Chapter Sixty-Seven:'s Hands Tremble

I don't know who shouted first, "Da Ge!"

As soon as he shouted like this, everyone immediately found Zhou Da who was holding his head, and immediately pounced on him like a pack of hungry wolves.

"Da Ge, you're finally here! You promised me yesterday that you could give me fifteen hundred boxes, right?"

"Brother Da, I'm a biaozi, remember me? I want two thousand boxes, you must help!"

"Brother Da, we had dinner together, do you remember the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival the year before last? I want 5,000 boxes, I can't get my job, you must help!"

"......"

Zhou Da was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, and it was difficult to even take a step.

I think that when he was on the road, he could take the three fierce and thin monkeys to cut from south to north, and then from north to south, and no matter how many gangsters couldn't stop him, he was known as the "civil bulldozer"!

But now the "bulldozer" has become a "little yellow chicken" in seconds, and it is squeezed by these people to "whoop" and scream.

"I know you're in a hurry, but you've got to let me open the door first, right?"

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, why do you come up and take off my clothes? Don't drag it, I just bought this!"

"Eh, who tugged at my crotch, it hurt, it hurts, it hurts, it's the egg!

"Lao Li, I know you're in a hurry, but you don't need to kneel down and hug my thigh! Oh, you've been squeezed down?

To put it mildly, he finally rushed through a "bloody road", came to the door, took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, everyone rushed in.

Zhou Da's small dilapidated shop is only forty or fifty square meters, and there are a bunch of things piled up in a mess, and seventy or eighty people rush in at once, how can you stand it?

Bang Bang Bang!

The ashtrays, kettles, and so on on the table were all squeezed to the ground, and even his battle-hardened little broken fan was squeezed down and trampled on.

Zhou Da, who used to be one of the most ferocious gangsters on the street, now wants to call the police - this group of people is here to participate in the pre-sale, they are obviously here to smash the field!

In a hurry, he jumped on the table and shouted at these people, "Bosses, everyone calm down! Those who want to participate in the pre-sale are all lined up and register one by one! Don't squeeze any more, if you squeeze any more, my store will be ruined!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately shouted, "Da Ge, you just say how many boxes you can pre-sell at most, let's all want it!"

"Yes, as many as you want!"

Zhou Da said, "Everyone also knows that the production capacity of Morning Tea is there, to be honest, I don't know how much I can sell! But the boss of the sales department of Morning Tea is my brother, he said, as long as I count the pre-sale number and report it to him, he will let the factory produce at full capacity after he gets the data, and give priority to supplying our group of people when the goods are delivered.

Everyone, when you hear it, there is no limit to this pre-sale?

Then report it higher! We have to let the morning tea factory know how much demand our people have! Otherwise, the factory will underestimate our district, and what should we do if we will deliver less goods at that time?

"That's interesting! I want 5,000 boxes!" shouted the purchasing manager of a large bar.

"I want 6,000 boxes!"

"I want eight thousand boxes!"

Zhou Da shouted, "There is a bird for this report!

After shouting for a long time, the crowd finally quieted down a little, and barely lined up in two columns.

"Okay, then I'll register now! Everyone reports the number according to demand, the rules are like this, first look at how much everyone has reported, and then see how much each family has shared, and then the goods produced by the morning tea every day will be divided according to the proportion of each family!

"Alright, let's register quickly!" immediately urged impatiently.

Zhou Da jumped off the table and could finally start registering.

But now I realized that something was wrong.

The owner of the first registered boulder bar came up and shouted, "I want 20,000 boxes, register!"

Zhou Da raised his head and smiled bitterly, "Boss Zhao, 20,000 boxes is 300,000 bottles, when do you have to sell them? ”

As he spoke, Zhou Da took out a piece of paper with the account number written on it, "Oh, this is the account." ”

Boss Zhao's eyes widened when he heard this, and he felt greatly insulted.

"What do you mean, Zhou Da, I don't think I can afford to pay? 20,000 boxes of 300,000 bottles, is it 3 yuan a bottle? 900,000, I'll let people call me now!"

After speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the account number and sent it to the company's finances.

To be honest, for the owner who can open a bar of thousands of square meters in a busy road, 900,000 is really not a lot of money!

And the key thing is that Zhou Da just said that the rules for the delivery of morning tea in the future will be distributed according to the proportion of the pre-sale quantity. Boss Zhao is a shrewd person, and he immediately understands that if his order is small, there will not be much goods that can be allocated every day - and he will not look at how many peers come to grab the goods today.

Looking for the boss, he thought he was smart, but he didn't expect that there was anything smarter.

The second is the owner of HAKER Bar, who has three bars in the city, and the opening is 100,000 boxes!

"100,000 boxes, that's 100,000 boxes! 4.5 million, I've already told the finance, transfer the money immediately!"

Zhou Da was stunned!

Your bar business is good, and you don't need to order 100,000 boxes at once, right? If you give it to you, I'm afraid you'll have to rent a big warehouse, right?

But Boss Chen is adamant, he must have 100,000 boxes, and he has already let people fight for the money!

Is Boss Chen stupid? Of course not!

He had already thought about it, these 100,000 boxes of his three night clubs might not really be sold out within the shelf life, but if he could get the goods, he could sell them outside!

If the private bank is saturated, what about the other districts of Binhai City? If Binhai City is saturated, will there still be peers from other cities?

Can this product still be sold?

With the current production capacity of Chenming, it is impossible to saturate the national market in two or three years, if you can really get so many oranges, the price will increase a few times and you can sell them!

Who can't get along with money?

Zhou Da was hesitating to take such a large order, but Boss Chen directly showed him the transfer record.

4.5 million, which has been properly transferred to the corporate account of Morning Tea!

Boss Chen made such a fuss, and the number of people behind him also increased.

"I want 80,000 boxes!"

"I'm 70,000 boxes!"

"I want 200,000 boxes! 9 million, but I don't have that much cash, I have to call at night!

They are all shrewd people, who doesn't know that hoarding oranges can make money?

Even if there are 200,000 boxes, it will only be 9 million, so it should be used as a house speculation!

I think that when they fried garlic back then, tens of millions of funds went in without frowning, and fried oranges are much less risky than fried garlic - the supply and demand ratio can be seen at a glance, fried garlic can you see the change in supply and demand at a glance?

If it weren't for the fact that the morning tea factory would not produce much for a while, they would still want to stock up on more!

Zhou Da's hand holding the pen was trembling, and he couldn't stop muttering, "Crazy, it's crazy!"

……

Just when Zhou Da was trembling and registering, the finance department of Morning Tea also fried the pot!

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