69novels Chapter 123
Chapter 123
When Zou Hancheng heard that Meng Haisheng and his friends were here to buy wool sweaters, he immediately invited him to come into the house.
"Yes, this is what happened. I have a batch of wool sweaters. They are the style from the year before last. At that time, a Hong Kong businessman ordered them from me."
"As a result, I made the wool sweaters, and the Hong Kong businessman ran away."
"I am a small business, how can I afford so many goods? I barely sold a little last year."
"I was thinking that I could get rid of the rest this year, but who would have thought that everyone would not be enthusiastic about buying goods this year."
"Now I can't even take new orders, so I'm looking for people to clear the inventory at a low price."
As he spoke, Zou Hancheng took out a few wool sweaters from a bag.
The wool sweaters were smooth and comfortable to the touch, and the quality was good at first glance.
Although Meng Haisheng was a gay man, he was not very good at wearing clothes.
But he vaguely remembered that in Jingnan City in his previous life, sweetheart collars and round collars were very popular this year. Clothing dealers with a keen sense of smell would naturally not import a batch of high-necked wool sweaters at this time.
Jingnan City is more developed than Ninggang City.
Both are coastal cities, and you can already see public telephones in the streets and alleys of Jingnan City.
In Ninggang City, telephones can only be seen in public institutions or relatively large state-owned factories, and these telephones can make long-distance calls. It is estimated that one unit is good to have one.
For ordinary people, it is basically impossible to touch a telephone.
And Meng Haisheng came to Jingnan City to buy woolen sweaters this time, in fact, just to make use of the time difference and information difference.
At this time, beautiful woolen sweaters have not become popular in Ninggang City. Most of the female comrades in Ninggang City are still wearing acrylic sweaters knitted by themselves.
Even if there are beautiful and fashionable female comrades who want to wear woolen sweaters, they all buy wool and knit them themselves.
As for the woolen sweaters hanging in the mall, the price is expensive, the cheap ones are thirty or forty, and the slightly better-looking ones are fifty or sixty.
This is too expensive for ordinary workers with an average salary of thirty or forty.
"Boss Zou, how many sweaters do you have left? What colors and styles are there? How much do you charge?"
Zou Hancheng saw that Meng Haisheng seemed to want to buy sweaters, so he immediately took out his account book.
"I have a total of 6 styles and 9 colors. There are 7,800 sweaters left. My cost for each sweater is more than 9 yuan. If you want all of them, I will charge you 8 yuan each."
"This price is my bottom price. If you bargain with me, I won't give up a penny."
Recently, many people came to Zou Hancheng to inquire about the price, but they all came with the Dragon Slaying Sword. The lowest price was even 5 yuan per sweater.
Five yuan, you can't even buy wool yarn.
After being asked so many times, Zou Hancheng was a little discouraged. He even thought that if it didn't work, he would take these sweaters to other cities to sell them.
He didn't believe that he could really be devastated by these tens of thousands of yuan.
When Meng Haisheng heard the price, he secretly sighed in his heart. No wonder Meng Guoliang could make so much money. Such a good quality sweater can be sold at 17 or 18 yuan each. There must be someone who will buy it.
Zou Hancheng was indeed selling this batch of sweaters at a loss, so Meng Haisheng stopped arguing with him about the price.
"Boss Zou, I can accept this price, but I need to take a look at the quality of the clothes."
"That's easy. Let's go and take you to see the bulk goods."
Zou Hancheng was delighted. So many people came to see the sweaters, and basically they got stuck on the price. This was the first time someone wanted to see the bulk goods.
While Meng Haisheng and Zou Hancheng were talking, Qu Dayong was like a good boy and didn't say a word and just watched from the side.
Qu Dayong was still self-aware about the matter of buying sweaters.
He knew nothing about sweaters. If he spoke, Zou Hancheng would definitely see that he was an outsider at a glance.
So if he was fooled by Zou Hancheng, he would not know it.
Zou Hancheng's warehouse is just behind the front door.
The warehouse is quite large, with sealed cartons and nylon bags everywhere.
"The style, color, and size are written on each box. The size of my batch of goods is a little larger. If the weather is a little cold, you can put another piece of clothing inside."
Zou Hancheng picked up a box and opened it at random.
Inside was a bright red wool sweater with a high collar and beautiful beaded flowers embroidered with plastic beads on the chest.
"When I made this beaded flower, I was selling it as a handmade work, and I charged 10 cents for each one."
"I'm clearing out the inventory. The price is the same with or without the beaded flowers."
Meng Haisheng didn't say anything. He carefully flipped through the wool sweaters in the box. Each one was neatly stacked. He randomly took one out from the middle and saw the inside.The threads were cut very cleanly, and there was no uneven quality.
But even so, he was still worried.
He checked three boxes again, and only after confirming that everything was correct did Meng Haisheng order this batch of goods from Zou Hancheng.
7,800 sweaters, Meng Haisheng did not want to pack them in woven bags, he asked Zou Hancheng to pack them in cartons.
"Do you still have labels with English marks here?"
"There are quite a few of them. The Hong Kong businessman is very picky and wants to put such labels on every box."
In order to understand what the English marks mean, Zou Hancheng even paid someone to help translate.
"Put an English mark on every box for me. It's best if it's right, but it doesn't matter if it's wrong."
Meng Haisheng didn't want the English marks to see the logo on them, he just wanted to make this batch of sweaters look high-end.
"If you want to change the cartons and marks, I'm afraid I can't send you the goods today. I have to find someone first."
"Okay, we'll park our car in the parking lot outside and wait for you for a day."
Meng Haisheng wanted Zou Hancheng to rest assured that they came with the car and couldn't run away.
"Okay, brother, you're so straightforward. I'll go find someone now."
Zou Hancheng went to find someone, and Qu Dayong spoke.
"Brother Haisheng, selling wool sweaters can really make money. Our purchase price is only 8 yuan. If we sell it for 10 yuan per piece, few female comrades in the machinery factory are willing to buy it. They work so hard that they don't even get 40 yuan a month."
"10 yuan? Dayong, you can open your horizons a little more. If you only buy 10 yuan per piece, why would I take you on a trip?"
"For these wool sweaters, the ones with beads are at least this number, and the ones without beads are only two yuan less."
Speaking, Meng Haisheng shook two fingers at Qu Dayong.
Qu Dayong was stunned, and he stuttered a little, "2, 20 yuan a piece."
"You can speak more quietly, I can hear you."
Seeing that the arrogant little peacock Qu Dayong looked down on the purchasing power of female comrades, Meng Haisheng muttered in his heart that the little comrade was not brave enough.
In today's society, people who make money are bold, and those who are not brave enough may not even be able to come to Jingnan City.
"Later, you and my brother will watch the workers count the clothes and put labels on them, and I will go out for a walk."
After Meng Haisheng came to Jingnan City, he was still quite excited.
If you really say it, this is the fastest-growing place in the country, even better than Beijing.
But when it comes to school, Meng Haisheng is more optimistic about Beijing.
He was a little entangled in his heart, which university should he take his wife to in the future.
There are too many choices, which is also very annoying.