Time flies and it is November.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and some places have even seen a little snow.
But in this season, the snow melts as soon as it hits the ground and cannot stand at all.
Recently, due to the decrease in autumn harvest, food has become a hot commodity on the black market.
Even the two thousand kilograms of cornmeal that Xu Xiangyang provided every day were beginning to fall short of demand.
Fine grains such as rice are even more popular, but because the prices have risen so high, they are still slightly inferior to coarse and fine grains.
After unloading the cargo that night, Xu Xiangyang said to Qian Wenqing, "Grain is selling well recently, and we have always had it, but we can only sell 2,000 kilograms of fine grains a day. There is no limit on cornmeal."
"Why?" Qian Wenqing was stunned when he heard this. The price of fine grains was the highest, and rice had risen to one yuan and thirty, almost one yuan and fifty cents per catty.
Of course, this is the price without a ticket.
Even if you have tickets, you can’t buy them now, and the food stores have started to limit the quantity.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at him and said, "Grain is expensive, but we have to be low-key. The city center only sells 3,000 kilograms of fine grain every day. If we sell more, won't we make others jealous?"
It's like this for those who work in the black market. If they want to make money, they have to be safe.
Unless you sell once today, you won’t sell tomorrow.
But what they seek is long-term and stable development; being too radical will lead to being targeted.
The bird that sticks its head out gets shot down; the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
Everyone understands this principle.
After hearing him say this, Qian Wenqing stopped asking questions.
Anyway, Xu Xiangyang is the boss, so he just does whatever others say.
After finishing these things, Xu Xiangyang stayed in the room alone.
In fact, letting them control the sales volume of grain is also for the good of everyone.
In addition to being targeted, you also need to pay attention to the above.
The price of food must not be inflated. It is difficult to fill our stomachs now, and we cannot allow people to buy food at exorbitant prices.
Although the price of fine grains in other districts has risen to 1.5 yuan, it is still 1.3 yuan per catty here.
You can't make money by doing hard work.
Now, apart from the garment factory, Xu Xiangyang doesn't have much to do.
Qian Wenqing is watching over the black market, and he has enough people under him.
As for further development, he is not considering it for the time being.
It is already very difficult to make money at this time. If you think more, you are just greedy.
After all, there is Mr. Jiang in Xicheng District, and there are other people in other districts as well.
Besides, no one else in other places is as passive as Mr. Jiang. Xu Xiangyang thinks he does not have the ability to make people listen to what he says.
People are only tempted when they see benefits. What’s the point of doing business without benefits?
Will others give you the opportunity to get rich for no reason?
For example, if someone comes to sell things on your own territory, would you agree?
What's more, even if they are willing to cooperate, I'm afraid the conditions are too high and unnecessary.
His business is doing pretty well now, so he just needs to run it slowly in the future.
How much money you save depends on fate, we’ll talk about it later.
At the end of November, Xu Xiangyang was called away by Director Liao.
"Director Liao." He came to the office. The projects here were probably almost completed, so everyone was about to leave.
Director Liao nodded and said, "Xiao Xu, how's the garment factory doing lately? When can it officially start operations?"
Because I have too much work, I haven't talked about this with Xu Xiangyang for a long time.
Xu Xiangyang replied, "I want to wait until after the Chinese New Year before starting work, because it's so close and we'll need to take a holiday. Preparing New Year gifts for others might cost more."
This is not only from the perspective of a businessman, but also something that a factory manager needs to consider.
Although he doesn't need to pay for the expenses here, he still has to cook the food.
Director Liao didn't say anything. He glanced at the desk calendar and saw that it was already December.
It’s okay to wait until early February to start work.
"Do you have any other difficulties at work? If so, please let me know and the organization will definitely help you solve them."
Hearing this, Xu Xiangyang thought about it and decided not to refuse at this time, so he said, "Captain Liao, I need to find some workers first, and it's time to pull our equipment back."
Equipment is the main tool, of course, sewing machines are still used now.
But these things are in large quantities, and there are other things that are also needed.
Director Liao didn't ask any more questions. Since Xu Xiangyang was given this position, he would trust him completely.
The two of them studied it and then decided.
After the first one, someone will be sent to him, and he can handle the rest himself.
Xu Xiangyang went to the garment factory first and happened to pass by.
There is no one here except two gatekeepers.
The factory had been cleaned a long time ago, and someone had been cleaning it for the past half month.
However, when Xu Xiangyang was about to leave, he suddenly discovered that the back door of the warehouse had been opened.
It's still locked, of course, but the lock is different.
I don’t know if it was a psychological reason, but he walked over and tried it with his own key, but it didn’t open?
He was stunned, then used a small wire to poke the lock, opened the door, and found that the wooden boards that were originally fixed at the back were all gone.
Xu Xiangyang looked at this scene and didn't get anxious. He just locked the door.
Then he left the factory.
Looking at the calm expressions of the two gatekeepers, he knew that they were probably unaware of the situation.
So who opened the door and changed the lock?
Xu Xiangyang pursed his lips, then got on his bike and left.
On the way, he kept wondering what this door was for.
No one else has the key to the door lock except me.
Did they go to all this trouble to remove the back door, just for fun? He wouldn't believe it.
But who is behind this?
Xu Xiangyang had no idea what to do, so this was the only way.
When I got home, I hadn't even sat down on the stool when I heard someone knocking on the door.
He couldn't help but sigh. Are they all watching when he will come home?
After opening the door, Xu Xiangyang was stunned when he saw the person coming. "Captain Sun? You are such a rare guest. Come in."
Sun Youxin had a smile on his face, and a boy of about eighteen or nineteen was following behind him.
They look a bit alike, they should be relatives, or sons?
Xu Xiangyang didn't know much about Sun Youxin's family situation, so he didn't ask.
Sun Youxin followed him into the room, sat down, and said, "Director Xu, I'm sorry to bother you without notifying you in advance."
"What are you talking about?" Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "Captain Sun is here. My humble home is so prosperous. Why are you bothering me?"
He looked at the kind smile on the face of the person opposite him and became even more confused.
Logically speaking, Sun Youxin would not take the initiative to look for him now, especially since he has not mentioned the black market yet.
Another thing is that Xu Xiangyang also felt that it was not a good idea to bring it up now. What if this person had some sense of justice and he was just looking for trouble.
Isn't this just giving someone a handle? He would only do that if he had a puncture in his head.
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