Super resource tycoon

Upstairs in the apartment, inside Huang Zili's rental house.

The door of the room was full of wine bottles and fast food packaging.

The quilt on the single bed was also kneaded into a ball, looking extremely sloppy, and there was a sour smell of stinky feet.

Huang Zili woke up most of the time, and said with embarrassment: "The place is a bit crude, making everyone laugh."

Wu Jun pinched his nose and said, "Lao Huang, my sister-in-law wants to know your virtues, and I probably won't let you go back to China."

Cai Diheng didn't say anything, the expression on his face was wonderful.

This is the first time he has seen this kind of living conditions.

Rong Rong relieved himself and said, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Cai, Brother Huang, you should go to my room opposite to sit for a while, I will help Brother Huang clean."

Huang Zili borrowed the donkey and said, "Well, go to Xiao Rong for a while."

"Alright, trouble Miss Rong." Wu Jun also agreed.

Huang Zili's rental house is made like a biochemical pond, and it is really impossible to enter.

Rong Rong turned around and came to the opposite side, took out the key to open the door, and invited the three of them in.

With the same layout and the same area, Rong Rong’s hut was cleanly cleaned, and the layout was neatly arranged, which was very different from the biochemical pool opposite Huang Zili.

"I don't have any tea here, Mr. Wu, drink some water, talk for a while, I will help Brother Huang clean the house."

Rong Rong poured water for the three of them, turned around and went to the door to help clean up.

"Old Huang, what's your situation?" Wu Jun looked at Huang Zili suspiciously, feeling that the relationship between him and Rong Rong was not ordinary.

"Old Wu, don't think about it, don't you know who is your buddy?" Huang Zili waved his hand and said, "You can't be bullied by your friend's wife. I intend to introduce Xiao Rong to you as a wife. Without any other thoughts, we are just fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers and taking care of each other."

"Furthermore, didn't you see that we live in the right place? What's the matter? Are we still living separately?"

After listening to Huang Zili's explanation, Wu Jun looked embarrassed. The future brother-in-law is next to him, and Lao Huang said here to introduce himself to someone...

"Ahem..." Cai Diheng also coughed twice with embarrassment.

Wu Jun introduced Cai Diheng and said: "Cai Diheng, my girlfriend and her cousin, get to know him."

"Uh... hello hello, disrespect and disrespect." Huang Zili looked embarrassed when he heard Wu Jun's introduction to Cai Diheng.

"Hello, Mr. Huang." Cai Diheng kept smiling and shook hands with Huang Zili.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Huang, you talk first. I'll go to the nearby convenience store downstairs to buy some tea." After getting to know each other, Cai Diheng found an excuse to leave in a very interesting manner.

Wu Jun is extremely satisfied with Cai Diheng's effort to figure out his mind: "Thank you, Xiao Cai, by the way, buy a pack of cigarettes."

"Okay Mr. Wu." Cai Diheng got up and left, bringing the door to the room when he left.

After Cai Diheng left, there were only two old brothers left in the room, and there was nothing taboo about talking.

Wu Jun frowned and asked, "Old Huang, how did you make it look like this? Isn't Lu Dong doing a good job in the timber business?"

When Huang Zili went to Ludong, he said that Zhang's business can make tens of millions a year.

Wu Jun thought he had gone back to inherit the family business and become a local tyrant.

It didn't take long to meet again, Huang Zili was like a tramp, the gap was too big.

"Hey, it's hard to say in one word!" Huang Zili sighed, his expression dejected.

In front of Wu Jun, Huang Zili didn't have anything to avoid, and he spoke out of the distress in his heart during this period of time.

Huang Zili's wife, Dong Yajun, is in the coffin business at home.

When Wu Jun asked what business he was doing, Huang Zili said it was unlucky. Because of this, he didn't discuss it with Wu Jun.

Ludong Heze is known as the hometown of coffins. There are more than ten large coffin manufacturers, and all of them export Japanese benzene for foreign trade.

The aging of Japanese benzene is very serious, and the attitude towards the future is very different from that in China.

Japanese people buy coffins, just like Chinese people buy furniture and clothes. It is very common.

Even a young Japanese girl will choose a coffin with a cherry blossom pattern for herself, and will lie in to experience the comfort when buying it.

Strong demand has formed a huge market scale.

In Heze, the Dong's annual profit is tens of millions, which is not even the top ten in many coffin factories.

When Dong Yajun's father and younger brother were alive, although the competition among coffin factories was fierce, they all maintained superficial harmony.

After the two died in a car accident, Huang Zili, the foreign son-in-law, was frustrated and squeezed everywhere.

Grabbing business, looting supply, digging for skilled workers, openly and secretly, all kinds of moves are overwhelming.

Huang Zili, a foreign son-in-law, was united by the locals and taught a lesson severely.

Before the accident, Lao Zhangren received a large order for 10,000 coffins, and the contracts were signed.

After Huang Zili passed, he could only catch the ducks on the shelves, and started to prepare for this business after getting familiar with the business.

Any kind of commodity has quality requirements.

Although selling coffins to the Japanese people makes money, they also have high requirements for the quality of the coffins.

Unlike domestic coffins, which are complete sets of honesty, like Japanese cars, Japanese people also emphasize lightness and beautiful appearance.

This kind of paper-skinned coffin, bought to the elderly in China, will definitely be scolded for unfilial sons, but it is very popular in Japan.

Paulownia has delicate wood, light weight and high plasticity, making it the best choice.

After working for several months, Huang Zili has not even prepared 10,000 coffin plates.

The Dong's enterprise under Huang Zili's presidency is at risk both internally and externally.

If this order is not fulfilled, a huge amount of liquidated damages will be paid, and it will be on the verge of bankruptcy at any time.

A bunch of colleagues don't help out, they are all waiting to see Dong's jokes.

At the end, Huang Zili spit out and said angrily: "They all say that the people of Ludong are honest and kind, I bah, one is not something better than the other, and the conscience is greatly broken."

Speaking of coffins, Chinese people are a little taboo.

Listening to Huang Zili talking about the coffin business, Wu Jun also felt a little uncomfortable.

However, when he heard of high-quality paulownia and the coffin so making money, he still aroused his interest.

Besides, the domestic coffins are sold to the dead to earn money, but the coffins that are exported to Japan are sold to the living.

There are still some subtle differences between the two.

Wu Jun asked Huang Zili: "Lao Huang, how much paulownia do you need for this order?"

Huang Zili said: "According to our domestic practice, we need more than 100,000 cubic meters, and the export of Japanese benzene only needs about 30,000 cubic meters."

Wu Jun asked a little puzzledly: "Thirty thousand square meters is not much? The domestic timber market is still not enough?"

"Don't talk about 30,000 square meters..." Huang Zili smiled. "The domestic paulownia that meets the requirements is not even 3,000 square meters. They are all imported from Japanese benzene. Otherwise, I won't go far. Benzene, suffer this guilt."

"Import paulownia from Japanese benzene, then make coffins and export Japanese benzene?" Wu Jun looked surprised, this operation is very slippery!

A few decades ago, there was a story in China that Huaxia chopped down trees and sold it to Riben. Riben people used the wood they bought to make chopsticks and sold it to Huaxia to make money.

Now, Riben cut down the tree and sold it to China, and China made a coffin and sold it to the Riben National People's Congress to make a special profit, completely reversed!