Aren’t I starting to worry about other people’s things again?
"If you can afford to order 100 units, that's fine, but don't expect them all to be shipped at once. It'll take a month to make 100 units."
"That's not a problem. I'll ship it in two batches. Just make twenty for me first. I'll ship the first batch first, and then the second batch."
Twenty machines is not a big problem. There are six or seven in the yard now, so we can use them together.
"That tape recorder of yours is quite interesting. How much is it?"
"You don't even have tape recorders in the South, do you? Smuggling is really rampant in your area."
"I'm just asking. I've dealt with that stuff before, so if you want me to make some for you."
"Haha, no, those are all parallel-imported stuff, they're not safe. If you can get me a color TV, I'll keep it for myself to watch."
"You should have said it earlier. I'm not bragging. If there's a need, there's nothing I can't get. Whether it's running in the sky, swimming in the sea, or walking on the land, there's nothing I can't get."
"Really?"
"you say!"
"Get me a passenger plane tomorrow."
Zhang Shiqian's face turned black: "Fuck! You're just arguing with your northern dialect."
"Have you contacted our factory?"
"No, I saw you when I first arrived."
Wan Feng got up and went to the factory to explain to Xiao Dexiang about Zhang Shiqian's request for goods.
"Go to the accounting department and pay the money."
"Hey, can I use a money order?"
"Then you have to ask the accountant. This has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Shiqian went to the accounting department to negotiate.
Zhang Hai happened to walk over and asked, "Is that the guy who sold us the shoe-making machine? He looks quite similar to me."
"It seems your eyesight isn't too blurry yet. Congratulations on getting the answer right!"
"What is this guy doing here?"
"Buy a ton of ours and sell it south!"
Zhang Hai's eyebrows lit up with joy: "If this guy can open up the southern market, wouldn't we have another way out?"
"Don't dream. He can only sell a hundred of them at most."
Zhang Hai didn't understand: "Why?"
Wan Feng didn't explain. If Zhang Hai had understood, he might have been depressed.
Why? As soon as the one-ton flip machine gains a foothold in the southern construction market, imitations will appear within a few days. Will Zhang Shiqian still come to buy the product if there are imitations?
That's obviously impossible. At least he can save a lot of money on transportation.
Even if Wahou Machinery Factory had a patent, what could it do? In the 1980s and 1990s, a patent was just a few words on a piece of paper, nothing more.
Wan Feng returned to his stall, where someone was already asking about the price of Zhang Xian's tape recorder.
"Wholesale is 150, retail is 180, and the tape recorder is 40 each."
So Wan Feng opened the shop, and soon sold two tape recorders at retail prices.
As long as you buy two or more, he will give you the wholesale price. Unfortunately, I only buy them for my own listening and have never met a dealer.
At this rate, he won’t be able to sell all twenty tape recorders in a day.
This doesn't seem to work. He can't just sit here selling tape recorders every day, right?
In this way, he doesn't have to do anything else during the day and can just sell tape recorders for fun.
After the mobile home was built, he rented a small house and hired someone to sell these tape recorders to him.
Fortunately, Zhang Guangchong appeared and then Wen Tan also appeared.
Is today a good day to get together with friends?
Wan Feng seemed to have not seen these two guys for some time.
Sometimes when they came to buy goods and Wan Feng was not around, Luan Feng would pay for them.
"Hey, why did you bring this thing outside to sell?" Zhang Guangchong asked in confusion.
"Now that I have the red book, of course I can sell it openly. This time I can sell my tape recorders to stores. Go back and sell them to the stores in your town. You can also sell Wentan to the stores in your county. Today, you two will be responsible for reimbursing the sales of these tape recorders, so I don't have to squat here like a peddler."
Zhang Guangchong had no objection since he was close, so he went home anyway. Wen Tan was at a loss for words: "Xiao Wan, I still need to get my shoes. I can't get them back even if I take this!"
"Then Wentan, I think you should buy a car."
"Buy a car? I can't afford it for now."
Wan Feng began to promote his barely-there tricycle: "Our factory is about to launch a tricycle. It's a bit longer and wider than the one I ride. It runs on diesel and can travel about 40 kilometers an hour. How about three or four thousand yuan?"
Wen Tan was still considering it, but Zhang Guangchong perked up when he heard it. "Where is it? I can buy one. It can run 40 kilometers per hour from Haiyanghong to here, which is 130 miles away, in two hours. How convenient!"
“It hasn’t been built yet!”
"Ah? It hasn't been made yet! Then what are you kidding me about?"
"Maybe I'll make it next time I come, seriously!"
In fact, it doesn’t take long to build a prototype car, and it doesn’t take long to finalize it, but it is troublesome to undergo the above inspections.
Fortunately, the country is still in a blank period in this regard, so it is much simpler. If it takes a few years, there will be more troubles with both catalogs and sequences.
At that time, it was possible that the testing could not be completed even in two or three months.
"Actually, I've wanted to buy a car for a long time. I've been thinking about your four-wheeled car for a long time. The only thing is that it's too slow. It can't even run 50 miles in an hour at full speed. If you can make a car that can run 70 or 80 miles, I'll definitely buy it." Zhang Guangchong vowed.
"If it can run 70 to 80 miles and costs three to four thousand yuan, I would also consider buying one." Wen Tan also expressed his opinion.
It's more than 600 miles from Huaiyuan to Hongya. Not only does he have to change buses once during the journey, but there are also weight limits for picking up goods back and forth. If he carries more than that, he has to pay extra, which is very inconvenient.
If he had a car, he would rather spend a day running here and then running back the next day than take a bus.
At least you can have some freedom.
Now that there is a demand, Wan Feng is ready to start designing the tricycle.
Zhang Guangchong took away ten of the tape recorders that Wan Feng had placed here.
In the past, he would take one or two recorders back to sell every now and then, but he would never have any left. Now that Wan Feng's recorder has a license, he is even more daring to take it. He doesn't believe that he won't be able to sell it if he puts it on display publicly.
Wen Tan only took two and a bag of shoes and asked Xiao Jun to deliver them to Gushan.
Ever since Xiao Jun discovered that sending guests to Gushan was more profitable than hauling bricks, he became less interested in hauling bricks, but he still didn't want to throw away the bricks.
This guy came up with a compromise plan, hauling bricks in the morning and seeing off guests in the afternoon.
He can earn eleven dollars by pulling two carts of bricks, and he can make the same amount of money by delivering a few trips in the afternoon without having to do any work, so why not?
Wan Feng concluded that once the tricycle was manufactured, Xiao Jun would definitely buy one, and if the tractor was not good at pulling bricks, he would hire someone to do it.
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