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119 [New Plan]

The opening of the "Wanda Garment Factory" went smoothly.

I have to praise Qi Wanda, a Hong Kong guy, for his methods. He may not be very good at making money, otherwise he would not have missed many times in Hong Kong and finally ran away to Pan Yu, but he is absolutely professional in spending money. Especially when he has money, the methods of spending money are definitely varied.

According to Song Zhichao's calculations, opening a garment factory requires 50 sewing machines, each of which costs 300 yuan, which costs about 15,000 yuan. However, Fatty Qi only spent 8,000 yuan to purchase 50 sewing machines because the machines he purchased were all second-hand. In addition, when purchasing the machines, he also hired fifty sewing workers.

Finally, Song Zhichao found out that the Hong Kong man directly acquired a bankrupt garment factory, with equipment and workers, and even the factory buildings now being negotiated.

Three days later, the "Wanda Garment Factory" officially opened amid the sound of firecrackers.

There are fifty main employees, including ten technical backbone. Master Luo Sanpao, the owner of the Laurel Suit Store, was specially hired to become the "honorary technical consultant" of the garment factory and will teach workers the unique skills of handmade garment making.

As for Miss Baoxia in the Laurel Suit Store, she acts as a technician in the garment factory, mainly responsible for technical guidance and on-site demonstration.

Mr. Qi Wanda from Hong Kong serves as the director of the garment factory, responsible for the development and planning of the factory; Mr. Song Zhichao serves as the head of finance and personnel.

The original address of the new factory is the factory building, workers and equipment of the old garment factory are all the same, but they just changed a signboard and spent 20,000 yuan on all the funds - of course, Song Zhichao didn't know whether there was any remaining, and he was too lazy to know. After all, he knew the best who Fatty Qi was. If he took advantage of the situation and didn't give him some benefits, he would not do his best to do his job to you.

As the "puppet boss" of Wanda Company, Qi Wanda made another show of the limelight this time. At least when Master Luo, Baoxia, Haitang, Wang Gang and others came to congratulate him, this fat man completely acted as a "I am a big boss" attitude, and spoke with a raised chest and a bulge in front of fifty workers.

"We must go all out!"

"We must unite!"

"People say that you have the affection and drink plenty of water, but I want to say that making money means you are really full!"

"Wanda is my home, we all love it!"

"Make money together-I'm fucking fucking!"

His tone was ups and downs, and he completely regarded himself as General Patton.

As for Song Zhichao, the "Secretary Song", he had to stand aside at the entire opening site.

...

In the evening, in order to celebrate the opening of the garment factory, Song Zhichao arranged a sumptuous dinner and took the initiative to invite Master Luo, Baoxia, Haitang and Wang Gang to have a meal at the Ronghua Mansion Fugui Hotel.

During this period, Song Zhichao mysteriously invited a mysterious guest to come over, and then told everyone during the banquet that this friend was the hero behind the scenes who helped Wanda provide toy voice chips. His surname was Mao, his name was Mao Youwang, and he was the general manager of Hope Technology Company.

After listening to Song Zhichao's introduction, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. Especially Wang Gang, who attended the banquet with Haitang, stared at Mao Youwang and looked at him.

You know, the main reason why Song Zhichao was able to sell orders for 100,000 toy pandas this time was that the magical voice chip was installed in the panda.

It is said that the chip has a high technical content, and it has not been copied yet by a great man like Chengda to study it.

However, what surprised everyone even more was that Song Zhichao dared to introduce such an important business partner to them without reservation, which shows how much Song Zhichao trusted them.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel warm in their hearts and began to toast Song Zhichao continuously.

However, Song Zhichao said that the great contributor this time was Mr. Mao, not himself, and he should toast Mr. Mao.

So everyone toasted General Manager Mao Youwang again. After all, without the support of other people's chips, there would be no orders of 100,000 yuan. At that time, any toy factory or garment factory would be empty talk.

Mao Youwang, Mr. Mao, was actually very young, a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old, looking very modest, holding a wine glass, and kept saying that the person who designed this magical voice chip was not himself, but someone else; he also said that the person was the real boss of the company, and he was just showing his face.

Everyone was full of curiosity about the mysterious "boss" mentioned by Mr. Mao, but the other party didn't say it, and everyone was embarrassed to ask.

But soon, everyone praised Mr. Mao’s modest and cautious attitude again, thinking that this young boss was not arrogant or impatient, no wonder he could have invented such a magical treasure.

