The Pentium Era - South to North

After A Yong left, Zhang Chen and He Hongmei looked at Liu Ligan. Zhang Chen said, now you can tell me, why did you fight for love? What a good thing, you took it away.

Liu Ligan laughed and I used it to make a packaging box.

"Packaging box?" Zhang Chen and He Hongmei were confused.

"Yes, the packaging box, the packaging box of the West Lake Ten Treasures." Liu Li said proudly, "There are four boxes of the West Lake Ten Treasures in one bag, isn't it cool enough?"

He Hongmei couldn't help laughing: "Crazy, how much do you want to sell these ten treasures of the West Lake?"

"Two hundred and seventy-eight, is it a good price?"

"I'll go, four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures, you want to sell them for two hundred and seventy-eight, and you still pay a reasonable price?" He Hongmei scolded.

"Look, this lesbian is not objective when she talks. You want to sell an empty bag for 258 yuan. I added four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures, which only increased 20 yuan. Do you have a conscience or do I? You know , our four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures cost more than 100." Liu Ligan said.

"Can these be the same? I am selling bags, and you are selling snacks. Can the price of bags and snacks be the same?"

"What's the difference? Is this bag missing a corner or a piece of leather? It's still handmade and made of real materials."

"You -" He Hongmei still wanted to refute, but found it difficult to refute Liu Ligan's words. Two hundred and seventy-eight, Bao had indeed not changed at all.

Zhang Chen understood and said with a smile: "Don't argue with him, he is just selling bags."

"Selling bags? You want Yiming Food Factory to sell bags?" He Hongmei's eyes widened.

Liu Ligan smiled and said: "Zhang Chen's words are right, and your previous reaction is also right."

"What's the right reaction?" He Hongmei wondered.

"The first reaction." Liu Ligan said, "Your first reaction is that this is a snack, but the price is a little more expensive. This reaction is correct. Little comrade, the Chinese New Year is almost here, do you want to go to the leadership or to the brothers' units? Walk around?”

"No." He Hongmei shook her head, "My superiors are my parents, my brother's unit is here, and I work here for free every day."

"Oh, you-" Liu Ligan was stunned for a moment, Zhang Chen laughed, and He Hongmei looked at him, shaking her head proudly.

Liu Ligan was discouraged: "Okay, okay, let's not compare you to this comrade. During the Chinese New Year, this comrade should go to Sanbao Village and walk around, and the women's clothing department of Shanghai Mall should also go around and walk around. , if he takes the bag, it is called bribery. The person giving it must be brave, and the person accepting it must also weigh it.

"But if you go there with such a bag of the Ten Treasures of the West Lake, it will be completely different. No matter how expensive the pastries are, it is still a favor during the New Year and the holidays. Do you understand?"

"That's not the same as accepting bribes." He Hongmei said.

"People's psychology is different. People don't dare to accept gifts of money. You see, people don't just accept gifts of wine and cigarettes. Isn't it the same as giving a bag of snacks? The most important thing is that if you buy this in the mall, Invoices can be issued and each unit’s finances can be reimbursed.”

Liu Ligan said proudly, Zhang Chen looked at him and cursed, why don't you just be more cruel?

"I have thought about it. If I can move it, I would like to use the refrigerator as a packaging box for the West Lake Ten Treasures." Liu Ligan said.

At that time, there was indeed such a trend in society. Many units were racking their brains for promotion. The purpose was actually how to use public money to make small profits for themselves.

There are many pharmaceutical factories. In order to attract hospitals and pharmaceutical companies to buy more medicines, they put the medicines in thermos flasks, rice cookers and pressure cookers. When a hospital receives a batch of medicines, the first thing they do is to put the thermos flasks, rice cookers and pressure cookers inside. Take it apart.

Zhang Chen couldn't understand, so he asked: "What does this Ming Food Factory have to do with you now? Why do you want to help so much?"

Liu Ligan asked back: "Then Wei Wenfang and Wu Zhaohui have already left your company. What relationship do they have with you? Are you going to help them?"

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, and Liu Ligan continued: "This Ming Food Factory has at least made me rich. I will treat it as repaying my gratitude. I will treat it as a Chinese New Year and let their workers go home with more bonuses. It makes sense. Well, what about you? Do you also repay the favor? "

Zhang Chen was speechless. He Hongmei looked on from the side and shook her head. She felt that these two people were actually the same on this point, that is, they would do things that were unprofitable and even unfair. But she felt that this was good. If she wanted to make a profit in everything she did, she would be obsessed with money. She didn't like such a man...

