Can Clivia be really that valuable? The answer is definitely no. A pot of orchid is sold at a high price of tens of thousands of yuan, which is almost equal to the annual turnover of a small village-run factory. This is not normal.
Qian Qing used to think that this was unreliable. Take herself for example. Although her current net worth would shock most people in the compound, she still lives in a tube-shaped building and has to think twice before buying a car. But someone in the north actually traded a car for a pot of flowers! When the news spread, Qian Qing thought that these people were probably crazy.
Later, Zhou Hao taught her some knowledge about so-called "capital", and now she can roughly understand that this is the means of buying and selling in the so-called capital market. What is valuable is not the flowers, but the supply, demand and expectations attached to the buying and selling of flowers.
But when Zhou Hao said so decisively that this market would collapse within half a year, Qian Qing was shocked and a little confused.
"How do you know something will happen in the first half of next year?" LJ
Zhou Hao: "I guessed, but I have some basis for it."
"In fact, this market has been a bit abnormal since last year. At that time, it was also to contain it. Didn't the North say that a pot of orchids should be controlled within 200 yuan? But after the release of this policy, the market has risen even higher. As of this year, there are more and more eye-catching news. If we don't care about it anymore, and it really spreads, why would everyone go to work? We might as well just go and trade orchids."
Zhou Hao sighed: "Before anything collapses, it always reaches the top and becomes a little crazy and prosperous."
Qian Qing's heart sank. "Then what do you say we should do? My dad is a very filial person to my grandma. It's not a big deal if my uncle gets into trouble, as they have already separated. But my grandma lives with my uncle's family, and when the time comes, she'll come to my dad and cry a few times. If my dad gets soft-hearted, he'll let go and there will be no end to it."
It's no wonder she's so scared, as the private lending market is also rising along with the Clivia market.
Last year, Qian Yu had no money to open a vermicelli factory, so she took out a bank loan of 8,000 yuan. At that time, the loan procedure was still difficult to obtain, so Qian Qing acted as a guarantor and mortgaged her money, and only then was she able to get a loan of 8,000 yuan.
But from last year to a few years, the number of self-employed individuals has increased, and public loans have become unavailable, so some people have turned to private loans.
Qian Qing has heard of countless such cases. Some self-employed people started early and saved a little money. They saved it but suffered losses, so they all wanted to make more money. At this time, there were people who specialized in pulling strings, collecting these funds and lending them out privately.
Some time ago, someone from the tube building came to see her and said that if her cash flow was sufficient, she could lend the funds out and get higher interest than the bank.
Qian Qing certainly didn't agree, but thinking about Uncle Qian, who dared to mortgage his house to speculate in Clivia, he would naturally dare to borrow money from private individuals. Who knows, he might have already borrowed money!
After Qian Qing noticed the abnormality in the loan market this year, he always asked Qian Yu for help with cash flow when he went to trade fairs some time ago.
Under her guidance, the several factories opened by the Qian family were all intentionally conserving cash flow. Anyway, Wen Lan was in charge of the accounts of Qian's mother's hot sauce factory, Qian Yu's food company, and her own clothing company. At most, the family members could lend money to each other, or make private loans. Qian Qing herself would not get involved, nor did she want to get involved.
Zhou Hao sat next to his wife, and the two of them racked their brains to think about how to make Qian's father separate. Uncle Qian's matter was indeed a big thunder. If it was not resolved well, there would be no peace in the future.
Suddenly, Qian Qing came up with an idea and whispered something into Zhou Hao's ear.
Zhou Hao nodded: "Then let's try it after the Chinese New Year. It may not have much effect, but at least it will give our dad some mental preparation."
Qian Qing thought the same. Father Qian was already so old, and it was impossible to expect him to sever ties with his mother at this time. All they could do was to get Father Qian to clarify the issue of retirement as soon as possible.
Qian Qing knows her father well enough. He is a bit stubborn. Once he has made up his mind, he will strictly follow the rules.
Just like before, he had defined a path for himself: being filial to his mother was his responsibility, and he could compromise within the scope. But when it came to his children, he would not follow Grandma Qian's wishes. The only accident during that time was when Qian's mother said she wanted to give Qian Yu her workstation, but Qian Yu's mother-in-law got into trouble, and Grandma Qian was hospitalized, so the couple gave the workstation away without knowing what was going on. He regretted it afterwards.
Qian Qing thought, her father has been raising pigs for a year, and her sister said he is more powerful now than before. So this New Year's Day, let's see how much Qian's father has improved. It's impossible for the whole family to run forward while he is dragged behind by Grandma Qian, right?
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As time goes by, the smell of the New Year becomes stronger and stronger.
Qian's mother prepared a lot of food in advance. This year, the family doesn't have to go back to the match factory. Everything that needs to be moved has been moved away. Qian's mother is basically the head of the oil field now. She has been here for more than a year and has known many neighbors. In addition to the business of the canteen, Qian's mother's life now can be said to be very easy.
