Lu Fanhong located according to WeChat, and it was easy to find Mr. Zheng's printing factory, a dilapidated factory building, in the courtyard of the C City Daily.

Now that the Internet is developed, everyone reads the news on their mobile phones, and no one reads the newspaper, so the newspaper office has become a website.

The equipment for printing newspapers has become a pile of scrap metal, but the state-owned assets, the corpses still have to be kept.

It is estimated that Mr. Zheng came back to collect the rags and acquired the state-owned assets.

When Mr. Zheng saw Lu Fanhong, he was too enthusiastic, which made him very uncomfortable.

Mr. Zheng's office is in the factory, which is separated by light building materials. The office has several pieces of old office furniture, a set of old-fashioned mahogany sofas, and a kung fu tea set on the coffee table.

Mr. Zheng is very skilled in making tea, like performing a tea ceremony, oolong tea is very high-end, that kind of fragrance, Lu Fanhong has never smelled it.

"Director Lu, drink tea, this is Fujian Frozen Top Oolong, the output is very small, 8,000 yuan a catty." Mr. Zheng greeted him with a smile.

"Thank you! This tea is so fragrant. Lu Fanhong took a sip and praised.

"Director Lu, smoking." Mr. Zheng picked up the Chinese cigarette on the coffee table and handed it to Lu Fanhong.

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng, I don't smoke." Lu Fanhong really didn't smoke.

"If I don't smoke, I've been smoking for too long, and I can't quit if I want to." Mr. Zheng lit one by himself as he spoke, took a deep breath, and spit out a circle.

"Is there anything wrong with Mr. Zheng looking for me?" Lu Fanhong got to the point, he was very curious.

"It's not a big deal, just talk about it. I just acquired these equipment, and I hired two professionals to debug it, and they said that it can still be used, and I want to ask you, an expert, to see what business can be done. ”

"I'll take a look at the equipment first, these devices used to print newspapers, I'm afraid high-end prints can't be printed." Lu Fanhong has been in the industry for seven or eight years, and he still knows a little.

"The equipment is all in the factory, let's go and have a look." Mr. Zheng extinguished the cigarette and took him into the workshop.

There is only one Italian-made Roland four-color printing machine in the workshop, which is estimated to have been used for more than 20 years, and a paper cutter, and other auxiliary equipment is useless, which is used to produce newspapers.

There were two workers debugging, and the printed waste paper was colorful and blurry.

"Mr. Zheng, this kind of machine can't print glossy paper, Roland printing machine relies on roller friction to get out of paper, the accuracy is not enough, the glossy paper is easy to slip, and the color registration is very inaccurate." Lu Fanhong is right, he hasn't done it in vain in the past few years.

"However, you can print matte paper and book paper, and most of the general packaging boxes are matte paper. Real estate flyers are generally also printed on paper. ”

Lu Fanhong is very familiar with the printing business, he calculates the price every day, and is very familiar with all kinds of paper materials.

"Director Lu is really a talent! Do you want to start your own business? I'll add some post-processing equipment, and we'll work together, and I'll have a lot of packaging business. The opponent finally showed his hole cards.

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for such a big matter, I have to go home and discuss it with my wife." Lu Fanhong came up with a delaying tactic.

"I'll show you something, can you see if you can do it?" Mr. Zheng returned to the office and took out a color box.

Lu Fanhong took a look, why is this box so familiar, isn't it the golf box printed by Mr. Zhang in their factory?

Seeing him in a daze, Mr. Zheng continued: "If I can do it, my business volume is very large, and I can't finish it." ”

"It can be done, this kind of box is not technically demanding." Lu Fanhong still hasn't figured it out, Mr. Zhang also does this business, why does Mr. Zheng also do it, are they competing?

He wanted to ask if it was Zhang Yi's business, but there was a taboo among his peers and he couldn't ask.

"Director Lu, what other post-processing equipment do you need?" Mr. Zheng went deeper and asked.

"According to the calculation of two shifts of the printing machine, a laminating machine, a corrugated gluing machine, and 5 die-cutting machines are also needed."

"This kind of color box is self-carded into a box, without manual glue box, and the production efficiency is very high." He added.

"Look, with all the equipment, how much can you do in a month?" Mr. Zheng finally asked the key question, he was anxious to know Boss Li's factory, the limit output of a month.

"If there is no problem with the equipment, we can make 500,000 boxes a month. But this machine is badly worn, and it can be repaired at any time, and 300,000 are no problem. Lu Fanhong himself didn't expect that he would be able to answer these technical questions.

Mr. Zheng was thoughtful at this time, he was calculating Boss Li's maximum production capacity for a month, and he knew that it was impossible to do only one business.

