If there really is such a thing, it is not impossible, but Wan Feng does not think he can go to the south. His body is not mature enough, and Guangzhou is not a peaceful place. He would rather not go there if he can avoid it.
"If there really is such a market in Bohai, I will certainly look for you. However, I have no plans to go south yet. I will wait until I go to Dongdan and Shenyang to have a look."
"If it really doesn't work, you can transfer some from me and sell it back. Don't worry, I won't add a penny to the price."
Wan Feng shook his head: "I need a large quantity. It won't be long before they find out and it will affect your business. I will find a way myself."
Wan Feng’s point makes sense. It may work once or twice, but what about in the future?
Not only can they not guarantee the long-term sustainability of their own channels, but if things go wrong they may even destroy Zheng Quan's job.
Zheng Quan probably understood the reason behind it and stopped insisting.
"Where are you going next?"
"Go back to sleep. See you tomorrow."
"How about I take you to see the scenery of Bohai Sea?"
How could he have the mind to see the scenery when he had no goods?
"By the way, Brother Quan, do you have any connections at the sewing machine factory?"
"Forward Sewing Machine Factory?"
Wan Feng nodded.
"My brother works there, but he's just an ordinary workshop worker. Why are you asking about it?"
"Of course I want to buy sewing machines. Do you have connections to get them? I'll be happy to get a few. Or I can also check the tickets."
Zheng Quan shook his head: "I've never played with this before, it should be difficult."
"Go ask your brother later if there are any workers in their factory who secretly get parts and assemble them. Those are okay as long as they work."
Zheng Quan's eyes widened. "Is there such a thing? Why didn't I hear it?"
"Will the people who do this kind of thing pull your ears and tell you? This kind of thing happens in most factories. Just ask. If someone buys two, there will be a reward."
Zheng Quan thought about it and realized that there was no need to tell the world about such a sneaky thing.
"Brother, what are you talking about? When I get back tonight, I'll go to my brother's house and ask him for you."
"Brother Quan, my sister-in-law probably got off work early. It's already past seven o'clock. She'll probably be worried if you don't go back. Let's go back too. I have someone to see tomorrow."
"Then if I ask my brother, how can I find you?"
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to your house tomorrow at noon. If your brother has such a connection, it's best to invite him along. We can talk during the lunch break."
Zheng Quan nodded: "That's fine."
After breaking up with Zheng Quan, the two returned to the hotel they had booked.
The hotel became lively at night with many people checking in.
Wan Feng and his friends' room was also full of people. They were probably just coming back from dinner, and the room was full of people blowing conch shells.
At this time, most of the people staying in the hotel are buyers from all over the country. Even if not most of them, a small number of them are on business trips to other places to do after-sales maintenance services for products.
As the country's largest industrial province at that time, it was not surprising that Beiliao had various buyers from all over the country.
For many people who come to Northern Liao by boat across the Bohai Bay, Bohai City is their first stop.
This hotel is now filled with all kinds of people. Most of these buyers are purchasing raw materials, but there are also those selling machinery. They talk and exchange their industries, names and addresses with each other. Only Wan Feng and Zhang Xian did not join their circle, but just listened quietly on the side, looking out of place.
Wan Feng and Zhang Xian's beds were next to each other, with Wan Feng sitting by the window. A salesman in his thirties sitting opposite him saw that Wan Feng and Zhang Xian did not join their circle and asked curiously.
"Brother, what factory are you from? Why are you out on business so quickly?"
Wan Feng smiled slightly. "I'm not from the factory. I'm visiting relatives. Where are you from, brother? Your accent sounds like you're from the south."
"Zhejiang Yuyao."
"Yuyao, the Yuyao with the Hemudu ancient cultural site?"
The other person's face immediately flushed: "Brother, do you know Hemudu?"
What the hell, it’s all in the textbooks, so what’s so strange about that?
Wan Feng nodded.
"I'm from Hemudu Town. The ruins are just a few miles away from my home. There's a museum there, and they plan to build a bigger one in a few years."
The other person's name was He Yongli, and the two chatted about Hemudu for a while. Wan Feng had never been to Hemudu, so he could only listen to the other person's detailed introduction to the history of Hemudu. He didn't know whether what He Yongli said was true or not.
"Brother, what factory do you work in?"
"I'm selling injection molding machines, and I don't know if I can do any business this time." When it came to business, He Yongli's rosy face faded a lot.
Injection molding machine, also known as injection molding machine or injection machine, is the main molding equipment that uses plastic molding molds to make plastic products of various shapes from thermoplastics or thermosetting plastics.
This seems a bit far-fetched. Even though Yuyao later became a famous plastic city in China and even the world, that was after 1994.
But now, injection molding machines appeared in 1980. Isn’t this a bit far-fetched?
The country was able to produce injection molding machines in the 1950s, but it seems to have nothing to do with Yuyao?
"What can the injection molding machines produced by your factory do?"
"Make a plastic box or a plastic bucket or something?"
"That's all you can do?"
He Yongli seemed a little embarrassed: "There are some other things I can do, but they are all just toys."
Plastic was still a rare thing for ordinary people in the 1980s. It was rarely seen in daily life. Even plastic film had not yet appeared.
However, within two or three years, when a number of national polypropylene enterprises begin production, plastic will flood into society and ordinary people's homes, and countless plastic products will emerge like mushrooms after rain.
This is also a business opportunity. Even if I can't do anything else, I can still make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year by making plastic barrels.
“Your products are not selling?”
"Alas! We are a town-run enterprise, not included in the national plan, so we can only find sales channels ourselves."
It’s the same thing as Gushan Machinery Factory.
"So how much does your machine cost?"
"There are two models, a large one that costs over 3,000, and a small one that costs over 1,500."
"If I buy your products, can you supply the raw materials?"
He Yongli shook his head.
No wonder it's not selling. Without the raw materials, who would buy this thing to look at as a painting? And it's not pretty.
"Brother He, please leave me your address and the phone number of your factory's supply and marketing department. Maybe I can help you promote it when I get back."
He Yongli didn't believe that Wan Feng could help them sell the machines, but writing a few words was not a difficult task.
He Yongli left Wan Feng the phone number and address of their factory's sales department.
This thing is just a reference for Wan Feng now. Just because it is not useful now does not mean it will not be useful in the future.
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