The next day.
After Wu Changfeng and Liu Tiao finished breakfast, they saw a middle-aged man looking around suspiciously at the hotel entrance.
"Brother Wu, Ms. Liu?"
Wu Changfeng nodded.
"Hello, just call me Liu. Boss Lü has something to do today, it seems he has a fight with someone, but I don't know the details. I'll take you to the plastics factory."
Wu Changfeng simply said "oh" and didn't care about anything else.
He asked, "Are you a professional tout?"
"I wouldn't call it that, I just have some understanding of the industry."
"Then take us to the plastics factory. If the deal goes through, you'll get your commission."
Da Liu laughed and said, "Of course I understand. This way, boss. Let's get in the car."
After driving out of the city and making several turns, we arrived at an area of privately owned processing workshops.
And believe it or not, if you don't know the way, you'd never find this place.
It was almost hidden deep in a mountain valley.
In those days, Wenzhou was a frequent topic in the newspapers.
It's not that someone violated the policy today, or that someone engaged in speculation and profiteering.
Every time there's the slightest disturbance, Wenzhou inevitably finds itself in the eye of the storm.
There's even a saying that goes, "People from Wenzhou are bold and can't keep making money."
The goods were scattered and hidden in the mountain valleys.
This phenomenon was not eliminated until the beginning of the new century.
Some people, looking back at history, wonder why these commodity distribution centers didn't move out of the mountain valleys.
In Wu Changfeng's view, this was a helpless move; even if one was bold, one was afraid of being punished!
The roads in the mountain valleys are poor, so if anything goes wrong, there's enough time to run away.
Da Liu pointed to a factory area and said, "This is the largest plastic products factory in the area. They can customize shells."
The factory manager, surnamed Zhou, possesses both the shrewdness and enthusiasm of a businessman.
He was never arrogant in his dealings with people. He covered Wu Changfeng's hands and said, "Your presence makes my small factory feel honored."
Wu Changfeng waved his hand: "Let's take a look at the factory first. I have orders worth hundreds of millions. Let's inspect it first."
Factory owner Zhou was stunned. So awesome?
Da Liu was stunned. Holy crap! If this deal goes through, how much commission am I going to get?!
Willow was taken aback; why did this tactic seem so familiar?
The group took a walk around the factory.
To be honest, it doesn't smell very good.
Since they are plastic products, they are produced in a crude manner and have a pungent odor.
However, it must be said that this factory is still top-notch in terms of strength.
All kinds of equipment can meet Wu Changfeng's needs for plastic products.
The group entered the office, and Wu Changfeng said with great satisfaction, "It seems I don't need to go to other factories anymore; production here is fine."
Zhou Factory owner laughed loudly: "Boss Wu, I'm not bragging, but with these machines and factories, everyone around here is dead except for me."
"Rest assured, I will strictly control the quality of the products. If even one defective product appears, you can deduct the payment from my payment, and I will not utter a single complaint!"
Wu Changfeng took out his product drawings: "Let's start trial production according to my requirements. I'll pay you 200,000 yuan first, including the cost of mold opening and injection molding."
"Once the product is ready and delivered to me, and it passes inspection, I receive 2 million yuan directly, with an additional 100 million yuan to follow."
Factory Director Zhou rubbed his hands together: "Alright, whatever you say. Your satisfaction is my goal."
Wu Changfeng had to admit that Director Zhou was quite shrewd when it came to doing business.
She is extremely good at saying beautiful things.
But they do have the capability.
Da Liu laughed too, this is too easy! He winked at Director Zhou.
Factory Director Zhou gave him a knowing look: You'll definitely have to pay for the tea.
The two sides are still negotiating the details.
Liu Tiao paced around the office, then said to Wu Changfeng with a dark expression, "I don't think it's appropriate!"
Everyone was stunned.
What's going on?
Da Liu asked, "Ms. Liu, this factory perfectly meets our needs, and the price is very reasonable. Why isn't it suitable?"
Factory Director Zhou also looked puzzled.
Wu Changfeng asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Tiao then pointed to a family photo and asked Director Zhou, "Who is Zhou Siyuan to you?"
"My son? You know him?"
Wu Changfeng immediately stood up and took back the documents: "Sorry to bother you, let's cooperate again when there's an opportunity."
"Huh?" Factory Director Zhou looked completely bewildered: "Everything was fine just now, what went wrong?"
Willow said viciously, "Your son wants to sleep with me! So what!"
Factory Director Zhou's eyes widened: "It must be a misunderstanding! It's absolutely a misunderstanding, impossible. He's been tinkering with antennas lately, we're not even in the same industry!"
Wu Changfeng said with a hint of reproach, "Misunderstanding? The insulting words from yesterday are still ringing in my ears!"
“I don’t believe someone who can’t even manage his own family can manage a factory, nor can I trust his quality assurance.”
"Go back and ask your precious son what he did."
Liu Tiao raised his middle finger at Director Zhou and left with Wu Changfeng.
Da Liu and Factory Director Zhou looked at each other in bewilderment.
Liu sighed: "Even if I gave you a chance, you couldn't seize it!"
"Big Liu, you have to put in a good word for me. I'll double your commission!" Factory Manager Zhou said anxiously.
Da Liu shook his head: "You should manage your own son better. This kind of thing is obviously not something that can be solved in a few words. I won't say more about what kind of person your son is."
Factory Director Zhou slammed his fist on the table: "Damn it! What kind of mess is this! Damn it, go home and skin him alive! Such a big order gone, it hurts, it really hurts!"
Da Liu hurriedly followed Wu Changfeng, apologizing as he led him to another factory.
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