In this way, the banquet ended in a very harmonious atmosphere.

After the banquet, Qi Wanda personally sent Master Luo back to rest because Master Luo was happy tonight and drank a few more drinks.

At the banquet, Qi Wanda kept communicating with Master Luo’s art. From the Cantonese opera in Shanghai in the 1920s to the Cantonese opera in Hong Kong in the 1956s, the two can be said to have a deep common language. Therefore, after Master Luo got drunk, Qi Wanda was so enthusiastic and took the initiative to send Master Luo back.

Of course, Miss Baoxia is so grateful.

But she couldn't speak, she could only gesture and express her gratitude to Fatty Qi. After all, it was really worth it to let her help Master Luo back alone.

In response to this, when they left, Song Zhichao just smiled, and then casually reminded the mute girl, "Take care of the master is the first, but you must also pay attention to the star posters and Cantonese records that your master has treasured!"

Then, in the face of surprise of Miss Baoxia, Song Zhichao personally sent Mr. Mao to the taxi.

Baoxia turned around and looked at Fatty Qi with a complicated expression.

The fat man thought his face was dirty, so he wiped it with his hands and asked Baoxia: "Does there be flowers on my face? You have been watching it for so long!"

Baoxia waved her hand quickly.

As the technical backbone of Dahai Toy Factory, Wang Gang has always been inseparable from the female factory director Haitang, but at this time he was staring at Song Zhichao and Mr. Mao. It was not until Haitang called him and said he was leaving that he came back to his senses, said he was coming, and hurriedly chased Haitang.

Many people slept well this night.

This night, many people found it difficult to fall asleep.

The same night, the same people, but they have different thoughts.

...

The next morning—

When Qi Wanda dragged her tired body and rushed back to the hotel room drunk, she found that Song Zhichao was lying on the desk and writing in a hurry.

Qi Wanda poured a cup of tea, took a few sips, burped, and then came to behind Song Zhichao, leaned over to see what he was writing.

At this time, Song Zhichao suddenly covered up the things he wrote and refused to show them to him.

Fatty Qi curled his lips and said, "What, mysterious!"

Song Zhichao stretched and turned around and said, "It's nothing, just write it casually!"

The fat man couldn't help but wonder, "Write whatever you want? Why don't I see?"

Song Zhichao scratched his chin with his hand and asked, "What do you want to see?"

"Be curious, people will have curiosity." The fat man clicked his mouth and continued: "If you don't let me see it, it means there is a secret. If there is a secret, it is understandable to me. After all, we are not a member of the same place. Beware of me, I can understand it. After all, I am not very familiar with you. Although I sleep in the same room, although I help you with your work, I always treat you as a boss, a friend, and a relative... If you don't let me see it, I can understand!"

"I understand it, no, no! You look like a thousand-year-old resentful woman!" Song Zhichao cursed, then handed over the thing he just wrote and said, "Look!"

The fat man blinked his eyes and said, "I really want me to read it? Then I'm not polite." So he picked up the manuscript and looked it up with no need to urgently.

The more you look, the more frightened the fat man is.

I couldn't help but look up, "It won't be true, right? You want to create a large order of one million?"

Song Zhichao slowly swept his eyebrows with his tail finger, "As you can see, this is the plan I wrote - the plan of one million pandas Panpan."

The fat man was trembling, his eyes glowed, and his mouth trembled: "One million, one is two dollars, so the total is-"

"Two million in total!" Song Zhichao answered for him.

“How much can we make?”

"Early one piece, you can calculate it yourself."

"One million?"

"The calculation is correct."

Fatty Qi was completely confused.

But soon he came to his senses and shook his head, "You are dreaming that one million pandas require two million yuan. Who has so much money?" He paused and said, "Remember, this is Pan Yu, not Hong Kong!"

The fat man knows the economic level of the mainland. Few orderers can eat so many orders.

Song Zhichao smiled, got up, turned his face slowly, stared at Fatty Qi, then put one hand on the fat man's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Yes, this is Pan Yu, not Hong Kong, but don't forget that Pan Yu also has Hong Kong people!"

The fat man curled his lips, "Aren't you referring to me?" Then he thought this was stupid, so he asked again: "Are you referring to Cha Yongxiao?"

After all, Mr. Cha is very famous in Pan Yu, and everyone knows it.

Song Zhichao didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile.

The fat man's little eyes flashed and a light of inspiration suddenly appeared, "You mean - Miss Fu?"
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