After hearing what Wang Liang said, Xia Zekai frowned: "Brother Wang, this is too tragic."
"No, who knew something like this would happen?" Wang Liang shook his head and sighed, but his hand on the steering wheel remained motionless and his eyes kept looking forward and to the left and right sides.
Especially since he had just discussed a tragic car accident scene, he was very cautious now, for fear of something unexpected happening.
"Old Chen's grandson, if I remember correctly, is less than two years old. What could happen to a little kid?" Xia Zekai was puzzled, so he asked casually.
Wang Liang is not sure about this. He can pay attention to Old Man Chen because he basically does not work according to normal hours as a business person. He often comes in and out during working hours. Regardless of whether he comes in or out, Chen has to let him know.
The old man opened the door for him, and he became familiar with it after going back and forth.
But he didn't have spare materials, so he went to inquire about the situation at Old Man Chen's home.
This time Li Jinchuan spoke: "Wang Yun and Lao Sun seem to know a little bit about this matter. I remember who said that Old Man Chen and his grandson ate something bad and screamed at home early in the morning.
Go back quickly, old man Chen seems to be on night shift that day, right?"
He was no longer sure and said: "You can ask Lao Sun and Wang Yun during lunch."
As we chatted, time flew by quickly, and soon we arrived at the Qicheng High-tech Industrial Park. Then under Li Jinchuan's guidance, Wang Liang drove to a factory with 'Ruilin Plastic' written on the wall at the door.
The electronic door of the car was half open. Wang Liang stopped at the door and pressed the horn out of habit. Li Jinchuan leaned over and shouted out from the open window: "Old Zheng, it's me.
I’m looking for you, Mr. Zheng.”
"It's Mr. Li who's here. Our Mr. Zheng should be in his office at this point." said an old man with half a century of hair in the security room at the entrance.
When Wang Liang heard what they said, he drove in directly.
Xia Zekai clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "Brother Li, it's okay!"
"Hey, it's all small tricks. I often run here, and when I ship goods, I always come to them in person to make the accounts. The more I come here, the more familiar I become. In addition, I always give him a box of cigarettes when I come here.
, it’s not worth a lot of money, but it won’t cause any trouble to you.” Li Jinchuan said.
He is still using this method to teach Xia Zekai how to 'do things'.
Xia Zekai was also an expert at this, but he still expressed his gratitude at this moment and said that he would have two more drinks at noon.
The owner of Ruilin Plastic is Zheng Ruilin. He is in his forties, about the same age as Li Jinchuan.
At this moment, he was sitting in his office with a sad look on his face, his fingers inserted into his sparse hair like a comb, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.
After hearing the knock on the door, he was a little annoyed, thinking who could be so indifferent to disturb him at this time.
"Come in!" When he responded, his tone was not very friendly.
Li Jinchuan, who had just walked in, heard it immediately. He laughed and said, "I asked Mr. Zheng, did something happen again?"
"Hey, Mr. Li, it's you, sit down quickly!" Zheng Ruilin saw Li Jinchuan coming in and quickly stood up to greet him.
At this time, Li Jinchuan looked nothing like a salesman doing business in Sanmu Group.
Zheng Ruilin's eyes fell on Wang Liang and Xia Zekai again, and asked him: "Mr. Li, why don't you introduce to me, these two are..."
Li Jinchuan pointed at Wang Liang and said: "This is my colleague Wang Liang, you can just call him Lao Wang."
Then he pointed at Xia Zekai and said: "That's my little brother Xia Zekai who I used to work with, but brother Xia is now working alone. Today he also asked me to be a go-between for something."
Zheng Ruilin heard that Xia Zekai, the youngest, was today's protagonist.
No matter what happens, make some tea first and drink two cups.
Zheng Ruilin joked to himself: "Don't worry about anything, as long as you don't come to ask me for debt today."
Li Jinchuan looked very grand. He said, "It's not time yet. If the time comes, I will definitely come over and ask you for money."
After saying this, he reacted: "What's the matter, you don't want to share the money?"
Zheng Ruilin nodded: "Forget it, do you still know that in the past two months, the overall market environment has been bad, no one's business has been easy to do, they have been slow to return money, and I can't collect the money, you say
When will the end of this level of competition come to an end?"
