"What do I want to do in a workshop? I want money! Hundreds of thousands!"

When Zhang Jianmin heard this, he was so angry that he kicked Kang Quanlin again.

Even in the workshop director's office, no one dares to cause trouble.

They knew better that Kang Quanlin and his nephew contracted the workshop...

"Brother Zhang, jeans are very popular now, and the market is very large..." Liu Junhua knew that Zhang Jianmin's methods would not kill him, but he could make him worse than death.

As long as time is enough, they can quickly snatch the market away.

How many of the traitors who are not ruthless these days?

If you are not cruel, you will basically be eaten without any bones.

Zhang Jianmin smiled angrily, "I have so much time? What did you say when you came to me? Last time I also visited the factory, why didn't I tell me the truth? If I knew the truth and if such a thing happened, I wouldn't be able to make a move by myself, and I would admit defeat!"

That's what he really thought.

The key is to be deceived.

At this moment, Scar ran in from outside in a hurry.

The forehead was covered with sweat.

"Brother Zhang, another telegram came from the south. The goods arrived in advance, so we should prepare the money. In addition, Liu Chunlai brought a ship of pants, nearly 15,000 pieces, and all were out of stock. Now Fatty Luo and Lin Mei and a group of people are still making trouble for him..."

Scar's words made Zhang Jianmin's face turn pale in an instant.

The goods from the south arrive in advance!

He only has more than 200,000 yuan in his hand, but he can't get the 100,000 yuan back. Not to mention more shares, he can't even get the original share.

The smaller the share, the higher the cost.

In the Southwest Market, more unspoiled goods will come in.

At that time, he, the native, may be squeezed out of the market by foreign counterattackers.

At least two hundred thousand!

This is the most basic.

When Liu Junhua heard this, his face suddenly turned gray.

It's over!

This is really over.

Zhang Jianmin originally made his fortune by buying electronic products from the Special Administrative Region. Now they are not only unable to bring their pants to the market in time, but the tea on Liu Chunlai's side can even exceed their imagination!

Even if you have 100,000 yuan to purchase raw materials, you cannot make money quickly.

"If you give it to you 100,000, how long will it take to ship it?" Zhang Jianmin calmed down instead and asked Kang Quanlin and Liu Junhua.

"One week! Just one week, you can get thousands of pairs of pants every day..." Liu Junhua looked surprised, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. "The batch of materials in front of him will start processing in three days..."

"Brother Zhang, it's too late. In addition, Liu Chunlai still has more than 10,000 pairs of pants to ship tomorrow. He is definitely not a small factory with more than ten sewing machines..."

The military advisor behind Zhang Jianmin reminded him.

If they don’t get out early and continue to spend money in it, they will lose all their opportunities.

The clothing factory will definitely not be able to beat Liu Chunlai.

Once they lose the agency rights of electronic products, they will have nothing.

"What I asked before, they only mentioned a small factory with more than ten sewing machines..." Liu Junhua scolded Liu Zhiqiang to death in his heart.

This dog said, it's so terrible.

According to the current shipment volume, there must be at least one large garment factory with hundreds of sewing machines!

Zhang Jianmin looked at Liu Junhua and Kang Quanlin, and was slow to kill.

Now, he really has the intention to kill.

"But now, if we don't continue to invest, we can't recover it at all..." Zhang Jianmin gritted his teeth and said, "I said last time that the business of 100,000 is too small!"

"Sell this workshop to Liu Chunlai." The person next to him reminded Zhang Jianmin.

"Brother Zhang, you can't do this. Liu Chunlai is not a good guy. Once the workshop is transferred to them, the money is..."

Liu Junhua became anxious when he heard this.

If Liu Chunlai knew about this, he would not want to get into this industry in the future.

"Or else, you will ask Changfeng Factory to pay me 100,000 yuan?" Zhang Jianmin looked at him with a smile on his face.

This made Liu Junhua, who was sitting on the ground, constantly supporting his body with both hands and retreating.

"Will he agree?" Scar was a little uncertain, "They should have complete facilities from raw material production to garment factories, and many county towns are equipped."

He is not a fool to become a relatively big loser.

Not only must you be ruthless, but you must also have a mind.

"Tell him. Songtao, go find Liu Chunlai and invite him to hot pot tonight!"

Zhang Jianmin quickly made a decision.

This matter can only be solved by Liu Chunlai, and he can recover the 100,000 yuan he invested.

"Also, look at them! Don't let them run away. Director Kang, then, you can sign a subcontract contract with Liu Chunlai directly. Is there any problem in Changfeng Factory?"

"No problem, no problem. No matter who contracts in the factory, as long as the workers can be paid..." Kang Quanlin nodded hurriedly.

Although he had always wanted to contract the workshop before, especially after Liu Junhua said that he had found the linen market, he was even more moved.

Now I almost lost my life, what else can I disagree?

Otherwise, where would you find 100,000 yuan to return it to Zhang Jianmin?

Liu Junhua's heart was ashamed.

But he had no other way.

"Exclusive agency rights? Is this too much?" Looking at the group of people in front of him, Liu Chunlai really didn't know what to say.

Could it be that he told them that these pants are in stock that cannot be sold, and that more than 10,000 will arrive tomorrow, and after selling them, he will get hundreds of thousands of starting funds, he will not be able to mess with this?

The county garment factory has not yet taken down the contract.

In a short period of time, it cannot be supplied.

"There is nothing too much. Fatty Luo and I join forces. How much do you give birth to, we will get..." In order to get the exclusive agency rights, Lin Mei also made up her mind and dared to say anything.

Liu Chun looked at the middle-aged woman, laughing and crying.

"What if we produce clothes that we can't sell?"

"That thing must not be needed. Are you selling furniture, and aren't you doing order-based production? You are responsible for design and production, and we place orders according to the sales situation..." Fatty Luo looked muddy, and the abacus was making a big fuss.

Zhou Rong also spoke, "I just want the agency rights of Rongcheng."

There was only her in Rongcheng, and no one was fighting with her.

It was not that she thought about it from the beginning, but that Lin Mei and Fatty Luo gave her more ideas.

Once you get the agency rights, the entire Rongcheng and surrounding areas have to get goods from her. Even if you make two or three yuan for a pair of pants, the amount will be large, and the money...

Wu Erwa, who came here after receiving the news, was dissatisfied, "Why? Even if you want to get exclusive agency rights, it should be us! The entire mountain city market has been opened by us. In order to promote it, Yang Xiaole is still in Rongcheng these days!"

The agency should have been theirs.

They had no strength before, so Liu Chunlai went to Qunlin Market and other places to promote it himself, so they couldn't say anything.
Chapter completed!