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Chapter 149 The atmosphere is hot

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    The south in September does not have the atmosphere of early autumn, the weather is still hot, and various people with briefcases come and go in this passionate city.

    This is a typical Chinese city, with a loud voice, and no occasion to pay attention to when talking about business.

    Maybe you and I jumped off a bus, greeted each other and completed a business on the side of the road.

    Making money has penetrated into the bones of everyone in this city.

    So much so that decades later, there will still be rumors about girls making money in Shenzhen City on the Internet.

    Jiang Ming is the entrepreneur of a cleaning products factory here in Shenzhen.

    Like the background of many entrepreneurs in this era, most of them used to be employees and executives of former state-owned factories in the mainland, or they were employees of government departments who left their jobs to do business.

    Jiang Ming used to be an employee of his hometown chemical factory in Hudong Province. His father had been in the chemical factory for decades, and he replaced him after retirement. It is a prominent feature in the era of planned economy that children take over the jobs of their parents.

    He gave up the golden rice bowl in his hometown and went south to start a business. At one point, his father wanted to remove him from the family tree.

    Until now, the relationship is still deadlocked, and after going south, he didn't go very well.

    If there is no way out of the more than 300,000 goods squeezed by the factory, it is estimated that he, a start-up, will be overwhelmed by the tide like many entrepreneurs.

    Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and Lao Huang, a former friend in his hometown, contacted him.

    Said to let him take the factory's products to his side.

    The location is in an office building on the Nanzha District side.

    After jumping off the bus, he was sweating profusely with a bag on his shoulder and a mop and broom in his hand.

    ? I looked up at the office building behind the bus, and went to the newsstand nearby to buy a bottle of ice soda to relieve the heat.

    While drinking, I was attracted by the headline of a newspaper next to me.

    The title is "Huasheng Trading Welcomes Major Daily Necessities Manufacturers to Inquire and Cooperate".

    "Huasheng Trading? Isn't this the company run by the old ticket customer? Lao Huang is really well-off? He has money to advertise in newspapers."

    Just as he was muttering, a young man with a smile on his side came over: "Thank you for giving me a pack of Double Happiness hard boxes."

    The boss of the newsstand quickly gave the young man a pack of cigarettes.

    The young man untied it skillfully and took out one: "Ji Yuan, do you want one too?"

    The monk next to him smiled: "Brother Jin, I don't smoke."

    The young man didn't force himself, he tapped the roots himself, and the sweat couldn't stop flowing.

    After looking around, he put his eyes on Jiang Ming's body next to him.

    Looking at the mops and brooms in front of him: "Brother, are you here to discuss business?"

    Jiang Ming took a sip of the soda, and said with a wry smile: "A friend called to invite and send some samples to try his luck."

    "Oh, that's it." The young man looked at the things on the ground: "Can you show me?"

    Jiang Ming looked at the big brother big brick machine in the young man's hand, with an extraordinary posture, thinking that this is a boss.

    He nodded and said, "Okay, don't break it, I brought such a sample here today."

    "Don't worry, it won't be broken."

    So the young man picked up the mop, looked left and right, and pulled the rags bound by the wire.

    Put it down with a smile: "The quality is good."

    "Thank you." Jiang Ming didn't take it too seriously.

    The monk next to him said at this moment: "Brother Jin, we should go over."

    "So fast?"

    "Well, it's about time."

    "Okay, looking at things is also a tiring job."

    The young man "complained", then got up and walked to the office building behind.

    Jiang Ming was confused by the young man's behavior and scratched his head behind his back.

    With a wry smile, he carried his things into the office building.

    According to the address given to him by his friend Lao Huang, he finally found the office of Huasheng Trading Co., Ltd. on the eighth floor of this office building.

    It's just that this scene made him a little confused!

    The aisle more than ten meters outside was crowded with people, and the scene was very chaotic.

    Countless people are opening their throats and shouting with thick necks and red faces:

    "Boss, take a look at my bottle, the quality is absolutely fine!"

    "Here, pretty boy, look here quickly. If you see that the pot is not there, use your hammer to hammer it. If it breaks, I will hammer myself! It will be no problem for ten years.""Hey, I lost it, you should take a look at me anyway, look how long I've been holding this cover!"

    "Soviet Russian Lao Maozi's special custom-made version is big enough for Lao Maozi's women, and this underwear, you also have a look, it is transparent, Lao Maozi likes it very much, suitable for men, women and children!"

    The corridor smelled of sweat and was stuffy, which once made people feel a little suffocated.

    Lao Huang and Liu Shan led the staff to maintain order at the door.

    It doesn't help that the throat is hoarse.

    This has been their normal situation for a week. Since the advertisement was published in the newspaper, their gate has been trampled down.

    At this stage, state-owned factories have a serious backlog of large quantities of inventory, closed down and so on.

    ?It has led to a very chaotic market circulation of goods, and major manufacturers are trying to find ways to reduce inventory.

    Among them, there are also some poor masters who specialize in collecting inventory and so on.

    Jiang Ming looked at this scene at the end, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't squeeze in at all.

    I'm going to turn around and go downstairs to find a public phone to call Lao Huang.

    Just when he was about to leave, the sharp-eyed old Huang saw him, and his voice that had been hoarse for a few days shouted with all his strength.

    "Jiang Fayou! This way! Where are you going? You, how long have I been waiting for you at the door!"

    Jiang Ming looked over strangely, and sure enough, he saw the incomparably dazzling old Huang Namosi under the light.

    In a good mood: "Huang Fayou! It's really you!"

    Then I squeezed through with great effort.

    The two hugged after meeting at the door. Fayou hadn't seen each other for a year, and both of them had tears in their eyes.

    It was too late to feel that Xiaohong, who had voted together back then, suddenly burst into an angry voice among the bored crowd.

    "I lost your mother, what are you doing, pretty boy, are you going to go through the back door in public!"

    "How can you be like this!"

    For a while, various complaints began at the corridor door.

    Lao Huang's complexion was very bad, and he raised his head and said, "What's wrong with going through the back door? I haven't seen you for many years, what's the matter with you!"

    "If you can't take it anymore, you can leave now, we don't have to ask you to line up here!"

    "Jiang Fayou, let's go! Let's talk inside."

    After speaking, he dragged Jiang Ming into the office inside, but there was a lot of cursing behind him.

    After Jiang Ming came in, he was shocked by the scene inside.

    There are at least seven or eight hundred square meters on one side, a lot of clothes are hung on the side, and a lot of daily necessities are neatly placed.

    ? On the other side, about 100 square meters, a long row of tables lined up, surrounded by many manufacturers' representatives who were sending samples.

    It is the staff who accept the samples, and their acceptance methods are also very rough.

    For example, a girl is holding a pair of tiger-head men's underwear and pulling her hands together.

    Zila!

    The tiger head underwear was torn to pieces, and then the girl raised her head annoyed: "It's not useful, even if you print a tiger head, you can't scare others!"

    "Next!"

    "Hey, sister, are you insulting my brother? You! Who cares about you!"

    "Next!" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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