My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 192: If you want to act, you should do it in full

Right at the restaurant table, Dong Xueqing went to the counter to borrow paper and pen, and carefully recorded and revised it.

The two parties discussed and signed the contract.

It is probably the space forty meters wide and more than thirty meters deep at the Golden Port, less than two hundred meters away from the monument in the city center.

It looks only the size of a palm, but it is a very prosperous and bustling central area in front and behind.

The two girls originally reminded us not to be too ambitious, but now that we have broken it down into two steps, we can more stably and cleverly avoid the more complicated situation in recent years.

It can also cope with the future. If we really build a large-scale corporate brand of health care products, we should have a building to demonstrate our status.

It was initially planned to be built on the fifth to seventh floors of the podium building according to the overall scale of 30 floors, but the second phase of construction was deliberately delayed.

This kind of construction would not be able to obtain a building acceptance permit and it would be impossible to carry out graded construction. However, at least in Shangzhou and Jiangzhou, Weidong had seen many cases of this on his mobile phone.

Some illegal practices were not difficult to implement in the 1990s.

He also mentioned a construction method that would be common in later generations, but unique in this era: "It's actually very simple. We'll only cut off the back of this row of storefronts, leaving a fake storefront one or two meters deep. We'll keep it as it is now, and set up a safety net of bamboo boards around the sidewalk to protect the pedestrians. We'll continue to operate. The photo studio hasn't left here for a single day, so it won't affect our reputation and customer base. We'll just rent a storefront nearby for the time being, and then demolish the storefront once the podium construction is completed."

This completely dispelled Liu Taiyuan's last worry, and he was so happy that he insisted on having a few drinks with Weidong.

His photo studio did not lose a penny. Instead, several external departments developed well and provided benefits to the photo studio.

Weidong reminded him that even if the departments were to subcontract the business, they would have to pay 5,000 to 10,000 yuan a year to the photo studio. It would also be best for the photo studio to apply for a scale change, from an arts and crafts factory to an arts and crafts company, or even a group company. This way, the contract fees from the subordinate companies alone would be enough to support the photo studio.

Not to mention the seven-story podium, whether it is renting out offices or opening a hotel based on the qualifications, it will be profitable.

Manager Zhang was so excited that he tried hard to suppress his emotions.

Let Weidong help him become the manager of a decoration and renovation company. That is completely different from standing in a photo studio to greet and see off customers. This is a clear direction for him to start his own business in the future.

No longer a store manager who only earns a few dozen dollars.

Life has been turned upside down.

So we made an appointment for the photo studio to immediately go through the formalities with the Cultural Bureau and other departments that proposed reconstruction and renovation, and contact the architectural design department to move forward with the project, aiming to start construction this year. It was already late August.

And of course Weidong had to pay the money... and fully support the project.

He doesn't care about the shares of this photo studio at all.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, I went to the rooftop garden to drink tea with Master Zhao, who made tangerine peel and sauce-flavored tea. We discussed whether they knew any recipes for oral liquid for longevity. After no results, I went downstairs with satisfaction, ready to go back to see if Lao You and the others had returned from their shopping.

After getting in the car, Shen Cuiyue finally asked, "Isn't it too cheap for them to just contract and register without any shares? What if they turn against us and try to stop us in the future?"

She always uses the darkest angle to speculate on other people's plans for her family.

Wei Dong smiled easily. "I estimate this qualification is only worth a few years. In a few years, it might be released and not so difficult to obtain. We are essentially renting and grabbing this blank period. Besides, our own advertising costs are already very high. Wouldn't it be better to save the agency fees and buy cars and bags? Haha, and... and guess who makes the most money here?"

These two girls really have high IQs: "You deliberately hid the book department behind the advertisement and took it over as a contract. Is it true that the book business is very profitable?"

"It seems that printing is really more profitable. Our school-run factory at the Post and Telecommunications School also prints and publishes books."

Weidong actually got this information from the tax department: "At least... before computers appeared, the profits from printing were incredibly high. A simple example shows this: paper is valuable when it's printed into banknotes, but think about the cost of printing banknotes versus printing books. Which is higher? A book the thickness of a finger can sell for over ten yuan. It's practically like printing money; the key lies in whether the printed product sells well."

In fact, among the first wave of people who became rich in China, there was a deputy director of the State Administration of Taxation who went into business and printed the first tax rules in China. During the 1980s and 1990s, when everyone was engaged in business, no matter whether they paid taxes or not, they would at least buy a copy to see how to avoid taxes. Millions of copies were distributed.

It is treated as a joke in the system.

Wei Dong didn't think about it because he didn't see the words "book retail binding" on the business license.

So Dong Xueqing asked him seriously: "How can we make the printed content sell well?"

Weidong would go even further, introducing internet thinking: "Have you ever considered that we can print a booklet for free, give it away for free or at a low price, but the manufacturers have to pay us for the product information on it. We make money from advertising, and the booklet... can't we just find any magazine to do this? We can just publish some serialized novels with ads before and after, haha!"

Feng Chu really did maximize his emotional value: "Brother, your ideas for making money are so accurate! They keep coming out one after another, but we can't eat too much. We also need to stop being too scattered. We are already too busy at home."

She has a job during the day, a job at night, and she also has to take care of the baby!
She only has one less job than her sister, which is the midnight job.

Shen Cuiyue, who also held several positions, nodded slowly, sorting out her thoughts in her mind, and then asked the previous question: "What is the factory that produces the panacea? I can make preparations."

She is not afraid of more.

