Chapter 40 Shampoo Factory (Ask for Collection, Ask for Follow-up, Ask for Recommendation Votes)
"Tomorrow...... Tomorrow afternoon, I should have time tomorrow afternoon, okay, I still have something to do here......"
"Wait...... Why is there a woman crying over there? What's wrong? Do you want me to help? ”
"No need, you take care of yourself, hang ......"
Hanging up the phone, Chen Feng sighed and patted Da Kui's shoulder: "We can't manage this matter, at least not now...... Let's go......"
Da Kui nodded, glanced at Cao Lili, then sighed, turned his head and walked out.
"What you say, I will convey it, I hope you don't be impulsive, if there is any problem, you can only solve it by living, and when you die, there is nothing......"
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After coming out of the community, the two got into the car, Chen Feng took out the phone and dialed the number given by Cao Lili.
As soon as the call went out, it was connected, and the person who answered the phone was a young man with a very young voice.
"Hey ......"
"Hey, hello, are you Zhao Ke?"
"I'm Zhao Ke, who are you? What's the matter? ”
The other person's voice sounded a little alert......
"It was Cao Lili who asked me to make this call, we want to buy the production line of that shampoo......"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then the young man's voice came out again: "You come to No. 455 Wuning Road, I will wait for you here ......"
"Okay, let's go over ...... now"
Hanging up the phone, Chen Feng opened the mobile phone navigation and entered the address that Zhao Ke had just reported.
This location is about ten kilometers away from Chen Feng's current location, close to the edge of Pujiang District.
After driving for about fifteen minutes,Chen Feng and they arrived at Wuning Road,No. 455 is a lottery shop,This point is the end of work,There are a lot of electric cars parked in front of the lottery shop。
There were also a lot of people sitting in the house, and a thick layer of second-hand smoke floated from the roof......
"Lottery shop? Mistaken, right? Chen Feng looked around in surprise......
Da Kui pointed to the house number of the lottery shop: "It should be right, this road is Wuning Road, and this lottery shop is indeed No. 455." ”
"It's not going to be a -1-2 house number, is it?"
Da Kui shook his head: "Probably not, if it is, there should be a ...... written on the house number"
"Forget it, I'll call and ask......"
As soon as Chen Feng took out the phone and was about to call to ask what the situation was, a person suddenly appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, was that your call?"
Chen Feng turned his head and saw that the person who photographed him was a teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old, not tall, wearing glasses, with long hair, very weak......
"Are you Zhao Ke? No kidding, right? Child? ”
"That's right, I'm Zhao Ke, if nothing else, the person you are looking for is me."
"Can you represent Cao Lili? Or are you her son? ”
Zhao Ke shook his head, stretched out his right hand and pushed his glasses: "I'm not his son, it's not appropriate to speak here, you come with me......"
After speaking, Zhao Ke turned his head and beckoned to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng and Da Kui glanced at each other, smiled helplessly, and then followed.
Wuning Road is a commercial street, the most on the street are restaurants, the second most is the barber shop, the number is outrageous......
There are more than 100 stores in total, and there are enough 18 barber shops alone, and the place where Zhao Ke led Chen Feng and them to was also a barber shop.
"Dad, I'm back, I brought ......"
There was a middle-aged man in the shop, who was about 35 years old, with a pot lid on top of his head, his hair shaved all around, and the hair on the top of his head was very long, and he wore a small braid.
With a bag of scissors hanging from his body, he was cutting the hair of a female customer, his hands were constantly picking up pieces of hair.
The middle-aged man smiled at Chen Feng, and then said politely: "I'm sorry, I'm busy, you wait a while, and you'll ......be fine soon."
Ten minutes later......
The middle-aged man finally put down the scissors, but the work on the customer's head was not finished, but he no longer operated, but the little boy named Zhao Ke went up.
The middle-aged man wiped his hand on a blue towel, and then smiled at Chen Feng.
"Hello, my name is Zhao Ke, are you interested in that production line?"
"Your name is Zhao Ke? And he? ”
Chen Feng pointed at the little boy.
The middle-aged man smiled: "His name is also Zhao Ke, but I am his father, if you have to distinguish it, you can call me Zhao Dake......"
"Okay, Zhao ...... Mr. Dake...... Are you the legal representative of that shampoo production line? I want to ......"
The middle-aged man waved his hand, paused, and then reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, and a colorful turning light at the door immediately stopped rotating.
"I'm the legal representative, but I'm not the actual owner, I'm the custodian, but since the person who asked you to come agreed, then it's easy to say anything......
"That's easy, now do you have time? Take us there? ”
The middle-aged man stretched out his left hand, looked at his watch, and nodded: "It's still early, the workers haven't gotten off work yet, it's time to go and see it now......"
As he spoke, he commanded Zhao Xiaoke behind him.
"I'll take these two to the factory to have a look, you are optimistic about the ...... of the store"
"Got it......"
Originally, Chen Feng thought that they would have to take a long detour to get to the factory, but he didn't expect that the factory was about a hundred meters behind this barber shop.
This factory looks like a large warehouse from the outside, but the facilities inside are very complete, and there are about 150 workers.
According to the area of the factory, there are slightly more workers.
"This production line has been around for some years, and it is a semi-automatic production line, which requires manual operation, but the efficiency is no worse than that of fully automatic......"
"This is the blending area, and over there is ...... At present, if we are in full production, we can produce about 8,000 bottles a day......"
Chen Feng nodded, and then asked, "In terms of price, do you have anything to say?" ”
Zhao Dake smiled: "Although I am the agent management, but the price should be how much or how much, this line is about six million according to the normal price, no way, some of the machines are indeed a little old, but the real value of this line is not here......
After a pause, Zhao Dake took a few steps forward and picked up a bottle of shampoo from the conveyor belt that was in operation.
"Mr. Jiang shampoo, this is an old brand, maybe you don't know it very well, but this product is still very well-known in the hairdressing industry, a little more ordinary, like the scale of my store, it can sell about fifteen to twenty bottles a day, and we have mastered most of the beauty agent channels in the entire southern part of the country......"