home, living room.

After Wang Qiang heard his mother talk about her unit, he immediately conceived the idea of buying the factory. The reason why I want to buy the factory where my mother works is, first of all, according to my mother, two or three factories, the site is estimated to be not too small, and the equipment should be relatively complete, but the number is relatively small. There were thirty or forty people, and they were basically journeymen. These are the things he needs most.

"Mom, is your boss in the factory?"

"Yes, he's in the factory all day long. ”

"I mean, you're on vacation today. ”

"I know, he is organizing the shipment, we are on holiday, and the shipment side does not rest. ”

It's much easier to do it if you're here, so let's talk about it directly.

Can you talk about it, Wang Qiang always feels that there are some things to try, even if the boss of this factory does not show the intention of selling, the matter is man-made, or the matter is money, as long as the money is in place, I believe that the other party should be willing to sell the factory, right?

The mother sighed, "Why are you asking this?"

Wang Qiang smiled and said his thoughts, "Mom, how about I say I bought your factory?"

Hearing this, my mother was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, continued to sew the soles with needlework, and said in her mouth: "Our boss didn't think about selling the factory, what did you take to buy it? Besides, who cares after buying it, let me? I can't do it, it's okay to ask me to help sew, forget about it, even if you buy it, the villagers, they are lazy, you don't say a good word, you can't tell how to be poked in the backbone behind your back, Qiangzi, I know you are filial, and you want to buy it to make me easier, but it's really unnecessary." ”

Half of the reason is that I really want to make it easier for my mother.

The other half is because Wang Qiang looks at the rise of the home textile industry, or the rise of the Haitong home textile industry.

"Someone is in charge, Aunt Xiaoqin, she promised to help me. ”

"Huh?"

"Mom, take me to your factory to have a look, okay?"

The mother hesitated, but agreed. Wang Qiang did not immediately go out to push the motorcycle, but ran to the bedroom three-door cabinet, opened the lock, turned out the suitcase from the inside, and then opened the lock of the suitcase, a lot of money appeared in front of him, more than one million arcade machines were sold, and the box was still free, like this 24-inch suitcase, at most about three million hundred yuan bills. He directly counted 500,000 yuan and put it in his briefcase, then said hello to Lu Junjun and went out with his mother.

……

It's not too far.

It's about five minutes to get to the north path.

Wang Qiang sent his mother to work before, but he was familiar with it, but he hadn't been in it, and he didn't know how big it was.

There was no doorman at the gate, Wang Qiang glanced at it, and felt that it was necessary to add doormen or security after buying the factory.

The car drove to the carport behind the guard's room and stopped, and Wang Qiang took a closer look inside.

After getting out of the car, my mother pointed to the first workshop and said, "This is the pre-treatment workshop, and we are also in it." ”

"The door is open, can you go in and have a look?" Wang Qiang did not go to the boss for the first time, but wanted to inspect the environment.

"It's okay, just look at it, we don't care about those in the factory. Mother led the way.

Indeed, in the current era, many factories have no rules and regulations, and even commuting time is very free, just talk to the manager.

As soon as he walked inside, Wang Qiang saw a foreign needle machine and rows of strange-shaped machines and large wooden boxes were placed, needless to say, the foreign needle machine must be used to turn the sewing, as for the function of the strange-shaped machine Wang Qiang didn't know, before he had time to ask curiously, a man in front of him came over and said loudly: "Cheng Lin, aren't you going home? Why are you here again?"

"Old Cui. The mother smiled and said hello, did not answer positively, but pointed to Wang Qiang and said: "This is my son Wang Qiang, Qiangzi, he is the workshop director of the pre-processing workshop, Lao Cui." ”

Lao Cui was about fifty years old, and he took the initiative to say, "Hello Xiao Wang." ”

"Hello Uncle Cui. Wang Qiang was very polite, and then asked casually: "What are these machines for?"

Lao Cui didn't think much about it at all, but thought that Wang Qiang was curious, and said casually: "There is desizing, there is refining, bleaching and whitening." ”

"Oh, thanks. Wang Qiang roughly understands the role of this workshop.

