Chapter 160: Boss and White Sword

Yang Yue’s old middle school classmate, Cong Youwei, who had been on the battlefield, came to the door.

As the Spring Festival approaches, it is an absolute peak season for color TVs. Xiangjiang brand color TVs have always been very popular. In fact, color TVs are selling well at this time, and some places are still purchased with tickets. Those who have a way to get the source of goods have all gained their first pot of gold from it. Of course, some of the sources of goods are not so formal.

The Xiangjiang brand color TV brand is positioned as high-end goods. From the perspective of price, there is a slight difference compared with the price of foreign smuggled goods. However, due to its cost advantages, including the advantages of transportation costs, it has always been very popular in major shopping malls. Among them, Xiangjiang Electric Appliances Company can supply various shopping malls at considerable prices based on costs, but the price must be maintained above a higher level. In this way, the profits of state-owned shopping malls are very considerable and they are happy to purchase goods from Xiangjiang Electric Appliances Company, which has caused Xiangjiang brand color TVs to be often out of stock.

The Cong Young Master, who had been "acting" in Shenzhen, heard that Li Siming was one of the leaders of Xiangjiang Electrical Appliances Company, and immediately found Li Siming through Yang Yue, and went on a curve. He hoped to "make" a batch of color TVs before the Spring Festival came. Yang Yue's leaders and colleagues in the unit had already one for each company, and they were given the factory price. However, Yang Yue was usually very wise to not look for Li Siming. Li Siming was the most annoying to this kind of thing, and used the excuse of time and wealth as an excuse to send her to Zhang Hua to solve it. Fortunately, Yang Yue also understood it very well, but this time Cong Youwei and Li Siming had known each other for a long time, so she asked him to solve it directly with Li Siming himself.

Li Siming didn't mind "approval". At present, the company's sales network cannot involve Beijing. In the national circulation field, all are state-owned shopping malls, with high thresholds, high fees and poor services. Some large color TV plants have begun to try to establish their own sales channels. Li Siming is happy to see that Xiangjiang brand color TVs can be sold to Beijing. The price is naturally equal, and there is nothing to say, but in Cong Youwei's view, it has taken too much advantage because the profit difference between the ex-factory price and the market price is very large. The additional cost is that Cong Youwei's young master must transport several color TVs to Beijing for Li Siming for free.

The first one is Li Siming's own father-in-law. The one in his family should have been eliminated long ago. He replaced it with the latest color TV from his company, which looks very proud.

The second person is naturally President Chen. This gentleman almost brought a bulky color TV back to Beijing last time, and Li Siming satisfies his needs.

The third one is Qian Dahai. This guy specially asked President Chen to bring a message, yelling that he would also ask for one. Li Siming hadn't seen him for several years.

Cong Youwei was very envious of Li Siming's spacious office. He looked at the latest ibm computer in Li Siming's office, but he didn't understand how useful it was.

"I also have an office, which is a little too small compared to you." Cong Youwei said.

"This office is just a little bigger, it's a waste. I said that you can only make some money by working in a guerrilla team like you, and transportation is a big problem." Li Siming said bluntly, "To be honest, from our company, we don't really want our products to be sold from people like you!"

"Don't worry, I promise not to cheat!" Cong Youwei said with his chest.

Cong Youwei's hair was shiny, and she was wearing a suit and ties, carrying a leather bag. She looked very stylish and liked to speak Cantonese with Beijing-style flavor, especially Cong Youwei with two guys behind him, who looked like bodyguards.

People like him now have a resounding title: Boss! For ordinary Chinese people, this title has only been seen in movies before, and it is a title for people who own private stores and corporate industries. Especially in old Shanghai, bosses are a respectful title for businessmen, and they bow to each other when they meet in social occasions: "A certain boss will make a fortune." After the founding of New China, the title "Boss" represents the private ownership economy gradually disappeared because there is no use environment and can only appear occasionally in political movements, such as "bossessored backstage bosses".

After the reform and opening up, private business owners and self-employed teams became a new class in society. How to call them? Larger industries can be called by positions such as factory directors and managers, but most individual economies are smaller, and some are just small stalls. Therefore, the term "boss" first appeared in Shenzhen and gradually became popular in people's daily lives. Later, when walking on the streets, you often hear: "Boss, how much does this clothes cost?" "Boss, how to get to Bagua Ridge?" "Boss, can this garlic be cheaper?" "Boss, do you want a pirated disc?" and those who are called are calm. As a result, the word "boss" is rampant, and all the peddlers can join the world. It is like a piece of broken paper with hot gold powder, completely losing its value.

This boss Cong Youwei, Cong, has a "big brother" in his hand. There is no such thing in the mainland at present. It is said that Guangzhou will open my country's first mobile phone bureau this year, otherwise it will be the same as the "boss" in Li Siming's mind.

