Changsun Chong took Du He's fan, fanned it, put it away with a click, and said: "I'll treat each other with admiration after three days apart. We haven't seen each other for almost a month. Of course you don't know how much I have changed.
Du He, to tell you the truth, the business I want to discuss with you is about the revolving wooden chair..."
"Speak carefully and I'll listen first," Du He said.
Changsun Chong sat up straight and began to talk.
"I have a suggestion. How about we work together to produce rotating wooden chairs?" Changsun Chong looked at Du He and said seriously.
Du He asked: "What kind of cooperation method?"
"Of course we can make money together. I know you got a batch of wood from Lu Guogong's Mansion and Yi Guogong's Mansion, but how long can these wood be used? You will always use it up. When the time comes, you must buy the wood.
, I regret to tell you that the wood in Chang'an City is now controlled by our Changsun family. If you don't believe me, go ask about the price. I'm not bragging. The wood you can buy is more expensive than the rotating wood you sell.
The chair is still expensive." Changsun Chong finished speaking with a proud look on his face.
Du He listened and nodded repeatedly.
If everyone can make money, why not do it?
What's more, the entire lumber market in Chang'an City was controlled by the Changsun family. Changsun Chong was really determined to sell it at a high price, and Du He didn't have any good ideas for a while.
So he looked at Changsun Chong and asked: "It seems that Young Master Changsun has already made plans. Why don't we explain the details of the cooperation in detail."
Changsun opened the fan with a bang and said, somewhat like a romantic genius: "It's very simple. I can sell the wood to you at the market price, but the money you make from selling the revolving wooden chairs will be divided between us."
Du He said with a smile: "Young Master Changsun is so cruel. He just sold me the wood and wants to take away 30% of it?"
Changsun Chong shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, no, I mean, I am 70%, you are 30%."
The smile on Du He's face gradually faded, and his right hand placed under the table gradually clenched into a fist.
If he didn't have some sense left, he would have punched Changsun Chong into a pig's head.
Du He originally thought that Changsun Chong came here sincerely to discuss cooperation, but he didn't know that he was here to pick peaches.
He could take away 70% of the profit for no reason, and he could also sell the Changsun family's wood in large quantities.
How could there be such a good thing in the world?
Du He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Mr. Changsun, I really don't know who gave you the courage to sit here and talk about cooperation with me? I would rather suggest that you leave my place immediately and walk two blocks ahead.
There is a man named Wang Laohu, he can cooperate with you, and you can take away all the money you make."
Changsun Chong's eyes lit up: "Is there such a good thing? Who is this King Tiger?"
Du He glanced at Changsun Chong with disdain and said coldly: "Wang Laohu, you are a lunatic. If you want to do business, then go find a lunatic. I don't have time to spend time with you here, old man.
see a visitor out!"
Du He didn't hit anyone, so he was very restrained.
Changsun Chong's expression changed, and he pointed at Du He and said: "Du He, you can't bully others too much. You dare to call me a lunatic. Believe it or not, I will continue to increase the price of wood. I want to see how you get the price from Lu Guogong's mansion and
How long can the wood obtained by Duke Yi's Mansion last?"
Du He glanced at the other party indifferently and said disdainfully: "Then you don't have to worry about it. Whether there is wood or not is my business, Du He, and it has nothing to do with you."
Seeing Du He's tough attitude, Changsun Chong was not angry. Instead, he sat down again and said, "Since you don't agree with this plan, I have another plan."
Before Du He could speak, Changsun Chong said to himself: "Our Changsun family has many shops in Chang'an City, many of which can be used to sell revolving wooden chairs. In this way, you can use the revolving wooden chairs from Datang Furniture Factory.
How about selling all the chairs to me and letting me sell them?"
Du He was slightly surprised when he heard this.
Chang Sun Chong looks like a 250-year-old, but he can touch the essence of a dealer?
He asked curiously: "This proposal is pretty much the same, but the rotating wooden chair is temporarily priced at 50 cents. How much do you plan to spend on it?"
Changsun Chong stretched out three fingers: "30 Wen, no matter how much you produce, I can buy it. As for how much I sell it for, you don't have to worry about it, I have my own way. My Changsun family's shop is in Chang'an
The mayor said there are dozens of them, so it won’t be a problem to free up a dozen or so to sell revolving wooden chairs.”
Du He became happy immediately.
Sure enough, this kid still didn't change his original intention of picking peaches.
The cost of a revolving wooden chair is about 20 yuan. As a result, Du He can only earn 10 yuan, and the majority of it is taken away by Changsun Chong.
Du He stood up and said: "Every time we purchase more than 100 revolving wooden chairs, the marriage is 45 cents. It can't be lower. If you are willing, just find a time to sign the contract. If you don't want to pull it down, now this revolving wooden chair
The supply exceeds the demand, so I don’t have to worry about not being able to sell it... Mr. Changsun, it’s better to consider yourself first, I, Du He, am not stupid enough to give money to others after being sold... Old master, see the guests off!"
Du He didn't bother to pay attention to this lunatic and left directly in the direction of the furniture factory.
Changsun Chong was unwilling to give in and wanted to chase Du He, but was stopped by the old man: "Master Changsun, please come back."
Changsun Chong pushed the old man away: "Go away, you old man, you dare to stop me, do you not want to live anymore?"
The old man's face darkened and he shouted: "Lü Bu, come out and see the guests off."
As soon as Changsun Chong heard Lu Bu's name, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around and glared at the old man fiercely: "Humph, you are so cruel, old man!"
After saying that, he waved his fan angrily and left.
The old man stood in the corner of the yard and took a sip: "What the hell! Don't think that because your father is Sikong, I'm afraid of you. My young master is still the county magistrate. Sooner or later, he will definitely be more powerful than Sikong!"
…
The night is already deep.
In a certain square in the south of the city.
Several figures walked through the darkness and came to a small courtyard.
The leader was Zhang Ergou who made trouble at the Datang Furniture Factory during the day.
The people following him were also the same people during the day.
When they came to the yard, someone asked in a low voice: "Ergou, do you think we can see anyone?"
Zhang Ergou looked around and whispered: "Yes, why not? That person asked me to come to see him at this time. He has his own explanation."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times.
After a while, the door opened.
Zhang Ergou and others hurriedly entered the yard and then walked into a room.
In that room, there was a man wearing a bamboo hat who had been waiting for a long time.
Zhang Ergou stepped forward and said hello in a weak mosquito voice.
The mysterious man snorted: "You guys are all trash, and you were recognized by others. I'm really disappointed. You can't even handle this little thing, and you still want to do big things. What a wishful thinking!"