"Captain Liu, didn't you just take away five thousand sets not long ago? As long as there is a note from the leader, I will not stop..."

Faced with Liu Fuwang coming again with the two of them, Wang Xinmin, the director of Jiangnan Garment Factory, was helpless.

These clothes can't be sold, so why don't they take them back and distribute them to the members?

Do you need so much?

"Director Wang, there are no leadership notes this time, we will buy them all." Liu Chunlai was a little surprised. Is his father really famous?

Even my father knows that he is the captain.

But when I think about it, it’s not surprising that the village’s garment factory used to have its tasks planned from the Jiangnan Garment Factory.

"Buy? Why are you buying this? Although it is cheap, it is of no use. There are still nearly 30,000 sets in the factory!" Wang Xinmin reminded the other party, "If it could be sold, it would have been sold long ago. There are already ten in the factory

No wages have been paid for the month, and all the cadres and employees have been on vacation..."

"Didn't I say before that all work clothes would cost more than 80,000 yuan?" Liu Chunlai did not answer.

Don't let the other party know.

Otherwise, there would be nothing wrong with them.

What's more, Liu Chunlai is also planning to swallow up the Jiangnan Garment Factory, which is facing bankruptcy.

He will start by making clothes, and then when he develops to a certain level, he can enter leather manufacturing. Maybe one day he can run away with his sister-in-law, and then let countless vendors selling leather products promote his reputation.

"Yes, the county finance can't come up with the money, and the factory hasn't paid wages for ten months, so this batch of clothes was given to the factory for disposal."

Wang Xinmin doesn’t hide anything.

After hearing this, Liu Chunlai put his travel bag on Wang Xinmin's desk.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, he took money out directly from inside.

A stack of big unity, 1,000 yuan.

A stack.

Another pile…

Liu Fuwang watched his son take out the money from his pocket, stood up suddenly, and his eyes widened when he saw that there was really a lot of money in the bag.

Especially Liu Chunlai moved very slowly, putting piles of them on the table.

Captain Liu has been a village cadre for decades. Where has he seen so much money?

Breathing became rapid.

Wang Xinmin was not affected by the money. Wasn't the salary paid by the factory several thousand?

However, Liu Chunlai's constant taking of money made him realize that the other party was not joking, "Don't regret it!"

Liu Fuwang wanted to yell, "I regret it now!" and then grab all the money.

"Gudu~"

Captain Liu swallowed hard.

"Director Wang, I heard that there are 27,000 units left. We want them all. This is a deposit of 8,000 yuan. The county previously gave 5,000 units at a price of 20,000 yuan. We cannot follow this..."

Liu Chunlai put the eight thousand yuan on the table, picked up the still full travel bag and put it on the ground before speaking.

Wang Xinmin frowned, "Are you planning to deduct 20,000 yuan? If the county does this, we have no right to interfere, but the cost of this batch of work clothes and materials is more than 60,000 yuan."

"After deducting 10,000 units, the remaining 27,000 units will be given to us at a price of 70,000 units. This is still the total cost." Liu Chunlai shook his head.

The county is clearly not doing its job properly.

People in the garment factory are not that enterprising, so they sell work clothes in the county and surrounding towns.

I have never thought about going far to the mountain city, or even the city.

"That's okay. As long as 80,000 yuan is needed, we can solve the current salary and other problems." Wang Xinmin nodded in approval of this plan.

8 yuan, for a garment factory with more than 100 sewing machines and nearly 200 workers, 80,000 yuan is only the salary for the first ten months.

As for the money that should be given to textile mills for materials?

Originally, it was all allocated within the plan and not counted as a cost.

What happens next?

It has nothing to do with the leaders.

If the factory goes bankrupt, whether it is the government department or the superior department, they will be arranged.

"However, I have a request. If there is no problem, we can sign the contract today." Liu Chunlai stopped Wang Xinmin's hand that was reaching out to take the money.

Wang Xinmin was stunned.

Liu Fuwang almost cheered loudly.

He couldn't see the money being given to anyone else. He pulled it all the way without even touching it.

"The factory has to help change all the trousers. Of course, the changes are not in vain. There is a processing fee of 15 cents for each pair of trousers."

Liu Chunlai's request made Wang Xinmin relieved.

Immediately, someone was sent to find Sun Xiaoyu, the chief technical engineer of the factory.

"Are you sure you can change it like this? It can't be sold now..." Sun Xiaoyu looked at the drawing handed over by Liu Chunlai, her small eyes widened.

If you were younger, you might look cute.

It's a pity that General Engineer Sun in front of me is almost fifty and is about to retire.

Liu Chunlai was a little disappointed. How could the chief technical engineer in charge of products in a factory survive without any knowledge?

"Mr. Sun, I'm sure. There is a processing fee of 30 cents per pair of trousers. The sewing workers in the garment factory are much better than those in our small factory. If you are quick, you can make more than 60 pairs in a day..."

Liu Chunlai reduced the output of Tian Li and others a lot.

Just tell the other party how much skilled female workers can earn in a day.

"Can it be done?" Wang Xinmin asked Sun Xiaoyu.

Sun Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, "I can do it, but these pants are like this..."

"That's no problem. It seems like you need to add a lot of fabric? Well..." Wang Xinmin made up his mind.

The price given by Liu Chunlai is quite right. You need to add fabric on both sides of the trouser legs, which is also the cost.

"Cut from the top of the clothes. On this drawing, there are also instructions on how to cut the top of the clothes to save material. If possible, I hope to sign the contract immediately and start work today. Please work overtime tonight. We will come tomorrow morning. Every day

For a pair of pants, I will add 30 cents for processing fee..." Liu Chunlai didn't waste any words.

Just throw money at it.

I remember that Liu Fuwang was worried on the side and kept winking at Liu Chunlai, but the latter ignored him at all.

"This is what you said!" Wang Xinmin was overjoyed.

There are more than a hundred workers in the factory who come in every now and then to ask for money, or ask every day when they can resume work.

The current problem can be solved without giving more money.

"Director Wang, you don't have to believe us, but here is a deposit of 8,000 yuan." Liu Chunlai pushed the money to Wang Xinmin.

Therefore, Wang Xinmin immediately asked the accountant to come over to collect the money, and at the same time arranged for someone to notify the workers to come back to collect the money and start processing.

"Director, these pants..." Sun Xiaoyu looked at all this, her brows completely knitted together.

Can these be called pants?

"What can we do if we don't do it? Just make them happy. Otherwise, how about you find money to pay everyone's wages? According to them, this time the lathe workers will get 10 cents for a pair of pants..." Wang Xinmin doesn't care about that much.

Just give me money.

There are so many work clothes piled up moldy in the warehouse. If they can be converted into money, the workers' wages will be paid, and then they can go and take up their posts elsewhere.

Sun Xiaoyu had no choice but to do her own thing.

"Spring is here, this is not how you spend your money. This is just throwing money at people..." As soon as it came out, Liu Fuwang felt a lot of pain.

My son's method of throwing money at people is too capitalist.

However, he also wanted to.
Chapter completed!