Chapter 106 Cooperation Agreement Chen Mian, you dare to openly scheme against me? ...
When Chen Mian saw Jalal off, she made a promise with him to meet again in ten days.
Jalal needs to go back and work with his staff to refine the sales plan and select a few products to test the waters.
Chen Mian was responsible for contacting Maihemuti to discuss brewing and purchasing matters.
Chen Mian drove her pickup truck to the house where Mai Hemuti was staying.
Now, Maihemuti treats Chen Mian like a god of wealth; if Chen Mian says go east, he will never go west.
He agreed as soon as Chen Mian started talking.
Chen Mian: "Aren't you afraid I'll lie to you?"
“What can you lie to me about? It’s like when I help you sell peaches, you’re not afraid I’ll run off with your peaches, so why should I be afraid?” Mahemuti said calmly.
The factory is already in place; he just needs to adjust the manufacturing process.
"Do you have the recipe?" This is the question that buyers of Hemuti care about most.
He only knows how to eat, not how to cook. The factory has been open for so long, but it's still producing the same few sauces.
I don't earn much, but it's enough to live on.
Now he rarely goes out to deliver goods himself anymore. The fleet has someone to take care of it, and he spends his days at home with his wife and children. He couldn't be more content with his life.
Chen Mian: "Don't worry about the prescription, I'll take care of it."
She planned to discuss it with Liu Qiaofeng first, preferably by buying the recipe from her and also to discuss the supply of raw materials.
However, if Liu Qiaofeng is unwilling to sell her son, Chen Mian also has alternative plans.
It just took me, my mother, and my grandmother some time to try out the recipe.
Chen Mian continued, "I heard from Jalal that foreigners not only like to drink all kinds of alcohol, but also like to spread jam on bread."
"The method for making jam should be similar to that of our chili sauce, except one is sweet and the other is spicy."
Maihemuti believes that making fruit wine and jam is a promising endeavor, given the large area of fruit cultivation in Xinjiang.
Every harvest season, the best fruits are sold to buyers, and the ones that don't look good can only be sold at a reduced price, or even rot in the fields.
These fruits of average quality are perfect for processing into fruit wine and jam, as they taste the same, but the cost can be reduced by 60-70%.
Chen Mian also gave him a bottle of peach wine, which was of excellent quality in both color and taste.
His previous collaborations with Chen Mian were all one-off deals; Chen Mian would sell him the formula directly, and he would keep all the remaining investment and profits.
But this time, the more Maihemuti listened, the more he felt that their cooperation model probably needed to be changed.
Just as Maihemuti was pondering the details of the cooperation, Chen Mian threw out an even bigger bait.
“Jalal has only been involved in the wine business so far, but he is willing to try selling other items, not just fruit wine and jam.”
Mai Hemuti, understanding the implied meaning, said, "You mean..."
His mind started to work. He had been driving trucks with his brothers for so many years and had accumulated a lot of mature and high-quality agricultural resources.
The profit from sports cars comes from the price difference between the two places. Cotton doesn't fetch a good price in Xinjiang, but if it's transported to Inner Mongolia, it can immediately be worth several times more.
Chen Mian explained, "There is little land and few people abroad, so there are even fewer crops that we can grow ourselves. We rely on imports for most of the products we need for daily life."
They don't even need to invest too much in the early stages. As long as Jalal finds buyers abroad, they can sell the agricultural products they buy from farmers.
Once this path is mature, we can try selling some pre-processed products, such as quilts, shoes, and clothes.
Maihemuti excitedly stood up from his chair, "I never thought I'd have the chance to make money off foreigners in my lifetime, haha!"
“Then our cooperation model really needs to be confirmed in writing.” He looked directly into Chen Mian’s eyes intently.
This is also an important reason why Chen Mian was interested in buying Hemuti. If it were someone else, their first reaction after hearing about Chen Mian's way of making money would be to kick Chen Mian out and do it all by themselves.
As a businessman, Maihemuti also has the nature of seeking profit and driving down prices, as well as the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.
At the same time, he greatly respected intelligent people; the ideas in Chen Mian's mind were things he could never have come up with.
Rather than standing on the opposite side of such a person, it is better to choose direct cooperation.
Chen Mian liked Hemuti's straightforward and generous attitude. She smiled and took out a handwritten cooperation agreement from her bag and handed it over.
The cooperation agreement states that parties A, B, and C will jointly establish a foreign trade company, each holding 33% of the shares. The remaining 1% will be temporarily held by Chen Mian and will be given to a trusted financial staff member as a reward after two years.
Chen Mian added, "I know my ideas aren't worth that many shares, so I hope we can adjust the areas we're each responsible for."
Maihemuti has a source of goods and is responsible for continuing to purchase agricultural products from farmers.
She was responsible for improving the recipes for fruit wines and jams, and even managing the entire sauce factory.
"After the foreign trade company is established, the sauce factory will be transferred to the company's name for unified management."
You can think of it this way: the company bought your factory, and within three years, they will prioritize paying you back the factory's value through profit sharing.
Chen Mian paused for a moment, then continued, "Of course, if you are unwilling, we can also use the investment funds to build a new factory."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a cold wind suddenly swept in from outside the window.
