After returning to the shoe factory, Chen Mo took today's income to the factory director's office.
Shi Dafu felt relieved when he heard that three hundred pairs of cotton shoes were sold in one afternoon.
After counting the income, it was more than a thousand.
The cost of cotton shoes is not too high, the bulk is mainly the wages of workers.
There are more than 30 workers in the factory, and their monthly salary is more than 1,000 yuan.
If this sales rate is followed, it will only take more than ten days to clear out the cotton shoes in that warehouse.
"Director Shi, originally this profit should be settled once a month, but I am really short of money, so I will take 64 points and take away two hundred first, what do you think?"
Chen Mo did not hide it. After counting his income, he looked at Shi Dafu.
Shi Dafu already had a smile on his face and waved his hand generously: "No problem, I can give it to you on a daily basis these days."
The original unhappiness in my heart because of Chen Mo's rumors has long since disappeared.
Hearing this, Chen Mo felt a little satisfied and said with a smile: "Sure, this is just the beginning. If Director Shi makes it convenient, the factory can actually continue production."
"But, can this approach really last?"
Shi Dafu panicked when he heard that Chen Mo asked him to continue giving birth.
His biggest wish is to clear out the warehouse.
Now that he has a clue about the sales volume of the goods in this warehouse, he still wants to wait until they are sold out before producing again.
There are a lot of production materials piled in the factory. As long as the wages of those workers are paid, production can continue.
Shi Dafu is quite popular, so it is not too difficult to borrow money to pay off the wages of those workers.
I was unwilling to borrow money before because I was worried that the factory would collapse and I would not be able to pay back the money I borrowed.
Now that the factory's sales are gradually increasing, he naturally doesn't have to worry about this.
"Three hundred pairs are just the beginning, good sales are yet to come."
Chen Mo was particularly confident.
Seeing Chen Mo's determination, Director Shi finally nodded: "Brother Chen, then I will trust you again!"
After receiving the two hundred yuan bonus, Chen Mo finally felt a little more at ease.
No matter what, I finally realized this rebirth experience.
After getting a thick wad of small money, Chen Mo felt a lot more at ease.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Chen Mo took out thirty yuan from the two hundred yuan.
He handed it to Zhao Weidong on the side: "Xiao Zhao, this is your hard work today."
When Zhao Weidong saw that Chen Mo had received a dividend of two hundred yuan, he was a little surprised.
You must know that it was only a day, not even a day, just half an afternoon, and Chen Mo made two hundred.
This also made Zhao Weidong have a great change in his view of Chen Mo.
He naturally regarded Chen Mo as a good brother, but he also knew that most of the people playing in the group were idlers.
Not to mention making two hundred a day, there are very few who make two yuan a day.
"so much?"
Zhao Weidong looked at the thirty yuan handed over by Chen Mo but did not take it.
His father was a small leader in his work unit, but he could only earn eighty or ninety a month.
This thirty yuan is almost half a month's salary of my father.
"You've been busy all afternoon. It's hard work helping you settle accounts and stuff."
Chen Mo nodded and insisted.
"I can take it, but not this much."
Zhao Weidong continued to decline.
"If you continue to refuse, you won't treat me as a brother."
"I have some other things I need you to help me with later. You can learn how to sell those things with me these days."
"As I said before, show this money to Uncle Zhao so that Uncle Zhao can treat me better. You don't want me to be stared at by Uncle Zhao every day, do you?"
Chen Mo stuffed thirty yuan into Zhao Weidong's hand and said jokingly.
After the death of his wife and daughter in his previous life, Zhao Weidong was one of the few friends among the group of friends who came to comfort him.
It was only when he went to other cities that he lost contact with Zhao Weidong.
When he came back again, Zhao Weidong had passed away.
Chen Mo also wanted to help a little bit in this life as he had not repaid the love in his previous life.
Moreover, Zhao Weidong is really talented in sales. He didn't have any stage fright today, and he was quite likable when communicating with those customers.
Whether it was emotional or rational, Chen Mo felt that there was nothing wrong with the thirty yuan.
"Well!"
Seeing Chen Mo's persistence, Zhao Weidong accepted the money.
Before going back, Chen Mo packed three portions of meat and egg dumplings as usual.
I also went to the market and spent more than 20 yuan on two thick cotton coats, one large and one small, and then I returned home.
The New Year has just passed half a month, but the weather is still extremely cold, so cotton-padded clothes are naturally indispensable.
Carrying these things, Chen Mo returned home soon.
But before entering the house, I saw the door of the house open, and a woman in her forties was yelling and cursing at the door, and her words were particularly unpleasant.
“You have money to eat meat and egg dumplings, but you don’t have money to pay back?”
"I think your money isn't clean either. Maybe you earned it behind your back."
"You were dragged out of Wang Dabao's house by your man yesterday. Who in the village doesn't know about this?"
The woman had her hands on her waist and looked proud.
At the door, Tang Ruixue was protecting Xixi, looking at a loss.
Listening to these curses, Tang Xuerui also kept waving his hands, seeming to be explaining something.
But under the women's barrage of insults, explanations were of no use.
There were several women in the village, laughing and watching the fun.
Tang Ruixue was the village beauty in the village. All the men in their family said that Tang Ruixue was beautiful.
They were naturally jealous, but they did not dare to vent their anger on the man, so they turned their anger towards Tang Ruixue.
Just when the woman paused and was about to speak again, she suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind her.
Under this push, his plump body staggered and fell forward.
"Who dares to push me if I don't want to live anymore?"
After the woman was pushed down, she continued to yell and curse.
Turning around, he met Chen Mo's gloomy eyes.
At this moment, Chen Mo even wanted to kill Wang Cuihua.
He said coldly: "Wang Cuihua, did I give you face?"
Seeing this look, Wang Cuihua was slightly frightened.
But he quickly stood up again, pointed at Chen Mo and cursed: "You're a lousy gambler, you're still beating me up? Are you still justified in not paying back the money you owe?"
"What money do I owe you?"
Chen Mo said coldly.
"Your child was sick and you lent me three eggs. It's time to return them now."
Wang Cuihua straightened her back, as if Chen Mo owed him millions.