Bah, who wants you to like me?

Well, well, at least, she didn't like working with such a man.

Zhang Chen looked at the bag on the table and asked Liu Ligan: "If you kill it first and then show it, will Lao Fan agree?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan." Liu Ligan said.

The big brother on Zhang Chen's desk rang loudly, and he picked up. It was Harada Shino. Harada Shino asked Zhang Chen, have the batch of clothes been ready?

Zhang Chen agreed, brother Zhinai.

Harada Shino told him to get ready, the director and production director will be coming tomorrow.

Zhang Chen said okay, then come to our design center on Stadium Road, okay?

Harada Shino said okay, see you tomorrow, brother Zhang Chen.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Chen and He Hongmei said that the Japanese are coming tomorrow, so please prepare.

"It has been prepared for a long time." He Hongmei said, "All the clothes are in the design center. I will ask Ge Ling and the others to check them again."

He Hongmei said and shook her head. Zhang Chen asked, why are you shaking your head?

"This Ge Ling, I'm a little afraid of her. Every time I look at some clothes, she will put forward a lot of opinions." He Hongmei said.

"That's not bad. Others are embarrassed to mention it, right?" Zhang Chen said.

"Okay, okay." He Hongmei sighed, "But her opinions are often very reasonable, you know? This will make your self-confidence collapse."

Zhang Chen laughed, and Liu Ligan said, "Yes, that's right. It's like when I'm driving, Wu Zhaohui is next to me the most. He sees that whatever you do, it's not standard enough, making you feel like an idiot, Luo Li." Damn it, I wanted to pull over to the side of the road and have a fight with him first.

Zhang Chen and He Hongmei laughed, and He Hongmei said, "Okay, I'll fight Ge Ling too."

When He Hongmei went out, Liu Ligan also picked up the cowhide bag on the table and said to Zhang Chen: "You are busy with your great cause of Sino-Japanese friendship. I'm going to Weihu Mountain to see Lao Fan."

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Liu Ligan carried the yellow leather bag and walked into Fan Qishun's office. The secretary and accountant were also here. When the secretary saw Liu Ligan, he shouted: "Hey, Mr. Liu, did you buy a new bag?"

Liu Ligan was right. He put the bag on Fan Qishun's table and asked them, "Does it look good?"

"It's nice. It looks very high-end. It's expensive, right?" the secretary said.

Fan Qishun also thought the bag was good. He stood up and the three of them looked at the bag together.

"Open it, open it. There is nothing inside. Open it and take a good look." Liu Ligan said.

Fan Qishun untied the belt of the bag and opened the bag. There was a satin lining inside. The accountant closed the bag with a bang and opened it again. He looked inside and pushed up the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. Said, this bag is quite practical.

"It's a bit like something from the old Chengguang." The secretary said.

Fan Qishun stared at the bag. He thought of something, raised his head and asked Liu Ligan: "Is this something from A Yong's house?"

"Good vision!" Liu Ligan shouted, "This was designed by Ayong's grandfather."

"Oh, the old man has come out?" Fan Qishun was surprised. He said to the secretary and accountant: "The old man has a stick. The old society's Chen Guang, those officials and big bosses in Hangzhou, all used it at home. These are leather goods made by an old man.”

"How much?" Fan Qishun asked Liu Ligan.

"Guess." Liu Ligan said.

"One hundred dollars is always needed," the accountant said.

"Bullshit, 100 yuan, can you buy handmade goods for 100 yuan? At least more than 200 yuan." Fan Qishun said.

"It's almost the same, I think it's almost the same," the secretary said.

"My guess is correct, two hundred and seventy-eight." Liu Ligan said, "How about it, do you like it?"

The secretary teased him, why, you want to give each of us one?

"You don't need me to deliver them. There will be plenty in the factory in the future." Liu Ligan said. The three people looked at him, wondering what he was talking about.

"Wait, I'll call a few more people."

Liu Ligan walked out as he said this. He knew this, and it was difficult to talk to the three old brains. He walked to the supply and marketing department on the side and saw that the chief of the supply and marketing department and four or five supply and marketing staff were there. He Let's go to Lao Fan's office and show you some good things.

Those people stood up, and Liu Ligan said to one of them, "Go to the workshop and bring four boxes of the Ten Treasures of the West Lake."

