"Well, the factory owed a lot of money before, and I haven't paid my salary for a long time..."

"That's the matter in your factory! You know who Zhang Jianmin is!" Liu Junhua wanted to kill his uncle in front of him with one punch.

"Brother-in-law, Junhua has been urged by Zhang Jianmin these days. People ride motorcycles to the house every day." Liu Junhua's mother Du Juan looked at her elder brother-in-law with a dark face.

This made her elder sister Du Li unhappy, "The third brother, Quanlin is just the director of the ma-roof workshop, not the director. He said before, calling Junhua no hurry, and wait until he contracted the workshop..."

"Is this Junhua's fault? Didn't you worry about not being able to contract without an order?" Du Juan became angry, "There are problems with you."

"Okay! As long as you have another 100,000 yuan, you can settle the debts in the supply and marketing cooperative first..." Kang Quanlin was also very upset when he heard his wife and sister-in-law arguing.

The factory directly deducted the contract fee of 100,000 yuan. Now the hemp spinning workshop belongs to him.

Equipment and workers are all complete.

There is a lot of jute in the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative, but Changfeng Factory needs to settle the previous debt first.

After much persuasion, even the contract was taken out for the people from the supply and marketing cooperative to see, they believed that there was no tough requirement that the debts of Changfeng Factory must be settled first. As long as you give money, the materials can be taken away.

Go to a loan?

Without the leaders' greetings, Kang Quanlin could not get the loan at all.

"Uncle, I have to let you kill me!" Liu Junhua gritted his teeth, "I still have a few thousand dollars here. Why don't I get some raw materials from the supply and marketing cooperative first and produce them now? As long as the fabric comes out, I can also ask Zhang Jianmin to continue investing money..."

"I have borrowed several thousand here too. You can go with me." Kang Quanlin sighed.

Liu Junhua was too anxious before and didn't even understand the situation in the factory clearly, so he signed a contract with the factory directly.

Because Kang Quanlin is an intermediary, this makes him suffer both ends.

The garment factory has been waiting. After so many days, Changfeng Factory has not started construction.

"There is really so hot there? Now it seems that our funds are enough this time!" Zhang Jianmin's smile became brighter when he heard his subordinate's report.

This time, he had already put all his money on.

The time does not take too long, not only can you recover funds, but you can also make several times the profit.

In this way, he will get more goods from Xiangjiang next time.

"Brother Zhang, the special zone has sent a telegram. The next batch of goods will be there in ten days. Let's prepare the money quickly."

A man about thirty years old and with a scar on his forehead ran in sweat.

He handed a telegram to Zhang Jianmin.

Zhang Jianmin frowned immediately.

"How long will it take for Liu Junhua to go? Including the time on the road, we don't have a few days to use. If we can't get that batch of goods this time, we probably won't have the chance to get the goods from others in the future. We can only get the goods at a high price." After reading the telegram, Zhang Jianmin frowned tightly.

"He said it will take at least three days..." the younger brother replied. "Brother Zhang, I always feel that this turtle son is hiding something from us. Otherwise, if we don't do this, we will get the money back first? There are also a lot of goods worth 200,000."

"You know a ball! You can only win the Southwest general agent for 500,000 yuan. At that time, everyone else will have to take all the goods from us." said the scar man.

"Let's go to the factory there tomorrow." Zhang Jianmin thought for a while before speaking.

"Will the people who are staring at Liu Zhiqiang and the others withdraw?"

"If you keep an eye on them, you can understand whether this thing is easy to sell or not. At the same time, you should pay attention to their goods. I lack understanding of them." Zhang Jianmin felt uneasy in his heart.

This matter does have a lot of profits.

But they didn't know what Liu Chunlai had.

After being a fall for so many years, Zhang Jianmin was able to quickly accumulate a net worth of 200,000, not by luck.

"Eighty thousand~"

"Touch! I'm calling (treat) now. Wait, let's see what's next..."

"You touched the hammer, you're so stupid..."

"MMP, I have to touch breakfast two days, which makes me happy..."

“Wow~”

The sound of mahjong collision sounded.

Liu Zhiqiang looked at the situation in the yard in front of him and was amused and crying.

"Brother Zhiqiang, if the police arrest gambling, we will not be able to take it off. We must be punished for gathering together to gamble." Li Hongbing looked at the situation in the yard and felt a little uneasy.

He spent a lot of time in the city and knew that he would be arrested when he gathered to gamble.

"What can you do? They don't want to leave." Liu Zhiqiang could only look, "At least, it's much better than the kind of quarrels before, right?"

All customers are God.

This is what Liu Chun said.

What is God?

Liu Zhiqiang, who has served as a soldier and firm materialist, did not know.

But the money they have is real.

"Actually, this is fine. They solve the purchase quantity by themselves, so we don't have to worry about it..." Wu Erwa looked at these people with hatred.

These turtle sons came to steal their money.

He regretted why when he didn't have many goods in his hands, he had to get promotions from various dance halls, and he also asked other familiar people to help promote them...

Now it's OK.

These nouveau riche directly carried money in their pockets to wait for the goods.

"I don't know when Brother Chunlai will arrive..." Wu Erwa thought about Liu Chun coming a little.

Liu Chunlai is now worried.

With less than 15,000 pairs of pants, the small pig ship was filled.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have waited for them together.

Liu Chunlai didn't expect these problems either.

Even if a sack is full, each pack is 100 pairs of pants, but 15,000 pairs of pants are 150 packs.

The cabins for transporting pigs were filled with stuff. Except for the cockpit and the deck behind, there was no space on the entire ship.

"Why don't you find a boat or go there again." Sun Xiaoyu suggested to Liu Chunlai with a cigarette in her mouth.

"Brother Jiu, why don't you go?" Liu Chun looked at Liu Jiuwa who followed Xie Jun and suggested.

With fewer individuals, you can have more space for activity.

"I'll follow you. I have to go there anyway." Liu Jiuwa shook his head.

Of course he would not say that the Eighth Zuzu and the captain both ordered him several times to protect Liu Chunlai's safety.

If you weren't worried about being mistaken for accounting checks, Xie Gaoquan and Yang Cuihua would have come.

"Let's go, if you don't leave, it will be dark in a while!" Zhang Mingtao looked sad.

He never thought that one day, this boat that could only transport up to thirty or forty pigs at a time would be so full.

Even the front deck was wrapped in oil paper, with more than a dozen large bags.

Fortunately, these pants are not heavy and just take up space.
Chapter completed!