"Third Master, whether he makes a loss or not, what does it have to do with the authorities?"

Li Ye was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He felt that Qiao Laosan's thinking was not right. He kept harassing the officials. This might be a bait in Zhou Qi's trap. Who knows.

Qiao Laosan glanced at Li Ye and said, "Of course you don't understand the ins and outs of this. Think about it, the government backs him up, helps him promote his products, and even links him to poverty alleviation. Now his cannery is a key industry supported by the county government, and a model of poverty alleviation in the county."

"What will people think if he spends so much money? They will think there is something fishy going on in his poverty alleviation. Besides, the county office will also be worried that he won't be able to afford the money and will collapse."

"The model that was just promoted fell in the blink of an eye. This is not just a slap in the face. Poverty alleviation has killed itself. This is simply a huge joke. Who will dare to mention poverty alleviation in the future?"

"He has to take back the 20 cents profit now, but there is nothing he can do. On the one hand, he doesn't want to lose the market, and on the other hand, he has to be subject to official restrictions... Hehe... Zhou Qi is now like a dog in a cage. No matter how hard he barks, he can't get out. No matter how loudly he barks, he can't escape the iron cage."

Having said that, Qiao Laosan was 100% sure that this was the situation.

This was the perfect time for him to strike back.

He no longer cares about the county office or poverty alleviation.

After getting rid of Zhou Qi, the worst that could happen is that they would take out some money to help the poor. He didn't believe that the county office would refuse.

When his eyes fell on the order on the table, Qiao Laosan's eyes became wet.

After Zhou Qi adjusted his profit margins, his order volume increased dramatically.

Especially for these few transactions, payment was made first and then the goods were received.

What does this mean? The market has recovered, Zhou Qi is no longer doing well, the market is short of goods, and everyone is starting to grab his cans.

As long as you persist, you will eventually win, and there will be a rainbow after the storm.

Moreover, these large orders all came from the markets that Zhou Qi covered. He had never thought that orders could be so valuable.

Zhang Erdan, Li Dachui, and Wang Sanxia.

He will remember the names of these new channel partners and express his gratitude in words.

At this critical juncture, being willing to pay first and place an order is a great support to him.

With a stroke of the pen, the contract is signed, production is arranged, and shipment begins.

Zhang Gongzheng and his people wouldn't be so foolish as to place orders on their own.

They all have names and surnames in Qiao Laosan's place.

Naturally, someone will do it for you and it will be done for you just by giving a little tip.

With Zhou Qi's profit adjustment, many merchants were unhappy.

Orders to Qiao Laosan also increased rapidly.

This is the market, and interests always come first.

No one wants to see their money flowing away like water.

When Zhou Qi saw the supply and marketing contract signed by Zhang Gongzheng and others, he smiled lightly, knowing that the overall situation had been decided.

He locked the contract in the cabinet and turned his attention to the clothing business.

I called Du Qianqian and told her that the factory had been built and it was time to start working on the clothing business.

Du Qianqian said that the equipment could be arranged to be shipped within a week, and technical personnel would also be on the vehicle to ensure the installation and operation of the equipment. As for training, they would wait until Zhou Qi recruited people and then send people. Currently, 15,000 pieces of clothing are on the way.

Why are there only 15,000 pieces?

Zhou Qi was a little dissatisfied.

Du Qianqian's reason was simple: making work clothes takes time.

In fact, this is complete nonsense.

Winter clothes are not as easy to make as summer clothes.

Especially since Zhou Qi is targeting the northern market, making one winter coat is equivalent to making five or six summer coats, so the output naturally decreases.

After talking about this, Zhou Qi hung up the phone and lit a cigarette.

Just as I was thinking about something, I heard the voices of Zhang Gongzheng and others downstairs.

I walked to the window and looked down. I saw a brand new Santana.

This was what Zhou Qi asked Jiang Jun to bring back from Chun City.

After the snow, I rode a motorcycle to take Lin Ruixue to work. She had to wrap herself in three layers of clothes. Even so, the little one's face was still red from the cold. My wife was the same. Every day when we went to the clothing mall, she shivered after getting off the car.

According to her, she was used to it, but Zhou Qi still felt distressed.

He originally held on to the money because he wanted to check and balance Qiao Lao San, and he also wanted to buy a Mercedes-Benz in one go.

Unfortunately, the weather got cold too quickly and Qiao Laosan lasted too long.

Buy a Santana first, it’s not too late to change it later. At worst you can leave it at the factory, or let your wife learn to drive. It’s not a waste of money.

He put out the cigarette, took the key to the Russian building, and went downstairs.

"Oh my god, Brother Qi, we have a car now!"

“It’s so impressive.”

"When will we be equipped with this equipment?"

Several people were talking to each other, staring at the brand new Santana, their eyes full of light.

At that time, motorcycles were not affordable for ordinary people, let alone cars. These things were more expensive than houses. A Santana could be exchanged for a row of houses. That was a dream that many people dared not even think about.

Zhou Qi smiled and said, "Hurry up and take the driver's license test when you have time."

Now they earn a lot.

Ma Yuan only has five stores, Zhang Gongzheng has four stores, and Cao Qinquan has two stores.

A store, not to mention a lot, makes at least ten thousand a year. With the salary, Ma Yuan only makes at least sixty thousand a year to start. Adding other miscellaneous income, he does make a lot a year. He can try hard to buy a Santana, or a Xiali, a Geely is also good.

In this day and age, owning a car means having face.

Opened the car door and got in.

He once owned several luxury cars, but in his opinion, this was just an old Santana.

Nothing particularly attractive.

I looked around and wanted to close the car door.

"Brother Qi, it seems you don't have a driver's license." Zhang Gongzheng said.

"Yes."

Zhou Qi nodded slightly and said, "But I have someone."

boom.

The car door closed with a dull sound.

He started the car, drove around the factory for a while, experienced it, then drove out of the factory and disappeared from sight.

Zhang Gongzheng nudged Ma Yuancai's arm and said, "Brother Qi, were you trying to be cool just now?"

"If you don't come back within a minute, it's not your name." Ma Yuancai said.

"Why one minute?"

Ma Yuancai looked at him and said, "Can you use your brain? At the speed we're driving, we can reach the traffic light in about a minute. There will be a traffic police there."

"That'll take two minutes to go back and forth."

"Then wait for him for two minutes."

Five minutes later.

Zhou Qi was driving when his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Brother Qi, were you stopped?"

"roll."

Ma Yuan just saw Zhang Gongzheng hanging up the phone and asked, "What did you say?"

"Exact words?"

"Correct."

"roll."

"Oh my god, are you kidding me?"

Zhang Gongzheng shrugged: "You want to hear the original words."

Ma Yuancai blinked his eyes and said, "So, he wasn't stopped."

Jiang Jun looked at the two of them and felt really bored.

"Brother Qi has a driver's license."

Zhang Gongzheng was stunned: "When did you take the exam?"

Jiang Jun didn't say anything more and handed the black bag to Cao Qinquan: "It's the leftover from buying the car."

Zhang Gongzheng glanced at the bag, which looked quite a bit, and asked, "Secretary, how much did the car cost?"

"One hundred and eighty-five thousand." Zhang Gongzheng and Ma Yuancai were surprised at the same time.

Santana and the others knew that the total cost would be two hundred thousand.

Fifteen thousand cheaper?

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