The man went to the sports car room, and the other people followed Liu Ligan back to Fan Qishun's office. As soon as they came in, they were also attracted by the bag on Fan Qishun's desk. The supply and marketing section chief shouted:

"Director Fan, you have replaced your shotgun with a cannon. Are you using such a high-end bag?"

Fan Qishun scolded: "How can I afford it? It belongs to the big boss."

"It belongs to everyone, it belongs to everyone." Liu Ligan said, "How about we use this bag as the packaging bag for the West Lake Ten Treasures?"

The others looked at him and laughed, thinking he was talking crazy.

The salesman who went to pick up the Ten Treasures of the West Lake came in with four boxes of the Ten Treasures of the West Lake. Liu Ligan stretched out his hand and waved, and gave the four boxes to Liu Ligan.

Liu Ligan opened the yellow cowhide bag and put four boxes of the Ten Treasures of the West Lake in. It just happened that the mouth of the bag could be closed with a "bang".

Liu Ligan said to them: "No kidding, that's it, four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures. We will put this pack in the mall and sell it for 278 yuan."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Fan Qishun asked him.

"Don't be anxious, just listen to me and explain slowly." Liu Ligan said.

"Of course, this is not for sale now, but during the Spring Festival. During the Spring Festival, every unit must give gifts. Don't tell me that you won't give them away. Higher-end ones, like two bottles of Maotai, Sanbai, and two sticks of Zhonghua cigarettes, are also required. Three hundred, why can’t you give us this extreme version of the Ten Treasures of West Lake?”

Liu Ligan said, turning to the accountant: "And the unit's accounting, West Lake Ten Treasures is better than Moutai and Zhonghua Cigarettes, right? Then Moutai and Zhonghua Cigarettes are so sensitive, right?"

The accountant nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Liu, I think this is okay." The supply and marketing section chief shouted, "After smoking the cigarettes, what else is left? After drinking the wine, what is left? We have eaten the pastries inside, and there are still such beautiful things. If you want a bag, I would rather have this."

"Are you just selling bags?" Fan Qishun asked.

"Why are you selling bags? They are selling the top ten treasures of the West Lake." Liu Ligan said with a smile.

"Lao Fan, please do the math. Our four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures cost more than 100 yuan. If you calculate it this way, this package costs more than 100 yuan. For those who buy it, do you think it is a good deal? For those who are given it as a gift, do you think it is a good deal? From a human perspective, a gift like this, given or not, is no more ugly than two strips of Chinese, right? And it’s fresh, and everyone else gives cigarettes, but you’re the only one giving this, isn’t it impressive enough?”

"Yes, Mr. Liu, this will definitely be easy to sell," a supply and salesman said.

"How much do you prepare for this?" Another salesman asked.

"I want to make ten thousand." Liu Ligan said.

"Ten thousand is not enough," said the head of the supply and marketing section. "In this Chinese New Year, ten thousand is not enough. We have so many points, and I don't think it's enough for one point."

"You can make pastries in your workshop, but others can't make this bag." Liu Ligan said, "I'm talking about ten thousand. I don't know if they can make it yet. In this way, if we can make ten thousand, we It only sells for two hundred and seventy-eight. If we can’t make it, we’ll sell it a little more expensively. Besides, we can’t sell more of this thing, and we can’t sell it all over the streets, otherwise it won’t be valuable.”

"That's true." The supply and marketing section chief nodded in agreement.

"We sell this, firstly, to make money, and secondly, to expand our influence and improve our quality." Liu Ligan said.

"How much do we pay for this bag?" the accountant asked.

"eighty."

The accountant immediately calculated in his mind. If the retail price is two hundred and seventy-eight, the mall will deduct 23%, leaving two hundred and fourteen. One bag costs eighty, and four boxes of West Lake Ten Treasures cost thirty. Enough money...

"If we make one piece, the gross profit will be 100 yuan? If it's 10,000 pieces, then the gross profit will be 1 million?" The accountant was startled and asked.

"Yes." Liu Lizhan nodded.

"Then have you ever calculated that just to get the package, we will have to pay 800,000 yuan?" Fan Qishun scolded the accountant, and he said: "I don't dare to do this business. If we make a loss, we will have done it for three or four months in vain." .”

Liu Ligan had long thought that Fan Qishun would say this, so he took out his "mountain man's trick" and said to Fan Qishun:

"I know you, Lao Fan, are sure to take over me. Okay, it's the same as before. I'll pay for it first, and you'll give me the money after I sell it. Any inventory will be mine."

Fan Qishun looked at him and smiled "hehe", and the others also laughed.

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