The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei knew that he had really integrated into Jiang Ziqiang's circle.

Jiang Ziqiang actually set up this line for his brother Yang Jun.

But after getting in touch, he felt that Jiang Ziqiang's family was very easy to get along with, whether they were neighbors or friends, they were very good.

At noon that day, Yang Fei drank a few more glasses, returned home, turned on the CD player, and immersed himself in the beautiful music.

The phone in the house suddenly rang.

Not many people knew about this phone number, except for family members, only a few people around him knew about it.

Yang Fei grabbed the microphone.

Surprisingly, it was Shi Si who called.

"Did you eat?" Shi Si asked.

"Just ate."

"So early? Then come out and drink tea. Zhao Wenbin treats you."

"Hehe, it's rare. But I'm not thirsty."

"Then what should I ask?"

"You can drink a few cups aggressively."

"Pi! Opposite the Friendship Store, next to the Xinhua Bookstore, there is a Zhuang Yu Tea House, do you know?"

"know."

"We'll meet over there."

Zhuang Yu Tea House is located on the bustling Wanhua Road.

Yang Fei drove by countless times, and it took only ten minutes to drive from home.

Shi Si has arrived, together with Zhao Wenbin.

Chapter 114 Selling the Factory

Zhao Wenbin completely lost the arrogance he had before, his face was unshaven, and his hair was kept very long and was not trimmed.

"Comrade Yang Fei, hello." Zhao Wenbin offered to extend his right hand.

Yang Fei pretended not to see, and said lightly: "Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Wenbin withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and looked at Shi Si helplessly.

Shi Si touched Yang Fei lightly, and said with a smile, "Everyone used to work in the same factory, so don't be so polite, just sit down, waiter, you go out, and I'll make tea."

The waiter set the tea set, bowed and exited.

Guzheng music is played in the tea house, the soft music is accompanied by antique Chinese decoration, which is quite artistic.

This is the private seat on the second floor. Sitting by the window, you can see the bustling Wanhua Road and the Friendship Store opposite.

Yang Fei said with some emotion: "I remember that in the old Friendship Store, Chinese people were not allowed to enter. They only did business with foreigners and only accepted foreign exchange certificates as currency. The items sold in the store were expensive and were imported from foreign countries, such as Peanut butter and Hershey's, and our fine arts and crafts. And uncensored Western reading, like The New York Times. Guards keep anyone who looks Chinese from entering the store."

Shi Si was taken aback, looked up at the Friendship Store outside the window, and said with a smile: "You sound like you are very old, what era is this all about?"

"Is it a long time ago? It was just after the reform and opening up?" Yang Fei said, "How similar is the current Northern Dynasty to our country before?"

"Have you been to the Northern Dynasties?" Shi Si was surprised.

Yang Fei thought to himself, I said that I have been there in later generations, do you believe it?

"I just want to say that if any country or company is closed, it will fall behind, and if it lags behind, it will be beaten. The only way to make yourself proud is to become strong enough to make your opponent respect you and even fear you."

Shi Si nodded: "This is a great truth, but it is also very practical."

Yang Feidao: "Some people often say, how unlucky is it to be poor for eighteen lifetimes? If among so many generations, there is one generation who is willing to work hard, move trees to death, and move people to live, even if they can't change from African chieftains to European emperors, at least Will it change, too?"

Shi Si pursed her lips and said with a smile: "What non-chief, Ou Huang? Why can't I understand?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "A non-chief is a black man all his life, and his luck is particularly bad. Unlucky to the end. Ouhuang is an antonym."

"Interesting. Concise and clear." Shi Si picked up the teacup and looked at Yang Fei with interest, as if he had discovered a completely different him.

No one can succeed casually!

Yang Fei was able to succeed because he really had an extraordinary temperament and ideas.

"Mr. Zhao invited us to drink tea today. In fact, I have something important to ask you. I'm just a middleman." Shi Si smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, if you have anything, just tell Yang Fei."

Zhao Wenbin's face darkened like a non-chief, but he couldn't help but say, "The washing powder in the factory is out of stock."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Didn't you find a new dealer?"

Zhao Wenbin was so sad that he blushed and said, "I searched for several, but they all failed. Once the washing powder is in their hands, they can't sell it at all."

"Huh? How is this possible?" Yang Fei sneered, "Didn't demand exceed supply before?"

Seeing his unforgiving appearance, Shi Si smiled sweetly, her face flushed pink.

Zhao Wenbin's face was ashen, and his lips were extremely dry because of drinking hot tea. He kept licking his lips and said, "I don't know what's going on. I just can't sell it. Those dealers also went to the countryside I went to sell it, but the villagers didn’t buy it. Moreover, the rural people are very poor, and they think washing powder worth two yuan is too expensive.”

Yang Fei said: "Then go to the town to sell."

"People in the city are used to buying Vitality 28's ultra-concentrated laundry detergent." Zhao Wenbin smiled wryly, "It's hard to open up a market. I want to advertise, but I don't have that much money. Now the inventory is going to be full again, so it's hard to be a little more lively." Funds have been crushed to death again.”

"The same hand of cards, different people, will play different endings. The same product, in different hands, will make the difference between life and death." Yang Fei made a decision without mentioning anything about helping.

"Comrade Yang Fei, I was wrong before, and I shouldn't have broken off the cooperation with you." Zhao Wenbin finally apologized, which was really rare for him.

"Huh? You don't need to apologize. It's your right to sell the goods to."

"Comrade Yang Fei." Zhao Wenbin picked up the cup, put it to his mouth, and said without drinking, "The products from Nanhua Factory will still be sold to you. What do you think? The price is negotiable. What did President Shi give you before?" Price, we still cooperate at this price.”

Shi Si reconciled at the right time: "Yang Fei, just agree!"

Yang Fei shrugged helplessly: "Sister Shi, if you open your mouth, it is impossible for me not to help. But, you also know that my own daily chemical factory is already under construction and will be put into operation in about a month. By then, laundry Powder, soap, soap, the annual output reaches 10,000+ tons! This is enough for me to sell. I really don’t have extra energy to take care of other people’s products.”

Zhao Wenbin broke out in a cold sweat and kept wiping his forehead.

"If you don't help me, no, help the Nanhua Factory, then the factory will be ruined! The city has already decided to sell the factory!"

"Really?" Yang Fei thought, why so fast?