On the second floor of the canteen, there are two large sofas in the main room, and the TV downstairs has also been moved upstairs. Qian's mother expanded the kitchen a little bit, and put three coal stoves together. As the New Year approaches, these stoves are used more frequently. They are constantly stewing food on them all day long, and the aroma spreads out through the windows. Even people passing by downstairs will sigh, "What a nice smell!"
A week before the Chinese New Year, Qianyu Vermicelli Factory stopped production ahead of schedule. This year, due to the situation in several surrounding villages and towns, they did not rush production too much. In addition, Qianyu opened another branch factory in the city. With both sides shipping together, the production pressure was even smaller. Compared with last year's busy days and nights, this year's production season was much more relaxed.
After Qian Yu was discharged from the hospital, she took her mother and sister's advice to heart: making money is important, but health is more important. So now she doesn't push herself too much, and no longer gets up early and stays up late like before.
Xie Yun left without saying anything. Qian Yu told everyone that Xie Yun had returned to school to continue his studies. Then he turned around and asked Wen Lan to give Xie Yun's family 2,000 yuan.
Business was not very good. Qian Yu was a little worried that Huang Laoer and Liu Ertao would be dissatisfied with this year's turnover. However, apart from scolding those shallow-minded fellow villagers every day, Liu Ertao did not tell her about withdrawing her shares.
Even when Qian Yu said she wanted to open a store, Liu Ertao asked her if she needed him to invest money.
Qian Yu was a little confused, so he asked Liu Ertao when the production was about to be stopped. Liu Ertao waved his hand proudly, and said something that made Qian Yu laugh and cry.
"Qian Yu, don't think I'm being honest. Just because you helped me make money last year, I knew with your courage and foresight that it would be right to follow you!"
Liu Ertao seemed to have remembered something, and pouted her lips and said, "I don't have much education, but I know that to do business, you have to choose the right people. I think what you said is very right. We want to do long-term business. With our own store and brand, we can continue to do it."
Qian Yu now has more than just a vermicelli factory. They also have a mushroom breeding base and a pig farm. I heard that some time ago, the things that were processed after the pork was released from the pens were sold like crazy in the market!
A few days ago, Huang Laoer told her that the Huang family had also started making vermicelli. Huang Laoda and Huang Sanping had stopped planting winter wheat and the whole family had joined in.
However, Liu Ertao had no confidence in the endurance of this family. Huang Sanping was the only one who could work hard. The rest of Huang Laoda's family didn't even want to farm. How could they bear the hardship of making vermicelli? There was also Huang Laotai who loved to point fingers when there was nothing to do, and Huang Pingping who loved to stir up trouble. Just thinking about it, you can imagine what the consequences would be for this family.
However, Qian Yu’s vermicelli factory has boosted business in the surrounding villages. No matter what happens next year, anyone who makes vermicelli should be able to make some money this year, it’s just a matter of how much.
The Huang Laosi family also started making vermicelli, but surprisingly, their vermicelli was sold cheaply, at least several cents cheaper than other families' vermicelli. Business was booming.
Some time ago, Huang Laosi's wife happened to meet her on her way to Huangjia Village to harvest sweet potatoes. Her expression was like "a poor person suddenly becomes rich" written all over her face.
Liu Ertao was angry when he spoke: "Qian Yu, you don't know what's going on in the countryside. Let me make it clear, although the vermicelli business is good, except for our factory, other small workshops will have problems in a few years."
Liu Ertao was born and raised in the countryside, so he naturally knew some people's bad habits and little thoughts. After making money, they wanted to make more money. They didn't look at the market, but at the small workshops around them like their own. They were competing with each other, thinking that if they could get rid of the other party, they would be able to take all the benefits.
Qian Yu asked her a little depressed some time ago, saying that it was obviously a good thing. As long as the surrounding villages and towns worked together to make this vermicelli hometown a reality, every household here would be able to make a lot of money sooner or later. Why did these people only focus on her factory?
Liu Ertao thought to herself, what future can you talk to these people who just came up and cut your wires? She went to find the village cadres, but even the village cadres were ambiguous and pretended to be confused. They kept saying that Qian Yu was not from Liujia Village. How could Liu Ertao be so ungrateful? Liu Ertao was so angry that she fell backwards.
Because of these foolish people, the vermicelli business will collapse sooner or later!
Liu Ertao was furious, but she didn't dare to use force with her hands as she put the dried vermicelli into the warehouse: "Our vermicelli factory can be open for many years, but theirs may not even be able to succeed next year!"
On the 23rd day of the lunar month, the day of the Little New Year, Qian Qing could not go to the provincial capital, so he simply let Wenlan be the agent and distributed red envelopes to the workers in the OEM factory and the main factory.
