Xiao Jinlang is a hard-working scholar who has traveled all over the country. He is not just a scumbag sitting in an office with a pen and scratching his stomach.
When the phone was hung up, Lao Xiao knew that although he had done nothing, he had been dragged down by that hateful boy Zhou Qingfeng.
Judging from the investigation, the 'Holy Light' system and the 'Harmony' system are the two pillars of Zhou Qingfeng's development. One is upward, desperately climbing the technology tree; the other is downward, trying every means to lay a solid foundation.
Zhou Qingfeng has developed extremely well in Tianyang, but he is also trapped in Tianyang. If it were someone else who could enjoy a market with a population of several million, he would definitely be satisfied. But that kid is obviously more ambitious.
Xiao Jinlang's appearance was like a stepping stone. Zhou Qingfeng stepped on him and could not get off. The latter also used the attitude of 'no fight, no acquaintance', and easily dragged Lao Xiao's superior into the water.
Alas... the old leader will retire in two years.
You have the right to use it, it will become invalid upon expiration.
Xiao Jinlang was stuck in the middle, and it was impossible to get out. He bet that if he tried to clear himself out in vain, in the blink of an eye it would not be Zhou Qingfeng who wanted to deal with him, but the old leader who would deal with him.
The struggle at this time requires methods and countermeasures.
Coming out of the bedroom, they were chatting happily in the living room.
Lao Xiao's wife was chatting with the editor-in-chief and the old leader. As soon as Lao Xiao appeared, both pairs of eyes stared at her. The editor-in-chief asked eagerly: "How is it? Is there no problem with the supply of goods?"
"No problem." Xiao Jinlang said uncharacteristically, "Tianyang said that we can ship the goods on credit first.
The first batch of 1,000 Chinese display pagers are shipped by air. They will arrive at Nanyuan Airport tomorrow. We have to find a place to stock them."
These days, if you are willing to ship goods on credit, you are like a good-hearted person like a boy who gives away money.
Of course, he may also be a fool who will lose both his property and his property.
Although the unit price of products such as computers and mobile phones is high, Han display pagers are the mainstream in the market. One thousand units are just a test of the water. The editor-in-chief and the old leader laughed happily and praised Lao Xiao and his wife.
"Old Xiao is really capable. He is really amazing. He can turn conflicts into friendship. His communication skills are really great. He is truly a business genius that is rare to see in a century."
This is almost to say that Xiao Jinlang can cheat and kidnap people with nothing.
In the early 1990s, pagers were the most popular. After all, not everyone could afford a "big brother" worth tens of thousands, so pagers worth two to three thousand dollars seemed much "cheap".
You read that right, at the beginning, the Hanxian pager was really the same price.
Because early mobile phones consumed a lot of power and had short standby time, they were generally not turned on. Rich people had to wear a pager in their waists. Only when they found someone calling them would they take out their "big brother" and use it.
A pager is actually a radio signal receiver that has been developed for three generations. The early models that entered the domestic market in the early 1980s were the most useless.
The machine only received a signal, indicating that someone was looking for it. The recipient of the letter had to call the paging station to know who was looking for him. This method was quickly eliminated.
The second generation is a digital pager, which can receive phone numbers or phrase abbreviations. This is more convenient, but the information content transmitted is still not rich enough.
In 1991, Motorola launched a Chinese display pager. The machine cost 3,000 yuan, plus 1,000 yuan for the network connection fee. This is what Zhou Qingfeng was selling.
In the landline era, due to the "low" price, far more people bought pagers than "cell phones".
When their pagers go off, many people lower their heads and shout to the people around them: "It's so annoying, who is looking for me again?"
I shout this just to let people know - I have a pager.
Nowadays, state-owned and private paging stations are popping up everywhere. Pagers are a high-paying profession. They can make a lot of money easily and do not require any professional skills. To put it bluntly, they just answer the phone and type.
However, the development of pagers has been extremely prosperous and prosperous in 1991, and then entered a period of decline in 1995.