Weidong was happy. "Everyone says our Baifeng Mountain bacon has a unique aroma from smoking green oak wood. Actually, Li Erfeng probably smokes some pine and cypress branches, too. Most people just follow the trend. The same goes for the panacea you mentioned. Let's make a small bottle of oral liquid, claiming it's good for longevity, and advertise it nationwide. Do you think it'll sell well?"

Dong Xueqing started to widen her eyes again. Is it that simple?

Shen Cuiyue was stunned: "There are many such tricks in the scam industry. They are so easy to sell!"

Weidong asked quickly: "Is there any recipe?" The girl was embarrassed and said: "No, I just made some urine and said it was boy's urine, or cigarette ash and said it was a fairy incense..."

Wei Dong was a little disappointed but laughed out loud: "You guys, if you're acting, do it more carefully."

He prepared to be as thorough as possible.

Some are even considering whether to take advantage of the Olympic fever that is still surging in the country.

There is a wave of health products that are just turtle essence that has something to do with a gold medal in long-distance running. Although it is not a top-tier brand, it sells very well.

Oh, not to mention Wow, the one who sells children's health products will become the real richest man in the end.

Is this the right way to go?

Dong Xueqing happened to be holding the baby in the back, so she didn't see the dazzling charm blooming on Shen Cuiyue's face in the co-pilot seat: "So you are our senior brother from the Liar Sect?"

Wei Dong was attracted by the tone and looked at her with a charming and joyful look on his face. He hid beside the seat and squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows frivolously. It was amazing!

It seems that I didn’t perform well the first time I met herbal medicine market.

Just ask the driver to shake the accelerator and clutch and turn off the engine.

Feng Chu, who had just heard a strange sound and looked up, almost threw the child out.

Weidong quickly started to work: "I need to think about it carefully. Of course, just drinking some sugar water can deceive people, but it's better to have some therapeutic effect, and it has no dangerous or illegal ingredients. Otherwise, adding some stimulants will harm people. This matter is not urgent, but I can place an order in Shangzhou to develop and prepare filling machines and develop glass vial production. I will do it after the building is under construction and the funds are sorted out. The priority is still to build this building."

He secretly gave the passenger the middle finger with his left hand, but he didn't know if Jianghu Girl could understand what this meant.

As a result, after driving back a few hundred meters, there was no sign of Lao You and the others.

Let Weidong not stay here for long, and drive to the sanitary napkin factory to see the current largest source of cash flow.

Pingjing, Northeast, Shanghai, Echang, Yuezhou, Chengdu, plus Jiangzhou and Shangzhou where normal sales have been fully rolled out.

The daily shipment of 300,000 bags was easily divided up.

The sales situation of the supply and marketing cooperatives has begun to show signs. Even in rural areas, the grassroots supply and marketing cooperatives that can only distribute a dozen or so packages are sold out as soon as they are put on the shelves.

Many of them may not even reach the shelves of grassroots cooperatives, but are intercepted and bought out at county and city supply and marketing cooperatives.

The quantity is just a drop in the bucket.

It is said that some paper mills in various places have imitated the production, stacking several layers of paper, rolling them into rolls and selling them in packages.

But it further proves that the "authentic" Feiyan brand sanitary napkins are better.

So how should we expand production capacity next? Pingjing could have continued to add equipment beyond the current ten, but the problem is that the fully automatic machine takes up quite a lot of space and cannot accommodate all the equipment.

The scale of the street factories in the alleys is not a big deal for fully automatic machines, but for things like this that require a lot of manual labor for rolling and packaging, the old men and women can't fit in.

The number of machines in Echang and Yuezhou has exceeded ten each, so they need to set up branch factories in a serious manner, and the factory director and site will no longer be in a workshop model.

What is most puzzling is that as Shanghai is the most important city in the entire East China region, will it really not open a branch factory?
On the way, Shen Cuiyue deliberately asked this in front of Dong Xueqing.

Weidong could only secretly give her the middle finger.

But this obviously only made Jianghu Girl more excited, and her face turned red.

Of course, it could also be that he's just pretending well.

So Weidong didn't bother to look at it, and learned that Jiangda's electromechanical department had now reached the scale of "producing" more than ten units a day: "Then let's start by expanding the scale of the branch factories in Echang and Yuezhou. I will try to go to Echang and Yuezhou to implement it after returning to Shangzhou."

Old Third Shen pointed to his chest quietly again, and it was unclear whether he was saying that he had shed blood for you, or that you should take him with you.

Dong Xueqing was a little envious. "Besides Chengdu, I haven't been anywhere else. I can't go to work now. Brother, you have to give me an explanation. How long will you stay at the Post and Telecommunications Bureau? I want to go home and work. It's really annoying to see those companies scheming against each other all day long, and foreign businessmen looking down on our efficiency!"

Let Weidong do this just so that there is someone in the family who can really learn some advanced management: "Look at how important what you are learning now is. Program-controlled telephones, aren't you guys working on program-controlled telephones? Once you finish this, come back and show your skills."

Feng Chu cried miserably, "Oh my God! The program-controlled telephone system in Jiangzhou has been under discussion since 82. Now they have three plans. The 115-seat manual switch is made in China. The 500-line semi-automatic switch is from Bell of Belgium. We're working on it now, and it's said to take two years. The -line one is from Sweden and won't start construction until next year. I don't want to go out to work!"

She can act too, and even pulls the baby along to giggle and roll around with her.

In short, don't give the co-pilot a chance to make a secret signal.

But now, let alone mobile phones, the telephone has become an epoch-making and important gadget.

As soon as the three of them and their child arrived at the sanitary napkin factory where they were working the night shift, Shitou peeked out the window of his third sister's car with a sly look in his eyes: "I heard some news. It seems like someone is secretly assembling a machine to sell our sanitary napkins..."

(End of this chapter)