Li Aiguo did not accept the cigarette, but upon hearing this, he looked up at Tang Ping and said, "I'm not interested in making soap. If you acquire the old pharmaceutical factory, I can help you."
“Master Li, you’re asking too much of us. The old pharmaceutical factory has tens of millions in debt. Only a fool would acquire such a liability, don’t you think?” Director Zhang said anxiously.
Tang Ping smiled and said, "Business is business. I definitely can't acquire the old pharmaceutical factory, but I can buy these machines and equipment. Once the soap factory is up and running, I can open another pharmaceutical factory. In addition, I will set up a research lab in the soap factory, specifically for the veteran craftsmen. What do you think?"
Li Aiguo suddenly looked up, stared at Tang Ping, and asked, "Can I freely research pharmaceuticals?"
Tang Ping smiled and said, "One million yuan is earmarked for this purpose only, and it can only be used with the master craftsman's signature. But the prerequisite is that the master craftsman must become the factory manager, and the soap factory must be able to operate normally. I will increase the funding once the soap factory starts to make a profit."
"A gentleman's word is his bond?"
"What's done is done!"
"Okay, I'll sign the contract. These terms need to be written into the contract."
The experienced craftsman was very cautious. He watched as Tang Ping wrote these terms into the contract before he signed it and became the factory manager of the soap factory.
With such an experienced master in charge, Tang Ping felt much more at ease. After all, the newly recruited employees were mostly apprentices of the master, and Tang Ping certainly couldn't handle interpersonal relationships and other aspects as well as they did.
The employment problem of the old pharmaceutical factory employees was solved, and the branch bank's loan of three million yuan was also successfully approved.
Money really does give men courage.
With this money, Tang Ping became quite wealthy and immediately asked Zhao Wei to contact the factory in Pengcheng to bring over the machinery and equipment.
With the help of Li Youtian, the village head of Mangcun, everything went smoothly with the factory's approvals, fire safety permits, and other procedures.
After more than half a month of hard work, the soap factory finally started operating.
The first batch of soap was about to be produced, and Tang Ping began to recruit a large number of salesmen to distribute the soap to major supermarkets in Jinghai, and then spread it outwards from Jinghai.
Tang Ping had only one request: to ensure that Yuxueqing soap could be found on the shelves of every supermarket, large or small.
As for the rules for product distribution, payment is made after the goods are sold.
Meanwhile, Tang Ping immediately contacted Meng Yu, asking her to help him contact people in Kyoto to advertise.
Of course, Tang Ping didn't say it directly, but instead called Meng Yu to invite her out for milk tea.
Sitting at the bar on the first floor of the internet cafe, Meng Yu bit her straw, turned her head to look at Tang Ping, and said in an annoyed tone, "I knew it, you must have something to say when you invited me for milk tea."
"Oh, no, I just remembered," Tang Ping retorted.
"Advertising during prime time on CCTV isn't cheap. It's charged by the second. Five seconds costs 100,000 yuan, and ten seconds costs 160,000 yuan. It's burning money," Meng Yu said.
Tang Ping said confidently, "Then let's burn one million of his money first!"
Meng Yu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you make the contact. However, once it's confirmed, you'll need to go to Kyoto to sign the contract and pay in person."
"That's no problem. I haven't been to Kyoto yet. By the way, didn't you just finish your vacation? I can go with you."
"Alright, I happen to need someone to do the hard labor, so I'll approve your coming along."
Meng Yu said with a smile.
Tang Ping said, "You can reimburse me for the train ticket. You're a shareholder in the factory anyway. You have no idea how much money I've been losing these days. It's been killing me."
The bank approved a loan of three million, and two million has already been spent. It's like money is flowing away like water.
This was even though Tang Ping owned two internet cafes and two audio-visual stores, both of which were profitable.
Tang Ping planned to invest the remaining money in advertising. Even the best wine needs advertising; no matter how good the product, it will be difficult to sell if the advertising is not done well.
Moreover, Diaopai already has a presence in the market, and Safeguard is also aggressively advertising and promoting it. Tang Ping doesn't want to lose to these two companies.
Upon hearing this, Meng Yu suddenly realized and said, "Hey, that seems to be true, but why do I have a feeling that I've been tricked?"
"Young man, you need to think long-term. Once the soap factory is up and running, the returns will be huge," Tang Ping said earnestly.
Meng Yu said, "I hope you won't cheat me. Old Meng asked me for money the other day, but I didn't lend it to him. I'm broke lately. You can treat me to supper tonight."
Tang Ping smiled and said, "Okay! My mom said she made pork bone porridge. Come home with me and have some."
"Ugh, I'm not going."
Meng Yu lowered her head shyly.
In fact, Tang Ping had invited Meng Yu to his home several times, but Meng Yu refused. She was not mentally prepared, and although the two of them were often ambiguous, they had not yet broken through the final barrier and their relationship was not yet confirmed.
Most importantly, there's Anxin in the middle.
After chatting for a while, Tang Ping planned to take Meng Yu out for a late-night snack. Just as they were about to leave, a police car stopped in front of the internet cafe.
Tang Ping thought it was An Xin who had arrived, but instead, a man with pockmarked face got out of the car.
Yang Jian!
What's the head of the anti-drug squad doing here?
As soon as he got out of the car, Yang Jian set his sights on Tang Ping and greeted him, "Tang Ping, I need to talk to you about something. Is it convenient for us to chat?"
"Sure."
Tang Ping hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, saying to Meng Yu, "Meng Yu, wait for me."
"Um."
Meng Yu nodded and sat obediently on the bar.
“An Xin introduced me to that company. Last time, didn’t you accidentally discover a batch of flour transactions at Xiawan Fish Farm? We found a clue that the two buyers were eventually sent away by Chen Tai. How much do you know about this?” Yang Jian asked.
Tang Ping shook his head and said, "How would I know? I was so scared at the time that I left the scene as soon as I finished what I was doing."
Tang Ping had already aroused Xu Jiang's suspicion by helping An Xin go undercover last time, and he didn't want to get into any more trouble.
Moreover, Yang Jian is a narcotics officer. Dealing with drug dealers would be suicide.
Yang Jian nodded in agreement, looking worried, and said, "Sigh, that's true. I've been searching for clues like crazy lately. Don't be nervous, An Xin told me to keep your identity a secret, no one else will know. I'm just asking you this time because I was hoping to get lucky."
Tang Ping glanced at the arcade across the street and suddenly said, "If you want to investigate, do you see that place over there? On the surface, it appears to be a legitimate arcade and video game center, but in reality, it also houses gambling machines."
The arcade was opened by Chen Shuting, and it had taken away a lot of business from Tang Ping's branch. Since Tang Ping could take advantage of her, he naturally wouldn't be lenient.
Yang Jian said, "I'm from the anti-drug squad, gambling isn't my responsibility."
Tang Ping rolled his eyes and said, "Are you stupid? Aren't there any gamblers who use that stuff? You can go in disguise, catch a few people who are suspicious, and then follow the clues to find out more, right?"
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