It's funny to say.

Yang Guang began to secretly produce yo-yos for sale, but his son, who was just 14 years old, still liked the aluminum yo-yo designed and produced by Han Chudong.

Because the latter has a longer idle time and a better feel.

However, Boss Yang didn't care about this, he just wanted to make money, and he only thought about it so much when he was full.

It doesn't matter what the quality is, the retail price is less than half, and someone is willing to buy it.

And he can earn almost a dollar for every plastic yo-yo he wholesale, and he only needs some gasoline money for his own delivery, and the profit of 200% is amazing.

I just finished dinner tonight and was going to go out for a walk, but I was blocked when I was standing at the door.

Han Yigun stood in front of him with a smile and asked, "Yang Guangnian, the owner of the Guangnian Plastic Products Factory?"

Seeing this uniformed Ah sir, and then looking at the few young people behind Father Han, Boss Yang immediately smelled a bad smell, and looked at Han Chudong again, always feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

There was a wary expression in his expression, and his brows were slightly furrowed: "It's me, looking for me?"

"Well, it's not a big deal.

I came to inform you that if you dare to produce and sell that toy, yo-yo, then wait for prison dinner. He has already applied for a patent for the gadget he invented, which is considered an infringement case. ”

When Han's father said this, he didn't smile, he was obviously singing red-faced, and added: "With the evidence of infringement in your factory, you have to pay a fine, maybe you have to go in and squat for a while, get hundreds of hours of unpaid community service, etc., according to my intentions, you should be sued directly, but this reporter wants to talk to you first." ”

After saying that, he beckoned to Han Chudong, and he didn't give Boss Yang a chance to defend himself at all.

Over the years, the number of prisoners who have been tried under Han's father is not one thousand, but seven or eight hundred, and he knows very well how to crush the other party psychologically.

The army and the watermelon head also followed, with cameras in hand.

Before coming to find someone, they first went to the factory to fix the evidence, and secretly photographed it through the window, thinking that if they met someone who didn't know how to lift, they would directly find a way to send it in.

Anyway, standing on a high point, it is difficult to lose a lawsuit, and the United States has done a good job in copyright protection. It is not against the big conglomerates, the owners of small factories are just small factories, and it is difficult to make much waves.

It's not serious, but it's very tricky.

Boss Yang, who knew that he was at a loss, had a very ugly face at this time, and thought depressedly that he had just given birth and was caught, when did the efficiency of LAPD become so fast, and asked with a stiff neck:

"I don't know about the patent application for that toy, otherwise it would be reconciled like this, a total of only 700 were sold, and more than 600 dollars were earned, and they were all Chinese, and I spit out all the money I earned, and I won't sell it in the future." ”

"This money must be returned, but well, I didn't come here tonight for compensation, I just happened to be preparing to produce plastic magic balls, and you have production experience and factories.

If you are interested, we can cooperate, you can help me OEM production, only responsible for production, sales by my company, I will not pursue the previous infringement. ”

Han Chudong had already finished the draft, and he hoped that the middle-aged man in front of him would agree.

But it doesn't matter if it's rejected, you can still find the same type of factory nearby, but it's certain that you will delay for a while, and now the inventory at home has been completely emptied, and the extension of the production cycle means that you will lose some of your benefits.

After listening to it, Boss Yang thought about it, and after pondering some meaning, he asked rhetorically: "What, if I don't agree, are you going to pursue it?"

"No, no, no, then we will settle it amicably in another way, compensate, destroy the inventory of magic balls, and then go their separate ways. ”

After Han Chudong finished speaking, he sighed and said regretfully: "It's a pity, it is possible to sell hundreds of thousands of them in the American market alone, since you are not interested, then I will ask other manufacturers." ”

"You're going to produce hundreds of thousands? Wait! Come on, come sit down first, let's talk about it carefully......

Whether it can sell hundreds of thousands is another matter.

However, Han Chudong really wants to produce about 20,000 low-profile versions of plastic magic balls, since the higher-priced aluminum version can be sold, there is no reason to change to plastic materials and reduce the price to smash it in his hands.

Toy companies will be able to apply in a few days, and then they will recruit a group of new people to run around for sales, and now there are so few people under their hands, which is too informal and the sales speed is too slow.

I know that the wholesale price is one dollar and fifty cents, and I also know that I can sell 700 and earn more than 600 dollars.

Han Chudong's math is not bad, and he can calculate how much it costs to make yo-yos, and if it is replaced with nylon bearings, the cost can be reduced by a few cents.

On the premise of knowing Boss Yang's hole cards, the next thing is easy to discuss.

The idea of cooperation is finalized first, and the next step is to negotiate the price.

Boss Yang opened his mouth and said the offer of "eighty cents", which was directly cut to sixty cents by Han Chudong.

The reason why more is given is because the label pattern should be added to the yo-yo, and the packaging is more delicate, leaving Boss Yang almost ten cents of a profit.

At this moment.

After listening to the offer, Boss Yang sat in the living room smoking a cigarette, and kept silently calculating the profit in his mind.

His house is okay, with three rooms, and the decoration is relatively exquisite, which belongs to a little money, but not too rich.

looked at Han Chudong, who looked very young on the outside, and said with a sad face: "Sixty is low, if I am not careful, I will lose money, it is better to take a step back, seventy cents each." ”

Shake your head decisively.

Han Chudong told him: "The highest is sixty, and there is no way to talk about it, I know better than you how much that little toy costs."

You are responsible for production, advertising, sales, transportation and other costs are all owned by me, and you don't have to take risks at all to settle the accounts once a month. I want 20,000 ...... at the beginning 5,000, the patent is in my hands, and after the sales channel is done, it may be possible to sell so many in two or three days. ”

"That's a really ...... price Okay, let's produce according to the old patterns? I still have more than 2,000 in my warehouse, if I can, I'll take them all away, and I'll give me a few days to produce the rest. ”

Boss Yang's idea was to empty the warehouse, so that no one wanted it and couldn't take it out, so he smashed it in his own hands in vain.

Han Chudong felt that there was a problem with the design of that batch of goods, he had tried it before, but he could also sell it improvised, aluminum belongs to the high-end, this is more like a low-end goods, but there is still room for improvement, and the idling time is extended by changing the shape.

The aluminum yo-yo will continue to be sold, and the plastic one will also be put on the market, and if the sales are good in the future, there will be an end product between the positioning of the two products.

That's it for now.

Quickly finalize the cooperation, and let the army come to pick up the goods tomorrow.

On the way home, I happened to pass by near the vegetable market, and the girls from all over the country who were standing on the street were full of warblers and swallows, and suddenly saw an acquaintance, who was not Sun Laosan's slut.

I'm holding the hand of a fat girl, and I don't know what to talk to each other.

Originally, he had guessed where Sun Laosan spent the money he earned, but now Han Chudong can finally affirm his thoughts, sitting in the car and pretending not to see it, he smiled happily.

The area of the vegetable market is known as a "night market" in the vicinity, with both desperate stowaways and local women who want to make quick money.

Of course, Han Chudong didn't have any ideas, just thinking that when he saw Sun Laosan again, he would inevitably tease him a few words.

No wonder the master was not married at the age of the master, but he wanted to be a groom every night......