"I wish the machine could produce more. It's like picking up money." This was the first time Zhao Shan felt willing to do this.
Little did they know that this was Su Wanwan's way of taking advantage. After all, national policies would affect the development direction of all walks of life. As the saying goes, if you went into business in the 1980s and stood on the cusp of the wind, even a pig could be blown into a golden pig, which is not false.
"Brother Shan, calm down. This is nothing. If you make more money in the future, won't you laugh like crazy?"
Su Wanwan shook her head helplessly and was taken into the office.
Zhao Shan touched his head and laughed, "I'm so happy."
"Wanwan, look, this is the account book. Brother Yuan and I check it frequently and we will never allow anyone to tamper with it."
㱗Su Wanwan was looking at the account book.
Zhao Shan sighed, "However, the trouble with the Hongguang Weaving Factory was that they wanted to steal our business at first, but failed. Instead, they made a fortune by selling fabrics. It's really unpleasant to think about it."
Hongguang Weaving Factory is owned by the Bai family.
Bai Nan has never left the provincial capital. Su Wanwan had already expected that he wanted to target her.
Bai Nan's choice to take action intentionally means that he can no longer use the Bai family's privileges to deal with her directly. This is bad news.
If she were her in her previous life, and she met a second-generation official like Bai Nan at this time, she would be afraid that he would be able to suppress her with just a few words.
That's the reality.
After Su Wanwan finished reading the account book, she found that in less than half a month, she had made a net profit of 6,000 yuan, which was considered a very high return.
When she heard Zhao Shan's unconvinced words, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Brother Shan, I have a way to set a trap for the other party. Do you want to try it?"
"oh?"
"What method? Wanwan, tell me quickly." Zhao Shan asked impatiently.
Su Wanwan waved at him, and when Zhao Shan got closer, she lowered her voice and said, "Open a telephone company, spread the word, and stockpile landlines and telephone lines."
"Ah? You want to start a company again?"
"It's not a real business, it's just a sideline. We registered the company temporarily to let our competitors think we want to make money by selling landlines and connecting telephone lines."
"Landlines are expensive." This was Zhao Shan's first reaction. He was afraid that Su Wanwan didn't know, so he explained seriously, "I went to ask with Brother Yuan before. It costs more than 6,000 yuan to buy a landline now, and the connection fee is also a lot of money. Not only that, the monthly phone bill is not small. How can ordinary people dare to think about it."
"If we were to stock up on landlines, I'm afraid the weaving factory's monthly income would only be enough to buy two or three."
In the 1980s, gold was only 29 yuan per gram.
You know how expensive landlines are.
"But our factory owner Yuan said he wants to expand the scale, and the money he has on hand hasn't been recovered yet." Of course, it only takes a few months to recover the investment, and make a lot of money.
It seems unreliable to stock up on landlines at this time.
"But landlines also make money. We can earn at least half of the cost of each unit we sell. Moreover, if our country continues to develop cables and strives to provide electricity to all the seventh-tier cities in the country within a year, with the electricity supply, we can sell landlines not only to individuals, but also to company CEOs."
"For example, our factory cannot do without landlines. At least we don't have any at the moment. This is completely due to the fact that we just started our business and the shortcomings have not yet appeared."
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