He was thinking about how long it would take to finish 2 million, and he had to let Li Lucai's three printing presses spare 2 for two months.

The purpose was achieved.

And his broken factory is just to cover people's eyes, just do a little bit, and when the time comes, he will also say that he has been fooled, he can't continue to operate, and he sold it and left.

If this factory can be put into operation and Lu Fanhong can take over, maybe he can make some pocket money.

He only spent 100,000 yuan to buy this factory, and the state-owned assets were sold to him as scrap iron.

According to what Lu Fanhong said, a few post-processing equipment are only tens of thousands of yuan, and the rent of the factory is also owed, and no one comes to chase it.

300,000 to buy a printing factory that can produce packaging color boxes, it is estimated that it is difficult to find it all over the world.

This kind of cheapness Lu Fanhong will not take advantage of.

It is best to let him take the money out and buy shares first, get back the money invested, and get out as soon as possible.

The more Mr. Zheng thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and he laughed unconsciously.

Lu Fanhong saw Mr. Zheng's expression, he was confused, he didn't know why he was distracted, and he smirked to himself, he was sick?

Mr. Zheng came back to his senses and hurriedly invited Lu Fanhong to tea.

"You see, this factory is running, the business is full, it must be very prosperous, do you have any idea of buying shares?" Mr. Zheng began to fish tentatively.

"I just found out about this, and all of a sudden, I had to go home and talk to my wife." Lu Fanhong continued to adopt delaying tactics, and his wife was his best shield.

Lu Fanhong actually wants to be his own boss, but he is also good at learning now, just like speculating in stocks, he can't be in a hurry, and he only makes a move when he sees it.

"Mr. Zheng, tell me how to buy shares?"

"The investment of this factory is about 400,000 yuan, and you are the major shareholder if you pay 210,000 yuan, you are the chairman, you are in charge of production, and I am in charge of sales." Mr. Zheng is worthy of being the first lake, and he constantly gives Lu Fanhong bait.

Now Lu Fanhong is no longer what it used to be, and he will always ask a few more whys about pies falling from the sky.

Zheng Que came back from Malaysia to invest, why did he buy such a dilapidated factory?

Why is Zheng Queqian's business exactly the same as Zhang Yi's?

Why did Zheng Que ask him to be the chairman? If he doesn't control a factory, why does he come back?

Zheng Que was so good with the boss, why did he still look for him? Isn't this digging corners?

It's like buying a stock, you have to think about it before you buy it.

"Director Lu, I'll invite Mr. Zhang to dinner in the evening, let's go together?" Zheng Que saw that Lu Fanhong was stunned, and asked for an invitation.

"Which Mr. Zhang?" Lu Fanhong asked.

"It's Zhang Yi who has done business with you. You know it too. ”

"You want to do business with her too?"

"She has a lot of lists, and I want to divide a little bit of it." He started to play tricks again, he said it on purpose, Lu Fanhong will definitely tell Boss Li.

Lu Fanhong understands that he wants to rob Boss Li's business, since he is here, let's figure out these problems!

"Okay, thank you Mr. Zheng for the invitation."

Mr. Zheng didn't have a car, so he took Lu Fanhong's car and came to a seafood restaurant.

Walking into a box, Zhang Yi had been waiting for a long time.

I don't need to be introduced.

During the banquet, the two bosses took turns to toast and held him to the sky.

He did drink a lot, didn't speak, his tongue swirled, and finally slipped under the table unconscious.

Mr. Zheng slapped him a few times, but he didn't react.

Actually, he was in pain, but he couldn't help it, he had been selling for so many years, and he couldn't lie down without a pound of liquor, so he drank seven or eight taels today, drizzle.

"This stupid boy is so drunk, it's not easy to mess with, I'll drag him to the couch and sleep for a while before waking him up." Mr. Zheng dragged him to the sofa like a dead dog as he spoke.

"Husband, did you ask clearly?"

"I asked clearly, it is estimated that it will take two months, and it will take 45 days at the earliest. I told him that I wanted to do your business too. ”

"Husband, you're so smart, let's celebrate first, cheers."

Lu Fanhong was embarrassed to listen to the latter words, just like the little brother broadcasting about the golden bottle.

Lu Fanhong did drink a little too much, and he was still a little dizzy after listening to it for a long time, and he couldn't figure it out.

Husband? One maid and two husbands?

Two months, as fast as 45 days?

Tell him that I want to do your business too?

What do you mean? Why tell me?

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out!

"Water, I want to drink water." Lu Fanhong woke up half an hour later.

scared Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, who were performing.