Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 552 Emergencies

There is an eternal truth: capital follows money.

Wherever there is money, capital will flow.

Driven by wealth, face and even dignity are things that can be taken or put away.This principle is best reflected in the spokesperson of capital and the absolute refined egoist, Jew.

At the feet of the great dynasties in the history of the world, without exception, they have their shadows crawling to show their loyalty; and when these dynasties encounter disasters or collapse, they can always be seen doing backstabbing and looting carnivals.

HI—TUI!

As Li Jiankun expected, Kang Qipeng from Wallis was just the first one to come to lick him. Later, Huang Linzhong from Zhongming Electronics Factory, Zhu Bingyun from Kangfa Electronics Factory, and other major electronics factories in the special zone came. eight.

Li Jiankun does not reject anyone who comes.

Want to do business with me?

become.

Lie down in the press to see who is more ruthless and squeezes out more hair and blood.

At noon, the general manager's office.

Production manager Jiang Hong poked at his desk and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Li, please work overtime at night. The inventory is in short supply. What's the use of Director Ji forcing me to do it every day? The employees are also very enthusiastic and strongly demand to work overtime." ah!"

Li Jiankun unscrewed the glass tea cup, took a sip of tea, and looked at him, "Then... join the meeting?"

Jiang Hong: "!!!"

This guy's whole body was excited. The thousand-year-old iron tree finally blossomed. He finally figured it out. He smiled until there was only a slit left in his eyes. He nodded repeatedly, "Hey, okay! How long will it take?"

"One hour."

Although it was a small amount of progress, Jiang Hong did not dare to push it even further, fearing that the hour he had so easily obtained would be lost.He left the office as if he was running away, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Looking at his disappearing afterimage, Li Jiankun raised the corner of his mouth slightly.I don’t know if there will be a new wave of strikes. I hope there will be more sangdonqins in the factories in the special zone.

After all, you have to fight for your own interests.

Although Huadian has enacted an additional subsidy of 1 yuan per hour for overtime work - piece rate wages do not count, but it has never been implemented. I vaguely heard outsiders saying that they are trying to spread the pie, okay, then cash it in.

In other surrounding electronics factories, the current highest overtime wage is no more than [-] cents per hour.

After today, people like Kang Qipeng will probably feel uncomfortable again. Should they jump and curse, or should they continue to lick?

Li Jiankun put down his tea cup and continued working at his desk, feeling happy and full of energy.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but a cheerful man ran outside the door. He grinned and said, "Jiankun, someone from above is here to express condolences."

Who says blessings are unparalleled?

In fact the happiness is always double.

Li Jiankun straightened his clothes and stood up. It was expected that people coming from the Special Administrative Region would come. This time, he would definitely express his sincere condolences. No one would have trouble with money.

Huadian currently ships tens of thousands of items on average every day, and its net profit is calculated at 35 yuan per item. Even if it is split in half, the SAR's pocket is earning 17 yuan a day. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cash cow, right?

Arriving downstairs, before Li Jiankun came out of the corridor, Director Zhong from the Development Committee rushed to meet him. He held his hand tightly and shook it vigorously, "Manager Li, you did a pretty good job!"

“It’s all under the leadership’s guidance.”

"Haha, if I hadn't seen you the first time, I would have known that you are a good comrade with outstanding abilities."

vomit!

Li Jiankun wiped his mouth, fearing that he was infected by Xiao Chunchun.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Hanzheng Street.

This commercial street has a long history, with a history of more than 500 years. At the beginning of this century, with the opening of Hankou as a port, the establishment of concessions and the opening of railways, Hankou's commercial center gradually moved down to the bank of the Yangtze River, and Hanzheng Street evolved into a small commodity market.

In 1979, Hanzheng Street resumed its small commodity wholesale market, and the first batch of unemployed young people and unemployed people to set up stalls was about a hundred people.

Entering through a stone door, you will see low-floor cement or red brick houses on both sides. The streets are not very wide, just like other places. Telegraph poles are unevenly erected, and the messy wires above your head are like A ravaged web.

Today's Hanzheng Street is larger than it was a few years ago. Many of the stalls that were originally selling along the street have been reorganized, and those with good business have been moved into shops. Those with large businesses are often operated in a shop-front-factory layout.

At the end of the street, there is a small door that is not very conspicuous. The shop has been closed for a few days, and the inside and outside are being tidied up, which is disturbing the people.

It's definitely prepared today.

There is an extra long plaque on the left side of the shop door, but it will be covered with red satin cloth.

"Mom, can you unload it?"

"Okay! You go and set off firecrackers."

The Gong family was beaming with joy. One was busy unloading the planks and opening the shop door; the other slipped out a long firecracker from the shop.

Clap clap clap clap!

The firecrackers exploded, sending up a white mist filled with the smell of sulfur dioxide, which also attracted the attention of nearby passers-by.

