The factory is located in Futian District, a district filled with small and medium-sized enterprises. The entire street used to be lined with all kinds of factories, producing all sorts of things.
If you can't find all the necessary raw materials on this street, go to the factory area on the street ahead; you'll definitely find them there.
This is Shenzhen's biggest advantage: the cement roads here are brand new, and you can tell they were only paved a few years ago. You can see dogs being kept in the factories, and you can often hear various barking sounds.
Lu Feng rolled down the car window and looked outside. Some of the factory walls were not high, and they were lined up in rows, looking more like workshops. The gate of a lumber mill in front opened, and a man in his thirties came out carrying luggage, his face full of anger.
"You try not paying me your salary!"
"Let me tell you, with your work attitude, you expect a salary? Bah! You wouldn't even survive in Futian District!" The boss chased after them and yelled.
Two dogs followed behind, wagging their tails and barking wildly.
"I can't stand it? We'll see how things unfold. Let me tell you, you're not getting a single penny back." The man said, walking towards the factory next door, patting the large iron gate, and shouting, "Hiring?"
This one didn't work, so he took a picture of the door of the next one. By the fifth one, the door opened, and the man had found a new job. He would probably move into the new dormitory soon and start working in no time.
Lu Feng knew that there were many job opportunities in Shenzhen, but he didn't expect it to be so easy to find a job in such a place. Compared to the rest of the country, if the iron rice bowl of state-owned enterprises, which is about to collapse, is like an autumn with withered branches and yellow leaves, then these row of factories in Shenzhen are like spring, showing boundless tender green.
In his previous life, Lu Feng took a course for a period of time to dissect why the collapse theory triggered by the economic collapse of the 1990s did not become a reality.
The international community is pessimistic, with top experts saying things are going to go wrong, compounded by the financial crisis.
When Lu Feng was called on to answer this question in that class, he couldn't answer it. But now, looking at the rows of factory buildings, these small factories with a few hundred people, where people come and go at any time, he seems to have found a little answer.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoyan sensed that something was off with Lu Feng and asked, "Is this place not suitable?"
"Mr. Lu, small factories with a few hundred employees are all like this, the kind with independent factory buildings, office buildings, canteens, workshops, and warehouses. Those are large enterprises with thousands of employees, and the price is much higher. They are really impressive."
Qian Nana thought Lu Feng disliked the place because it was too shabby and didn't look very high-end, so she hurriedly explained.
"No, it's just that I think the workers here are pretty arrogant." Lu Feng turned his gaze away.
The car stopped in front of a factory. There was an archway made of stainless steel frame at the entrance, with the words "Pretty Girl Cosmetics" written on it. With the wind and rain, the stainless steel surface had peeled off and looked rusty.
The factory's facade is better than the surrounding ones, appearing much larger.
Qian Nana peeked through the crack in the door and said, "Let's wait a bit, they might not be here yet."
Jiang Xiaoyan looked around. The environment here was so-so, with noise constantly coming from various factory buildings. Compared to Jiafeng Electronics' factory, it was simply incomparable.
"What's wrong?" Lu Feng noticed that she was frowning slightly.
"It's a bit run-down. I thought it would be a big factory with hundreds of employees, like Jiafeng Electronics." Jiang Xiaoyan muttered, "It's just a little smaller than Jiafeng Electronics. It feels like just a dilapidated yard."
Lu Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard her words. The factory only cost about three million yuan to buy, and the most expensive part was the machinery inside. Jiafeng Electronics' factory was worth three hundred million yuan.
The difference is enormous!
If an ordinary person could own such a large factory, they would already be considered wealthy. If they lived a peaceful and stable life without causing any trouble, they could be relocated in a dozen years or so and receive a dozen or so apartments and several storefronts. They wouldn't have to do anything and would be worth hundreds of millions.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, an old man rode over on a bicycle, carrying a large bunch of keys in his hand. As he stopped the bicycle, they jingled.
"Who wants to rent the factory?" The old man sized up the three men.
“We’ll rent it. There’s a cosmetics production line here, right?” Jiang Xiaoyan asked hurriedly.
"Yes, the last one was a cosmetics company. They owed too much rent and couldn't pay it back, so they gave me their production line as collateral." The old man said, looking for his keys. After a while, he opened the door and said, "If you use the production line, the rent will definitely be higher. This factory is fully equipped, and the office is nicely decorated. Come in and take a look."
Lu Feng and his two companions went inside. The courtyard wasn't very big, but it was clean. Although the place was small, it had everything you needed, from warehouses and workshops to offices and security rooms.
After looking around, Lu Feng asked, "If this workshop were to operate at full capacity, what would its output be?"
"I'm not really sure about that. You can see these machines. The rent is on an annual basis. Renting just the factory building costs 100,000 a year. If you rent the production line as well, it's 250,000 a year. You also need to pay a deposit. This machine is very expensive. It was used to offset more than a million yuan in rent back then," the old man said seriously.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand a year?" Jiang Xiaoyan exclaimed.
When the old man and Qian Nana saw how agitated she was, they assumed the price had been raised and was unacceptable. The old man's factory had been vacant for several months and he also wanted to rent it out as soon as possible.
Moreover, at 25 yuan a year, it is indeed the most expensive on this street.
Qian Nana still wants to rent this place because the production line and everything else are already set up, saving her the trouble of renting an empty factory and having to deal with renting machines and finding people. All of these tasks will be hers to handle.
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