They spent thousands of yuan on everything from making molds to purchasing cement and sand to set up this cement factory, not counting labor costs. If they can't sell a single piece, they will lose a lot of money.
This is also the reason why they are anxious.
Although the other party was the culprit that caused them to lose the market, they now gave them a way out. Zheng Laosan couldn't accept it for a while.
Judging from the price offered by Wan Feng, Zheng Laosan is now sure that this "milk" Huangzi is not fooling people, and he really wants to buy their products.
Although the price of 7 cents is a bit lower than the market price, it is still higher than the minimum profit bottom line. At this price, they can still make a lot of profit.
"My...brother, the market price is more than eight cents a piece. Is your price lower than zero?"
Any benefit you can get is a benefit; this is the true nature of business.
Wan Feng sneered, "Brother Zheng, you're right. Cement tiles are indeed more than 8 cents a piece on the market, but as I said just now, I'm a businessman. If I don't make a little profit, I'm just talking nonsense. I'll give you 7 cents to ensure that you can support yourselves and have a surplus. At the same time, I'll make some money too. This is how everyone makes money. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"
Zheng Laosan thought about it and realized that if people didn't make any money doing this, they would be bored.
"Also, the 7 cents price doesn't mean you just produce the tiles and leave them alone. You are responsible for delivering the tiles to the construction site."
"What? And I have to deliver it to the construction site?"
This seems to add a little more shipping cost.
"Are you going to do it or not? In a word, now is not the time to bargain." Wan Feng blocked the road with just one sentence. The farthest place from this place was only a few miles away from the street, and they could afford to be responsible for the transportation.
"I need to discuss this with the villagers."
"Ten minutes. If there's no result in ten minutes, forget it."
Zheng Laosan turned around and hid far away to discuss with the people in the front kiln, leaving only Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong here.
The two men leaned against the brick pile, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. "Brother, is this okay? Isn't this stealing our own market?"
"Brother, isn't this just a stopgap measure? Our tile factory's current production capacity won't allow us to produce 150,000 tiles by the end of the contract. Even if we run at full capacity now, we can only produce a little over 30,000 tiles a month. I calculated that there's a shortfall of about 30,000 tiles."
"Didn't we only sign a production contract for 100,000 pieces?"
Yijian has a demand for fifteen tiles this year, but it seems they only signed for 100,000 tiles when they signed the contract last time.
Wan Feng chuckled, "That's because we can't afford it. Now that we can, why not take it? We can just sign another contract later and it'll be over. Of course, we have to earn money ourselves."
Xia Qiulong's eyes lit up: "You're thinking of them?"
"I just thought of it on the spur of the moment. When Zheng Laosan and his team also started producing cement tiles, I thought of this plan. It not only fills our gap but also makes money. Isn't this perfect? And these tiles still include your hard work compensation."
Xia Qiulong took a deep puff of his cigarette.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You're spinning so fast." He paused and continued, "But if we let them fill the gap this year, what about next year? When our own production increases next year, are we still going to use their products?"
"I'm only thinking about this year, next year, and the year after that. But even if we continue to use their products next year, it wouldn't be bad either. After all, we still make a profit of two cents per dollar. Isn't it like picking it up for free? What's wrong with that? Besides, the initiative is in our hands. We can take it if we want or not. Everything is under our control."
"I don't understand your thoughts anymore."
"Haha, big brother, the world of Jianghu in the future is all about money. Fighting and killing are just a supplementary means of making money. Don't use these means lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. The country's laws are not there to be seen. Joining the underworld may bring you glory for a while, but it will never bring you glory forever. From now on, you should lead your brothers to do honest work. There is no future in being a gangster now."
China's vast territory is not a breeding ground for gangs. Even if you can be powerful for a period of time, you will eventually die.
From the once famous swords, guns and cannons of Longjiang Province to the big landlords of Lingji Province and even Liu Xiyong of Beiliao Province, as well as some people in the south who once dominated a city or a region, they were so powerful in their glory, but in the end, they were all in a mess.
The Communist Party does not tolerate any sand in its eyes.
Wan Feng had no idea how Zheng Laosan and his people discussed the matter. He had neither super hearing nor super vision, so he could neither hear nor see, but the fact that they could come to an agreement was a good thing.
"We accept your acquisition proposal." Zheng Laosan came back and said unwillingly.
Wan Feng was delighted, this was a smart choice.
"Brother Zheng, your words are a bit harsh. It seems that we are in a superior-subordinate relationship. This is not an acquisition, this is a cooperation. Remember, cooperation is an equal relationship, just like brothers. Since we are cooperating, we need to sign a simple agreement to avoid any problems. Is there any objection, Brother Zheng?"
Zheng Laosan was confused: "Signing a contract? I've never done that."
Asking for a pen, Wan Feng leaned over a table and quickly wrote out a contract.
The content of the contract is that Wanfeng has the sales rights for the cement tiles produced in the front kiln in 1980. The product pricing, quality requirements, transportation methods and compensation methods in case of errors are all written in black and white in the agreement.
After deliberation by both parties, fingerprints were pressed, one copy for each person.
"From now on, you can deliver tiles to the construction site. Yijian has a dedicated person to receive and invoice the goods. Brother Xia's people will supervise the construction site, so there won't be any mistakes in the quantity. As for settlement, the last day of each month is Yijian's settlement day. I will calculate the bill and settle it for you then. If you are worried that I will run away after the settlement, you can send someone to monitor me."
"Brother, I can see that although you are young, you should be a man of your word. I am assured of this."
Are you relieved now? In recent years, it's not uncommon to see people running away after settling accounts.
But just rest assured in me, I really have no intention of running away with the money.
Although the profit was less than expected, the product was salable. Zheng Laosan immediately became excited and immediately organized trucks to deliver tiles to the construction site. They were only two miles away from the construction site, and if there were enough products, they could make many deliveries.
After the two sides shook hands and expressed their pleasure in cooperating, Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong left.
If it weren't for Mrs. Xia going to check on the sewing machine and he was in a hurry to go back, Wan Feng would have planned to rip Zheng Laosan off and pay him back later.
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