061 The Man Who Smashes the Garment Factory with Money (Ask for Recommendation Votes!Ask for Collection!)

"Captain Liu, didn't you just take away 5,000 sets not long ago? As long as there is a leader's note, I won't stop ......."

Faced with Liu Fuwang and the two of them coming again, Wang Xinmin, the director of Jiangnan Garment Factory, was very helpless.

These clothes can't be sold, so can they get them back and distribute them to the members?

Can you use so much?

"Director Wang, there is no leader this time, we will buy them all. Liu Chunlai was a little surprised, is his father really famous?

Even Daddy knows that he is the captain.

However, when I think about it, it is not surprising that in the past, the garment factory in the village was divided into planning tasks from the Jiangnan garment factory.

"Buy, why are you buying this? It's cheap, but it's useless. There are nearly 30,000 sets in the factory!" Wang Xinmin reminded the other party, "If it could be sold, it would have been sold a long time ago." The factory has not paid wages for ten months, and the cadres and workers are on vacation......"

"Didn't you say that all the work clothes could be processed for just over 80,000 yuan?" Liu Chunlai did not answer.

Don't let the other person know.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be their business.

What's more, Liu Chunlai is also ready to swallow up the Jiangnan Garment Factory, which is facing bankruptcy.

In the early days, he made clothing, and later developed to a certain extent to enter leather manufacturing, maybe one day he could also run away with his sister-in-law, and then let countless small traders selling leather products promote his reputation.

"Yes, the county finance can't come up with the money, and the factory has not paid wages for ten months, so this batch of clothing was given to the factory for processing. ”

Wang Xinmin is not hiding anything.

Hearing this, Liu Chunlai put the travel bag in his hand on Wang Xinmin's desk.

Under the gaze of several people, the money was directly taken out from the inside.

A stack of great unity, 1000 pieces.

A stack.

Another stack of ......

Liu Fuwang watched his son take out the money from his pocket, stood up suddenly, and saw that there was really a lot of money in the bag, and his eyes were straight.

In particular, Liu Chunlai moved very slowly, putting stacks on the table one by one.

Captain Liu has been a village cadre for decades, where has he ever seen so much money?

Breathing became rapid.

Wang Xinmin was not affected by the money, and the salary in the factory was not thousands?

However, Liu Chunlai kept taking money out, which made him realize that the other party was not joking, "Don't regret it!"

Liu Fuwang wanted to yell, "Lao Tzu regrets it now!" and then hugged all the money.

"Goo~"

Captain Liu swallowed his saliva angrily.

"Director Wang, I heard that there are 27,000 sets left, we want them all, this is a deposit of 8,000 yuan, the county gave 5,000 sets before, the price is 20,000 yuan, we can't follow this......" Liu Chunlai put 8,000 yuan on the table, and then lifted the still full travel bag and put it on the ground before speaking.

Wang Xinmin frowned, "Are you planning to deduct 20,000 yuan? The county is doing this, and we have no right to interfere, but the cost of this batch of work clothes and materials is more than 60,000 yuan." ”

"Deduct 10,000 yuan, and the remaining 27,000 sets will be given to us at a price of 70,000 yuan, which is still the total cost. Liu Chunlai shook his head.

The county is obviously not authentic.

The people in the garment factory did not have that kind of aggressiveness, so they went to sell work clothes in the county seat and surrounding towns.

I never thought of going far to the mountain city, not even the city.

"It can be. As long as 80,000, we can solve the current salary and other problems. Wang Xinmin nodded in approval of this plan.

After 8 yuan, for a garment factory with more than 100 sewing machines and nearly 200 workers, 80,000 yuan is only to make up for the previous ten months' wages.

As for the materials that should be given to the textile mill?

Originally, it was a planned transfer, not a cost.

What's next?

It has nothing to do with the leaders.

If the factory goes bankrupt, whether it is a government department or a higher-level official department, they will be arranged.

"However, I have a request, if it is okay, we can sign the contract today. Liu Chunlai stopped Wang Xinmin's hand that stretched out to take the money.

Wang Xinmin was stunned.

Liu Fuwang almost applauded loudly.

He couldn't see the money given to others, he pulled all the way, and he didn't touch it.

"The factory had to help change all the pants. Of course, it is not in vain, and each pair of pants will be subject to a processing fee of one cent and a half. ”

Liu Chunlai's request made Wang Xinmin breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he asked people to find Sun Xiaoyu, the chief technical engineer in the factory.

"Are you sure you can change it like this? It can't be sold now......" Sun Xiaoyu looked at the drawings handed over by Liu Chunlai, and his small eyes widened.

If you are younger, you may feel cute.

It's a pity that Chief Engineer Sun in front of him is almost fifty years old and is about to retire.

Liu Chunlai was a little disappointed, the chief technical engineer in charge of products in a factory, without any knowledge, how can he survive?

"Mr. Sun, I'm pretty sure. A processing fee of three cents per pair of pants. The sewing workers in the garment factory are much better than our small factory, and if they are fast, they can make more than 60 pieces a day......"

Liu Chunlai reduced the output of Tian Li and others a lot.

It is to tell each other how much money the skilled women can earn in a day.

"Can you do it?" Wang Xinmin asked Sun Xiaoyu.

Sun Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, "You can do it, but these pants are so ......"

"That's fine. It seems that a lot of fabric is going to be added? This ......" Wang Xinmin made a decision.

The price given by Liu Chunlai is appropriate, and the fabric should be added on both sides of the trouser legs, which is also the cost.

"Cut from the top of the clothes, on this drawing, how to cut the clothes to save materials, there are also instructions. If I can, I hope to sign the contract immediately, start work today, trouble everyone to work overtime tonight, tomorrow morning we will pull, every pair of pants, I will add three cents of processing fees......" Liu Chunlai is not nonsense.

Throw money at it.

remembered that Liu Fuwang was in a hurry on the side, and kept giving Liu Chunlai a look, but the latter didn't pay attention to him at all.

"That's what you said!" Wang Xinmin was overjoyed.

There are more than 100 workers in the factory, who come every now and then to ask for money, or ask every day when they can resume work.

You don't need to give more money to solve the current problem.

"Director Wang, you can not believe us, but here is a deposit of 8,000 yuan. Liu Chunlai pushed the money to Wang Xinmin.

So, Wang Xinmin immediately asked the accountant to come and get the money, and at the same time arranged for someone to notify the workers to come back to collect the money and start processing.

"Factory director, these pants ......" Sun Xiaoyu looked at all this, and her brows were completely twisted together.

What the hell can this be called pants?

"What if you don't do it? If they are happy, otherwise, you will find money to pay everyone's salary? According to their coming, this time the lathe worker will add a pair of pants and a dime...... "Wang Xinmin doesn't care so much."

Just give money.

So many overalls, piled up with mold in the warehouse, can be exchanged for money, solve the wages of the workers, and he can go to other places to take office.

Sun Xiaoyu had no choice but to do her own thing.

"Spring is coming, money is not spent like this, this directly uses money to smash people......" As soon as it came out, Liu Fuwang was in pain.

The son's method of smashing people with money is too capitalist.

Still, he wanted to.

I dreamed of it.