The owner of the radio factory was drinking tea and talking to his employees.
"Two more radio factories have opened in the south, and their prices are even cheaper than here. How long has it been? There are already more than ten radio factories in Guangshi!"
"Business is getting harder and harder!"
"Who can argue with that? The factory isn't doing well right now, so it's not easy for us to get orders."
After the employee finished speaking, he exclaimed "Oh!" and pointed to a spot not far away, "Boss! Look over there!"
The boss looked in the direction the employee was pointing and saw four well-dressed men in suits walking in his direction.
The boss, with his keen eyes, sized up the man in the suit.
His demeanor suggests he's a cadre in some organization.
His eyes gleamed, and he immediately darted forward, speaking in extremely broken Mandarin, "Hey sir, you're here to see a radio? My family's been making these for four or five years! They're made by master craftsmen from a legitimate state-owned factory!"
Cheng Shaojun extended his hand quite politely, "My surname is Cheng, hello."
I wasn't wrong, this group was really polite!
The boss quickly shook hands with him.
Cheng Shaojun said, "As you know, the business has taken off in the last few years. We're making money, and we can't let our employees lose money."
“I work in our company’s purchasing department. The boss said he wants to get a batch of radios from here to reward the employees.”
The boss's face lit up with joy, and he said, "That's only right, we often reward our employees with basins of soap!"
"How many people are there in your company?"
Cheng Shaojun pondered for a moment and said, "This year, we will reward approximately 600 outstanding employees."
Six hundred people!
Still this year!
The boss's breathing became rapid!
Based on this calculation, their company must be a large factory with at least a thousand employees, or even five thousand!
If he were to give his employees 600 radios as a reward every year... wouldn't he be making a fortune?
The boss looked at Cheng Shaojun as if he were looking at a god of wealth.
"Come in, sir, please come in. Business is a long-term business, and it depends on the quality of the goods. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense to buy a no-name radio and give it as a reward to an outstanding employee, would it? Take a look at our goods first, and we can discuss the price!"
The employee was quick-witted and immediately went to serve tea and water to this group of big shots.
Xu San stood silently to the side with Brother Yu, and followed Zhou Mingli and Cheng Shaojun inside.
The radios from this factory are indeed quite good.
Cheng Shaojun pretended to be very satisfied with the goods here, as he had discussed it with Zhou Mingli, and then asked Zhou Mingli to negotiate the price with the other party.
Zhou Mingli stated directly, "As our leader just mentioned, we purchased this batch of radios to take back as incentive prizes for our employees."
"We know, we know, don't worry, we definitely won't charge you a high price!"
Zhou Mingli then said he wanted seven hundred units.
This is based on market prices. One radio costs 130 yuan, so 70,000 yuan can buy more than 500 radios.
If you get the goods directly from the factory, the price will definitely be different from the market price.
Seven hundred units is not a lot for this radio factory; some big orders, from those big shots, are for thousands of units.
But they don't know how long it will take to sell these goods.
Judging from the tone of these four people, they have the opportunity to reward their employees every year, which means they come here every year to purchase radios.
If we can close this deal and build this relationship, won't they become our biggest clients in the future?
Thinking about it this way, the boss realized that accepting an order worth tens of thousands of yuan wasn't out of the question.
Zhou Mingli negotiated the price with him for an entire afternoon and bought 750 radios for 60,000 yuan.
On average, each unit costs eighty.
Cheng Shaojun formally took out the contract and showed it to his boss.
After confirming that everything was correct, the two people wrote their names on the contract.
Seven hundred and fifty radios, delivered directly to my door.
Cheng Shaojun casually called out, "Xiao Yu, tomorrow you and Xiao Xu bring the car over so the boss can load it up."
Yu Da Ge nodded simply, "Yes!"
Cheng Shaojun put his arm around the boss's shoulder and asked him what good food he could find, as he wanted to bring some back for his family.
The boss was a local from Guang City, so of course he knew what was available here. He happily led Cheng Shaojun and Zhou Mingli around Guang City.
"We have a lot of fruit here, which you've probably never eaten inland."
"This is a pineapple, and that's a jackfruit! Bro, ever tried this? It's a durian!"
Cheng Shaojun frowned, "Why does this thing smell so bad? How can this be fruit?!"
The boss laughed heartily, "How can you call this smelly? It smells delicious!"
Zhou Mingli also squatted down to look at the durian, "How much is one?"
"Second... Little Zhou, are you going to buy this?" Cheng Shaojun almost blurted out "Second Brother," but he stopped himself in time and asked with a frown.
Zhou Mingli replied, "My wife loves to eat it."
Jiang Ci likes durian boxes. The foreign trade section of the Beijing Department Store has butter, so he can make durian boxes for Jiang Ci.
Buy some more pineapples, take them home and roast them with the beef; they're fragrant and refreshing.
The old man at the stall glanced at Zhou Mingli again, "Eighty each."
Luckily, Cheng Shaojun hadn't drunk any water, otherwise he would have spat it out. One durian costs eighty yuan!
So expensive!!!
That's enough to cover his salary from the month before he quit!
Without batting an eye, Zhou Mingli pulled out several ten-yuan bills and said, "I'd like five more pineapples."
The stall owner asked, "Don't you want jackfruit?"
Zhou Mingli said, "It won't last long, don't take it."
"Okay."
The stall owner deftly picked out a plump durian for Zhou Mingli and then packed it with pineapple.
When they returned, Cheng Shaojun was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Zhou Mingli.
The boss was amused by what he saw.
In the evening, I inevitably went out for dinner and drinks with my boss again.
Cheng Shaojun got drunk and was supported by Xu San and Brother Yu, while Zhou Mingli tried to get closer to the boss on his behalf.
I also inquired about the clothing stores around here.
The shop owner answered all questions without hesitation, but asked somewhat confusedly, "Why are you still buying clothes?"
Zhou Mingli said with a smile, "When you're on official business, can't you also make some extra money for yourself?"
Upon hearing this, the boss chuckled and understood.
He said, "When you're lowering prices on clothes, you have to cut them in half! Those people charge exorbitant prices and they rip you off!"
After listening to the boss's insights, Zhou Mingli knew where to source his goods.
The next day, Cheng Shaojun, Xu San, and Brother Yu went to the radio factory to pick up the goods, while Zhou Mingli took the remaining 14,000 yuan and started buying clothes like crazy.
Jeans, pink shirt, flared pants, and jackets; women's dresses, small and medium sizes, not large sizes.
This isn't Zhou Mingli buying things randomly; it's just that these days, nobody's fat, medium size is enough, and nobody would buy anything bigger.
When he returned to the guesthouse carrying large bags and small packages, Cheng Shaojun and the others, who had returned even earlier, were astonished. "Why did you buy so much!"
Zhou Mingli said, "There are still four packages that haven't been brought back. Xu San and Cheng Shaojun, you two stay here and watch over them. Brother Yu and I will go get the rest of the goods."
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