"Yes, Iraq lacks nothing but bullets. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mr. Sun nodded: "As for the lack of water, it is also true, but it is not said that water is more expensive than oil." How do you look at this, after all, oil is not a necessity of life, water is different, at a critical moment, a sip of water can save people's lives, what about a barrel of oil? and you can't drink it, you say?"

Probably seeing the clues, Hua Erye asked: "What, Brother Zhao has a product and wants to export it to Iraq through Lao Sun?"

"It doesn't have to be Iraq, it's just where there is a shortage of water. ”

Zhao Zejun said: "That's right, I have a towel factory under my hand, and a large number of towels have been squeezed in the factory, which have been piled up in the warehouse for several years, and the style is too old to sell in the domestic market." Didn't you just say that Iraq lacks everything, I pondered, towels are also daily necessities, and they can't talk about the pursuit of styles and colors. Mr. Sun, what do you see?"

Mr. Sun pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly: "Don't say it, I think it's okay! Towels are too versatile, not only daily necessities, but also bandage gauze when necessary, you don't know how expensive Yankee's military gauze is! Yes, yes, yes, there is still a shortage of water in that place, whether it is the American GIs, or the local people, towels, underwear, these things are basically disposable items, and they are thrown away when they are used up, and there is no clean water source to clean, which consumes a lot." Mr. Zhao, how much do you have on hand?"

"I can't say the specifics, several large warehouses are full of towels, dozens of acres of land. Zhao Zejun said a nondescript measure word.

"Come on, I'll call my clerk, and I'll go with you tomorrow to take a look. ”

"Okay, then I'll toast you first. Zhao Zejun raised his glass: "This thing is done, I really have to thank Brother Sun, you don't know about my factory, all of them are disabled, and the former welfare factory is almost out of food." ”

"You're welcome, Tencent stocks, if you hadn't been ventilated, we would still be kept in the dark. Mr. Sun and Zhao Zejun touched a cup, took a sip, and said: "Lao Zhu, do you remember, this bastard, he suggested that we wait and see, I have already started and bought a large number of them, three yuan 7 bought, 4 yuan 7 sold, two weeks, made a small profit of 20 million in vain." ”

"He does finance, and what he earns is money, and I am ready to hold it for a long time, regardless of its ups and downs. For the sake of a thousand, I can't afford to do this. Zhao Zejun was smiling on his face, but he thought in his heart, Lao Zhu is a fool, it is estimated that it will not be long before his intestines can be repentant......

"The welfare factory is good, and the cost of human resources is low. Second Master Hua interjected and asked Zhao Zejun: "Can you make small clothes over there except for towels? /Fun underwear OEM?"

"Not for the time being, people are there, but there are no equipment. Zhao Zejun said.

"I'll give you the equipment, I have a few factories in processing, the fucking labor cost is too high, and the workers are hard to find. The equipment is there, but no one. Second Master Hua said.

Zhao Zejun thought for a while and said, "Brother Hua, this is not in a hurry in advance. I just took over the factory, and all aspects are not too smooth, and after a while they are settled, I will come to talk to you. ”

"Cheng, I'll wait for you. ”

In recent years, the national policy has tended to improve, and the minimum wage for workers has risen year by year, causing labor disputes at every turn, coupled with high taxes, it is becoming more and more difficult to make money.

According to him, he is now purely working for the country, for the people.

"Brother Hua, are you a civil servant, working for the people?" Zhao Zejun joked.

Hua Erye sneered and said: "In these years, the capitalists are the first civil servants to work, and the second to work for the people, and we are the real workers." It's still Lao Sun, they are good at import and export, pure second-class dealers, take the goods for one dollar here, buy them for ten yuan over there, no factory, and don't take any risks at all. ”

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk. ”

Mr. Sun said: "You try, dozens of containers are detained at the customs, and one detention is a few months, and the liquidated damages will be paid to you! Mr. Zhao, tell me, what kind of business is easy these days?"

"Invest in the regime. Zhao Zejun opened his mouth and grinned, and said: "When the country is tired and crooked in the future, let's make up billions of dollars, go to Africa to subvert several small countries, open gold mines, and be the king himself, what bullshit pirates, taxes, to hell with the secrets, our buddies are the king of heaven." ”

"This is a good idea!" Hua Erye laughed, "We have to let the African people use Lao Tzu's trick to completely solve the problem of AIDS infection in Africa, which can be regarded as a great contribution to mankind!"

……

The bosses at the level of Hua Lao Er and Mr. Sun have a lewd and obscene side, and a relatively high vision pattern, they have seen the world, and they are bullshit with them, and it is still relatively pleasant to be in Shannan and Haibei.

Zhao Zejun drank a little too much, so he simply opened a private room in Shang He to rest.

Early the next morning, I accompanied Mr. Sun and the clerk of his company and drove to the Star Towel Factory.

Li Ran and Song Cheng were arrested, and the trial was about to start, the driving school in front of the star factory had been emptied, leaving a huge field that could be expanded at any time, and there was no business in the factory for the time being, so the workers hid in the big activity room and blew the air conditioner to watch TV.

