Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

As soon as Zhan Nuozhu stepped into Tan Zhenhua's door, he yelled, "That's it!"

Tan Zhenhua still didn't react for a while, and said in a strange way: "What's right?"

"Of course it was the five old people you said yesterday afternoon about returning to Ningbo and Hong Kong to worship their ancestors. Otherwise, what else can there be?" Zhan Nuozhu exclaimed, "Boss Tan, I have arranged all this. I only wait for the distinguished guests to come. Don't lose your chain halfway!"

Tan Zhenhua never expected that Zhan Nuozhu would move so fast. What was said only yesterday afternoon, there is an answer today. Obviously, the existence of this "Ningbo-Hong Kong Association" and the main members of the meeting attach great importance to it.

But this is definitely a good thing. When this is done, not only can I add a good impression in the minds of the five elders of the "Yonggang Association", but it can also add a small weight to the big event I have planned. .

No matter how small the weight is, it will cause the balance to fluctuate. When enough small weights are piled up, the balance between the two sides can be completely changed. This is the so-called "quantitative change produces qualitative change."

He asked in surprise: "Why is it so fast? How are they arranged?"

Zhan Nuozhu replied: "After coming out of your house yesterday afternoon, I went directly to the provincial bureau. Hearing that the provincial bureau took this matter very seriously, it immediately forwarded the information to the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of Zhejiang Province. Once I heard that there was still such a good thing, I took the initiative to undertake all the organization and coordination work without saying anything, and then gave me a reply this morning, saying that as long as the plane lands in Hangzhou, everything in the future will be theirs. "

"and then?"

"Then, of course, we must first determine when the elderly people are going to go there, and they can stay for a few days, and then we can discuss the reception plan and itinerary. So, ah, from today to the next few days, our brothers will do this The intermediary of this matter, you have to be busy, um, I have decided."

"What was decided?"

"I decided that these few days, I will be working in your house. Yes, there is a phone, tea, a bed to take a nap, and this little fan can blow and cool. The conditions are much better than my office! After Zhan Nuozhu finished speaking, he unceremoniously threw his bulky body on the lower bunk of the high and low bed, pressing the bed board to make a horrible cry.

Tan Zhenhua shouted angrily: "You can't stand it, don't get into my bed!"

Zhan Nuozhu ignored him. He just turned on the mini fan switch and felt the cool breeze blowing gently. He couldn't help but praised: "By the way, Tan Xiaozi, this little fan of you upside down is really A good thing, this little wind blows, so cool!"

Tan Zhenhua rolled his eyes and said, "If you want, I will tell you that I will ask Zheng Xiangqing to send a few boxes over, and I will send you some over."

"Oh, Boss Tan just remembered this. It's now in the middle of July. It's not too late for you to mention this after half of the summer? Tell you the truth, your brother Zhan is a particular person. I bought it long ago."

"Did you buy it? Where did you buy it? Are they sold in department stores?"

This is the first time I heard about this, so I have to ask carefully. If it is not produced in the old Xie factory, it must be counterfeited by a domestic factory. Although it is sold in China, Tan Zhenhua has no good way to cure it, but it can Use a small black book to write down the name first, and settle accounts after the autumn...

"Who else can it be? Of course your mother Liu gave it to Zhang Luo. She contacted Chairman Xiao of the trade union early in the morning and said that she could get this small fan. The price was 40% cheaper than the ones on the market, only 12 yuan. One set of money, let the union give statistics on how many sets she needs so that Wenzhou can ship it."

When Zhan Nuozhu said this, he deliberately bit the three words "Mother Liu" too seriously, and Tan Zhenhua felt a sigh in his heart. It seemed that Liu Meiqiang thought that his son was already known to passers-by.

But since Liu Mei came out to take care of this matter, there is no doubt, so he asked, "How many units have you sold?"

"Old Xiao's statistics are ten thousand."

"……How many?"

Tan Zhenhua thought he had heard it wrong, and hurriedly asked: "This is too exaggerated. How many people are there in our company? It's less than 5,000, how can I sell 10,000 units?"

"What's so strange about this? There is no stipulation that a family can only buy one. I heard that the family with the most bought 8 units in one go. In addition to having one bed in each house, they also sent several units back to their hometown to pay homage. Mom and Dad."

"It turns out that it's like this. It's not too much to sell 10,000 units." Tan Zhenhua smiled.

"Who told you to sell 10,000 units? These 10,000 units are just our quantity."

"...Also, more?"

"Of course we did. We bought the 4014. Can you know the 4714 next door, can you make a bit of it? And the 4055 on your mother's side, the Ningdu Agricultural University next door to our work, and the next door Ningdu University of Technology. , Your teacher Guo’s Ningdu University of Aeronautics and Astronautics..."

"Stop, stop, just tell me how much you sold in the end."

"Haha, according to the last statistics of Director Liu Da, her sales department sold 150,000 mini fans only for the unit group purchase business! Moreover, except for the unit’s ten thousand units, the purchase price Except for the one sold at 12 yuan, the rest are sold at the unit price of 15 yuan. This is a bit of a break. You must know that the current price in department stores is 20 yuan!"

Tan Zhenhua found out with a simple mental calculation that Liu Mei’s business made a net profit of 420,000!

Hey, there seems to be something wrong...

"Wait, wait, why is the sales department of Director Liu doing the business of selling mini fans again? Shouldn't she sell her magnetic materials well?"

"How do I know this? Anyway, she must be the one who does the business. Go back and ask Mother Liu yourself!"

Also, it's better to ask Liu Mei about this. She won't hide it from herself if she wants to come. Well, I will go tonight. I haven't even bothered to meet the old Pan couple when I came back this time.

However, the building was so crooked that it was swayed by Zhan Nuozhu's words, and the two of them chatted with the mini fans for a long time, but forgot a business matter.

In the end, Zhan Nuozhu patted his forehead and said: "I said we are talking about mini fans, hurry up, contact Xiangjiang, and arrange the itinerary of several elderly people. It is important!"

This is of course a business matter, and Tan Zhenhua is also good at it.

He first brewed his emotions and organized his language. Then he walked to the table and picked up the phone. After a while and around the operator, he finally dialed Shao Yifu's phone and said, "Grandpa, tell you something. The good news is that the comrade who said last night came to me again today. He said that Zhehai has already started preparations. They welcome you and several other elderly people back to their hometown to worship their ancestors, and they promise to make arrangements properly. Yes, but I need to discuss the itinerary with you..."