In other words, for a price of about 10,000 yuan, you can buy imported blades worth hundreds of thousands?
Tan Junda, who had been a little disdainful just now, suddenly became excited. This kind of deal seemed interesting!
"Why don't they sell it themselves?" Tan Junda asked, if the blade is really so valuable, how can it be sold as scrap metal with the character of the factory director who doesn't even miss the fare?
"It's not difficult to understand." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile: "People who really know what they do have stopped working in the factory. Management like the factory director doesn't understand these things, so they naturally think they are all scrap metal. So, we are considered
I picked up a leak."
"Brother Jiang, you are so awesome. Even the director of the machinery factory doesn't know, but you can actually see it!" Tan Junda said with excitement on his face.
"Intuition." Jiang Zhihao replied.
Looking at Tan Junda who gave him a thumbs up, Jiang Zhihao suddenly discovered that using intuition to cover up his ability to predict the future seemed to be quite useful.
Later, Jiang Zhihao took Tan Junda and continued to look for treasures.
He found all the most valuable things in his memory one by one. It is roughly estimated that if he bought all these things back, it would not be a problem to sell them for tens of millions!
Jiang Zhihao didn't care about this thing worth tens of millions. He was just accumulating his own original capital. But for Tan Junda, it was the biggest thing in his life besides starting an advertising company.
It has been four or five years since he co-founded an advertising company, and so far he has made a full profit, with only a few million profits.
Excluding the partners' share, it belongs entirely to him, barely reaching about two million.
But now, with just a few hours of searching, he can earn tens of millions of profits, which is many times more than his advertising income in several years!
Even though he comes from a wealthy family, Tan Junda is extremely excited inside at this moment.
Finally, after Jiang Zhihao found the most valuable things that he could remember, he called the factory director over, pointed to the selected and labeled equipment, and said, "That's it."
The factory director took a quick look and saw whether the things were old or new. He couldn't find any clue, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll have someone pull it to the weighing scale for you to weigh it."
When the factory director called for people to come over for weighing, Jiang Zhihao and Tan Junda gathered the funds.
Tan Junda brought 500,000 yuan. On Jiang Zhihao's side, in addition to the 150,000 yuan "favor fee" that Tan Junda had given him before, there was also 60,000 yuan for selling the stall, and 26,000 yuan for teaching the fruit fishing recipe. In addition,
The profit from those few days of fruit fishing was a total of 250,500 yuan.
All told, it should be enough to buy everything.
The weighing process took about more than two hours. It was mainly time-consuming to pull these things out of the factory.
As Jiang Zhihao expected, everything added up to a total of 480 tons.
Calculated based on the current scrap iron price in the market, it is about 789,000 yuan.
With this small amount of money missing, Tan Junda patted his chest and said that he would be responsible for it. Including the subsequent purchase of accessories, logistics fees, etc., he also paid for it, and he regarded it as a favor fee for Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Zhihao did not refuse.
If all these things were taken, the profit would be unimaginable. Let alone Tan Junda spend an extra 1.8 million, even if it was 2 to 3 million, he would not frown.
Just when Jiang Zhihao was about to go over to the factory director to settle the matter, he suddenly received a call from Zhong Jiawei.