After Li Jinchuan heard what he said, he was also scratching his head about the "triangular debt" matter. He didn't have any better way, so he simply took the initiative to find other topics and let the matter go.
"Old Zheng, my brother Xia is here specifically for you today. He wants to talk to you about something." Li Jinchuan looked back at Xia Zekai, and then it was their business.
Zheng Ruilin looked at Xia Zekai with his square head: "Mr. Xia, I wonder what you want to see me for?"
Xia Zekai had been observing the scale of 'Ruilin Plastic' when he came in just now. It was not small.
There is an independent three-story office building and three independent factories. Visually, the area of each factory exceeds the area of the factory he rented.
"Mr. Zheng, let me ask, does Ruilin Plastic do OEM?" Xia Zekai asked directly and straightforwardly.
OEM is not something unmentionable, it is also part of the normal business scope of the factory. Zheng Ruilin said happily: "Okay, what product does Mr. Xia want to make?"
"Here, we can make all plastic bowls, pans, chopsticks. As long as you can provide us with the drawings, we can also make other large items." Zheng Ruilin quickly introduced.
He is worried about not having new business now, so it is only right to explore new ways to make money first and make some money to run the factory.
After the introduction, he asked: "What does Mr. Xia want to do?"
"Toilet!" Xia Zekai told him firmly.
Hearing what he said, Zheng Ruilin's expression changed immediately. Isn't this a joke: "Mr. Xia, we only make plastic products, not ceramic products."
Xia Zekai didn't seem to see him getting angry, and nodded with a smile: "I know, what I want to make is a hard plastic toilet. This shouldn't be difficult for Mr. Zheng, right?"
When Zheng Ruilin heard what he said, he seemed suddenly enlightened and said, "I understand, Mr. Xia wants to make a toilet toy, right?"
Xia Zekai checked on the Internet and found that there is no sign of a children's toilet or a step-type children's toilet gasket. He doesn't know who the original author of these two things is, but now it is him, and there is no doubt that it is him.
Zheng Ruilin could understand the 'children's toilet' he was talking about without having any idea. After thinking about it, he asked Zheng Ruilin: "Mr. Zheng, do you have any pencils and blank paper here?"
No matter how poor you are, you will definitely have this stuff. Zheng Ruilin personally took it out from the desk drawer and handed it to Xia Zekai.
At this time, even Li Jinchuan and Wang Liang were a little curious, wondering what Xia Zekai was up to.
When they saw that Xia Zekai had picked up a pen and started sketching, they couldn't help but move over to take a look.
Xia Zekai has already drawn it several times. Now that he is drawing this thing, he will be very familiar with the simple drawing.
In just a few strokes, the outline of a children's toilet is created, followed by the detachable poop-holding part in the middle, the oval toilet lid on the top, etc.
After he finished the painting, he said, "That's it."
His drawing was very sloppy, but it already had the appearance of a mini toilet. Zheng Ruilin was indeed a plastic product manufacturer. He looked at it for a while, then combined the size with his imagination, and he understood. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Mr. Xia, this
This thing is specially designed for children, it’s really a genius design.”
"Simple, convenient, and most importantly, practical." Zheng Ruilin couldn't help but admire it.
Xia Zekai nodded and said: "This is a new product designed by our company and is being improved. Now we have to determine the partner."
"This thing is not complicated to make, but it requires a new mold, which is very expensive. I wonder how many sets Mr. Xia will make?" Zheng Ruilin asked him.
If he does less, he won't want to do it.
He could see it when he looked at the drawing just now. This thing needs to be made in four pieces. The cover and the middle part can be molded in one go. But the base that looks like a big fat teapot needs to be made in two pieces. Finally, people need to be arranged.
It takes a bit of work to glue the upper and lower pieces together.
If you don't make much money by doing less, there's no point in doing it.
He was thinking to wait and see the situation later, and if it was less, he would think of some reason to refuse the job, but Xia Zekai suddenly said: "In the early stage, we need to open up the market, and the sales volume will definitely not be that big, but once the market is opened, we will
, I dare not say that there are too many, but there are still hundreds of orders a day, and if the publicity effect can keep up, it will not be a problem to exceed a thousand orders a day."
