Time flickered to noon on the third day, Daniel Zhang took a few people to the factory on a tricycle to pick up the goods, the following days are still as usual, but because of time Song Yuanchao began to gradually control the number of printing, after all, the large-scale shipment in the early stage has reached its peak, and then this number will gradually decline, and in another week, Song Yuanchao will stop.

Daniel Zhang was indeed honest, and Daniel Zhang found the first batch of goods in less than four days after they were picked up, not only paying off the final payment of the last time, but also continuing to place a total of 6,000 copies of the demand for goods to the Song Yuan Dynasty.

This amount has directly doubled compared to the last time, Daniel Zhang and Song Yuanchao admitted that they could not give him the full amount as before, two big yellow croakers continued to press, Daniel Zhang first paid Song Yuanchao a deposit of 5,000 yuan, this time Song Yuanchao agreed very happily, and also let him wait two days to come and pick himself up.

Two days later, Daniel Zhang came again with people as scheduled, Song Yuanchao's side had long been prepared, and after the number of the two sides was counted, Daniel Zhang waved his hand, and the people he brought began to move.

"Let's go, smoke a cigarette outside."

Perhaps because of the basis for cooperation, or because of the profit from the previous transaction, Daniel Zhang was much more affectionate to Song Yuanchao than he was when he first met, and he took out a bag of peonies from his pocket and said to Song Yuanchao.

The two walked out of the factory, came to the side outside the factory gate, lit cigarettes and smoked each other.

"How long are you going to do this deal?" Taking a puff of his cigarette, Daniel Zhang asked.

"It's already been finished in the past few days, let's do it for another three or five days at most." Song Yuanchao flicked the ashes and asked, "Do you still need the goods later?" If you want it, you have to say it sooner. ”

Daniel Zhang thought about it and shook his head: "It's almost, there is not much time left before the college entrance examination, if this batch of goods is sold out, it will accumulate in your hands if you don't get it well, it's better to be stable." ”

Song Yuanchao secretly praised Daniel Zhang, this guy is an understanding person, more importantly, clear-headed, if there is no accident, his road can go far in the future. But Song Yuanchao has never heard of such a character as him, and there is a business tycoon with the same name in the later life, but he is not at all alone with the Daniel Zhang in front of him.

"That's fine, it's safer to do business safely." Song Yuanchao said in agreement, and then the two chatted casually, nothing more than to talk about the past when they were young people before, and when the second cigarette was finished, the people brought by Daniel Zhang shouted from afar, saying that the things had been loaded and could go.

Throwing the cigarette butt to the ground, Daniel Zhang stepped on it with his foot and patted Song Yuanchao's shoulder: "Okay, I'll go first, thank you today, I'll settle the bill in a few days." ”

"Okay, stay safe all the way." Song Yuanchao smiled and nodded.

Daniel Zhang turned around and walked towards the loaded tricycle, but after taking two steps, he stopped, turned around and walked towards Song Yuanchao.

"By the way, a reminder of something."

Song Yuanchao looked at him suspiciously.

Daniel Zhang said, "Do you know this kid Wang Jianjun?" I heard that I did it under you before? ”

Song Yuanchao's face was slightly gloomy, but he didn't speak.

"I got reliable news, this kid is secretly writing a report letter, as for what the content of the report is, I don't know, but one thing is sure that it will definitely not be a good thing, you are good enough to be righteous, I don't know about it, forget it, since I know, I will give you a private blow, you have to be careful."

After speaking, Daniel Zhang turned around and left directly, and disappeared at the intersection with several of his people on a tricycle for a moment.

After Daniel Zhang left, Song Yuanchao did not return to the workshop immediately, he stood outside the factory door and frowned.

It has been a long time since Wang Jianjun's last incident, and Song Yuanchao originally thought that this matter would be over, but who would have thought that this kid would still not give up, and he would secretly take revenge on himself.

Even Daniel Zhang can hear from other places that this transaction is the head of Song Yuanchao, so Wang Jianjun can also do the same.

After all, Wang Jianjun was one of the earliest people in Song Yuanchao's team when he first made hangers, and although the gang was dismantled later, Wang Jianjun still had contacts with the educated youths who made hangers at the beginning.

This time to get the college entrance examination review materials, Song Yuanchao asked Gu Jie to release the news in the original circle, and wholesaled things to these educated youths to sell them themselves. Wang Jianjun will definitely get news from other places for this kind of thing, who wants to make this matter now.

Writing a whistleblower letter? It seems that Wang Jianjun is also a little clever, learned the lesson of the last time, and knew that going directly to the police station to report to the police would not pay attention to him at all, so he changed his strategy.