Master Zou took two workers in charge of quality inspection, called the warehouse manager, and opened the warehouse.

"Yo, that's a lot. "Mr. Sun took a general look and was quite satisfied with the quality of the backlog of towels, as for the style...... Where there is a war, disposables, who cares about the style and color? Too many bells and whistles, but eye-catching, easy to attract people's attention, become a target.

He said to the clerk who came with him: "Xiao Wang, you can count the specific situation, according to the usual practice, issue a report, and Mr. Zhao and I will go to the office building to wait for you." ”

"Okay, Mr. Sun. ”

Zhao Zejun told Master Zou and said, "Mr. Sun, Manager Wang is the God of Wealth of our factory, you try your best to cooperate with Manager Wang." ”

Master Zou was a little dazed from the beginning of today, the inventory that had accumulated over the years was something that no one wanted to give away, and there was no way to do it for several factory directors before and after. This young Mr. Zhao has only been in charge of the factory for two months, and he can easily sell it?

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely cooperate well. Master Zou nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then you are busy, tell the workers, if this batch of stock can be sold, I will give everyone a bonus. Mr. Sun, let's go to the office for tea. ”

"Good. ”

After making a pot of tea, Zhao Zejun and Mr. Sun chatted while talking about the situation in the Middle East.

For many years, the Middle East has been in constant turmoil, fighting with the Yankees, fighting between local countries, conflicts between different tribes in a country, and alternating regimes.

Especially Iraq.

"Mr. Zhao, you know the shroud of the dead, right?"

Mr. Sun spread his hands vigorously, compared an approximate size, and said: "It's just such a big cotton bag, 20 US dollars! American GIs use it themselves, 50 US dollars! Yankees die less, and Iraqi civilians, Saddam's soldiers, and rebels die a lot." If you fight for ten or eight years, you can make a lot of money just by selling shrouds. ”

"Don't domestic companies in the United States compete?" Zhao Zejun asked.

"Why don't you come? Of course there's competition. However, after all, the United States is a capitalist country, interests are paramount, except for arms and a small amount of military materials, most of the materials are tendered, and in the case of passing the quality test, the lowest price will be paid. In addition, the customer is not only the US military, but also the local government and residents, and there are more than 30 million people in Iraq alone, and they always have to get by. ”

"Brother Sun, can you sell the blankets and quilts you say you use daily?" asked Zhao Zejun.

"Okay, didn't I say it, as long as it's a daily item, you can sell it. Not only Iraq, but the entire Middle East, there is a shortage of water, and it is indeed an exaggeration to say that water is more expensive than oil, and there is no water for washing. But they are not like us, the water is not valuable, the clothes and blankets are washed and washed, the grandchildren are rich, you are like blankets, towels, and even cheaper clothes, in many cases, they are really disposable consumables, and they are in great demand. ”

Mr. Sun handed Zhao Zejun a cigarette and said: "Not only low-end products, but also many high-end products are disposable, and the gap between the rich and the poor in the Middle East is also very large." You see those local chiefs and kings who go out and bring a few wagons of daily necessities with them at every turn, why? When they wear them, they throw them away! They say that we are nouveau riche, but they are the real nouveau riche, and they don't know why they suddenly have money, and if they have money, they are afraid that one day they will be taken away from power, and they will not take advantage of the money to squander it!"

Mr. Sun was about to talk about Xingtou, and also revealed a semi-public 'secret' to Zhao Zejun, he was in the import and export business, and the part of the import, including clothing.

Many famous brands are simply discarded by the Middle East tyrants as garbage, and he sent people to buy them from the garbage dump by weight, wash and scrub them, refurbish them, and sell them back to China at a high price as new goods.

"Brother told you this, don't think about the food, my brother is doing it himself, the daily textiles, as long as the quality is qualified, how much do you have, how much does my brother receive, and the price is definitely not lower than that in China. Mr. Sun took a sip of tea, "Why do these grandsons have oil under their buttocks as soon as they are born, and they eat and drink spicy food all their lives?

"Brother Sun, you are too right, in this way, I will reorganize production as soon as possible. ”

It took a whole day for Manager Wang and Master Zou under Boss Sun to count the backlog of towels.

In recent years, the factory has produced a backlog of more than 2 million towels intermittently, except for a few that have rotted due to poor storage and too long, which is converted into two million.

"Mr. Zhao, to tell you the truth, this batch of towels is indeed too old, and they are almost in the ground, so I have to deal with them when I buy them. In terms of price, you have to ask your brother to order. Mr. Sun said.

Zhao Zejun smiled: "Brother Sun, this is outside, let's put it this way, if you don't buy this batch of goods, I'll throw it away." Let's cooperate for the first time, just when you do me a favor, the price you open, I have nothing to say, good cooperation, the price of the problem, we will talk about it later. ”

"Okay, brother, you are refreshing, I won't be verbose, a total of three and a half million. ”