Xia Zekai said with certainty: "This is a blank market."
Blank also means big profits or big losses!
Hearing the number he reported, not only Zheng Ruilin was dumbfounded, but also Li Jinchuan and Wang Liang who came with him.
This order volume is really not low.
The two of them really didn't expect that the little brother who had quit his job to start a business for more than 5 months would reach this scale without knowing it.
"We'll see each other with admiration after three days of separation!" This was the only thought in their minds.
The words that Zheng Ruilin had prepared to refuse came to his lips, and he almost blurted them out, but he swallowed them hard again.
One mouth swelled into a toad's mouth, which looked a bit weird.
The next moment, he quickly changed his attitude and said, "Mr. Xia, let's discuss the details in detail."
At this moment, the smile on his face was particularly bright.
Xia Zekai asked him to quote a price first to see if it could meet his expectations. If it could, he would consider further cooperation.
But now even the specific style and size of the toilet are not clearly defined, and Zheng Ruilin cannot directly quote the price, so he explained the situation to Xia Zekai.
Xia Zekai said: "How about this? I'll leave Mr. Zheng's phone number. When the detailed drawings come out, I'll send them to you. Then you can calculate a suitable quotation and give it to me, and we'll communicate later."
Zheng Ruilin readily agreed.
After exchanging contact information, Zheng Ruilin kept saying that he would treat them to dinner at noon when it was almost eleven o'clock.
But Xia Zekai took the initiative to say goodbye. He pointed at Li Jinchuan and Wang Liang and said, "Mr. Zheng, it's really not possible today. I promised Brother Li and Brother Wang to have a meal with them at noon today. Let's change it another day. If
We have promoted cooperation, and I can ask you to do whatever you want when the time comes." Xia Zekai mentioned.
His purpose is only one, to lower the price!
And make no secret of it.
Zheng Ruilin also knew his purpose, but he couldn't say anything yet. Some business was better than none.
After the discussion, Xia Zekai followed Li Jinchuan and Wang Liang directly back to Sanmu Group.
On the way back in the car, the two old guys kept asking about the current situation of Xia Zekai's store from all aspects. It was also at this time that they learned that Xia Zekai not only owned the two-story building at the west gate of Lin Ao Community,
There is also a 600-square-meter workshop in the west, which really surprised the two of them.
"Brother Xia, you are really amazing!" Li Jinchuan sighed sincerely.
Xia Zekai just kept waving his hands to indicate that it was not a big deal.
When I returned to the office area of Sanmu Group, I realized that Sun Hongli, Wang Yun and Yu Bo were waiting. The two people Xia Zekai had a meal with last time and the other two new employees had left, and they went to the company canteen to eat.
Already.
Since they left on their own initiative, it means they are not the same person after all.
Xia Zekai would not go to the cafeteria to call them back with a shameful face, and finally the six of them, old acquaintances, went out to have a meal together.
During the dinner, Xia Zekai didn't forget to ask what happened to Old Man Chen's grandson.
When Wang Yun heard his question, she looked at Xia Zekai with a strange look and said, "I heard that old man Chen's grandson ate the cheap beans his mother bought in their community and got sick.
Already."
After finishing speaking, Wang Yun quickly said: "Brother Xia, don't think too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. The child's mother called the police, and the police later interrogated him. That Rongdou is the man in their community."
Made in a small cake shop nearby."
"They say they are trying to be cheap and use low-quality milk powder. I don't know what harmful things are added to it."
Sun Hongli, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Do you think there might be melamine in it?"
Who knows, they weren't at the scene, so it's really hard to say anything.
But the disastrous incident involving milk powder last year is not something that will be easily forgotten in a short period of time.
"..." Xia Zekai was silent for a long time. He said that he never remembered the news about old man Chen's accident in his previous life. He didn't expect that in the end, after a big detour, it would have something to do with him.
"The things in this world are really... nonsense!" Xia Zekai didn't know what to say.
Because of this incident, the food I ordered for this meal was obviously not bad, but it just didn't taste refreshing.
