Return To 1977 Chapter 857: Painting

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During the conversation, several people walked into the workshop.

The outermost part of the workshop is the packaging position.

Next to the piles of denim clothes, the female workers sitting on small benches were quickly cutting off the threads with scissors.

Further inside, you can see the ironing area.

Beside the hot steam stove, several ironers with wet backs were also pressing the irons in their hands to iron the goods.

What a lively scene.

And here, Hong Yanwu was extremely surprised to find that the products produced in the factory happened to be the varieties he liked most in the pattern making room just now - denim shorts and denim skirts.

The styles are fashionable and the colors are good, just in time with the season.

So taking advantage of the opportunity when Factory Director Zeng was talking to a worker, he whispered instructions to "Achang" and "Dabao" beside him.

"The stuff here is so good. I have to squeeze out a lot of him. You don't have to worry about anything else for a while, just drag him to dinner and get him on our table."

"Achang" and "Dabao" looked at each other and nodded calmly.

When they walked out of the factory and came to the open space, they started to act according to the plan.

Hong Yanwu stretched his stubble first.

"Director Zeng, you see, I have caused you a lot of trouble for most of the day, and we feel very sorry for it. Look at the clock, it is noon now, let's go have a light meal together. Let's treat..."

Unexpectedly, Director Zeng rolled his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, you're welcome. Our factory has a cafeteria, and I have something to do in the afternoon, so I can't accompany you today. If you have any plans, we'd better tell them as soon as possible."

Hong Yanwu smiled after hearing this.

"Your excuse is not good, please don't guard us like a wolf, okay? We are going to do big business, and we have no intention of closing the deal by bribing you with a meal. Really. If the price is not right and the conditions cannot be negotiated, it will be useless even if we treat you to dinner every day."

"Dabao" now also pretended to be dissatisfied and greeted him.

"Director Zeng, you are so uninteresting. We came all the way from the capital and found your door by fate. Why don't you even want to give me a meal?" Aren’t we the class enemies abroad?”

"Achang" laughed and actually went over his shoulder to explain to Director Zeng, but his intention was also to solicit customers.

"Ah, you can really talk nonsense about class enemies, how can we get close to each other? Even when foreign businessmen come, the factory still has to entertain and accompany us. Not to mention our own compatriots. How can we be so close? Favors? As the saying goes, benevolence is the key to success. Director Zeng, are you right?

"Dabao" then started making fun of Yangzi again.

"Yes, yes. Old Zeng, let me tell you something again. I think back in the day, when your Sun Yat-sen came to our capital, we people in the capital treated him very well. He had good food and drink, but in the end we all treated him badly. The Sheji altar in the Qing Dynasty was turned into a park named after him. Now that we from the capital come to Guangdong, it is not too much to ask you to accompany us for a meal."

Well, how can Cantonese compare to the sharpness of Beijing movies?

Besides, this is a group versus a single person.

Hey, Director Zeng can't resist what you say and what he says.

It just so happened that the bell to finish work rang at noon.

Stop talking nonsense and just leave!

Ten minutes later, several people sat down in a single room of the most respectable restaurant in town.

The food here is not cheap, and it is said that it tastes good, but the decoration is very simple.

There isn't even a recipe, the names of the dishes are written on the blackboard behind the counter, and there aren't many varieties, just a dozen or so.

Hong Yanwu didn't bother to look at it, so he just opened his mouth and asked for them all.

Director Zeng was dumbfounded by this careless and generous attitude.

While waiting for the food to be served, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that you are the best private boss. Whatever you make is your own money. This is called generous, but it is not like our township enterprises. There are people above to take care of it. Not to mention that the profits cannot be made, and even the entertainment expenses have been overrun. , are all subject to criticism.”

When Hong Yanwu heard that he took the initiative to move closer in this direction, he was naturally happy and followed what he said.

"Actually, the only advantage of township and village enterprises is that the harvest is guaranteed during droughts and floods, and individuals do not have to bear commercial risks for the public. But, having said that, the current jeans business is completely guaranteed to make a profit, so where are the risks? . Anyone who can open his own factory to do this will become a millionaire in a few years..."

The dishes arrived at this time, starting with a dish of "white chopped chicken".

The speed with which Director Zeng chewed showed that he had a very good appetite.

But after taking a sip of beer, he was amused by what Hong Yanwu just said.

"Little brother, you take it for granted. This is indeed a good business and everyone wants to do it. But who has such a big capital?"

"Did you know that jeans are a type of clothing with the most manufacturing processes. From cutting pieces of cloth to making a pair of jeans, a pair of jeans has to go through more than a dozen processes. Each process requires a sewing machine, and many special Processes such as scapula pressing, trousers pulling, etc. even require some more expensive sewing machines, which need to be imported. ”

"It costs at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to set up such a production line. Plus the expenses of rent, denim fabrics, accessories, etc. It costs 100,000 yuan, which is an astronomical figure for anyone. Numbers! In fact, there are not many private bosses here who have a net worth of 100,000 yuan, but they all started in other fields. This does not mean that they can spend 100,000 yuan in cash to do this. Can the two factories invested in the township make jeans?"

But he didn't expect that Hong Yanwu would not feel dissatisfied, but instead laughed.

"That's not necessarily true. Director Zeng, I think it's quite suitable for you to do it yourself. The money issue is actually easy to solve, but the key is to know the business. I think as long as you are willing, you can open such a factory soon... ”

Okay, these words made Director Zeng choke on his wine.

After coughing several times, he smoothed his throat.

"Little brother. Why are you talking drunkenly when you haven't drunk? Let's not make such jokes, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu became serious at this time.

"Director Zeng, I'm not joking. I'm telling you seriously."

Director Zeng couldn't help but be stunned again. It took him a while to finally see that there was something in Hong Yanwu's words.

"What do you mean?"

At this time, Hong Yanwu narrowed his eyes like a fox.

"My point is simple. No matter how good Aihua is, he is from the town. He only gets a salary of 200 yuan and works as a horse for others, with only the name of a factory director. How can you be comfortable working alone? You You know technology and management, but all you need is start-up capital. Are you willing to devote your life to it and don’t want to feel like a millionaire yourself? ”

Following him, he approached Director Zeng and whispered.

"Of course, you don't have money now, but I have money. As the saying goes, you rely on your parents at home and your friends when you go out. I am willing to be your friend. Do you think this is good? You can buy goods from the Germans Give me some of it. Can I give you 50 cents for each pair of shorts and one yuan for each skirt? If we do this kind of business a few times, won’t the money to start the factory come out? When you open the factory, we can continue to cooperate in the future.”

Director Zeng had completely stopped chewing at this moment. After hearing these words, he raised his head and looked at Hong Yanwu deeply.

He hesitated and responded in a low voice with resistance.

"I really understand what you mean. You have painted a big pie for me. But... this... is not good, right?"