After a few more glances, he said goodbye to Lao Cui and came to the second workshop.

According to the mother, the second workshop belongs to the dyeing and printing workshop, and the two departments are together. Dyeing includes roll dyeing, dip dyeing and pad dyeing, and the factory here is relatively small, only roll dyeing and dip dyeing. Printing is actually partial dyeing, which is just the formation of patterns or patterns on the fabric.

Especially in the east, there is a small laboratory, according to what his mother said, it seems to be a color match or something, Wang Qiang doesn't remember it too much.

Then there is the third workshop, which includes the baking, washing, finishing and even rolling and packaging procedures.

After looking at the three workshops, Wang Qiang was curious: "Mom, what about the four-piece suit? Don't you make a four-piece suit?"

"Do it. The mother replied.

Wang Qiang blinked, "But you don't have a place to make a four-piece suit." ”

"Oh, you said this. Mother smiled Yingying explained: "Our boss didn't get it in order to save money, and after the fabric was done, all of them were taken to each household for others to make, how much does it cost to make a bunch of pillowcases, how much does it cost to make a set of quilt covers and sheets." ”

Wang Qiang sweated for a while, this boss's idea is quite advanced, saying that Dieshiqiao has not used this mode of saving the factory for the time being, but he didn't expect the boss of the mother's factory to find out, this model has an advantage, it does not occupy the factory, there is no need to produce its own equipment, and the cost is relatively small.

It's just that there are also disadvantages, the disadvantage is that the group of housewives are not regular workers in the factory, and they may not dare to give up at any time, and there is another one, if the factory needs a large number of orders, you can let her work overtime, outsourced workers?

The most important point is that the quality of working at home is not the same as working in the factory, the quality of working at home will be relatively poor, no one supervises, and sometimes some places are fooled and passed.

After reading the three workshops, Wang Qiang summed up that the factory is not big, but although the sparrows are small, they are worth starting.

But how much should I pay for it?

He didn't have a number in his heart, so he called Wang Xiaoqin to inquire, and Wang Xiaoqin reported a number after listening, 350,000.

Wang Qiang weighed it in his heart, 350,000 may not be able to be taken, and it is estimated that the price will be increased.

After having counted, he said to his mother, "Mom, take me to see your boss." ”

The mother belched, pointed to the front and said, "Just over the warehouse in front, he is probably organizing the delivery." ”

Wang Qiang hummed and walked forward.

A minute later, I saw the owner of the factory, a middle-aged man of nearly forty years old, named Xiang Mingyu.

Xiang Mingyu was personally carrying a large wooden box with a porter and trying to stuff it into the heavy truck.

Wang Qiang didn't bother, but waited until Xiang Mingyu finished moving the box before he stepped forward and said hello: "Hello Boss Xiang, my name is Wang Qiang." ”

Cheng Lin walked up and introduced, "My son." ”

"Yo Chenglin, is your son so old?" Xiang Mingyu smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Wang Qiang looked at the porters around him and whispered, "Can you take a step to speak?"

"Tell me something, I'm busy. Xiang Mingyu waved his hand and refused.

Wang Qiang frowned, so he had to lower his voice and said, "I want to buy your factory." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Mingyu suddenly turned his head sideways, his face full of surprise!

What do you say? Are you going to buy my factory?

"You?" Xiang Mingyu smiled dumbly, not to mention anything else, his factory is still worth two or three hundred thousand, if your family is really rich, will you let your mother come to the factory to do a job with a daily salary of eight yuan?

Wang Qiang smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

Xiang Mingyu didn't talk to him again, but looked at Cheng Lin, "Cheng Lin, what's the matter?"

Before the mother could speak, Wang Qiang patted Xiang Mingyu on the shoulder, pointed to the briefcase that had just opened the zipper, Nunu mouth, and motioned to look inside.

Xiang Mingyu suddenly sighed, a little dumbfounded.

Money.

It's full of money.

A bundle of 100-dollar bills with blue flowers!