I'm really just the village head

"I don't know if the county magistrate will find out in the future, will he ask us to go back!"

Looking at the note in his hand, Liu Fuwang smiled.

He could imagine how wonderful the expression on his face would be when Lu Hongtao knew it later!

5000 sets of work clothes!

Even if one set makes ten yuan, this is a profit of fifty thousand yuan.

Just such a batch of clothing can make all the debts of the entire four teams repaid.

"Sell it first. Let’s talk about it. It’s also moldy when piled up in the warehouse. No one wants it. I can’t help but do road repairs." Yan Jinsong is not optimistic. Loan ten thousand to build roads..."

"Nothing. Let's go to the lumber factory and have a look..." Liu Fuwang is still very confident in his son.

Liu Chunlai is not clear about the old man's show operation.

I learned about the situation around, and indeed, as Qiao Xiulan said, the rent here is not cheap. In the past, it was 400 yuan for a house.

Compared to the market price, Qiao Xiulan's house is still relatively cheap.

Li Hongbing finally figured it out and decided to work for Liu Chun for two years to accumulate his own venture capital and also to accumulate more experience.

Liu Chunlai was noncommittal. He originally planned to take another telegram and tell him the contact address here. After thinking about it, he finally gave up.

If his father believed him, he would do what he said.

If you don't believe it, there is no way.

Arranged Liu Jiuwa to go to Ciqikou and wait, while she was going around nearby. His main purpose was to purchase metal buttons.

Just decorating with a fake metal chain is not enough.

In desperation, I can only find machinery factories that can process them everywhere in the city.

But most machinery factories, regardless of whether they have production tasks or not, basically ignore Liu Chunlai.

When he was about to give up, the director of a machinery factory that originally produced various small metal products was willing to see him.

This factory was set up by the street in order to solve the problem of employment. There were only seven or eight punch presses ranging from 5 to 10 tons. It used to produce aluminum lunch boxes and other things with no technical content.

"There is no problem with processing, if the quantity is too small..." After hearing Liu Chunlai's request, Guo Fengyun, the director of the Red Star Machinery Factory, nodded and said, "But your quantity is not large, you need several materials..."

"This is only the first batch. Brass buckle, 5000 pieces; aluminum buckle, 15000 pieces, Director Guo, look at the price..." Liu Chunlai directly gave the quantity.

He doesn't know the price of machining this year.

"This quantity seems to be large, but..." Guo Fengyun took a pen and counted it on his work notes. At first glance, it was so large that the total amount was only a few hundred yuan. Except for the cost, the profit was not high.

I don't know how to quote for a while.

"This is only the first batch, and there will be more follow-ups. Otherwise, I will pay for the mold, and the mold must be mine!" Liu Chunlai knew what the other party was worried about.

The quantity seems to be large, even if this factory only has seven or eight small punch presses, it can't be produced for a few days.

Costs aside, the profit is small.

"Is there really any follow-up?" Guo Fengyun didn't care who the molds belonged to. Copper buttons and aluminum buttons did not require high molds, and making molds was simple.

The key is follow-up.

Liu Chunlai nodded affirmatively, "I can pay a 1,000 yuan deposit first, and if there is no production in the future, the 1,000 yuan will go to you."

For such a small factory with only seven or eight punch presses and less than 20 cadres and employees, 1,000 yuan can pay more than one month's salary bonus.

"Okay, if so, let's first count 5 points per copper button and 3 points for aluminum button. This batch, a total of 500, you pay first. We process the molds by ourselves and do not charge you. You give two hundred A follow-up deposit of RMB, if there is no follow-up product..."

Liu Chunlai nodded and agreed, and drafted the contract with Guo Fengyun. Every detail of the contract was discussed, and the responsibilities and obligations of both parties were clarified. Then, he signed the contract and paid the money and took the red seal of "Red Star Machinery Factory". The receipt leaves.

This delay is another day.

When I returned to the office, it was almost seven o'clock.

"Uncle Chunlai, Wu Erwa is looking for you for something. I have been waiting for you all day." Liu Zhiqiang, who saw Liu Chunlai coming back at the door, hurriedly greeted her.

Liu Chunlai was a little curious, "How did he find this place?"

The mountain city is not a small place, and few people around know them.

Wu Erwa can be so good?

"When I came back, I passed by the Jiefangbei and saw him staying where we met in the first place. He said he was waiting for us there..." Liu Zhiqiang followed Liu Chun to the yard and explained the situation.

It turned out to be so.

This kid tasted the sweetness, waiting for the goods here?

Liu Chunlai also knows that the pants must be put on the market as soon as possible, otherwise they will soon follow suit.

As the largest city in the southwest, Shancheng has many garment factories.

There is not much technical content in the clothing field.

Once someone finds a supply of raw materials and finds a processing plant, in the end, the whole market will be fine.

"Brother Chunlai, you can count as coming back." As soon as I saw Liu Chunlai, sitting under the eaves, she was so bored that she rolled up her trouser legs to attract the mosquitoes, and then Wu Erwa, who was killed one by one, stood up eagerly.

"The new batch of pants will not arrive in a few days. Brother Nine is waiting at Ciqikou. Once they arrive, they will be delivered." Liu Chunlai said with a smile.

Sales agents are motivated, which is a good thing.

"I'm not for this, the tortoise son of Liu Junhua, who said the dog, is looking for clothing factories and raw materials everywhere these days. They are going to do it themselves..."

Wu Erwa's words immediately made Liu Chunlai anxious.

Really!

What to worry about.

The biggest worry now is that imitations appear on the market.

Even ordering copper buckles and aluminum buckles today is also his preparation to prevent possible follow-up products in the near future.

"Found it?" Liu Chunlai thought about it and quickly pondered a response plan.

In any era, there will never be a shortage of smart people.

Although Liu Junhua has little contact, Liu Chunlai is also on guard. The reason why he has not contacted these two days is to prevent the other party from understanding his own bottom.

"No. There are many tertiary production units here, because of the lack of planned orders, life is difficult. As long as they find raw materials, they will be able to market in large quantities." Wu Erwa was a little worried, "Brother Chunlai, we must find a way, otherwise It's troublesome. The products you make, the attractive solutions you make, they are too much..."

"You didn't go with them? If you find raw materials to produce them, the cost of these pants will be lower." Liu Chunlai looked at Wu Erwa and said seriously.

Wu Erwa was stunned.

He seems to have never considered such a problem before?

However, looking at Liu Chunlai's slightly upturned mouth, he looked contemptuously, "I and Liu Junhua have never dealt with since childhood! Besides, it is not a question of how much money is made! You can't be unkind..."

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