"It's bad that you are so sure. Why don't you open a store?" Li Siming said with a smile. "If there is a fixed sales place, customers can buy it more with confidence. If something goes wrong with our color TV and we can't find the seller, it will ultimately harm the interests of our company."

"No one dares to lie to you! I tinker with clothing today and electronic watches tomorrow. I will do whatever I make money. It is a mobile combat, and I can make money. Besides, if I really open a store and engage in positional wars, I don't want to invest. If the appliances are no longer popular one day, the risk is too great." Cong Youwei said.

"That's not necessarily. If the store is opened large enough and the purchase volume is sufficient, I can give you a more preferential price. In this way, you can also put some effort into after-sales service, which is definitely much stronger than watching the salesperson's face in state-owned shopping malls." Li Siming expressed his feelings, "In the future, with capital, you can open a chain store. There is a lively place in Beijing. This is called large-scale operation. One day, you can challenge electrical appliance manufacturers like us and have the ability to bargain!"

"Impossible? Needless to say, I still have some spare money. But it takes a lot of people to hire a large number of people to operate, and it is difficult to hire a job in Beijing!" Cong Youwei could only envy what Li Siming said.

"Do you still care about this?" Li Siming expressed doubts, "This will be a promising deal in the future. I guess one day the national color TV production will be oversold. Then it depends on the sales channel. Channels are king. I believe I am right!"

"Let's talk about this, give me the goods now!" Cong Youwei urged eagerly, "It's New Year's Eve soon!"

"Don't worry, you are indispensable!" Li Siming laughed.

Cong Youwei held a leather bag tightly in his hand, and it was full of great unity. He knew it very well and did not write a white slip for the cash. The rich boss did not write a white slip! Li Siming led Cong Youwei to find the marketing department of the electrical appliance company, and then completed the procedures. After paying the payment, he personally took him to the warehouse.

Liangshan and his colleagues were busy loading goods, and the customers with leather bags were smiling while handing cigarettes in their hands to honor them. However, Liangshan and others took the cigarettes without hesitation, but they had no time to pay attention. Liangshan saw Li Siming and a few people coming from afar and hurriedly came up.

"Mr. Li, why are you free to come to us today?" Liangshan asked with a smile.

"Oh, bring a friend to load the goods today." Li Siming looked at the big truck loading and pointed at Cong Youwei and said, "After loading this batch of goods, please pack it for him?"

"Okay, it's a coincidence. This is the last customer today." Liang Shan said, "Why should we pretend to give this gentleman first?"

"No need, come in order!" Li Siming said.

"Okay, please wait!" Liangshan turned around and greeted his coworkers, "Brothers, pretend to be quick!"

Perhaps because the vice president was present, the shipped workers were very quick to move, but strictly followed the relevant regulations. Li Siming thought to himself, if the leader was not present, would their actions be bigger? Li Siming judged the gentleman by the heart of a villain. The production of color TVs from Xiangjiang Electrical Appliances Company is only 800 to 1,000 units per day. Liangshan and others are not very busy at all. They are not in a hurry. Most of the time they work in the company, but they hope to have a larger workload, because that would make the wages more.

Li Siming made arrangements and went back. Unexpectedly, the security guard at the gate called and said that several soldiers were looking for him. When Li Siming heard this, he quickly put away the documents in his hand and went downstairs to meet him.

At the gate of the company, Liu Guoqing was standing at the door chatting with the security guard. Looking at the MSI Technology Building, his mind was already drifting away. He recalled Li Siming's voice and appearance over and over again. What would it look like if he didn't wear a military uniform for five years?

"Who am I thinking it is? It turns out to be you!" Li Siming called out from afar. Li Siming knew what was going on when he saw him, and thought to himself that he was a leader, and he was really a failure. Did his former subordinates "condescend" to meet him in the color TV?

"Old leader!" Liu Guoqing was stunned when he saw Li Siming, so excited that he wanted to have a bear hug, but Li Siming pushed it away.

"Don't be disgusting, don't be smearing for two big men!" Li Siming said with a smile, "Also, do I look very old?"

"This..." Liu Guoqing said embarrassedly, "That's right, people usually call it that to leaders who leave the unit to show respect!"

"I'd better ask you not to call that, I can't afford it." Li Siming said with a smile, pointing at the soldiers behind Liu Guoqing, "Your subordinates?"

"Of course, you can be considered your disciple!" Liu Guoqing said, looking at the soldiers who looked at Li Siming, "You guys, come, I'll salute this Comrade Li, Mr. Li! Do you know who Mr. Li is? On the way here I will tell you that even the highest-level one in our army, you have to salute even if you come here!"

Several soldiers gave Li Siming a standard military salute. Li Siming really wanted to give a salute, but raised his right hand and found that he was no longer a soldier. He waved his hand and said that he was a salute.

Not far away, three dark green military trucks were neatly parked on the side of the road.

"What's wrong with you coming here from a thousand miles this time?" Li Siming asked clearly.