The main factory was the headquarters, and Qian Qing paid bonuses directly based on the number of workers, and gave each worker a bundle of vermicelli, two kilograms of bacon, a bottle of chili sauce, and a bag of rice. As for the OEM factories, Qian Qing only gave them chili sauce and vermicelli as a token of appreciation.
Although the monthly shipment volume of Qianmu's chili sauce is increasing, Qian Qing and Qian Yu are busy with their own business and have not helped Qianmu to plan. Therefore, Qianmu's chili sauce still has the same few customers: Lin Xiaohui on the railway, the canteen in the oil field, and A Fei's shop in the south that sells clay pot rice. The rest are individual customers, such as Lu Jiacheng, a university teacher who bought fake Song Xiaohong last time.
Qian Qing chose Hongjuan chili sauce as a New Year gift for employees this time, also with the intention of giving Qian's mother some advice after the New Year on how to sell the chili sauce in the provincial capital.
Wen Lan returned to Y City after distributing bonuses in the provincial capital. She also completed the accounting for this year and produced a report for Qian Qing. The figures on it made Qian Qing happy for several days.
As long as Qingyue is stable, she will be able to open her own sanitary napkin factory by the middle of next year.
Speaking of sanitary napkins, although Xu Ahua's sales were good, the promotion effect was not very good. Qian Qing approved the funds for Xu Ahua and found several stores in several cities around Y City to cooperate with.
The monthly turnover is still not high, so the largest purchase of sanitary napkins is still in the main base of Y City.
Qian Qing's previous idea was not wrong. In the first few months, the oil field's supply and marketing cooperative purchased several thousand packs of sanitary napkins every month according to the factory's instructions.
If we take into account the several factories in the oil field, the workers and their families need at least tens of thousands of bags every month. Considering that many people do not need them, a few thousand bags are enough.
But later, the supply and marketing cooperatives bought less and less goods, and in recent months they have basically been unable to sell any goods.
Of course, the price factor is involved. The supply and marketing cooperative sells sanitary napkins for one yuan, but Qian Qing only sells them for a little over 70 cents. If you buy more at one time, you can get a lower price. First of all, because of the price, many women will not choose to buy from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Then there is the attitude of the supply and marketing cooperative. Every time the female workers and their families go to buy sanitary napkins, the supply and marketing cooperative is always secretive. The sanitary napkins are not on the shelves. They are directly thrown into the box behind the cabinet, and there is only one style. Occasionally, they encounter a difficult salesperson, and the attitude is as if they are trying to buy something prohibited.
It's different with Qian Qing. Her Qingyue store and the tobacco and liquor stand both sell sanitary napkins. If you don't have time to go to Wutong University, you can just buy them directly from Qingyue's store.
Qian Qing looked at the summary report submitted by Xu Ahua and thought about how to open up the market. Xu Ahua worked very hard, but the market was not mature enough. Y City was only recognized by the cadres of the Women's Federation such as Li Hongmei, and other places might not have such responsible leaders.
Qian Qing wrote down "the fourth thing I must do next year" in her little notebook. She had to figure out how to promote the concept of sanitary napkins before opening the factory.
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On the 25th of February, Zhou Hao also had some free time. Zheng Xian was getting old, and in recent years he had been hoping that someone would take over his job so that he could retire as soon as possible.
In the past year, Zhou Hao has been in charge of several major overhauls of the second plant. Zheng Xian has seen his technical learning and management ability. So Zheng Xian couldn't wait to submit the application after only one year.
So, at almost the same time as last year, Zhou Hao was promoted again, this time to become the leader of the maintenance team.
Qian Qing's place was already busy. Before the excitement of the show had even worn off, good news came from Zhou Hao. During the Chinese New Year, people came to Qian Qing's house almost from morning till night.
Some are just here to build relationships, which may seem fine now, but who knows what will happen in the future? You never know when you might need help from the couple. Some are here to seek benefits, and they start to flatter and complain after just a few words.
Qian Qing doesn't like to agree to these two kinds of people. It's mainly because these people like to bring things. To be fair, she really doesn't lack anything now. She always refuses the things these people bring, and it's like practicing Tai Chi. She's still pregnant!
It was easy to have this child, after all, she had just expressed her intention to Zhou Hao, and they had one. It was not easy to have this child, because she had been worried before, thinking that she could not have children. It was okay if she really could not have children, but considering that they had such a good relationship, it would be a pity not to have a child.
For the sake of her own belly, Qian Qing simply hid away, either hanging out at Xiaodongmen of Wutong University or watching TV at Qian's mother's house.
It was a very cold day and she was pregnant. Zhou Hao was scared when he saw her running around.
After thinking for a while, Zhou Hao came up with an idea.
"Wife, let's buy another suite."