Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 115 Because I come from the future

Ma Yousheng mastered the technology of burning mercerized cotton. Wei Hongqing suffered a heavy loss from Mr. Bao and then came to him, a person who was not as powerful as Mr. Fan, to discuss cooperation. What was the purpose? Anyone with an intelligent quotient knows that he is plotting revenge.

In this case, the initiative rests with Mayusheng. However, after the time and place were agreed upon, Wei Hongqing deliberately arrived late to show off, so how could Mayusheng tolerate him? Why don't you take advantage of the topic and give this little leather prince a knife?

"Are you Wei Song's son?"

As Chu Pingsheng expected, May Yousheng got off the donkey and changed his expression.

"Yes, yes, Wei Song is my dad." Wei Hongqing laughed, and together with Yin Xiao, he pulled the person back to his seat and sat down.

The waitress who walked out also breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Wei Hongqing would push away the dishes she just ordered as soon as Mayu Sheng left.

"I want to give Mr. Wei some face."

May Yousheng sold Wei Song a favor without leaving a trace, and also promoted his own seniority, making Wei Hongqing a generation shorter than him.

The little leather prince didn't realize that he had fallen into the opponent's rhythm. Seeing that Mayusheng was giving face to his father, he quickly took out a cigarette and handed it over. Yin Xiao lit the lighter next to him and helped light the cigarette.

After chatting for a while, Wei Hongqing sat back at his seat, and four dishes were served, all of which were authentic local cold dishes, such as Sixi grilled braised bran, white-chopped chicken, fried shrimps in oil, and smoked fish.

"Boss Ma, to tell you the truth, I was tricked by Fan Xinhua, saying that I signed a contract with Mr. Bao for 800,000 pieces, but how many pieces came on Valentine's Day? Forty thousand pieces. I'll see later. The sales were good, so I worked overtime to sell goods at the Hulian Commercial Building. The people on Huanghe Road said that I, Wei Hongqing, was not good enough. What do you think, I can't eat a mere 40,000 pieces of goods? Even if he doubled the amount, I could eat it. Down."

Even a fool could see how unconvinced he was by what he said.

Doing business is actually no different from fighting. The most important thing is to avoid acting on impulse.

Chu Pingsheng shook his head again. In the plot, Mr. Wei drove away Wei Hongqing's sports car. In all likelihood, he was also angry that his son was not living up to expectations. He came to Huanghe Road to do some hard work. Not only did he fail to look like a human being, but he was embarrassed in every way. Mr. Wei, the leather king, was completely embarrassed.

Ma Yousheng said: "So, Mr. Wei can eat 80,000 pieces of goods in one go?"

Wei Hongqing said: "Of course."

"Okay." Ma Yousheng said: "Boss Yin told me before Mr. Wei came here that a friend of mine can make mercerized cotton with fire, 80,000 pieces, as long as Mr. Wei can eat it, for the sake of old Mr. Wei , how about I just run from the middle and help you contact them?"

This May Yousheng is really very careful. He is obviously the boss, but he says he is the middleman.

Wei Hongqing also tasted some strange flavors, but at this point he could only endure it.

"Thank you very much, Boss Ma."

He picked up the wine glass and raised his head: "To express my gratitude, I will do it first as a token of respect."

"Hey……"

Boss Ma made a slow gesture: "Mr. Wei, it's better to explain the unit price clearly first, so that I can talk to my friend, right?"

"The unit price is easy to say." Wei Hongqing stretched out his left index finger and made an 'eight' sign with his right hand: "Eighteen yuan a piece, how about it?"

"Eighteen?" Ma Yousheng smiled disapprovingly: "Mr. Wei, it is obvious to all that Sanyang brand is very popular. Eighteen yuan a piece? To be honest, I doubt Mr. Wei's sincerity. As a middleman, it is obvious to all If I go with this price, I'm afraid my friends will kick me out."

Wei Hongqing glanced at Chu Pingsheng, who was silent, and pretended to be calm: "Boss Ma, then give me a price that shows your sincerity."

"I'm suggesting it, it's just a suggestion." Mayusheng laughed a few times, stretched out his hands and counted numbers.

"Twenty-six?"

Wei Hongqing's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

This is simply like a lion opening his mouth, no, asking for a sky-high price! Previously, Mr. Bao quoted Fan Xinhua twenty-seven yuan, and he quoted Fan Xinhua twenty-eight and a half yuan. At this price, with his energy, he could barely buy 60,000 pieces of goods. Now Ma Yousheng is asking for twenty-six yuan. It was indeed lower than the quoted price of 28.5 yuan, but the quantity was mentioned as 80,000 pieces. If you wanted to eat it in one go, you would have to sell the sports car parked in front of the hotel, otherwise it would be impossible.

