"Brother Long, the statistics have come out, a total of seventeen bags of clothes have been stolen! Equivalent to one summer dollar, one thousand seven hundred and forty ......" The factory accountant quickly arrived.

"You are stupid, the factory rules are to steal one and pay ten! That's ten thousand! Zou Xiaolong drank, turned his gaze and first looked at Liu Heigou, and then at Chen Feng in the distance.

"Chen Feng, this is your good friend, you have a share, right?"

"Zou Xiaolong, don't talk nonsense, don't you know what I've been doing these days." Chen Feng sneered and spoke.

Zou Xiaolong frowned, he was seriously suspicious of Chen Feng at first, so he stared at it, but he didn't expect the thief to be someone else.

"Come on! Tie up Liu's black dog for me—"

"Slow." When Zou Xiaolong's play was done, Zhou Wei held the tea jar and walked over slowly.

"It's all employees in the factory, it's not good to let him go to jail, everyone knows that I, Zhou Wei, am a kind-hearted person, so let's do it, I will spare you if you pay the fine, but if you commit it again, I will not spare it!"

Liu Heigou still has a bit of acting talent, and he actually cried tears at this moment, looking like a prodigal son.

Mr. Zhou....... I only saved 10,000 yuan, you can let me go. ”

Zhou Wei's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Liu Heigou in disgust, it is estimated that this kind of poor ghost can't squeeze too much oil and water, 10,000 is 10,000, it can be regarded as a small fortune, and the door is open.

"Liu Heigou, I still have a question, who else wants the clothes you stole from? Aren't you stupid, no one looks at ten yuan on the rotten street. ”

Here it comes. Chen Feng secretly clenched his fists.

This stagnant water has to live, this is a very critical step, fortunately, Liu Heigou did not disappoint him.

It's Oscar-like acting.

I saw him "trembling" with his head down, biting his lip and saying nothing.

"Even if you go out of Cloud City, you can't sell it! Where did you steal it! Say it! Zhou Wei slammed the teapot on the table.

"Sell, really sell, seven yuan a piece!" Liu Heigou was so startled that he hurriedly raised his head.

"Seven dollars?" Zhou Wei's mind quickly calculated, there are still a few warehouses piled up in the factory, if they continue to rot, it is estimated that it will not take two years, and they will be completely broken.

Instead of squandering, it is better to sell it all at once and get back some capital.

"Where's it sold?"

Liu Heigou still gritted his teeth, and only replied after a long time, "Mr. Zhou, I want to stay five thousand to go back to my hometown." ”

Zhou Wei was annoyed, "Okay, you talk quickly, and then talk nonsense to send you to eat and worry." ”

If no one was there, Chen Feng really wanted to rush over and high-five Liu Heigou and shout "year", he did a beautiful job.

"Seongdong...... That foreign acquisition station. ”

Zhou Wei paused, and then comfortably picked up the tea jar, "Xiaolong, you take people, hurry up and tidy up the warehouse, I will go to the acquisition station in person." ”

......

"All sold?" In the warehouse of the acquisition station, only two days apart, it was actually densely piled.

"It's all sold, according to what you mean, I don't want it very much, but this old boy took the initiative to reduce the price again, and he insisted on asking for six yuan a piece, and sold it all to me, I calculated it, there were about ten tons, and it cost more than 90,000 summer dollars."

"Beautiful!" Chen Feng clenched his fists excitedly.

In the past, when Hallyu clothing was popular, there were at least 51 pieces, and some of the better ones would be more expensive, and there were more than 100 of them.

"Boss Chen, if we sell all these clothes, according to the previous price, we can make at least one million!" Prang was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Don't worry, Zhou Wei is just the first fish, and next, there will be a second, a third, and even a big fish."

"Boss Chen, there are only 150,000 funds left......"

300,000 summer dollars, in addition to this acquisition, plus the initial cost of opening the acquisition station, half of it has been squandered.

"Purung, I suggest that you can invest more, I still say the same thing, the more you invest, the more dividends will be, you also see, just this first hand, is the difference of millions." Chen Feng said calmly.

Pu Lang hesitated, "Boss Chen, can you guarantee that Hallyu clothing will become popular again?" ”

"I promise."

Pralong gritted his teeth, and finally stomped his foot hard, "I still have an inheritance in the British Kingdom, and if I sell it urgently, there are almost half a million of them!" Okay, I'll take a gamble! ”

This is the vision, Chen Feng's actions and control methods, and now he is completely convinced by Pu Lang.

......

In the current Cloud City, Yan Xinyi is not completely big, so there are still more than a dozen garment factories of all sizes, struggling to survive.

Now when I heard that someone was buying Hallyu clothes, one or two hurriedly hired trucks to pull the hoarded Hallyu clothes to the purchase station.

According to Chen Feng's meaning, Pu Lang didn't accept it at first, until those sellers bargained and hit record highs again and again, and Pu Lang accepted it "reluctantly".

Of course, on the surface, Prang is still mainly buying other clothing.

An Audi car came to a sudden stop as it passed the acquisition station.

A thick puff of smoke seeped through the cracks in the car window.

"How many clothes did you collect?" Yan Xinyi spoke a little irritably.

He hated Jiang Long the most in his life, and it was because he couldn't get along in his own territory, so he became an outsider competing for food.

"What does Mr. Yan mean, we also accept it?" Someone next to him whispered.

"Collect chicken eggs, others are fools who eat, do you want to eat it too?" Yan Xinyi slapped him and swept it over.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

However, according to the information from the investigation, this foreign businessman named Pulang came from a very correct way, and he came to Cloud City after a typical bankruptcy and another way out.

Collecting clothes to raise donations is fake, it is estimated that they want to sell to African countries, relying on their own way, small profits but quick turnover.

Yuncheng is very small, his heart is very big, he always wants to make the business stronger and bigger, and make it an industry that can shelter the nine clans, and then, talk to the bastard on the other side of the ocean, let him come back quickly to inherit the wealth.

Rubbing the cigar off with his hand, when he found that his fingers were a little tingling, he inexplicably remembered how the young man in the workshop who was also kneading the cigar like this, how laughing and talking about the wind.

Phew, an old bastard who wants to sit upright, eats cheap dead wages, and it is said that he hasn't even passed the probationary period.

Damn it! Mention what he does!

Yan Xinyi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze was more resolute.

"Yan Ping, the thirty tons of rotten clothes in the warehouse, let's sell half of them first."