Super Tycoon

Bang Bang Bang~~

"Who? It's closed today, rest." Wang Liang's voice came from inside.

"Brother Wang, it's me, and I brought the delivery card."

squeak~~~

One of the two doors opened, Wang Liang poked his head out, looked left and right: "Come in quickly, don't let anyone see you."

The door was closed, quickly plugged it in, and while pulling them in, Wang Liang looked at Zhang Weiguang: "Who is this?"

"My dad, the chief engineer of the electronics factory."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, hello, uh~~ hello." Wang Liang originally wanted to shake hands with Zhang Weiguang, but seeing that Zhang Weiguang was carrying a big box in both hands, he clasped his hands nondescriptly.

When he arrived at the house, Zhang Yang was unambiguous, and directly opened the box: "Brother Wang, let's take a look, one hundred trays are all brand new."

Wang Liang looked at the yellow game cassette in the box, it looked like new. This shell, this sticker, looks exactly like the real thing, is this their imitation?

"Let me try it. There is tea in the big tea mug over there. It has just been brewed for a while. There are cups there. Drink some to keep you warm."

The big tea mug was an enamel mug with a diameter of about ten centimeters. Zhang Yang was not polite. He went to take two small glasses, rinsed them, poured two cups of jasmine tea, and held a warm hand with his father.

"Brother Wang, you still have to try it all. We still have thousands of deals in the future, how many of you can I fool? Besides, my dad is here, can he cheat you?"

"Hey, with Mr. Zhang here, I feel more at ease. I think there are more than a hundred sets here?" Wang Liang's face was full of excitement, so many of them were given for nothing?

"That's the master copy you gave me, didn't I bring it back for you by the way."

"Master version." Wang Liang was a little disappointed, but when he thought that this batch of resale could earn two thousand, he put on a smile again.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some money." Wang Liang walked into the back room and came out after a while, holding a newspaper bag in his hand, "Here, please order some."

When I opened the newspaper, there were five bundles of money in it, all of which were big unity of ten yuan. The father and son nodded sullenly at the money, and after cross-pointing twice, they nodded.

"Mr. Wang, we will distribute the remaining 1,000 discs to you several times, and we will have all the money ready at that time. You are not afraid of being arrested for selling this, right?" Zhang Weiguang tentatively asked.

"Mr. Zhang can just call me Wang Liang. My brother-in-law is the county deputy bureau chief, so he dumped this little thing. It's not murder and arson. Who dares to arrest me?" Wang Liang looked indifferent.

"Then have you ever thought about how it is possible for our small county to sell so many game cassettes?"

Wang Liang looked at Zhang Weiguang curiously: "Didn't you ask your son to tell me that you can sell it to other counties and cities? Why, test me, I won't forget."

Zhang Weiguang glanced at Zhang Yang, it is your idea to co-author how to sell it?

"That's fine. You can pack this up, we have to take the box away, and we will use it next time we deliver it to you."

"Brother Wang, open up the market first, and I'll deliver the goods to you in three days. Don't call the factory, it's not good to let others know." Zhang Yang said suddenly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang too? I understand, I understand. Don't worry, I have friends in the surrounding counties. These game cassettes are easy to sell, and they are often out of stock in the city."

Going out to get in the car, Zhang Weiguang pedaled for a while, then stopped the car: "What did you mean by what you told Wang Liang just now? Didn't you tell him that we took the money?"

"Dad, sell a game cassette. The actual top leaders of your electronics factory have come forward in person. If you say that you are dedicated to the public and don't put a dime in your pocket, what do you think Wang Liang will think?"

"Tell him now that we are doing business together, and everyone will make money, so that he can rest assured. And next time he will deliver the goods, he will not be easy to lower the price, let alone give us kickbacks and other stupid things."

Zhang Weiguang looked at his son suspiciously,

When did this kid become such a ghost? He had never thought of this before.

"Okay, don't you believe me this time? You've got real money in your pocket, why worry? You ride slowly, I have to share the money, and don't let anyone in the factory see it."

"What's the distribution on the street? Let's talk about it in my office. Close the door, no one can see!" Zhang Weiguang reprimanded, this kid also has some inconsiderate things, why don't you rely on your father and me?

After returning to the factory, Zhang Weiguang showed 2,500 yuan in front of everyone: "The boss has already paid the first payment, so everyone should hurry up and continue to work. Before the year before, the order must be completed, and everyone can live a happy life." Fat year!"

When returning home at night, Zhang Weiguang was pedaling his bicycle, and Zhang Yang sat behind, clutching his coat tightly. It's not because of the cold, but because I'm afraid that the money will fall out, even if the money is actually kicked in the pocket.

After arriving home, he closed the door with a bang, and Zhang Weiguang inserted the latch.

"Why did you two come back? What are you doing at the door?" Yang Sulan wore an apron and came out with a spatula to take a look.

Snapped!

Zhang Yang took out the money from his pocket and threw it on the dining table.

Yang Sulan's eyes widened, and she quickly ran to the window, closed the curtains, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you get so much money? Is your salary paid?"

"The salary hasn't been paid yet. I earned these." Zhang Weiguang sat on the chair, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and smoked leisurely.

Zhang Yang took a look, Dad, something is wrong, the idea of ​​making money seems to be mine, what's the matter with your complacent look?

"You got a kickback?!" Yang Sulan's expression changed, "Hurry up and take it back, you want to be caught in it, and it will delay us both."

"It's not a kickback. Mom, it's a commission. It's my father's factory that makes game cassettes. I introduced the business. This is what I earn. Of course, my father also has a share." Hearing his father's cough, Zhang Yang added another sentence later.

"Anyway, this money is earned in a dignified manner. It is not stolen or stolen, and it is not illegal. Just put it away, and there will be some money in the year before. I dare not say that it will be too much. Twenty or thirty thousand is still easy."

"Twenty to thirty thousand? Do you know how much twenty to thirty thousand is!" Yang Sulan scolded with a smile while quickly putting away the money.

More than 2,000 yuan, I have to count it carefully. This year's Chinese New Year, I can buy more things for the two elderly people.

"Look at the pot, don't make it sticky. Fry another peanut, and have a whole bite at night." Zhang Weiguang shouted.

Zhang Yang really wants to say, you are so excited when you hear 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, if you know that next year our family can earn 200,000 to 300,000, or even 20,000 to 30,000,000, you will be so excited.

However, he felt that the cost of the game cassettes was still a bit high. After this batch, they would inevitably be sold at a reduced price, and he would definitely earn less. It seems that it is not appropriate to compress the profits of electronic factories.

How can the cost of the electronics factory be reduced?