Gong Jun saw the right opportunity, touched the side of the shop door, and opened it hard.

The white plaque hanging erected revealed its true appearance, with a line of black characters written in regular script on it: Wuhan General Distribution of Good Dream Electric Blanket.

"Eh?!" Immediately a pedestrian's eyes lit up.

"Haomeng brand electric blanket, the one Li Lianjie advertised?"

"We finally have something for sale here?"

"Good boy! I went to the mall and couldn't find it. Is this a general distributor?"

"Go, take a look!"

<divclass="contentadv">The ladies of the Gong family stood at the door, warmly welcoming the guests.In the past, Gong Jun was the only one in charge of this shop. He sold all the messy items as long as he could get money for them. Now he has sold them all and tidied them up. He only sells one product, the Haomeng brand electric blanket. It is expected that the customer base will definitely explode at the beginning of the opening. Gong Juncai Call the old mother for help.

Within a short time, the shop was packed with people.

"It really is!"

"I've always dreamed of buying one."

"This winter is not hard to endure!"

Customers look at the packaging boxes displayed on the shelves and smile.Some people couldn't wait to take it off and look at it.

"Comrade, comrade, I want to buy it!"

"Is it 168?"

Speaking of this, Gong Jun still felt sad. According to him, selling it for [-] yuan would not be a problem.But who wants to put up a plaque with the name of a general distributor? It’s inappropriate to just sit there and raise prices.

The two benefits are the most important.

It must be that the status of the general distributor is authentic and the business is steady and steady, which is the way to go.

"That's right, our general dealer sells it clearly, so everyone can buy with confidence!"

Eliminating the negotiation process makes buying and selling easier.Just pay if you fancy it.

Some customers rushed out the door, not that they were not interested.Who can spend a huge sum of 168 yuan shopping with nothing?I went back to withdraw money. If I didn’t have enough money, I wanted to find someone to raise some.

This is definitely a big trend!

If you buy a bed and go home, you will be able to envy the land ten miles around.

"Hey, what a coincidence, I said I would come here today to batch some New Year's goods in advance, and I actually brought money with me." An old man opened the inner and outer layers and took out a roll of money from his underwear.

Gong Jun laughed and said excitedly: "Mom, collect the money."

"okay!"

Ever since the first Haomeng brand electric blanket was carried by the old man all the way through the market and carried home in a swagger, the news that there was a supply in Hanzheng Street quickly spread in this city near the river.

The passenger flow on Hanzheng Street more than doubled that day.

By night, Gong Jun's five hundred items of goods were almost bottomed out.

"Jun'er, how did you get this channel? Take care of your brothers!"

"Jun'er, I usually treat you well, right?"

"Don't forget each other even if you are rich or noble!"

"There is really no stock now. When there is more stock in the future, I will batch some for you, okay?" Gong Jun said, and finally sent away several merchants who had good friendships with him on the street.

Dealing with them is much more tiring than entertaining customers.

He was so busy working today that he didn't even eat lunch. He was hungry, but he couldn't help but feel happy.The shop door was blocked piece by piece. After finishing, Gong Jun rushed into the room and said, "Mom, how much?"

Chen Qiulan counted the money until her hands shook. She put a wooden box on her lap and raised three fingers, "Hurry... count quickly."

Snapped!

Gong Jun clapped his palms together, ecstatic.

"Jun'er, my heart is pounding. It's faster to make money than to steal money." Chen Qiulan said, covering her chest.

Gong Jun laughed and rubbed her shoulders, "We have clean money, it's fast. Who gives us channels? My big brother Jiankun is a really nice person. Mom, what happened between him and Hongyi , you have to help match them up."

"Isn't it because he helped you make money? Is he really as good as you say?" Chen Qiulan raised her head.

"He has a conscience, he is tall and handsome, he is a top student at Peking University, and he is doing well. Hongyi married him, wasn't it just to enjoy happiness? It's the only one, you know, what girl doesn't love a man like this? There may be a little bit around him Flowers and flowers.”

Gong Jun paused, squatted next to his old mother, held her hand, and said sternly: "Because of this, we have to hurry up. According to me, Hongyi graduates next year and gets married immediately. This way other girls will have to die. ”

Chen Qiulan thought about it and said, "Okay, let's write a letter tomorrow and I'll explain it properly."

The next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Gong Jun rode on the [-]-meter pole and drove his mother to Hanzheng Street to open a shop.

Before he even got close to the shop, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the door.

"Mom, look, in this business, it's effortless to make money while lying down."

Chen Qiulan was also happy from ear to ear. What her son focused on was money, but what she imagined was the good days in the future.

jingle bell~

Gong Jun deliberately pressed a bell, attracting the attention of a group of people in front of the shop.

"Is it him?"

"Correct!"

"Call me!"

Gong Jun: "???"

Chen Qiulan: "..."