Yiqing City is next door to Tianyang City. The city is larger in scale and has a larger population, but its economy is not much better. On the contrary, the problem is even more complicated.

Yiqing Cigarette Factory has existed for many years. It was also a big taxpayer in the city and its machinery and equipment were imported. But over time, it has caused a lot of trouble in the factory, and gradually it has reached the point of bankruptcy like the social environment in Northeast China.

Now Yiqing Cigarette Factory is as bleak as the fallen leaves in the autumn wind. The factory is insolvent, and the capable ones have already run away, leaving behind the elderly, weak, sick and disabled people who cannot run to go to the municipal government to make trouble every few days. In the past, they could make some money, but now everyone has no energy to make trouble.

Now Deputy Director Jiang of the cigarette factory can barely maintain it. He is sitting in a private room in a hotel in the city, taking his eldest niece as secretary to support the scene, preparing to welcome the boss of a trading company, which was introduced by his nephew.

It’s inexplicable that Deputy Director Jiang had inquired about this ‘wasteland trade’, and the other party actually bought waste products. You said that your family had rags and ran out to do cigarette business. Isn’t this a joke? He originally thought that this matter was too nonsense and wanted to refuse.

But the factory has reached this point and there is nothing to be chosen. Deputy Director Jiang can only grit his teeth. At the private room, the secretary of the niece answered a phone call and whispered: "Uncle, the boss of which company is here."

Well... Deputy Director Jiang coughed, tidied up his old suit, got up and greeted him. Outside the private room, three or five people quickly walked over, looking at him with high momentum and strong steps, and the mental outlook of the group was completely different from that of the surroundings.

Deputy Director Jiang immediately determined that this was the customer he was going to receive, but the woman in front of him was surprising.

OK..., it's nothing. But this strong woman is not tall and is still a pregnant woman with a big belly. This is quite strange.

"Hello,..." Deputy Director Jiang hesitated a little, afraid that he had made a mistake.

But the woman opposite naturally shook her hand and smiled: "Hello, Deputy Director Jiang! My surname is Yuan, the general manager of 'Wasteland Trade'."

"Miss Yuan, hello, hello..." Deputy Director Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led the person into the private room, and was busy calling him to serve the food. His eldest niece secretary was also surprised to see it, and was deeply impressed by Yuan Mei, who had a strong aura.

The two sides sat down and exchanged a few greetings. Yuan Mei went straight to the point and said, "Mr. Jiang, I want to know what the current production capacity of your factory is?"

Deputy Director Jiang smiled bitterly, and had to put down the chopsticks he had just grabbed. He thought for a while and decided to be honest. Anyway, his own rags could not be hidden, so he could only sigh, "Ms. Yuan, I'll tell you. Our factory basically has no production capacity now, the factory has collapsed long ago, and the debts owed to the bank cannot be paid off at all.

The goods you got were forced to produce more than 100 boxes of old tobacco leaves accumulated in the factory. I originally thought of making some money to supplement medical expenses for some old employees in the factory. But now it seems that it is a disaster and trouble. As soon as it was launched, it was seized by the industry and commerce, and it also implicated many people."

Speaking of this, Deputy Director Jiang sighed repeatedly, shook his head and drooped. His niece secretary could only keep laughing, and he had to comfort his uncle.

Yuan Mei was unmoved and waved her hand behind her. Immediately, someone took out a box of counterfeit Hongtashan cigarettes from her bag, opened the packaging and spread it on the table.

"Mr. Jiang, how many of these cigarettes do you have?"

Deputy Director Jiang was complaining about himself. He really had plans to do business as he heard what the other party said. He quickly cheered up and said, "In fact, more than 100 boxes were not sold at all, most of them were in the factory. If you want it, you will give it to you 300,000."

Deputy Director Jiang shook his hand and felt really hurt. These are more than 100 boxes, and one box is 250 pieces. The purchase price of those tobacco leaves was more than 300,000. Now they are really selling them out.

Yuan Mei smiled and said calmly: "If it is of this quality, I can cover all 300,000 yuan. However, this quantity is far from meeting my requirements, I want more."

When he heard that the other party really wanted everything, Deputy Director Jiang almost stammered his neck. He pressed his hand on the table and asked in disbelief: "Do you want all 130 boxes? How many can you pay in advance?"

"Hahaha... Mr. Jiang, if you do business with me too many times, you will know that the transaction I have always delivered the goods in one hand and paid for the money in the other. You give me the goods now. As long as there is no problem in inspecting the goods, I will transfer the money in full immediately."

Yuan Mei’s words were extremely grand, and they both were stunned!

Deputy Director Jiang said weakly again: "You just said you want more?"

"Yes, I want more. But I will also pay for the money and deliver the goods in the same way." Yuan Mei said affirmatively.

Deputy Director Jiang immediately sat upright and smiled proudly: "This business is done. Even if it is only 300,000 yuan, I can run the production line immediately. I can enter the good tobacco leaves and make the packaging. I will make all the brands you want. I can also introduce the sales route for you."

But Yuan Mei was undeniable to Deputy Director Jiang’s attitude of getting rid of chickens. She shook her head and said, “I don’t need any good tobacco leaves, let alone good packaging. You don’t need any brand for me. As long as the price is low enough, the whiteboard packaging is enough.”

Don’t have good tobacco leaves and don’t have good packaging. These are understandable, but you don’t even have any brand. Why is this? Deputy Director Jiang was confused and asked again: “You…, can you still want to find someone else to make packaging?”

"I don't need any packaging, and you don't have to worry about fakes, because you just produce cigarettes. My requirements for cigarettes are very simple. It is a mixed cigarette from Europe and the United States. The taste is relatively spicy, and the most important thing is that the price is cheap. One hundred boxes of 300,000 yuan, this price is good."

Following Yuan Mei’s request, Deputy Director Jiang’s mind was a little confused. But at the end, he heard the other party’s offer of 'one hundred boxes of 300,000 yuan', and he smiled bitterly and said, “General Manager Yuan, this price is a bit too low. The tobacco leaves on the market are not so cheap.

I'm giving you this price now because we use scraps stored in the factory for many years. If you want to stick to this price, I can only find rotten tobacco leaves smoked with sulfur."

"It doesn't matter if the scraps are cut, but the sulfur smoked is not good." Yuan Mei asked toughly: "I'll say again, I just want to buy things cheaply, and I don't want any expensive ones. However, although I buy bargains, I don't charge counterfeit and shoddy products.

Deputy Director Jiang, I think we should build trust step by step. I have accepted your more than 100 boxes of fake goods. I will send someone to follow you to pick up the goods. The 300,000 yuan will be deposited immediately. Let’s make this money first. Okay, let’s talk about this today. I’m still very busy, so let’s go first.”

Yuan Mei's pleasure made Deputy Director Jiang stunned. He wanted to say that the wine and food were not on the table, but saw that the other party really left someone and wanted to do the existing more than 100 boxes of cigarettes with him.

Looking at the smiling salesman opposite, Deputy Director Jiang felt very uncomfortable and felt that he was not respected and not valued. He asked hesitantly: "Is this business of 300,000 yuan settled?"

The salesperson opposite nodded and smiled, "Our boss has done hundreds of millions of dollars in business, and 300,000 is really nothing?"

Hundreds of millions? Bragging! Don’t think I don’t know, your company is just a junk collector.
Chapter completed!