Two beautifully designed sample boxes, ready to be colored, were presented to Zhang Cheng.
"Director Sheng's painting skills are truly well-deserved," Zhang Cheng exclaimed sincerely, expressing great satisfaction with the two samples.
Sheng Changnan forced a smile: "Hey, it's just a skill to make a living, practice makes perfect. But Mr. Zhang, according to your requirements, these two types of waterproof and printed cardboard boxes are not cheap."
"How much is one?" Zhang Cheng asked.
"Three cents each!" Sheng Changnan announced the price.
Three cents for a cardboard box?
This price is indeed not cheap.
You know, that's about the price of a pound of rice on the market right now. If Zhang Da Nao heard that, he'd jump up and curse Sheng Changnan as a heartless and unscrupulous merchant.
After a moment's thought, Zhang Cheng said, "Okay. I'll take two hundred of each of these two waterproof ones. Also, make two hundred non-waterproof ones for me, with the same pattern but a different gold and red main color."
“The non-waterproof ones are cheaper,” Sheng Changnan said immediately, “one cent each. Mr. Zhang, what do you think of this price?”
“Okay.” Zhang Cheng nodded, then did some mental calculations. “The waterproof ones are three mao each, so four hundred would be one hundred and twenty yuan. The non-waterproof ones are one mao each, so two hundred would be twenty yuan. That’s one hundred and forty yuan in total, right?”
“That’s right! But…” Sheng Changnan rubbed his hands together, explaining somewhat embarrassedly, “Mr. Zhang, for this first collaboration, the design you customized requires a new printing mold, and the cost of that mold… I’m afraid you’ll have to bear it.”
Fearing Zhang Cheng might misunderstand, he quickly added, "Mr. Zhang, it's really not that I, Lao Sheng, want to cheat you. Just making the molds for these two patterns would cost fifty or sixty yuan. If the factory had to pay for that, we wouldn't only fail to make a profit on this deal, but we would also lose money."
Zhang Cheng smiled upon hearing this.
He took out the stack of ten-yuan notes he had just borrowed from Liu Yihan from his pocket, counted out fifteen notes, and handed them to Sheng Changnan.
"Director Sheng, here is 150 yuan. I'll cover the mold-making fee."
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