The years of red flags

Jiang Hua asked curiously: "Since yours can be ranked in the middle, why can't you sell them?"

The uncle took a puff of cigarette and said with emotion: "Isn't that still high-quality? Erguotou can't be sold at a high price. The person in charge of our factory is sincere and unwilling to cheat, so the cost of our wine is high, and the selling price is very high. It’s too high, so of course it won’t be sold in the market.”

Jiang Hua thought about it and asked: "If I want to buy your wine, and the quantity is large, do you think your factory manager will give me a cheaper price?"

The uncle said impatiently: "Then I don't know where to go. I'm not the director of the factory, nor the director."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Master, please tell your factory manager that I want to buy your wine, and I have bought all the wine in your factory."

"Go, go, go." The old man waved his hand annoyedly: "I want to play with the old man, you can go to me, it's cool to stay there, young people don't work well, they are cheated all day long, just like you I've seen a lot of bad boys."

"Don't tell me, sir." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I really buy wine, I have money, and I do business in the south. It is a trivial matter for me to wrap up the wine in your factory."

"Don't bully your ignorance. I think I was also a traveler back then. Southerners will get used to our Erguotou. There are good wines in the south. Yanghe, Shuanggou, Jiannanchun and rice wine. Our Erguotou is good in the south. There is no market."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Master, you are indeed a sensible person, but I don't buy wine and sell it to the south. Where to sell it is my business secret. You just need to inform your factory manager. I want to sell the wine in your factory. The wine is all rounded up, and what I say is true to my word, I will pay in cash and deliver the goods when I see the money."

The uncle asked back: "Cash money? See the money for delivery?"

"Yes, I'll pay in cash, and you will ship as much as you have, isn't that okay?"

The uncle nodded: "It's almost the same, just wait."

After finishing speaking, the uncle picked up the phone on the table, shook the motor twice, and shouted into the microphone: "Hello, is this the office? Please inform the factory manager Wang, someone came to buy wine at the door, and he said he would pay in cash. How much money to send how much goods."

"Okay, okay, I'll keep people here, come here quickly."

The uncle opened the side door and said to Jiang Hua: "Young people, come in and sit down. The factory manager and the others will be there in a while."

Jiang Hua sat in the reception room, smelled the fragrance of tea in the reception room, and said with a smile: "I didn't see it, old man from the capital, drink some jasmine or water boiled in a copper pot."

The uncle glanced at the copper pot on his stove, and said with a smile: "Don't show off with me, my room is small, just take a look, and you'll know everything."

"No, sir, I'm here to buy wine, won't you make me a cup of tea?"

The uncle himself took a sip of the jasmine tea in the big mug, shook his head and said, "You are here to buy wine, you won't be able to sit here for a few minutes, and the tea hasn't finished brewing yet, so you have to be invited to the office. Don't think about wasting my good tea, this is Zhang Yiyuan's jasmine, and my son respects me."

After a while, someone ran to the reception room out of breath, opened the door and saw Jiang Hua politely asked: "You are the comrade who wants to buy wine, let's talk in the office."

"Come on." Jiang Hua stood up with a smile: "Master, I went to your office to drink tea, so I won't waste your garden of jasmine flowers."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hua patted most of Hongtashan on the table, and said with a smile: "Your son respects you Jasmine, I thank you for half of Baohongtashan, thank you for helping me spread the word."

Through the conversation on the road, Jiahua knew that the panting man was surnamed Li, and he was the office director of the winery. Jianghua couldn't help complaining secretly: The place is not big, but there are many administrative structures, and there is nothing missing.

After entering the office, Director Li searched for Zhang Yiyuan's jasmine tea. They didn't have a son to respect them. With the winery's current virtues, public funds couldn't afford Zhang Yiyuan. They usually drink Gao Mo'er or plain water.

Director Wang invited Jiang Hua to his office, and after a while, Director Li came in with a cup of jasmine tea worth one yuan from Jasmine Zhang.

Director Wang blamed: "Why does it take so long to pour tea?"

Director Li said bitterly: "It's not like you don't know. In our current situation, there is no tea for hospitality. I borrowed this one-yuan jasmine flower from the uncle at the door."

Director Wang is so ashamed that he wants to cover his face at this moment. It is best to dig a hole and bury himself. The factory is so embarrassing. Director Li is also a weirdo. Fifty and ten have been said.

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Director Wang, look, you are almost at the end of your life, so sell me the stored wine at [-]% off, and you can save your life if you exchange some money."

Director Wang said seriously: "I also want to give you a discount, but our quality is here, it is all pure grain brewing, and the cost is there, discounted, we are not at a loss?"

"Then you will lose money by storing your wine in the warehouse, and you will have to spend storage costs, unless you plan to store it for 100 years and sell it for a hundred years."

Director Wang thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible to say discounts, it depends on how much you buy."

"I told the uncle at the door just now, I'll take care of the wine in your warehouse."

Factory Manager Wang’s first impression was that the person opposite was bragging. Although our factory is not big, our annual output is more than 1000 tons, nearly [-] tons. It can still produce [-] tons.

Director Wang asked: "We have almost [-] tons of wine in our warehouse. Do you know how much it will cost if we want to round it up?"

Jiang Hua spread his hands and said: "Then I don't know. I don't know what price you will sell it to me. You make an offer, and I will counter the price. If you are satisfied, the deal will be concluded. If you are not satisfied, I will turn around and leave."

"In this case, one ton and one thousand two, how about it?"

Jiang Hua thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's too expensive. I want all the wine in your warehouse. I think the price of 800 yuan per ton is very suitable."

"Just kidding, [-], I can't even get my book back." Factory Manager Wang said anxiously: "It's only [-] cents a catty. My workers are all for nothing, and these machines are also wasted for nothing."

"You are not selling normally now, you are selling inventory." Jiang Hua said unhurriedly: "Do you know what it means? It should be a hematemesis sale. Assuming you have 300 tons in your warehouse, it will cost more than [-] million , use it well, enough to bring your factory back to life."

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