Chapter 042: The Abacus Dials the Wrong Bead
After Han Chunlei sat down, he said: "Brother Quan, the factory price of these 400 shirts will be yours, 2 yuan a piece will be 2 yuan a piece, I want them all." But I'll pay you a deposit of 200 dollars first, and after fifteen days, I'll settle the balance of the remaining 600 dollars for you. What do you think?"
"Huh...... It's not good!"
Cai Jingquan was laughed at by Han Chunlei's so-called settlement method.
obviously didn't have that much money, but he had to swallow 400 fake collars in one bite. He also said that he would pay a deposit of 200 first, and then settle the remaining 600 balance after 15 days. Don't you just want to take credit first, wait for these fake collars to sell, and then make up the payment?
It's just a business without a foundation.
This kid is really good at fighting!
Immediately, the corners of Cai Jingquan's mouth were mocking, and he said, "Chunlei, you really dare to think about it." ”
When Han Chunlei saw this, he knew that his little abacus had been seen through by Cai Jingquan, but he was not stage frightened, but laughed and said calmly: "Brother Quan, there is no shortage of people who dare to think and dare to do things these years, isn't it?"
"But you're too daring to think about it. ”
Cai Jingquan said bluntly: "Then let me ask you, I gave you all the goods, and after fifteen days, I didn't receive the final payment, who should I go to?"
The implication is that if they don't pay the full amount, Han Chunlei and they will roll away 400 fake collars, who will be responsible?
"Brother Quan, do you think we are like this kind of person?" Han Chunlei said with a wry smile.
"It's not that Brother Quan doesn't believe you, it's just that in these years, everyone has it. Besides, when doing business, pay attention to one birth and two cooking. Even if you want to pay on credit, you can't have a process of trusting each other, right? I see, this first time we cooperate, how much money do you have, how many goods do you get, let's have one hand of money and one hand of goods, and we have both money and goods, clean and neat, how good?" Cai Jingquan said.
Han Chunlei shrugged, picked up his wine glass, and saluted: "Since Brother Quan can't trust us, then let's continue to drink." ”
"Hahaha, you're a funny young man. ”
Hearing Han Chunlei say this, Cai Jingquan's face that was still tense just now couldn't help laughing, and said happily, "Don't worry, come to my house, the wine will definitely be enough." But there is one thing, even if you drink all the wine in our house today, I can't promise you the credit. ”
Then, Cai Jingquan asked his daughter-in-law to reheat the dishes and continued to drink them with Han Chunlei. The conversation was quite pleasant, but neither side ever mentioned the matter of taking goods on credit. After drinking until almost two o'clock, Han Chunlei saw that the time was not early, so he thanked Cai Jingquan and his wife, and left Cai's house with Zhang Xilu.
Out of Cai's house, Zhang Xilu held back a stomach at the dinner table, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but saw Han Chunlei shaking his head and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, go back and talk about it." ”
Zhang Xilu sighed and followed Han Chunlei towards the entrance of Chikan Village.
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At this time, Cai Jingquan's house.
Zheng Xiao'e saw that Cai Jingquan was full of alcohol and was about to go out, so she couldn't help but remind: "I drank so much wine at noon, or don't go to work in the factory." ”
Zheng Xiao'e knew that her husband had been holding her breath since she didn't become the director of Dahua Factory. Because of this, she also had a very stiff quarrel with the Hong Kong accountant in the factory, she was worried that he would go to the factory after drinking, and if he couldn't control his temper and choked with the Hong Kong accountant again, he would suffer in the end.
After all, everyone knows that charming Hong Kong accountant
"I won't go to the factory in the afternoon, I'll go to my uncle's house. ”
Cai Jingquan nodded, pointed to the three cardboard boxes with fake collars on the ground, and said, "You hurry up and put these things away, and someone at home will see them later." ”
"Well, got it, go ahead. ”
Zheng Xiao'e immediately carried the cardboard boxes on the ground back to the bedroom one by one, and carefully stuffed them under the bed.
Cai Jingquan walked to the courtyard and washed his face with cold water, then went out and went straight to the house of Cai Fujin, the uncle in the east of the village.
He felt that it was necessary to report to his uncle about Han Chunlei's incident today.
Because they set up this garment workshop, his uncle Cai Fujin is the one who is really in charge.
