Back to the golden age

In the blink of an eye, it was noon on the third day. Zhang Yong took a few people to the factory on a tricycle to pick up the goods. The following days continued as usual, but due to time constraints, Song Yuanchao began to gradually control the number of printing. The shipment has reached its peak, and this number will gradually decrease in the future. After another week, Song Yuanchao will stop.

Zhang Yong did speak honesty. It took less than four days for Zhang Yong to find the first batch of goods. He not only paid off the final payment last time, but also continued to ask Song Yuanchao for a total of [-] volumes.

This amount has directly doubled compared to last time. Zhang Yong and Song Yuanchao felt that they could not give him the full amount as before. The two large yellow croakers continued to press, and Zhang Yong paid Song Yuanchao a deposit of 5000 yuan. This time Song Yuanchao was very happy. He readily agreed, and also asked him to come and bring it up in two days.

Two days later, Zhang Yong brought people back as scheduled. Song Yuanchao had already made preparations. After the counting of the two sides, Zhang Yong waved his hand, and the people he brought began to carry.

"Let's go outside and smoke a cigarette."

Perhaps because of the foundation of cooperation, or because of the profit from the previous transaction, Zhang Yong was much more affectionate to Song Yuanchao than the first time they met. He took out a bag of peonies from his pocket and said to Song Yuanchao.

The two walked out of the factory, came to the side outside the factory gate, and lit cigarettes with each other.

"How long do you plan to do this business?" Zhang Yong asked after taking a puff of cigarette.

"These days are already wrapping up, let's work for another three to five days at most." Song Yuanchao asked, flicking the soot: "Do you want more goods later? If you want it, you have to talk about it earlier."

Zhang Yong thought for a while and shook his head: "It's almost there, and there is not much time before the college entrance examination. If this batch of goods is sold out, if you don't handle it properly, it will be accumulated in your hands. It's better to be safe."

Song Yuanchao secretly praised Zhang Yong. This guy is a sensible person, and more importantly, he is clear-headed. If there are no accidents, he can go a long way in the future.However, Song Yuanchao had never heard of such a character as him. There was a business tycoon with the same name in later generations, but he was completely different from Zhang Yong in front of him.

"That's good, it's the safest way to do business." Song Yuanchao agreed, and then the two chatted casually, nothing more than talking about the past when they were educated youths. When the second cigarette was finished, Zhang Yong took The person who came yelled from a distance, saying that the things had been packed and they could leave.

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, Zhang Yong stamped it out with his foot, and patted Song Yuanchao on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll go first, thank you today, and I'll pay the bill in a few days."

"Okay, pay attention to safety along the way." Song Yuanchao nodded with a smile.

Zhang Yong turned around and walked towards the loaded tricycle, but he stopped after taking two steps, then turned around and walked towards Song Yuanchao.

"By the way, remind you of something."

Song Yuanchao looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Yong said: "Do you know Wang Jianjun? I heard that he did it under your command before?"

Song Yuanchao's face darkened slightly, but he didn't speak.

"I got reliable news that this kid is secretly writing your report letter. As for the content of the report, I don't know, but one thing is certain that it will definitely not be a good thing. You are a good person and loyal enough. It's fine if I don't know, since I know, I'll let you know in private, you have to be more careful."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yong turned around and left, and disappeared at the intersection with several of his men on a tricycle.

After Zhang Yong left, Song Yuanchao didn't go back to the workshop immediately. He stood outside the factory gate and frowned.

It has been a long time since Wang Jianjun's last incident. Originally, Song Yuanchao thought that this incident was over, but who would have thought that this kid was still unwilling to give up, and secretly wanted to take revenge on himself.

In fact, Song Yuanchao couldn't hide the business of college entrance examination review materials. Even Zhang Yong could find out from other places that the business was started by Song Yuanchao, so Wang Jianjun could do the same.

After all, Wang Jianjun was one of the earliest members of Song Yuanchao's team when he was making clothes hangers. Although the team was dismantled later, Wang Jianjun still had contacts with those educated youths who made clothes hangers.

This time, Song Yuanchao asked Gu Jie to spread the news in his original circle when he got the review materials for the college entrance examination, and wholesaled the things to these educated youths for them to sell by themselves.Wang Jianjun will definitely get news about this kind of thing from other places, who would want to make this happen now.

Write a report letter?It seems that Wang Jianjun is also a little smart. He learned the lesson from last time and knew that going directly to the police station to report to the police would not answer him at all, so he changed his strategy.

