didn't give Li Manjun a chance to ask, the uncle rode away on a tricycle, and glared at Li Manjun speechlessly as he left, as if she was a female businessman who wanted to cheat him out of money.

Such a change was beyond the expectations of the two, Yao Zhaowen said strangely: "Our house is two cents more than the market price, why does he still say that it is cheap?"

Li Manjun suddenly caught something in his mind, walked into the office and gave him Yao Zhaowen's cotton coat, "You quietly go to a few other recycling stations to have a look."

"Huh? Now?" Yao Zhaowen took the cotton clothes, a little confused.

Li Manjun bowed: "Right now, go quickly."

and uneasy advice: "Quietly, don't let people find out it's you."

Yao Zhaowen Oh oh oh should go, put on his coat, took a ** hat and put it on, covered half of his face tightly, and rode Li Manjun's bicycle away.

Li Manjun added a piece of charcoal to the charcoal basin, buried two raw sweet potatoes and put them in the ashes, and came to the courtyard to look at the waste that had been hoarded this month.

Waste paper is stacked high, like a mountain bag. Plastics are light in weight but occupy the most area, and a quarter of the yard is used for plastics.

The glass bottles are all packed in frames, and there are hundreds of them stacked one by one.

Finally, scrap copper and scrap iron also occupy a lot of positions, almost two tons, occupying most of the yard.

There are still a few old TV boxes and old motors in the remaining corners, and Li Manjun will personally dismantle these things and get out the valuable copper inside.

Some of them can still be used after repair, and they are sold to second-hand recycling shops to make some difference.

But on the whole, the most profitable is the heavy metal category, the price of scrap iron was relatively high last month, and the previous hoarding Li Manjun has been out.

Now the remaining two tons are collected at a low price this month, and the cost is an average of a dime a catty.

Pressing two tons of goods is equivalent to pressing more than 4,000 yuan of goods, and the waste of the entire yard adds up to six or seven thousand yuan.

Generally, excluding various costs, you can earn more than 200 out of 1,000 yuan.

Li Manjun calculated the revenue of this half month in his heart, compared with last month, the harvest of this month and a half was only one-third of that of last month and a half.

It's really not that I don't know, but I'm shocked.

From 9,000 to 3,000 per month, there is a huge gap in between!

And good things like kraft paper before, Li Manjun has not been met again in the past two months.

But this is also normal, picking up big leaks is originally with luck elements. She was very lucky to be able to pick it up this time.

In November, Li Manjun prepared all the information required to open a company and went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to officially register the company of Greenman Environmental Recycling.

Now, the company has 7,000 yuan of goods and 60,000 cash flow in its account.

Li Manjun has 80,000 yuan on his own private bank card.

Compared with the previous net worth of 110,000 yuan, after opening the store for five months, her net worth increased to 150,000 after rounding.

It's nothing compared to the rich, but if compared to ordinary people, she now earns three years of other people's wages in a month.

So, what about the other three recycling stations in town?

And how much have they made in the past five months?

Assuming that the total amount of waste production in Rongcheng is fixed and the income is also fixed, then her addition will cause the other three recycling stations to reduce their profits by at least 3,000 yuan per month. ….

Following the last retaliation by the three opponents, Li Manjun once again felt the murderous aura of the opponent.

She let out a hot breath, warm and cold fingers, picked up Meihua Qizi and disassembled a few old TVs, and waited for Yao Zhaowen to come back while cleaning up.

After waiting for more than an hour, when she was dismantling a few old TVs here, the bell of the bicycle rang, and Yao Zhaowen came back wrapped in a cold wind.

Li Manjun threw the dismantled copper parts into the classification box, got up and looked at the door, Yao Zhaowen parked the car, took off his hat, and looked very bad with a bad expression.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Li Manjun, "The purchase price of the other three recycling stations in the city is on average two cents more than ours."

"I've copied the purchase prices of the three today, and the three are exactly the same." Yao Zhaowen's expression was angry, "They must have deliberately targeted our family and wanted to hit us by raising prices."

"I also see a lot of our regular customers in front of their store, everyone wants to make money, so naturally they will sell to whoever has the highest price."

Yao Zhaowen asked anxiously, "Boss, what should we do now?" If they keep doing this, fewer and fewer people will come to our store."

At this moment, Yao Zhaowen was extremely glad that the boss did not listen to his original suggestion and bought the wasteland next to him to build a warehouse.

If you use the current amount of goods, I am afraid that even the small yard in the store will not be satisfied.

Li Manjun looked at the recycling price copied back by Yao Zhaowen, no more than one point, no less, each category was two points higher than her price.

The profit of paper is not high, the income is a small amount of money, the two points of the single does not look high, according to a ton to calculate, a ton of cost will be added to 40 yuan.

Among them, there are also two points raised in her store, so the cost per ton of these three recycling stations has increased by 80 yuan compared with before.

Originally, a ton of waste paper would earn 180 yuan, and for paper, these three recycling stations were equivalent to making a lonely profit.

Of course, in other categories, they can earn back this cost, but she can also increase the price, can't she?

They'd better keep sticking for two more points than she had in the store.

"They're crazy." Li Manjun put the paper on the table, lifted the lid of the carbon stove, took out the sweet potato that had just been stuffed in it with pliers, and handed one to Yao Zhaowen.

Yao Zhaowen looked at her puzzled, "Boss, can you still eat?"

"No, when did you bake the sweet potato?" There was nothing in the charcoal basin when he left.

"You roasted it after you left, and it was stuffy for an hour, just right." Li Manjun likes to eat sweet potatoes with soot ash, roasting them directly in front of the charcoal fire, and they will be scorched if he doesn't pay attention.

Now it's just right, the skin is crispy and tender, sweet and soft, eat one when it's cold, and the whole body is warm.

Yao Zhaowen saw that she was enjoying eating, and his angry mood gradually relaxed, and after eating a sweet potato, he calmed down.

"If they want to kill us, then they will definitely increase the price if we increase the price, boss, should we raise the price again tomorrow?"

Li Manjun had a momentary impulse to blindly fight the other party to the end.

But this thought was only for a moment, and she pressed it down, patting the ash in her hand, Li Manjun stood up, took out the account book, and the two settled the accounts together.

Settle your own accounts first, and then extrapolate the other party's accounts based on your own accounts.

Yao Zhaowen raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but want to ask, "Boss, you really haven't studied accounting?"

How does he feel that the boss is more neat than him, this is really the arithmetic level that a junior high school graduate should have?

Li Manjun pointed to the night school economics textbook on his desk, "This is not learning."

Yao Zhaowen: "Uh....." The boss learns so fast.

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