"One is to come to visit you on behalf of your old comrades. I heard that you have a son, so I came to express my condolences; the other is to carry out a mission of great unity between the military and civilians." Liu Guoqing did look like this.

"You are so kind, and you have brought three trucks here?" Li Siming expressed doubts.

"We, Chief Xu, said that we should not take the masses one by one, and should strictly abide by the 'three major disciplines and eight points of attention'. But we thought again, the military and civilians have a relationship. Under the new situation, the military and civilians should have new ideas for building national defense. Since the masses support the amateur cultural construction of the people's army so much, we must of course cooperate well!" Liu Guoqing said his shortcomings, completely disregarding the drastic changes in Li Siming's face, "You can't be too disappointed!"

"Thank you for giving me such a rare opportunity. Most people really don't have this opportunity. I, Li, are very encouraged!" Li Siming was "feared and trepidated", "But there are three big trucks at once, do you want to move for our company?"

"This is standard equipment, just like fighting a war requires at least a standard base ammunition." Liu Guoqing said with a smile, "In order to complete this arduous task and to allow my dear soldiers to watch TV on New Year's Eve, I specially found six comrades in my department with the most excellent driving skills, and inspected the cars three times, equipped with common parts, and successfully crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and arrived at the forefront of the reform and opening up of the great motherland!"

"You kid, your wings will become hard after not seeing you for a few years. I can't cure you anymore? Then why don't you drive a plane over?" Li Siming pretended to be intimate and patted his shoulder, but the other party was prepared and was not bad.

Li Siming took a few people to the marketing department again. The soldiers had no money, and there was no military spending to buy color TVs. This time it was a real white slip. Li Siming could only pay for it himself, which was considered to be a supporter of the army! Unfortunately, Cong Youwei, the person in front of him, had already emptied the only inventory in the warehouse and had to wait until tomorrow.

Li Siming looked at his watch. It was still early before dark. As the Spring Festival approached, the company's research work stopped. Li Siming was relatively empty today, so he took Liu Guoqing and others around. The opportunity was very rare. As soon as Liu Guoqing saw Li Siming's BMW, he usurped the position and sat in the driver's position. There were six soldiers, so Li Siming had to find a van for several soldiers to drive behind. Along the way, Liu Guoqing was driving on an unfamiliar street while asking this and that. Like Liu Laolao, he might have seen Li Siming again and was very excited.

"Captain, why do I ask you? You don't know what you ask?" Liu Guoqing couldn't help but mutter.

"I usually only take a company, my family, and I take a fixed route every day. I don't know what changes will happen in Shenzhen every day," Li Siming explained.

"I understand this, but if you can't call this road, that's too inappropriate, right?" Liu Guoqing said bluntly.

Li Siming was really embarrassed in front of his former subordinates. He should be considered half a Shenzhener. In the future, he might be considered the so-called "first generation of Shenzheners". However, he really didn't know about the appearance of the streets of Shenzhen. He built an overpass and a new building. Li Siming didn't know that if the city was bigger, he would be lost in the city center. Li Siming couldn't name some landmark buildings, but Liu Guoqing from Nanjing Military Region could also call him because it was introduced in the news pictures.

"You kid, you really think you are a character after not asking you to salute for a few years?" Li Siming cursed with a smile, "I admit that you have the ability to remember everything you see."

In the evening, Liu Guoqing was "a big eater" mentality and made Li Siming vomit blood. Liu Guoqing and the six soldiers ate happily, and Li Siming spent the money happily. When he was with the soldiers, Li Siming didn't pay much attention to it. He drank, smoked and talked nonsense. In a trance, Li Siming seemed to feel that he had become a soldier again, but the bright lights and wine in the hotel made him remind himself that the past days were getting farther and farther away from him.

Liu Guoqing rarely talked about his glorious combat history in front of these soldiers. This time, he praised Li Siming in front of Li Siming. Those soldiers were extremely enthusiastic and admiring.

Li Siming smiled softly. Liu Guoqing recalled the glorious years of the past this time, which made Li Siming think a lot. He remembered passion and sadness, responsibility and honor, life and death. He once again thought of Sun Chang's son Sun Dajun. The young man asked himself hopefully if he had been to Malipo not long ago. Li Siming once again felt ashamed.

With his support, Xiaodao is enthusiastic about caring and caring. He looks very generous and selfless, and is awe-inspiring kind. Li Siming does not deliberately pursue fame. In fact, he feels a little proud in his heart. However, he hasn't looked at the red land surrounded by distant green mountains for more than five years. He has not achieved this most basic remembrance. To a certain extent, this can also be said to be a manifestation of seeking fame.

Liu Guoqing seemed to feel the sadness and nostalgia in Li Siming's heart. He drank a little too much, but finally burst into tears.

"It's no big deal. We living people must continue to live, and live more exciting than others!" Li Siming comforted.
Chapter completed!