Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 39 Hot sale and out of stock
"Set up a street stall?"

"Oh, how many divisions do you have, Shark Kun? How many street stalls can you set up?" Wang Yaotang sneered, "Now is the peak period of Hong Kong's newsstand industry. According to statistics, there are 2500 newspaper vendors in every corner of Hong Kong Island."

"Each newsstand can sell thousands of newspapers every day, and on average it can serve thousands of customers. Our products are hung right in front of people, so they can see them at a glance when buying a newspaper."

As he spoke, Wang Yaotang slapped the accompanying poster on the table and said, "Tell me, which one attracts more attention, this or the newspaper?"

Ajie, Awei and Aji each picked up a photo. The quality was quite poor, made of the cheapest coated paper, but the photo was printed very clearly, and Xiang Lishan had taken it very well. Just looking at it made one smell something fishy.

"This must be what attracts people." Ajie laughed.

……

"Boss, give me a copy of Sing Tao Daily...I'll take your pick!" A man walked up to the newsstand, and before he could finish his words, his eyes were attracted by the poster hanging in front of it.

He took a glance, then quickly turned his head away. He couldn't help but take a few more sneak glances, and looked left and right like a thief, afraid of being discovered.

A glance between the eyes shows that you are the one waiting for you!
The newspaper vendor smiled so hard that his mouth couldn't close. "50 each, sexy underwear for your wife to wear at home. Try it, I guarantee you'll be thrilled. It's numbered, which set do you want?"

"2, 3." The man whispered. When he saw the newspaper vendor stuff two pieces of clothing into a black plastic bag, he immediately coughed loudly and said loudly, "Give me a copy of Sing Tao Daily and another copy of Ming Pao!"

He handed over a redwood fish and a few coins, took the black plastic bag and covered it with newspaper, and subconsciously quickened his pace.

"Fuck your mother, no one is willing to bargain, it's so easy to make money!" The newspaper vendor stuffed the redwood fish into his bag with excitement, then looked down at the goods in the box, which were about to be sold out, and he suddenly became anxious again.

I have made the call as written on the business card, but the goods have not been delivered yet.

The wait lasted for an hour, and only when all the goods were sold out did the Toyota H20 come over again.

The newspaper vendor rushed over, not caring that the other person was a member of the gang, and shouted angrily, "You bastard, why are you so late?"

"I dare not ask you to take more. There are hundreds of newspaper vendors and we can't deliver them in a hurry!" The bespectacled boy's shirt was soaked through. He no longer had the relaxed and casual attitude he had in the beginning. His voice was even hoarse.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling, this time I want... 200!" The hot sales made the newspaper vendor's eyes red with excitement, and he ruthlessly gave a high number, 5000 yuan.

However, this thing is so profitable. I sold 30 sets and made 900 yuan. I can’t make that much in three days on normal days!

"No, just 100." The bespectacled boy waved his hand, quite impatiently.

"Go to hell with you! I won't pay you!" The newspaper vendor got anxious when he heard that.

"There are 500 newspaper vendors in Yau Tsim Mong, and there are only 30000 sets in total. You're just dreaming!" The bespectacled boy scolded back, "Do you want it or not?"

"Damn it, I want it, I want it!" The newspaper vendor looked like someone had robbed him of his money, gritting his teeth, "You bastard, be more productive, God will punish you if you don't make money!"

"You're the only one who talks too much!" After saying this, the bespectacled guy turned around, got into the car and left.

……

Although Wang Yaotang seemed very confident, several people including himself were still worried before there was definite news.

He called Siyanzai once at noon, but no one returned the call. Wang Yaotang didn't dare tell the three brothers and became even more worried.

It was not until 3 o'clock in the afternoon that the door was suddenly pushed open, and the bespectacled man staggered in, grabbed the teapot on the table and started drinking.

"Four-eyed boy, why are you in such a mess?" Wang Yaotang asked with a frown.

"Did someone sweep you?" Ajie asked anxiously.

The bespectacled boy waved his hand to drive the three away, then lay down on the sofa, took a few deep breaths, and said in a hoarse voice, "Change people, it's no good."

"What are you doing?"

"Thirty thousand sets, sold out." Four-eyed boy grinned and said weakly.

Wang Yaotang stood up suddenly, "Really!" "Let Lao Li, produce. Not enough, not enough at all!" Siyanzi panted, "Half of the newsstands in Yau Tsim Mong are out of stock before we even run to them!"

Wang Yaotang threw a fist, turned around, grabbed the phone and dialed, "Lao Li, I'm Wang Yaotang, start production at full capacity immediately, 24 hours a day, even if people stop, the machines cannot stop, I'll bring the money over right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yaotang laughed out loud, "Shakun, I want to see how you die this time!"

"Brother Yao, how do you know that the newspapers will be sold out if we ask newspaper vendors?" Ajie asked impatiently.

"Yeah, Brother Yao, now that you've thought of it, why didn't you find a newspaper vendor to sell the goods earlier?" Awei also asked.

"There's no time to talk, get in the car!" Wang Yaotang called out, and the group went downstairs and got in the car, then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the New Territories.

On the way, Wang Yaotang smiled and explained, "The places occupied by those newspaper vendors have the largest customer flow, so of course they are selling well. As for why we didn't approach them before, haha, let's not talk about whether our funds could afford to turn over so many goods before."

"Without such a large sales volume and such a big profit, even Shark Kun from the East Union Society is jealous and wants to steal our business. In the past, there were only a few of us brothers. How could we withstand such a big show? We would be chopped into pieces and thrown into the sea!"

"Whatever strength you have, whatever you do."

"If it weren't for Shark Kun, I would have asked A Wei to add more stalls, and direct sales would make more money. The profit difference is more than 6 times."

After Wang Yaotang's explanation, everyone understood.

"To do business, you have to follow the rules. Someone like Shark Kun wants to rely on his power to make a big move right from the start. Haha, he's just courting death."

"Do you really think that being rich and powerful will be useful?"

"Then there wouldn't be so many rich people going bankrupt and losing their money."

We chatted and laughed all the way, and arrived at Lao Li's garment factory in half an hour. Lao Li was still waiting at the door.

"Brother Yao, why are you in such a hurry? Have you made a fortune?" Lao Li asked with a smile.

"Have you started work?" Wang Yaotang asked.

"Brother Yao has spoken, how dare I refuse? I was about to get off work, so I'll pay for my overtime." Lao Li patted his chest, looking loyal.

"The office said." Wang Yaotang took a glance. He didn't believe this guy's nonsense. It was 100% certain that the female workers had not been notified yet.

When they arrived at the office, Lao Li was about to make tea, but Wang Yaotang waved his hand and said, "No need to bother, Awei."

Awei put the black handbag on the coffee table. Lao Li had been staring at it for a long time and now he didn't even blink.

When the zipper was unzipped, Lao Li was dizzy with the piles of Hong Kong dollars. It was not that he had never seen so much money before, but his heart beat faster when he thought that the money would soon be his.

Why work so hard?
Serve the people!

It was not until the quilt was pulled up again that Lao Li reacted and rubbed his hands, "Brother Yao, what are you doing..."

"From now on, I'll take whatever you produce, and I'll pay you immediately!" Wang Yaotang pointed in the direction of the factory, "Can the machines run 24 hours a day?"

"Yes!" Lao Li shouted loudly.

“How many pieces are there now?”

"More than 4000."

“Did you put any posters in there?”

“Pretend!”

"Loading, checkout."

(End of this chapter)