Rebirth 83: Hundreds of billions of net worth, starting from setting up a stall

Luomashi Street.

The staff are busy setting up the night market, hanging all kinds of light bulbs and red lanterns.

At the night market, stalls were temporarily marked out with lime.

Li Cunxi told Wu Lei to wait in front of the door, and he came to the newly established night market management office carrying a canvas bag.

dong dong dong.

He knocked lightly on the office door.

"Come in."

Click.

Li Cunxi opened the door and walked in. There were only two staff members in the small office.

"Are you here to buy a stall?"

The square-faced man asked bluntly.

"Ah."

Li Cunxi nodded.

The square-faced man took out a floor plan and stated in a programmed manner: "The stalls are the same size. The rent is fifteen and a month, tax-free. The ones with a cross are already rented out. You can pick the rest by yourself."

Li Cunxi took the floor plan and counted it. Good guy, this is going to open tomorrow, but only twelve units have been rented out.

According to the nature of the beating above, it is estimated that many vendors will be recruited to temporarily serve as a facade.

"Have you chosen yet?"

The square-faced man urged impatiently.

Li Cunxi opened the canvas bag, took out a pile of money, and counted one hundred and two bills: "I want all the stalls."

"What?"

The square-faced man thought he heard wrongly.

Li Cunxi repeated: I said I want all the stalls, please go through the formalities.

This time, men with square faces can’t fix it.

In the past two days, the leaders have been meeting every day to discuss how to sell the stalls, and finally came up with a solution on the opening day of the night market.

The heads of various departments in their sub-district office gave the unsold stalls in their wallets to some self-employed people so that they could set up stalls so that they could pay their dues.

dong dong.

Li Cunxi knocked on the wooden table.

The square-faced man came to his senses and frowned: "You used so many stalls by yourself?"

"It's not available for the moment."

Li Cunxi answered truthfully.

Fang Lian's face darkened: "Since you can't use it, why did you buy it? Hang it there to embarrass our night market management office? You kid has a terrible heart!"

Li Cunxi smiled and said: "Don't worry, although I won't be able to use it for the time being, I will find some vendors and put them up first to ensure that the night market will be very lively on the day it opens."

"really?"

The square face is quite interesting.

If the young people in front of us can make a circle, the night market will be prosperous.

Then they, the people in charge, don't have to pay for it, and everyone is happy.

Li Cunxi smiled and replied: "It's more real than real gold."

"Okay, I'll handle the procedures for you."

Fang Lian took out a stack of prepared stall certificates, all of which had been stamped with the red seal of the street office, and then just wrote the number.

"You can fill it out according to the floor plan. The urban management committee will start checking three days after the night market starts. If you don't have a certificate, you will be kicked out immediately, so be sure to keep it."

The square face handed over the pen and paper.

Li Cunxi filled in the details according to the floor plan.

Fang Lian issued another receipt, collected the money, and warned again: "Brother, there will be people at the night market tomorrow to interview. You must greet everyone."

"Don't worry, brother, not only will it be full, but we will also give you a nice turnover."

Li Cunxi patted his chest and promised.

Fang Lian then felt relieved and personally sent Li Cunxi out the door.

When Wu Lei saw Li Cunxi coming out, he hurriedly greeted him: "Boss, where should we go?"

"Go to Hongqiao Market."

Li Cunxi walked to the bus stop.

After the success of Luomashi Night Market, other night market stalls will inevitably be robbed, so you can only do it early.

It took most of the day.

He visited the other eight night markets. The number of stalls he bought varied according to the opening hours of the night markets. Firstly, he did not want to spend so much money. Secondly, the night markets that opened later were not like Luoma Market. In a hurry to sell stalls, we prefer to involve as many self-employed people as possible.

For example, at the Hongqiao Market, he tried his best but only took away ten stalls. In desperation, he had no choice but to ask Wu Lei to go there again and buy ten more stalls.

After that, several night market management offices basically only provided no more than ten stalls. In the end, he had a total of 140 stalls in nine night markets. Because the stall prices varied, the total cost was more than 2000.

Li Cunxi looked at the more than 3000 yuan left in his pocket. It would be a waste to keep it, so he might as well buy it all.

So he took Wu Lei to the Fifth Garment Factory in Beijing.

After the guard announced.

Bai Maoqi led the two people into the factory.

On the road.

Li Cunxi asked: "Brother, has your factory reduced production recently?"

Bai Maoqi sighed: "Don't mention it. Since the above announced the sale of Queliang at half price, the production tasks of Queliang have been halved. Now the workers in the factory are generally idle all the time. Everyone is spreading the word that some people in the factory may be laid off."

Li Cunxi agreed: "You are right, maybe in the last two months, a group of workers will be laid off."

In the last life, the fifth garment factory ended up closing down. Before that, the factory must have gone through a series of struggles.

As for how to struggle, it is nothing more than increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. Don't even think about increasing revenue. If the factory leaders have the ability to pull orders, they will not be reduced to bankruptcy. The only remaining option is to reduce expenditure, lay off employees, and shrink some unnecessary tasks. expenses.

Bai Maoqi stopped and looked at Li Cunxi who hesitated to speak.

Li Cunxi seemed to have guessed what his uncle was thinking, and said with a smile: "If the eldest brother is worried that he will be laid off, just keep it in mind. In two days, I will find a way to transfer you to a regular cadre, even if the factory If you fail, you will be transferred to other departments."

"That was not what I meant."

Bai Maoqi turned around and looked at the huge factory building and murmured to himself: "In his position, he pursues his own affairs. Since I am the workshop director, I have to be responsible for them, so I don't want anyone to be laid off."

"Brother, it's good to have ambitions and empathy, but there are some things that cannot be violated by human power. Let's take care of ourselves."

Li Cunxi thought Bai Maoqi was acting in an official manner, patted him on the shoulder, and continued walking to the warehouse.

Bai Maoqi took his arm.

Li Cunxi frowned. He seemed to know what his uncle was going to do. Before he could speak, he refused: "Brother, I'm just a bumpkin from the countryside. Even your leaders can't save the factory, and I can't do it either."

"You definitely couldn't do it before, but you definitely can do it now."

Bai Maoqi's specious words frightened Li Cunxi so much that he almost thought that his second uncle knew that he was a reborn person.

Fortunately, Bai Maoqi immediately added: "Mom has already told me that you not only paid off the foreign debt of 1 yuan to the second brother, but also gave Lu Changgui nearly 3 yuan in gifts for my promotion, and all this money was earned by selling clothes." Yes, since you are so good at selling clothes, you must have a way to help the factory clear its inventory."