"During this period, I will come to the factory less often, so let Zhao Weidong lead people to sell shoes."
After saying this, Chen Mo said one more thing.
When Shi Dafu heard this, he became a little anxious again: "What's the matter, brother?"
"Don't I have some costs? I'm going to start my own small business."
Chen Mo didn't hide anything from Shi Dafu and said with a smile.
When Shi Dafu heard this, he became even more panicked.
Now that the factory has come back to life, it can be said that it is Chen Mo’s single-handed contribution.
Hearing that he was about to withdraw suddenly, it would be strange for Shi Dafu not to be worried.
After getting along with each other for a few days, Shi Dafu also discovered that Chen Mo is really a talent.
What is missing most in the twentieth century?
Talent!
Naturally, he didn't want such a talent to slip away from his hands.
After thinking for two seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, is it that the money we make is too little, or else I will give you another 10% of the profit?"
Chen Mo shook his head: "Don't worry, brother, we agreed on 40% before. I'm not the kind of person who breaks the contract after making money."
"Zhao Weidong and Shi Lei have been selling well in the past two days. It's no problem for them to open their own stalls."
"Even if there is one more me, it's of no use. I'm just thinking about finding other things to do to make money."
When Shi Dafu heard Chen Mo confiding in him, he believed what he said.
"But there's one thing I want to tell you in advance."
Chen Mo looked at Shi Dafu and became serious.
"What?"
Shi Dafu was puzzled.
"If I get the production line in the future, then what I want is to participate in management and partial ownership, not dividends. Let's agree in advance. I hope I can understand."
In order to avoid any trouble in the future, Chen Mo thought it would be better to tell Shi Dafu about this in advance.
The concept of a joint-stock company has just emerged, so it is natural that shares will not work.
When Shi Dafu heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
After all, he founded this shoe factory by himself, and asking him to give up his ownership would be like selling his child.
"Don't worry, I have already thought about how to distribute the ownership in advance."
"Let's put it this way, if the monthly sales of the shoe factory are less than 10,000, you occupy 80% of the ownership; if the monthly sales are less than 100,000, you occupy 50% of the ownership; if the monthly sales are less than 300,000, you occupy 50% of the ownership. Within, you hold 20% ownership..."
Chen Mo looked at Shi Dafu and told him how to distribute ownership.
The distribution method used by Chen Mo is actually the venture capital of later generations.
At this time, venture capital was still a very new thing.
After hearing these words, Shi Dafu fell into silence and began to think.
Although selling ownership is indeed the same as selling a child.
But if selling ownership can really allow children to thrive, that's not impossible.
Shi Dafu never thought that his shoe factory's sales could reach 300,000 yuan.
If the monthly sales really reach 300,000, then 20% ownership is not impossible.
"Well."
After thinking about it, Shi Dafu agreed.
"Okay, then I will go sell shoes first and bring out the newbies in the next two days."
Chen Mo nodded and smiled.
…
Yonghui Shoe Factory.
"They actually lowered the price of cotton shoes to three yuan?"
Just hearing the news, Sun Yonghui's face turned dark.
"They all cost three yuan, so our stalls are basically empty."
The deputy director on the side nodded, with the same gloomy look on his face.
"I originally thought their shoe factory was dead, but who knew they would revive it again."
"Looks like he wants to start a price war with us?"
Sun Yonghui thought about it secretly.
"I guess so, Director Sun, should we lower the price now?"
The deputy director nodded and continued to ask.
"It's almost spring now, and cotton shoes won't last long at all. If the other side lowers the price, then just let them lower it."
"We are here to vigorously produce Jiefang shoes for the spring, and we will play with them then."
Sun Yonghui shook his head and made a decision.
…
The people Zhao Weidong brought back were indeed quite clever.
In just one afternoon, I became very familiar with the process.
Today, the number of people who came to buy shoes not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
This is not because the competition from the shoe factory next door is ineffective, but that the price reduction is really successful.
The cotton shoes that originally cost three and a half yuan have been directly reduced to three yuan.
Many people who were still waiting and watching naturally participated in the purchase immediately.
In this day, the two stalls sold more than 400 pairs, close to 500 pairs.
When it came to dividends, Chen Mo also received a dividend of nearly 400 yuan.
Let alone getting four hundred yuan a day in this era, even decades later, those are only a few people.
After receiving the dividends, Chen Mo also generously took several young people to the restaurant for a feast.
Although these two days were the probation period, Chen Mo still didn't want to treat them badly.
This helped me work all afternoon. It would be a bit unreasonable if I couldn't even get a meal.
This meal cost Chen Mo almost ten yuan, and it was really good for a bunch of young men.
It's a pain in the flesh for sure, but getting to know those young guys has a lot of benefits.
In the next two days, Chen Mo continued to sell shoes with them, and the last few young men also passed the probation period.
At this time, Chen Mo could also quit the sales matter.
Regarding the new business, Chen Mo had already made plans before.
I didn't have enough money before, but now I have almost 1,500 yuan.
If ordinary people save up, this fifteen hundred yuan will also take several years.
After selling out all the shoes for the day, Chen Mo took a few young men to have a meal and then went home first.
Before he even left the county town, Chen Mo always felt like someone was following him.
Chen Mo kept an eye out and came to a secluded place.
As soon as he entered an alley, three or four figures followed him.
Chen Mo's eyes fell on the leader, who was still an acquaintance.
Chen Mo looked at the leader and sneered: "Wang Dabao, what are you doing?"
"Chen Mo, I was still thinking about why you are rich these days, but I didn't expect that you actually started a business."
Wang Dabao sneered and walked forward slowly.
"Yes, so what?"
Chen Mo spread his hands.
"You should pay back what you owe me."
"I haven't settled the account with you a few days ago yet."
Wang Dabao held a thick wooden stick in his hand and kept swinging it.
The people behind him were tall and about the same size as Chen Mo.
Judging from their clothes, they seemed to be employees of a nearby iron factory.
Wang Dabao is also considered a workshop director in the iron factory.
