Director Chai scrutinized Wu Changfeng with a suspicious look.
This involves more than a dozen workers, and their wages and benefits represent a considerable expense.
How much money did this guy actually make?
They didn't even try to back down; they just took everything right away.
He thought he would have to exhaust himself with words, and even have to lecture Wu Changfeng with his big-picture perspective.
Now……
Director Chai pressed for details, saying, "Tell me the truth: what's the current state of the tractor factory after you took over?"
Wu Changfeng's voice was deep as he said, "Let me put it this way, none of the workers here would take the job of a bureau chief."
Director Chai gasped in shock!
He instantly understood—the salary was shockingly high!
It's already comparable to my salary.
After much deliberation, Director Chai sensed something was amiss; he was, after all, a state cadre!
If an average worker's salary is about the same as mine, how high must the profit margin of those goods be?
Aside from smuggled goods, how could there be such a profitable distribution from producing that antenna?
impossible!
Director Chai slammed his hand on the table, his face contorted with indignation: "Wu Changfeng! I warned you repeatedly, don't smuggle goods! You're violating the agreement!"
Before Wu Changfeng could even open his mouth to defend himself, Little Fatty's mother banged on the door and yelled, "It's not fair! It's so unfair! Young man, why do others get their sets for only 90 yuan, but I have to pay 130?"
Wu Changfeng said, "The cost is spread out by quantity. Others start with 500,000 units of goods, which is something you can't compare to."
The chubby mother choked up, her eyes widening: "5.5 million? I..."
"Well, well... while I feel there's some truth to what you're saying, it's pretty much there!"
The chubby mom tried to bargain, continuing, "Look, I've already sold it for over 20,000 yuan, haven't I? Let me make a little more profit."
Wu Changfeng stroked his chin: "Here's the deal, if you order 100,000 units, I'll give you 1.10. If you order 200,000 units, I'll give you 100."
"If you can eat it, I'll make it for you even if it costs me a loss."
Little Fatty's mom hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip: "This is too much! The risk is too great."
"You're making so much money your hands are sore, why don't you complain about how tiring it is to count the money?"
Wu Changfeng, supporting himself with both hands, continued, "To put it simply, you should have seen Boss Lü. He was carrying 100,000 worth of goods, but before he could even reach his hometown, he was robbed by a businessman on the way."
"So my suggestion is, don't just focus on Jiangcheng, I'll take care of the whole province's market for you, and I'll give you the greatest support."
Little Fatty's mom hesitated for a moment: "The whole province? I... I'll go back and think about it."
Wu Changfeng nodded: "You can discuss the specifics with Ms. Liu. She's still in control of the overall situation."
The chubby girl counted on her fingers as she left, constantly calculating data.
Director Chai was completely dumbfounded.
You keep talking about orders worth hundreds of thousands, are you drinking cold water?
Director Chai asked, "Is it an act?"
Wu Changfeng smiled wryly: "Director Chai, this is the market. You've been trapped in the system for too long and have no idea what the market demands."
Director Chai agreed with this statement.
Since the reform and opening up, various emerging things have been constantly impacting China.
While ideas, commodities, and entertainment have broadened the horizons of the Chinese people, they have also left them deeply confused about the future.
The reason is simple: foreign goods completely outperform local products.
Apart from top leaders, few people below can recognize market demand, causing many companies to be abandoned in the wild and left to languish and miserable.
"So, you didn't smuggle any goods? You only made a profit from antennas?"
Wu Changfeng nodded: "This is a market worth hundreds of billions, and every second is a money-making machine."
Go ahead and brag!
Wu Changfeng thought to himself: The more they exaggerate, the more money the future buyers will have to spend. Don't you think so, Director Chai?
Then Wu Changfeng went on and on boasting, since bragging doesn't cost anything.
Making hundreds of thousands in just a few days is nothing; this is just a trial run for sales.
In a month or two, you might earn a million, and a few months later, you might earn tens of millions—but that's just a drop in the ocean.
The praise made Director Chai very excited.
If that's the case, then that's incredibly awesome!
if……
With this business falling into the hands of the mining bureau, will the employees of its affiliated tertiary industries still have to worry about not having enough money to pay their wages?
A mining bureau has seven coal mines under its jurisdiction, plus employees in the tertiary sector, totaling as many as 40,000 people!
Everyone's just waiting to be fed.
Director Chai, feeling a bit envious, said insincerely, "Young and promising, congratulations on your fortune!"
The two talked for a while and then arranged for more than ten workers to go down to the workshop.
No sooner had Director Chai left than trouble began to arise.
A team of uniformed officials knocked on the office door: "We are from the Economic Reform Commission. My name is Gu Yuanming. Please sit down and don't move."
Wu Changfeng shrugged; he had known this group would come.
In this day and age, such a large flow of funds in a personal account would raise questions even in future generations, let alone now.
Wu Changfeng was not averse to this; on the contrary, he felt that an opportunity to act as a go-between had arrived!
"Hello, comrades. Please have a seat. I'll make some tea."
Gu Yuanming waved his hand: "No need for that trouble, you probably already know we'd be looking for you."
"According to the information, you were unemployed a month ago. I don't mean to expose or belittle you, so don't overthink it."
Wu Changfeng nodded.
He continued, "According to our investigation, you still owe a lot of debt. Now, not only have you cleared your debts, but there are also large sums of money flowing through your personal accounts. You need to explain this."
Wu Changfeng didn't waste any time and took out the contract with the mining bureau, saying, "I used my personal connections to act as an agent for this tractor factory and partnered with Hong Kong businessmen to produce fishbone antennas. Everything is legal and compliant."
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
