Is it a liar?

While worrying about the business being stolen, we also have to measure whether these people are liars.

The young man wearing a shirt and leather shoes looked like a cadre, but the problem was that he was too young.

Such a large factory, can such a young person have such great power?

The 1980s were an era of rampant frauds.

Especially in small commodity markets, people are often deceived into losing their entire family.

Some pretend to be customers and cheat the source of goods, while others pretend to be sellers and cheat the payment of goods.

The middle-aged stall owner who has been struggling in the market for many years can imagine the entanglement in his heart.

Give up?

He doesn't want to.

"A few bosses, do you have any relationship with Chunyu Clothing Factory?"

The middle-aged stall owner asked about his doubts.

Tian Mingfa was about to sarcastically answered that Liu Chunlai was the largest shareholder of Chunyu Garment Factory and the direct person in charge.

The entire factory is under the supervision of Captain Liu.

But Liu Chunlai stopped him.

Liu Chunlai smiled and said, "We are the supporting factory of Chunyu Garment Factory. We supply some raw materials and do some OEM."

After hearing what Liu Chunlai said, the middle-aged stall owner felt relieved.

When Liu Chun came to visit the entire market, he found that as Yang Xiaole said, there are so many stalls in the market, and there are not many of them with such a large scale.

Most of them are stall owners at the same stall.

The things sold do not have much technical content, so the price is naturally not high.

"I heard that many of the bosses here used to be peddlers who used to exchange chicken feathers and duck feathers for candy?"

Liu Chun saw that most of the stall owners were dressed in a simple manner and looked no different from old farmers.

Not like a rich man at all.

Turning his head and asking the middle-aged stall owner next to him.

The middle-aged stall owner laughed.

"No! Most people here start by walking around the streets, and I came here like this before... The policy was not open before, and the state explicitly prohibited it and did not allow reselling. Production requires raw materials, and the things produced need to be replaced with other things. Knocking candy and changing chicken feathers is not a reselling that is prohibited by the state..."

There are many people doing business along the coast.

It was indeed not allowed before.

But now that the policy is open, there is nothing shameful about doing this.

Liu Chunlai also smiled and said, "If there is demand, it will exist. The country is also clear about it, so with reform and opening up, everyone's life will get better and better in the future, and business will get better and better."

"No, after the successful convening of the 12th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, the leading cadres of our Chengyang Industrial and Commercial Bureau have the support of the Party Central Committee and directly built the market. All the domestic industrial and sideline products produced by each company can be operated here..."

"Is it a good year for a long time?" Liu Chunlai asked.

The middle-aged stall owner shook his head and said, "Where is, I just make some porridge money."

Yang Xiaole looked disdainful: "It's already amazing that these stall owners can earn hundreds of dollars a month. Not many can earn tens of thousands a year..."

The middle-aged stall owner looked at Yang Xiaole with a look of surprise: "Comrade, do you know this place very well?"

As soon as I asked, I felt a little regretful.

Thinking about Yang Xiaole's introduction to the situation of Chunyu Garment Factory, he could only smile awkwardly.

Liu Chun looked at him with a smile on his face.

This person is very interesting.

He has a simple face and is extremely smart.
Chapter completed!