Thinking about it, it is also relieved that if you want to learn the experience of Dahua Factory in Chikan Village, and at the same time secretly build your own garment factory behind the back of Hong Kong people, the first thing to do is that the whole village works together and does not leak out. In Chikan Village, the person with this ability and prestige is by no means Cai Jingquan, but the village chief Cai Fujin and the entire Cai family.
Only when the prestige of the village chief and the interests of the family go hand in hand, can the whole village, from top to bottom, work together, keep secrets, and replicate their set of production and management models under the noses of Hong Kong people.
So when Han Chunlei heard Cai Jingquan say that they were also working in a garment factory in private, he was surprised and secretly admired. This is because it is very risky to do this, and once the matter is revealed, the Hong Kong investors will be angry and withdraw the Dahua Garment Factory from Chikan Village, not to mention that the loss of some jobs in the Dahua Factory will cause economic damage to the villagers, but that the Hong Kong businessmen will report their behavior to the district, and the district will punish them for the crime of "destroying the investment environment of Hong Kong businessmen and harming the interests and well-being of Hong Kong businessmen." These people, headed by Cai Fujin, will not be able to eat and walk around.
In recent years, Hong Kong businessmen who have returned to the mainland to invest have brought with them not only a large amount of capital and advanced equipment, but also advanced production experience, so the political status and treatment they enjoy are very high, and they are the sweets and sweets in the eyes of the local government.
But what really impressed Han Chunlei was not Cai Jingquan's courage, but their vision. They could have worked for a large garment factory invested by Hong Kong people to earn a good salary, and as long as the Dahua factory was in Chikan Village for one day, Chikan Village would receive a considerable amount of rent for the site every year.
But Cai Fujin and they were not satisfied with this, they used the garment production and production experience they learned in the Dahua factory to secretly and secretly raise funds to buy sewing machines, and opened their own garment workshop behind the back of Hong Kong people, starting with the production of fake collars with the simplest production process.
In their view, one day, the Hong Kong Investment Chamber of Commerce will leave, and the Dahua Garment Factory will also leave Chikan Village, and they cannot always work for the Hong Kong boss, only by leaving other people's advanced knowledge and production experience will it truly belong to them.
The ancients said that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, since others do not teach, then we will steal our own teachers to learn the arts, and leave the real skills. This is the simplest wisdom of the Chinese people.
Han Chunlei admired them.
Soon, Cai Jingquan arrived at Cai Fujin's house. At this moment, Cai Fujin had just gotten up from his lunch break and was making kung fu tea in the courtyard.
After Cai Jingquan drank two brews of tea, he told his uncle about Han Chunlei and their visit to his house at noon.
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Here, Han Chunlei and his brothers didn't say anything all the way, and walked out of Chikan Village quickly.
Although the road back to Hubei Village from Chikan Village is not far, if you insist on walking back, there is still some distance. So they waited for a while on the road outside the entrance of Chikan Village, and when they saw a minibus passing by, they got into the car.
They got off the bus at the entrance of Hubei Village, and when they returned to Ah Xiong's house, it was already about 3 p.m.
At this time, except for Ah Xiong's aunt at home, no one else has returned.
Zhang Xilu, who was sweating profusely, walked to the lychee tree in the courtyard, picked up the teapot on the stone table and poured himself a cup of herbal tea, poured a few sips of it, and after quenching his thirst, he wiped his mouth and shouted at Han Chunlei: "Chunlei, you didn't let me ask all the way, I can't hold it back!"
"Sneer......"
Han Chunlei couldn't help but laugh, and said happily, "It's not that I didn't let you ask, it's that I didn't think about how to reply to you." So let you calm down and ask all the questions when you go home. ”
Zhang Xiluqi said: "I didn't even ask, how do you know what I want to ask?"
"How fresh, what more can you ask?"
Han Chunlei also poured himself a cup of herbal tea and sat on the stone bench, "Don't you just want to ask, since Cai Jingquan doesn't agree with my method of paying the deposit first and then making up the final payment, why don't you listen to his advice, how much money you have, how much money you have, how much goods you have? Instead, you still have to talk about business at his house, talking nonsense until two o'clock? You want to ask this, right?"
"Tsk, brother, God!"
Zhang Xilu gave a thumbs up, returned to the topic, and asked, "Yes, how did you think about it? It's really not good, let's just sell the fake collar for 200 yuan first according to the price he gave." We've been coming to Shenzhen for a few days, and if we sit like this, we'll really have to roll up and go back to our hometown. ”