"Haha, twenty-six?"

Chu Pingsheng swallowed the bamboo shoot slices in the pickled fresh food, picked up a napkin and dipped it on his lips: "Boss Ma, you are well prepared. Fan Xinhua is always busy, so Bao always quoted a basic price of twenty-seven yuan. I pushed down another piece, so now it’s twenty-six yuan, exactly the same as your suggested price.”

"Really?" Wei Hongqing looked at May Yousheng who was looking embarrassed, and then at Chu Pingsheng who was "speaking uprightly", and suddenly realized that he was the only one who was kept in the dark, and May Yousheng didn't give him any preferential treatment at all.

"and……"

Chu Pingsheng pressed the table, stood up and said: "Fan Xinhua's Huxi Knitting Factory is a long-established state-owned enterprise. Its strength in terms of reputation, funds, equipment, and labor is unquestionable. What about you? A private enterprise in Zhuji County, big cats and kittens. However, there may be some problems with ownership. How can we compare it with Huxi Knitting Factory? Mr. Wei will take a lot of risks by cooperating with you. Twenty-six yuan? For this alone, six yuan will be cut off. Twenty is the most. "

This is absolutely true.

May Yousheng contracted the old state-owned knitting factory in Zhuji through restructuring. Due to various blendings, there were big loopholes in the property rights. Former retired workers went to the county every day to cause trouble because of pension issues. If this problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, The problem is, maybe he has to go in.

Without looking at his face, Chu Pingsheng walked to the window facing the street and stood there, took out the lighter Li Li gave him, and lit a cigarette.

"Sanyang brand has been launched, and Mr. Bao has signed an exclusive supply agreement with Hulian Commercial Building. If your products want to gain a firm foothold in Shanghai, the first thing you have to do is to get some market share. This is tantamount to grabbing Mr. Bao. Mr. Fan’s meat, those who have the strength don’t need to do this, and those who don’t have the courage to be enemies with Mr. Bao. After all, only Mr. Wei dares to do this, so you have to make it clear that it is your friend who begs Wei. I always help open up sales and support the poor guy who follows your friend's butt to earn food and clothing. It's not Mr. Wei who asks you to help him."

Snapped.

Wei Hongqing slapped the table: "Well said, very well said."

If the waitress hadn't brought up the steaming eight-treasure duck, if it hadn't been in front of Yin Xiao and Mayusheng, he would have wanted to hug Chu Pingsheng and kiss him.

Mayusheng's pitted face was extremely gloomy. He looked at the smoke in front of the window and his back with one hand in his trouser pocket: "Mr. Cao, you underestimate me, Mayusheng. Let's put it this way, even if you don't cooperate with Boss Wei, On our own, we won’t worry about sales.”

"Really?" Chu Pingsheng pointed to the black leather bag he placed on the chair.

Yin Xiao understood and quickly picked up the bag and handed it over.

"Is this the sales volume you're talking about?"

Chu Pingsheng opened the zipper and took out a T-shirt wrapped in a transparent plastic bag and threw it in front of Mayusheng: "Take a good look to see if it is a product of your friend's factory."

Wei Hongqing noticed the LOG on the chest of the T-shirt: "Brother Cao, isn't this the Sanyang brand?"

Chu Pingsheng sneered and said nothing.

"Fake? High imitation?"

Wei Hongqing was finally smart for once.

Confirming that his guess was correct, he stared at May Yousheng: "Boss Ma, are you making fakes?"

How could May Yousheng admit to this kind of thing at this time.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

"Don't know what I'm talking about? Your so-called friend is actually you."

Chu Pingsheng lit ashes in the ashtray on the dining table and said without raising his head: "Do you think Mr. Bao didn't notice your little tricks? Then you are too underestimated. This fake Sanyang T-shirt came from him. I got it from a woman. I have more than 300 pieces in my hands, worth more than 60,000. As long as I send them to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau tomorrow and they are identified as high-quality counterfeit goods, Mr. Bao’s woman will face jail time. Then Do you think he would give up in order to save his woman? Since we can collect the goods you scattered in the market, it will not be difficult to find the origin of this batch of goods with the cooperation of the police, right? What will happen to you after that? Do you still need me to tell you?"

(End of this chapter)