Five or six grown men were sitting in Lu Weimin's office smoking. They were so worried that they had been smoking from morning to noon, and Lu Weimin still hadn't let go.
"I have no choice. After signing the contract, I can't sell that piece of kraft paper to you, otherwise I will have to pay sky-high liquidated damages. Even if we sell our factory, I won't be able to afford it," Lu Weimin said.
"How can there be such a reason? What kind of contract? Who to sell or not to sell to is all decided by the superiors, not hers!" A factory director said:
"You make paper, and I'm here to buy paper. I said above that you must give me 100 rolls, but you still don't listen?"
"100 ordinary rolls are fine. It's in the warehouse now. You can take it away immediately!" Lu Weimin said.
"Who wants that crap! I want a new one!" the man said.
"Then you will pay liquidated damages for me? Even if there is no liquidated damages, if someone buys a roll for 50 yuan, how much will you give me per roll?" Lu Weimin said.
"50?" The man's eyes widened: "Are you crazy about money? Other kraft paper only costs 20 yuan! The most I can give you is 25 per roll!"
This is also the reason why Lu Weimin is determined not to let go, even if he is pressured with tasks from above, it will not work!
I can sell a roll for 50, why should I sell it to you for 25? Will I serve you free of charge? Not only is it free, but it also has to be repaid!
Unlike Xiao Cheng, whose cost price is 25 yuan, he has to give him 50 yuan, even if he doesn’t want it~
"The price is negotiable. Do you think this will work? I'll pay you 30 yuan for each roll, plus products from our factory," said another factory director.
Lu Weimin hesitated...
No matter how much money you make, you have to hand it over, but if you exchange it for benefits, you can keep it in your own hands.
The door opened, and Cheng Hui appeared at the door. He asked with a smile: "What does your factory produce? How about exchanging some majestic cakes with our factory? Our factory is worried about New Year benefits."
Everyone immediately turned their heads and saw Cheng Hui, who was neatly dressed, and also saw the energetic young man behind her.
None of this is important at this time. What is important is that she said that their factory produces "weifeng cakes".
"Ah hehehe..."
Everyone collectively slapped him!
"Who is this?" someone asked uncertainly.
Lu Weimin has already come out to greet him: "Engineer Cheng is here! Engineer Cheng, please come in quickly! Sit down! Drink water!"
The image of Cheng Hui leading a group of people from the machinery factory to modify the machines was so impactful that he almost forgot who Cheng Hui was as the factory director, only remembering that she was the engineer.
Cheng Hui stood at the door and fanned himself: "I'm sorry, everyone, I can't smell the smoke. It's uncomfortable."
Her clothes were loose and covered her pregnant belly. A casual person would just think that she was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket.
But Lu Weimin knew that she was a pregnant woman, so he immediately turned around and opened the window in the house, and said to everyone: "Put out all the cigarettes! Puff out!"
Just when I felt guilty and was about to let go, I was bumped into by the real owner. How embarrassing! Hurry up and do something to please me!
The cold wind from Siberia roared in, blowing away the smell of smoke in the room and making everyone shiver.
Moreover, Lu Weimin's annoying attitude also invisibly promoted Cheng Hui's status.
Everyone put out their cigarettes.
It is indeed a bit embarrassing to be caught poaching someone.
"Director, what does your factory produce?" Cheng Hui asked.
The fat factory director in his 50s opposite said awkwardly: "We mainly produce peach cakes, Luguo and Caozi cakes."
It is also a county food factory, but it is not from Ah County, but from another county near the provincial capital.
Seeing Wei Feng cakes selling like hot cakes makes me jealous.
The recipe for the Wei Feng Cake recipe could not be learned for a while, but the shrewd factory director discovered the secret of the handbag.
If he can have the same handbag, the sales volume will definitely be better, and everyone can have a good year.
"That's a shame, we don't need peach cakes."
Cheng Hui walked in and sat down, then asked another factory director: "What does your factory produce?"
"Our factory mainly produces fruit candies and rock sugar." The factory director said a little cautiously.
He didn't know why, but he was a little nervous. Maybe it was because the female factory director opposite was so pretty that he didn't dare to look at her.
Maybe it was because her... male secretary's eyes were too sharp, and he still didn't dare to look at her.
"What about you?" Cheng Hui asked others.
Her tone was natural, but her momentum was there.
The sight from afar is even more stunning.
Everyone sat upright and answered honestly.
Most are food factories.
The people who pay the most attention to Wei Feng Cake are colleagues. Then the smart colleagues found that they could not imitate Wei Feng Cake, so they wanted to imitate a handbag first.
As a result, I turned around and found that I could only imitate shoelaces.
They refused to admit defeat and came to the paper mill.
There is another person who is not a colleague, but works in a printing factory. He wants to buy a batch of kraft paper to make his own handbags and sell them.
It was the person who had previously offered Lu Weimin 25 yuan for a roll of kraft paper. He was an industry insider and the cost price was stuck.
"What do you call the director?" Cheng Hui asked the director of the printing factory.
"My surname is Fan, Fan Guangyao." The factory director straightened his clothes and said.
"Director Fan has a good eye and immediately discovered the future of my handbag." Cheng Hui boasted.
Her tone was sincere and her smile was not sarcastic.
Fan Guangyao's embarrassment disappeared and he felt much more relaxed.
"Hehehe." He laughed.
"Have you been given the quota of 100 volumes by the higher authorities?" Cheng Hui asked.
Fan Guangyao nodded proudly, "What's going on? There's nothing we can do about it, right?"
Cheng Hui continued: "You can obviously sell 50 pieces of kraft paper per roll, so why sell it to you at cost price without making a profit? Hasn't the country lost huge profits? Who approved it? What's the purpose?"
Fan Guangyao:! ! !
Hello, Axian Xiaocheng! So vicious!
He was anxious: "How come the country has lost profits? Our printing factory's money also belongs to the country. If I pay less, the money saved must be handed over to the country. It's the same! The country has not lost the last penny!" "
"Well, then you will hand over 1 million in profits to the country a year, and the paper mill will hand over 0. Director Fan is very calculating." Cheng Hui said.
Lu Weimin was stunned. He had felt something was wrong before and hadn't reacted yet. Thanks to Xiao Cheng for reminding him!
He immediately slapped the table and stood up: "What an old fan! You actually plotted against me like this! I remembered it, no wonder you judge me as excellent every year, but I am criticized every year!"
Fan Guangyao always used this rhetoric to fool him before, saying that when he saves costs, he saves costs for the country, and when he saves costs, he creates benefits for the country.
There is nothing wrong with hearing this. Fan Guangyao has connections and can always get things from the paper mill at the lowest price.
As a result, our factory is extremely busy all year round, but we are always criticized.
The printing house is a model unit every year.
It turns out that the root lies here!
How could he be so naive and not react before?
Fan Guangyao glared at Cheng Hui and quickly comforted Lu Weimin.
"Don't listen to her nonsense. In the final analysis, they all create benefits for the country. Everyone contributes to the country. It doesn't matter who you are or me." Fan Guangyao said.
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "Your name is really good. If you just ask for food, you will take other people's food into your own bowl and leave others without food."
Lu Weimin waved Fan Guangyao's hand away: "Get out of here! Don't even think about getting anything from me at such a low price in the future! No matter who approved the note, it won't work! From now on, I will eat the food myself!"