Immediately afterwards, the sky darkened, and fine rain began to drift into the house with the cold wind.
Mai Hemu got up to close the window. "Chen Mian," he said, "should I praise your courage or laugh at your naivety?"
"You probably had your eye on my sauce factory from the very beginning, didn't you?" His words carried a certainty.
It was Chen Mian who suggested opening a factory. At the time, he was puzzled as to why Chen Mian, who had the formula, didn't open one herself.
Seeing that her secret plans had been exposed by the person in front of her, Chen Mian decided to give up and said, "Because I have no money."
She didn't have many before, and she doesn't have many now; the only valuable asset she has is her own brain.
Maihemuti suddenly clapped his hands, laughing in exasperation, "Impressive! At such a young age, you're already a model of getting something for nothing."
The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier, so Chen Mian went to the window and glanced at the sky.
“I have to go now. The agreement is with you. Jalal will come to my house in ten days to discuss the cooperation. You are welcome to come and join us.”
Maihemuti picked up his car keys, ready to drive her home.
Chen Mian also held up her car keys and waved them, "No need, I've already driven. Please wait."
Maihemuti stood at his doorstep, his eyes dark, watching her open the car door in the rain, slowly start the car and drive away.
When they first met, Chen Mian was just a young female picker who had just arrived from out of town, and she was fearless in her inexperience.
In just two short years, they've already dared to openly scheme against him.
Chen Mian had only recently obtained her driver's license, and it was raining, so she didn't dare to drive fast.
By the time I finally got home, Ji Yu had already come home from get off work.
Upon hearing the sound, the man held up a large black umbrella in one hand and held onto the car door with the other, carefully helping her out of the car.
"With such heavy rain, you still dared to drive, and you came back so late." The man's tone was somewhat resentful.
Chen Mian tiptoed and kissed his chin. "The weather was nice when I went out. I won't do it again next time."
Ji Yu smiled again. "I got off work early today, so I made your favorite mutton stew. It's been keeping it warm in the pot."
"You're so good to me." Chen Mian smiled as she took off her coat and changed into her pajamas.
A bowl of delicious and spicy mutton soup instantly heals all physical fatigue.
The bed had already been made. She kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and leaned against Ji Yu, recounting what had happened during the day.
"I might have been a bit too reckless." Chen Mian turned around and buried her head in her man's broad chest, nuzzled against him, and took another breath.
Ji Yu supported Chen Mian's buttocks with one hand and adjusted her position to make her more comfortable.
Then he patted her fluffy head and said, "No matter what you do, I will always support you."
Chen Mian's eyes were slightly moist. She raised her head and stared at Ji Yu with her bright almond-shaped eyes without blinking.
After a tender kiss from her newlywed husband, Chen Mian had to admit that she felt much better now.
Ji Yu continued to stroke his fur gently and started talking about Kalikiz.
That day, after he learned that Kalikiz was actually pursuing Chen Muhe, he clearly told him three words: "Impossible."
Having met such a distinguished and upright person as Shen Hetong, Chen Muhe would never have looked favorably upon Kalikiz again.
Seeing that he was clinging to his leg and wouldn't let go, acting like he was desperately clinging to him, and uttering foul language, Ji Yu grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the tavern.
Even though several days have passed, Ji Yu's face still couldn't hide her anger when the matter was brought up again.
Chen Mian asked curiously, "What exactly did Kali say to make you so angry?"
Ji Yu: "It wasn't anything nice. Anyway, I beat him up."
"ah?"
"Then when I went to see him at the hospital today, I ran into my dad."
"Huh?" Chen Mian blurted out, "Your dad didn't beat someone up and send them to the hospital too, did he?"
Ji Yu's expression was indescribable. "No, he went to get a vasectomy."
Chen Mian thought she might have a hearing problem, so she got off Ji Yu and rubbed her ears.
This time, Ji Yu wanted to shrink into Chen Mian's arms and hide. He lifted Chen Mian off him, lay her on his side on the bed, and then tried his best to squeeze his head into his wife's arms.
"Wife, how about I get a tubal ligation too?" Ji Yu said, surprising everyone.
He heard from the doctor today that vasectomy does not cause any harm to a man's body, and he can even run naked during sex.
I no longer need to worry about my wife suffering during pregnancy.
Chen Mian stroked the head in her arms, "Wait a minute, there's a lot of information coming up all at once, let's take it one step at a time."
"Let's talk about the time you hit someone. Hopefully, that won't have any negative impact on you."
Ji Yu: "No, he wouldn't dare say it to outsiders, and no one saw it."
Chen Mianmian was still a little worried, so Ji Yu had to pull Chen Muhe out of the conversation to distract her.
"But you should remember to remind your sister to stay away from Kalikiz. He's too shady and not a good match for a girlfriend."
Chen Mian nodded. She didn't have a very good impression of Kalikiz either; he was irresponsible and didn't speak properly.
She then asked, "What about your uncle?"
Ji Yu smiled wryly: "You should keep this to yourself. Don't tell anyone else. My dad cares about his reputation."
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