Someone in Huizhou, Guangdong once spent nearly 30,000 yuan in 1998 to pay paging fees for ten years at once. He felt that he could avoid the trouble caused by price increases and other factors in the future.
This man wanted to pay for 20 years, but because the paging station computer system was limited, he had to pay for only 10 years. He has the longest payment time for the domestic pager service.
Oh my goodness!
Why not buy a house if you have this money?
This luck is similar to that of joining the Fruit Party and going to Taiwan in 1949. Because the pager market shrank rapidly after two thousand years, and was replaced by text messages in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.
Pagers are small in size and high in value. However, they need to be used with telephones. Not to mention mobile phones, the penetration rate of landline phones in Tianyang is low, so the sales of this thing are not very good.
But it's different in the imperial capital.
Zhou Qingfeng took out 30,000 units of the latest "Motorola Han Display" in one go, with a hard case, a metal chain, compact buttons and a unique appearance.
Based on the highest price of 3,000 yuan, the value of these pagers is close to 100 million.
The first batch of 1,000 units was shipped by air, and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper burst into laughter with excitement.
Where is the imperial capital?
Three-legged toads are hard to find, and there are thousands of people looking to buy pagers everywhere.
Zhou Qingfeng's "purchase" is cheap. The wholesale price of the latest Han display pager is only 2,500. If he doesn't issue an invoice, he can still get a profit of up to 2,000.
Faced with the huge profit difference, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper did not hesitate to choose not to issue an invoice. He made sure that the goods would arrive tomorrow and made several phone calls in front of Xiao Jinlang.
This batch of goods does not need to be sent to Zhongguancun at all. The latest gadgets are directly digested within the ministries and commissions. All enterprises and institutions in the imperial capital are wealthy, with a huge market and strong spending power.
There is a huge gap between those who have access and those who have no access.
Xiao Jinlang was sitting in his living room and his mood was up and down. The sales of two million worth of goods were confirmed in an instant. No wonder Zhou Qingfeng kept holding on to him.
There are too many shameless people these days in order to do business.
For example, in order to get the carriage, an illiterate peasant woman stood guard at the door of the supervisor's house, just to go in and wash the sheets, quilts, clothes and socks for the leader.
Xiao Jinlang secretly thought that if he was in business, he would definitely have to exploit everything. Opportunities are fleeting and there is no room for mistakes.
After the chief editor made the phone call, he gave Xiao Jinlang many instructions and asked to ensure that the goods would arrive by air tomorrow. As soon as the leader left, Mr. Xiao's wife quickly came to ask what was going on?
Xiao Jinlang fell on the sofa in his living room and sighed: "'I have been pecked by geese all year round.' This time I really met my opponent."
My wife, Lao Xiao, asked a few questions carefully and found out the inside story. She asked in surprise: "You and Zhou have never met before. He doesn't bother you, but he actually... appreciates you?"
At most, it sounds ridiculous for a young man in his early twenties to appreciate a middle-aged man in his forties.
Lao Xiao's home was ordinary, neither poor nor luxurious. He had a color TV, refrigerator, washing machine, and other household appliances, but they were not very good.
Xiao Jinlang looked at the white-painted ceiling and murmured to himself: "It's hard to describe the feeling. Putting aside right and wrong, Zhou Qingfeng is very grand in what he does.
He has the spirit to work hard and overcome obstacles regardless of gains and losses. This is something that no one else has.
I have been investigating in Tianyang for half a month, and no matter whether they like it or hate it, everyone unanimously agrees that this guy is very courageous."
Lao Xiao's wife asked again: "Is this person really going to fly goods worth tens of millions of dollars? Isn't he afraid of not receiving the payment?"
Nowadays, it is difficult for businesses to operate, and triangular debt is rampant. It is common to not receive payment for shipments.
Xiao Jinlang smiled bitterly, "I met him once. Fame, wealth, right and wrong in the eyes of others are like dirt in his eyes.
I have a feeling that he really doesn't care about money, he only cares about whether he can achieve his goal. This kind of person is the most terrifying."