Although Song Yuanchao tried his best to remove himself from the beginning of this matter, and brought him to the Second Middle School to work with the school-run factory, but a discerning person can still know Song Yuanchao's role in this matter after careful inquiry. Wang Jianjun used this method To retaliate against Song Yuanchao, Song Yuanchao had to be extremely vigilant.

A stamp costs eight cents, and it will disgust you for at least half a year.

This jingle was very popular in the late 70s and early 80s. The relevant departments paid special attention to such reports. Even if you have no problem, it will take you half a year to come to a conclusion.

What's more, if you really want to investigate, Song Yuanchao can't stand the investigation. It's okay if this kind of thing is not on the bright side, but once it is on the bright side, Song Yuanchao will be overwhelmed and walk around.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao felt a crisis coming, and without saying a word, he hurriedly walked towards the factory, and went directly to the office of the director Ma.

"master."

"Your nose is a dog? You came here as soon as I made this good tea?" In the office, Director Ma was making a cup of tea in a good mood. Longjing, when Song Yuanchao came in, Director Ma was holding a tea mug and smelling the tea intoxicatedly. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw that Song Yuanchao had come, and laughed and cursed.

"Hey, this tea is not bad, bring me some." Song Yuanchao was not polite, and directly took an empty tea mug from the side and handed it to Director Ma. Director Ma gave him a glare, and then reluctantly opened the drawer from the teapot. Take out a paper bag from inside.

Opening the paper bag, he twirled some tea leaves with two fingers. After thinking for a while, he seemed to feel that there were too many tea leaves, so he put two pieces back, and then put them in Song Yuanchao's tea mug.

"That's all? Master, you are too stingy." Seeing this, Song Yuanchao couldn't laugh or cry.

"Isn't that enough? It's 20 yuan a tael. It's good tea. I'll save it for myself if you give it to me. You don't usually drink tea. You just have to taste it." Director Ma and He put the paper bag containing the tea back into the drawer like a treasure, and even locked the drawer on purpose. His "miser" attitude made Song Yuanchao even more amused.

Not to mention, this tea is really good. Song Yuanchao doesn't usually drink tea now, but he has been drinking it since he was 40 years old. After drinking tea for nearly 30 years, what kind of tea hasn't been drunk?

Director Ma's Yuqian Longjing is the best. I'm afraid such a best product will not be available for 20 yuan a tael in later generations, even if it costs several thousand yuan, you may not be able to buy it.

Smelling the refreshing fragrance of tea, Song Yuanchao became much calmer because of Wang Jianjun's bad mood just now, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

After taking a sip of tea, Song Yuanchao praised that the tea is really good, which made the director of the good tea, Ma, proud of it.

Factory Manager Ma started boasting about the tea, talking about the past of the comrade who gave him the tea to carry a gun and serve as a soldier. He talked for a long time with great interest, and even smoked two cigarettes.

"By the way, what do you need from me?" Director Ma talked for a long time before he remembered Song Yuanchao.

"Well, something has happened." Song Yuanchao said: "The printing workshop will be closed for a few days, let me tell you."

Director Ma was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

In fact, Song Yuanchao had already greeted Director Ma before, but Director Ma did not expect to arrive so soon.

These days, the factory is very busy making these things, and it has brought great benefits to both the factory and the school.

One is the processing fee that was negotiated at the beginning. Based on the processing fee and the number of printings, the factory can make a profit of five cents per volume.

This five cents is still a small head, the key lies in the big head behind.

According to the previous agreement that the No. [-] Middle School will come forward, print the words of the No. [-] Middle School after the materials, and then recommend it to other schools within the education system. Song Yuanchao finally gave the school and the factory a profit of [-] cents for every copy sold. .

The sum of these two pieces is 0.25 yuan. Although it doesn't look like much, you must know that the factory has printed nearly 1 volumes of materials from the beginning to now. Based on this figure, the total profit earned by the Second Middle School and the factory will reach A huge amount of [-] yuan was paid.

This is an out-and-out huge sum of money. You must know that the annual profit of the entire school-run factory was less than [-] yuan, excluding the factory's wages, benefits, equipment maintenance, water and electricity, and other daily expenses, including and turned over to the school. As a matter of fact, the money left in the factory for disposal has never exceeded [-] yuan.

And now it's only been a month to make this profit for the factory. If it's like this every month, then the factory director Ma doesn't need to worry about the factory's salary, bonuses, benefits, etc. anymore.

Of course, half of this money will be distributed to the school, but this is enough!It's a pity that Director Ma also knew in his heart that the reason why this job is so prosperous is that this year's college entrance examination is coming, and when the time for the college entrance examination is getting closer, then this job will naturally stop.