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Chapter 611 I Can't Manage So Many Obligations
The huge hole in this factory was finally bet on. Even though Ji Donglai was prepared, he was shocked by the sales situation in front of him.

"Okay, Mr. Ji, I'll do it right away!"

Che Chaolu now has to face up to the gap between herself and the young man in front of her. It seems that the other party is a lucky one who can do whatever she wants with the capital.

If you look closely, everything Ji Donglai does is methodical, and there are almost no wasted tricks.

The huge debt of Yiyuan Medical has been suppressed for more than ten years, and now there is no need for funds to fill in the holes. In this case, which company does not need medical supplies such as masks for protection.

It is a huge income for Ji Donglai to sell to these people at the price before SARS, not to mention that most manufacturers see business opportunities from above.

The first manufacturer to see business opportunities was the first to announce that all the debts of Yiyuan Medical can be covered by medical supplies and medical equipment.

In this way, those medical devices that could not be sold in the warehouse for several years, wiped off the dust, changed the production date again, and sent them to the other party all at once.

The fear of being returned to the factory did not appear, on the contrary, the other party continued to place orders.

Che Chaolu never dreamed that these things that were rejected by the other party at the beginning have now become sweets and potatoes.

Just when Che Chaolu thought that Ji Donglai would increase the price, Ji Donglai announced that the price would remain unchanged.In an instant, the rest of the suppliers changed into Ji Donglai's sales company, and they came to pick up the goods one after another. Ji Donglai also chose to give priority to supplying these partners.

In Ji Donglai's words, you supported us to survive back then, and today we should give back.

The ensuing result was that almost simultaneously, all suppliers announced that they would not raise prices for one-yuan medical supplies for ten years.

In this way, under the tacit cooperation of everyone, Ji Donglai added countless sales channels, and the company's medical supplies were scattered throughout the country along the sales channels of these manufacturers like catkins in the wind.

Don't be dazzled by the immediate victory, take one step and see ten steps, Che Zhaolu knows that she is really behind.It took a while to lift her head from the humbling feeling of being overwhelmed by the word "made in China" for a long time, and now Che Chaolu has to prove herself.

There are many local manufacturers of work clothes. It was just a phone call, and Che Chaolu asked the technical department to design the factory logo, with eye-catching "one yuan medical" printed on the front and back.

Each batch is sandwiched in the medical bag, the cost is only a few dollars, and people can get it as soon as they buy it.

Before he knew it, it was the last semester of his senior year, and the busy winter vacation was over. Ji Donglai needed to hand over a lot of things this semester, including his work in the student union.

"Donglai, see if you can get some sponsorship for our school, mainly medical supplies, such as masks, temperature guns, thermometers..."

Originally, Ji Donglai came to the school to complete the final handover, but what left Ji Donglai speechless was that the head of the department directly assigned the task.

"Director, I am resigning now..."

"The organization needs you to make a decision at this time. There are so many students in our department, we need to make sacrifices. Newcomers are timid and not as experienced as you."

Before Ji Donglai finished speaking, the director immediately began to assign tasks with a hippie smile on his face.

Along with Ji Donglai and his group, there were many activists who joined the organization, some of whom had already joined the team, such as Wu Zhen and Tian Ye, whose masks covered half of their faces.

Hearing the task assigned by the director, the two began to curse in a low voice.

"I can get a batch of medical supplies, but I can't maintain the order of the school. Let's divide the work. I'm graduating soon, and there are a lot of things at work. Don't delay my future. What supplies do you need? I support you in speaking, I am absolutely unambiguous."

What a joke, let us stand guard in senior year, Ji Donglai recalled the situation here and scolded his mother, preferring to send supplies.

"Yes, I need you to be sensible. When will the supplies arrive? Our school has a lot of students. You can set an example and prove that the school has not trained you wrong. You are a good seedling. Three masks, [-] teachers, students and staff, you count..."

The head of the department said with a smile, and Ji Donglai kept waving his hands.

"Department, department! Our department, director, I can only take care of so much. You guys, give us the whole department. We wanted to do business in the school at the beginning, but you won't allow it. Now let us do it for the whole school. There are no doors."

"Other colleges do it themselves, and they don't have a student union? We have contact information, let them come to ask for sponsorship, or buy it yourself, eat ready-made? There is no door!"

Just kidding, now the masks outside have been sold for ten yuan a piece, and they are disposable masks.

Ji Donglai didn't want to be taken advantage of, and just let his supplies contribute to bullshit for no reason. In the end, the head of the department went to the school leaders to claim credit.

So no matter what the department leaders say, Ji Donglai will only take care of the work in the hospital, and they will find their own way when they go to other places.

The two quarreled for a while, and finally the department leaders agreed that Ji Donglai would only be responsible for the materials of the hospital, and the work would not be handed over for the time being, and promised to give Ji Donglai a school reward when he was done.

"How stingy are you, how many sets are there to get sponsors? If I have the resources, I will cover them all."

"It's just that children from poor families are always fussy, and they will be like that for the rest of their lives, unable to do great things..."

Ji Donglai was bargaining with the head of the department, while Wu Zhen and Tian Ye looked at Ji Donglai's back coldly, with contempt in their eyes, and the so-called activists around them looked at the two of them with monster eyes. .

Some of the people brought out by Ji Donglai felt unfamiliar looking at the two of them.

"Squad leader, Wu Zhen and Tian Ye's two grandsons secretly said that you are stingy. If they have your resources, they will cover all the supplies for our school. I really don't know how the school leaders were selected, but they were able to join the team. .”

Lu Yin and the other two class leaders found Ji Donglai after the meeting, and Ji Donglai gave each of them a large pack of masks. As class leaders, they faced more dangers.

"Don't care about this kind of villain, who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, but tells everyone that the water is cold and dirty! You must pay attention to this matter, and repeatedly emphasize with everyone that you must wash your hands after going out, wear a mask, and wear a mask. Wear a mask!"

"Don't take it seriously. This is the capital, with a population of tens of millions. With such a high population density, once an outbreak occurs, it will definitely not be as simple as one or two. Although I had a heated argument with the leader just now, for our class, medical treatment There are enough supplies, and I will give as much as I want.”

　It's the end of the month, and if you have tickets in your hands, you will get two tickets. Thank you Xifeng

　　
　
(End of this chapter)