After chatting, Shi Xiu got down to business, "Brother Ling, you're late. The batch of goods in the factory has been emptied two days ago."
Before coming, Lingchuan had actually anticipated this possibility.
However, there are countless knitting factories in Urumqi. Just because this factory has cleared out its used goods does not mean that other factories have also cleared out their old goods.
"Sister Shi, we three brothers have come all the way here. Do you think you can help us connect a line and build a bridge to help us find other sources of goods? After the matter is completed, you will definitely be indispensable for the hard work."
Lingchuan was also a regular customer, and Shi Xiu also kept Yunmo's feelings in mind, so she agreed to Lingchuan's request without much hesitation.
Shi Xiu was a veteran in the Urumqi business world. She had a wide network of contacts and many connections. In half a day, she helped Lingchuan find out that a knitting factory was clearing out goods.
"That factory is a new factory that was opened in the past two years. The equipment is all imported. The craftsmanship is first-class. The colors and patterns are much better than the ones you bought last time. Of course, the price is also higher.
It’s more expensive, 1.5 yuan per pound.”
Lingchuan made a quick calculation in his mind.
1 yuan and 5 per pound, the cost of the gloves is about 3 cents, the cost of the hat is about 4 and 5 cents, and the cost of the scarf is 1 yuan and 1 cent. Calculating, the cost of a set of three pieces is 1.85 yuan, excluding travel expenses, freight and labor.
As for the expenditure, if you sell a set for 3 yuan, you can still make around 6 or 7 cents.
"OK, no problem."
Seeing that Lingchuan could accept the price, Shi Xiu was unambiguous and immediately closed the store and took them to the factory to see the goods.
Compared with the last factory, this factory is obviously much larger in terms of scale. At the entrance of the factory is a marble signboard about 20 meters long, with a majestic stone unicorn on both sides of the signboard.
The factory buildings inside the factory are even more spacious and orderly. At first glance, they look like a large emerging factory.
Products produced by such a large factory must not be bad.
Lingchuan secretly looked forward to this shipment.
Under the leadership of the security guard, several people came to the door of the warehouse where used goods were cleared.
Inside the warehouse, which has an internal area of more than 500 square meters, there are countless woven sacks scattered around. The sacks are bulging, obviously full of things.
At this time, there were many people in the warehouse. Some were wearing work clothes and seemed to be factory employees. There were also some vendors who seemed to be from other places like Lingchuan. They were busy picking and moving sacks.
A man in charge came up to them and said, "Are you here to get goods too?"
"Yes, this brother of mine came from Jiang City. I heard that you were clearing out goods and wanted to come over and get a bargain."
The steward looked at the three people in Lingchuan, tilted his head, "Go in."
Lingchuan walked around the warehouse and didn't see where the goods were, so he had to find the steward who greeted them just now.
"Excuse me, where is the goods?"
The steward pointed at the sacks scattered on the ground and said, "These are all, take your pick. A sack weighs 50 kilograms and costs 75 yuan."
The sacks were sealed with cotton thread, so you couldn't see what was inside.
"Can you take it apart and see what's inside? I want to take some of each, so it's easier to sell it when I take it back."
"No, if you want it, take it down. If you don't want it, take it down. These are all products produced last year. They are in new condition and are of first-class workmanship and color. Didn't you see that everyone is rushing to get them? If you wait any longer,
I can’t even get a hair out of it.”
This is true. Soon after a few people came in, the number of sacks on the ground was reduced by half, and it is still decreasing.
Lingchuan immediately called Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin without hesitation to start moving the sacks, and he picked them based on his feel and the protruding shape on the surface of the sacks.
When he picked about ten bags, Ling Jiang suddenly pulled Ling Chuan aside and whispered.
"Kawako, the portions of these goods are not quite right. I carried several bags, each bag weighs 45 kilograms at most, and some are estimated to be less than 45 kilograms."
Hearing this, Lingchuan's face suddenly became serious.
Ling Jiang had carried grain for more than half a year at the grain and oil station, and he was very keen on the symmetrical kilogram quantity. Ling Jiang estimated that it was 5 kilograms less, so it was basically the same.
It doesn't matter if it's one and a half kilograms short, but one bag is missing 5 kilograms, and ten bags are 50 kilograms. On average, the price of one kilogram of fabric is 1.66 yuan.
This is no small matter.
But Lingchuan didn't say anything and continued to select goods.
As the number of sacks in the warehouse became less and less, everyone started scrambling for them. Lingchuan didn't bother to pick and choose, he just picked up a sack and rushed towards it.
On the open space outside the warehouse, areas were drawn with chalk, and names were written on them. The sacks each selected were placed on the chalk-drawn areas, and the money was counted at the end.
Half an hour later, the sacks in the warehouse were swept away, while hills were piled up in the open space outside the warehouse.
The steward led the two workers and began to settle accounts one by one.
Ling Chuan frowned and covered his stomach. He turned to Ling Jiang and said, "I'm going to the toilet. When it's time to count us, you tell the manager and let him count the others first."
Ling Jiang nodded quickly.
After a while, the steward led people to Lingchuan's site and prepared to count the sacks.
Ling Jiang hurriedly said: "Brothers, I'm really sorry. My brother is the accountant. He had a stomachache and went to the toilet. He will be back soon. Do you think you can go and settle other people's debts first?
"
The steward was a little unhappy, but didn't say anything and turned around and went to the next house.
Lingchuan didn't return until everyone else's goods were cleared.
Seeing that he had been gone for so long, Ling Jiang couldn't help but be concerned, "Kuanzi, are you okay?"
"It's okay, maybe I caught a cold and had a stomachache."
Just as they were talking, the steward came to them with someone and asked angrily: "Can we do the counting now?"
"Yes, please."
The steward quickly counted the number of sacks, "There are 30 sacks in total, three, five, one thousand and five..."
Lingchuan suddenly interrupted the other party in a low voice, "Brother, you seem to have ordered wrongly. I just counted 27 bags."
The steward frowned angrily, but before he could speak, Lingchuan continued: "My eldest brother used to carry grain for others. As soon as he carried this amount on his shoulders, he knew that 27 bags was just right, not much.
Quite a few.”
After hearing this, the anger on the steward's face slowly disappeared, replaced by panic and hesitation.
Seeing the steward's reaction, Lingchuan knew that he had guessed correctly.
Such a large and well-organized factory would never be able to ruin its reputation just because of a small profit.
The most likely thing is that the manager in charge of clearing the goods is doing it privately, taking advantage of the shortfall to earn the price difference.
Although the accounts of other vendors have been settled, the people and goods have not yet left. Dozens of sacks of goods cannot be moved by manpower, so trucks must be found to load them.
Once this matter breaks out, it will be a trivial matter if they don't make any money. But when the matter escalates, they won't even be able to keep their jobs.
The steward quickly started to think twice and asked with confusion, "Did I count wrongly? Then I'll count again."