Although Song Yuanchao tried to take himself out first from the beginning of this incident, and pulled the No. 2 Middle School and the school-run factory to work together, but a clear-eyed person can still know Song Yuanchao's role in this matter if he inquires carefully, Wang Jianjun retaliated against Song Yuanchao in this way, and Song Yuanchao could not help but be extremely vigilant.

Eight cents for a postage stamp, at least disgusting you for more than half a year.

This sentence can be very popular in the late 70s and early 80s, and the relevant departments attach great importance to such report letters, even if you have no problem, you have to toss you for more than half a year to come to a conclusion.

What's more, if you really want to investigate, Song Yuanchao can't stand the investigation, this kind of thing is no problem if it is not put on the bright side, but once it is put on the bright side, you will be casually deducted from your hat, and Song Yuanchao will not be able to eat and walk around.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao felt a crisis coming, and he hurriedly walked towards the factory without saying a word, and went directly to the office of Director Ma.

"Master."

"You kid with a dog's nose? You came as soon as I brewed this good tea? In the office, the director of the Ma factory, who was in a good mood, was making a cup of tea, this was the old comrade-in-arms who had just sent him two days ago.

"Hey, this tea is good, bring me some." Song Yuanchao was not polite, he directly took an empty tea jar from the side and handed it to Director Ma, who glared at him, and then reluctantly opened the drawer and took out a paper bag from it.

opened the paper bag, twisted some tea leaves with two fingers, and after thinking about it, he seemed to feel that there were more and put back two pieces, and then put them in the tea jar of Song Yuanchao.

"That's it? Master, you're too stingy, aren't you? Song Yuanchao couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this.

"These are not enough? 20 yuan a tael, this is a good tea, just send me so much I have to save myself to drink it, you kid usually don't drink tea, just taste it. Director Ma put the paper bag containing tea back into the drawer like Zangbao, and even deliberately locked the drawer, his "miser" posture made Song Yuanchao even more funny.

Not to mention, this tea is really good, Song Yuanchao doesn't usually drink tea now, but he has been drinking it since he was 40 years old, and he has been drinking tea for nearly 30 years, what tea has he never drunk?

The dragon well before the rain of the director of the horse factory is the best, such a superb product in the future generations may not be able to say 20 yuan a tael, even if it is a few thousand yuan, it may not be able to buy.

Smelling the refreshing fragrance of tea, Song Yuanchao became much calmer because of Wang Jianjun's bad mood just now, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

After taking a sip of tea, Song Yuanchao praised a few words that this tea is really good, and it made the director of the good tea factory even more proud.

Director Ma bragged about the tea, talking about the past of sending tea to his comrade-in-arms who carried a gun and served as a soldier together, and talked about it with great interest for a long time, and smoked two cigarettes.

"By the way, looking for me?" Director Ma said for a long time before he remembered Song Yuanchao.

"Well, something." Song Yuanchao said: "The printing workshop is going to stop in the next few days, let me talk to you." ”

Director Ma was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

In fact, Song Yuanchao had already greeted Director Ma before, but Director Ma didn't expect to come so quickly.

These days, the factory is making these things hot, and it has brought great benefits to both the factory and the school.

First, the processing cost that was negotiated at the beginning, according to the processing fee and the number of printing, the factory can have a profit of five cents per volume.

This five cents is still a small head, and the key is the big head in the back.

According to the previously negotiated No. 2 Middle School, the words No. 2 Middle School were printed after the materials, and then recommended to other schools within the education system, Song Yuanchao finally gave the school and the factory a profit of two cents for every book sold.

These two pieces add up to 0.25 yuan, although it doesn't seem much, but you must know that from the beginning to the present, the factory has printed a total of nearly 40,000 copies of information, and the total profit obtained by the second middle school and the factory has reached 10,000 yuan.

This is an out-and-out huge amount of money, you must know that the annual profit of the entire school-run factory was less than 60,000 yuan, excluding the factory's wages, benefits, equipment maintenance, water and electricity, and other daily expenses, including and handed over to the school, the factory can never leave more than 3,000 money at its disposal.

And now it has only been a month to make this profit for the factory, if this is the case every month, then the director of the factory no longer needs to worry about the salary, bonuses, and benefits of the factory.

Of course, half of the money will be given to the school, but that's enough! It's a pity that Director Ma also understands in his heart that the key to the prosperity of this job is that this year's college entrance examination is coming, and when the college entrance examination time is getting closer and closer, then this work will naturally stop.