Chapter 195 Getting Drunk



Jiang Hai quickly fell into deep thought.

If we really follow Ye Beiping's advice, then profits will be squeezed even further.

Having tasted the 15 yuan profit per pair of shoes, he originally gave up 7 yuan profit because of Jiang He and Tang Xiaolong. If he added 2 yuan in costs, the final profit would only be 6 yuan.

No one would be willing to do that.

"Beiping, shouldn't we reconsider this? This would reduce our profits by more than half," Jiang Hai said, frowning.

Ye Beiping waved his hand and explained, "Profits will definitely be compressed in the future. We are just adapting to the environment in advance and using our existing profits to expand the market. Once the market is developed, these profits will be returned in the form of quantity, so the money we earn will not decrease."

"Brother Jianghai, you need to know how to balance things in business. Blindly pursuing profits is self-destructive. It's like a country that always thinks about whether others will invade it, but never considers whether its weapons are capable of attacking others. Sooner or later, that country will be invaded."

His profound words left everyone stunned.

How did a perfectly normal business conversation turn into a discussion of wars between nations?

Everyone naturally understood the meaning, including Jiang Hai, who also understood Ye Beiping's intention.

But then he thought of the crucial details.

"Even if we reduce our profits, we can still sell 100,000 pairs of leather shoes a month. But... it's questionable whether all the state-owned factories in Wenzhou combined could produce that many."

Su Qingwen agreed with this point.

“Beiping, Jiang… Jiang Hai is right. Even if you can sell 100,000 pairs a month, there will still be production problems. Why don’t we think of a way to sell a little less, just to be on the safe side?” Su Qingwen said this because he didn’t want Ye Beiping to take too much risk.

Although the policy allows everyone to do business, it's gotten this big all at once, and who knows what the higher-ups' attitude will be?

What if Ye Beiping's business grows so big that something unexpected happens? What will happen to his daughter and unborn grandson?

Don't be fooled by how much money Ye Beiping distributed earlier; everyone's eyes were practically glowing with envy.

Su Qingwen didn't see it that way. After considering it just now, he realized the risks were still quite high, so he wanted to advise his son-in-law to keep a low profile.

Selling 100,000 pairs of leather shoes a month... that's really audacious.

Ye Beiping glanced at Su Qingwen, then looked around and found that everyone's face showed shock and worry.

Helpless, he could only sigh.

The reality is what it is, and Jiang Hai is right. Even with all production in Wenzhou combined, they couldn't produce 100,000 pairs of leather shoes a month.

It wasn't that Ye Beiping was afraid; after all, he wasn't worried about the policies.

"Here's what we'll do, Brother Jianghai. Go talk to Jiangnan Leather Factory and the First Leather Shoe Factory. If they want to raise the purchase price, add 2 yuan per pair as I mentioned before. If they don't, then pretend I didn't say anything. Also, regarding the quantity, check the inventory of these two state-owned factories, but it absolutely cannot be less than 50,000 pairs per month."

hiss!

Everyone gasped in shock.

Although Ye Beiping reduced the quantity of his products from 100,000 pairs to 50,000 pairs, this 50,000 pairs was still a significant amount, exceeding everyone's expectations.

Seeing how determined Ye Beiping was, Jiang Hai could only nod in agreement: "Okay, I'll go talk to him. But I can't guarantee anything. After all, as you know, the entire Wenzhou leather shoe production last year was less than 600,000 pairs. We need 50,000 pairs a month, which is already beyond our production limit."

That's what they say.

But Ye Beiping didn't take it seriously.

Last year, Wenzhou did produce 600,000 pairs of leather shoes, but that's far from the production limit.

The state-owned factory produces so many leather shoes to maintain and sell them; under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to overproduce.

If the products are produced but cannot be sold, they can only sit in the warehouse collecting dust.

It's not like the Jiangnan Leather Factory situation; they simply have no choice but to keep producing to support their workforce. If they were to stop production, it could lead to unrest.

Fifty thousand pairs a month, that's only six hundred thousand pairs of leather shoes a year. Even after accounting for normal transaction volumes, the entire city of Wenzhou can still handle this order.

"Alright." Ye Beiping didn't say much more, waving his hand and saying, "Let's not talk about these things today. Our main purpose is to celebrate everyone making money. We'll drink until we drop. I hope everyone in our team can become a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire."

"cheers."

As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing that Ye Beiping had already started eating, Su Xinyi and the others returned to their own table.

Watching the group of men in the living room raise their glasses and drink their wine in one gulp, the women also started eating.

At this moment, Min Yuehua sat down next to Su Xinyi and asked in a low voice, "Xinyi, is Ye Beiping really making that much money now?"

Although she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it. She never expected her son-in-law to be so generous, giving others thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan at a time.

Su Xinyi naturally understood what Min Yuehua meant. She swallowed a piece of meat and replied softly, "Yes, he doesn't need to go out now. He stays at home with me, but every few days someone brings him money."

At this moment, Su Xinyi would definitely praise Ye Beiping.

If Min Yuehua feels that her son-in-law is capable, she might not object to their relationship.

As expected, upon hearing her daughter's words, Min Yuehua's eyes widened, and she kept turning back to look at Ye Beiping, who was chatting and laughing in the living room.

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