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Chapter 3 Willing to

Throughout May, Zhao Song has been pressing Tesla’s footsteps.

The stretched employees caused Tesla to lose many guaranteed orders, but Zhao Song did not take any action, and the progress of assembly in the basement of Wutong Building was not slowed down. Zhao Song now began to use his own funds to subsidize the payment for goods.

In China Overseas Warehouse No. 001 and 002, the inventory of chassis has accounted for half. It is not that they cannot be sold, but the shortage of sales personnel has limited Tesla to such a large shipment volume.

Zhao Song was not in a hurry. He was waiting for Liu Cong to return. He was also waiting for Yuan Wu to give him a list. He believed in the vision of a ten-year-old salesman from Zhonghai.

Tesla is so weird. It breaks away from the concept of a cabinet dealer but does not have a complete company structure.

One step further, it is an asset-heavy industry. Therefore, Zhao Song allocates everything that can be outsourced, and the rest can only be managed by people.

Now, Liu Cong is back.

Zhao Song gave him a day to hand over the work to Boss Feng.

Yuan Wu also followed his request and gave him a list of twelve people.

"Boss, these are the only twelve people I can think of. The shortest one has been working in a store for three years. They all know the basics and will neither stand out nor fall behind." Yuan Wu handed a note to Zhao Song.

"Brother Yuan Wu, be prepared. The guys are all here. I will transfer Ding Tao back. You will be in charge of the Silicon Valley counter."

Yuan Wu nodded, said nothing more, and left quickly.

Zhao Song looked at the list in his hand, took a deep breath, and started recruiting people all day long.

………

"Uncle, can't we talk properly?" Zhao Song frowned and looked at the shopkeeper in front of him.

The middle-aged shop owner looked at him sarcastically, as if looking at an unreasonable child, and said, "Zhonghai Zhao Song? You have to admit it to me, little brat! If you have anything to do, go to your mall dad."

Zhao Song understood that this was another damaged merchant after the promulgation of the mall's detailed rules. The so-called damage was that these merchants were doing one-time business and could defraud one by one, and the mall's actions caused these people to lose a lot of money.

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Zhao Song turned his head and said to a waiter: "Brother Xiao Wu, what do you think?"

This was a member of the list that Yuan Wu gave to Zhao Song. Xiao Wu refused without hesitation: "Thank you for your consideration. The boss treats me well. I have no idea of ​​leaving yet."

Not even willing to give him a specific title, Zhao Song was too lazy to talk nonsense with these two people anymore, so he turned around and left.

"You're not old, you have a bad temper." A harsh voice came from behind.

Zhao Song stopped, turned around, looked at the two of them, and raised two middle fingers.

"Silly B!"

I gave up so many benefits just to say this word to you without any scruples!

No longer talking to the blushing shop owner, Zhao Song walked towards the office with a gloomy face.

The recruitment process was not smooth. There were only 8 companies that reached an agreement, of which five companies released people unconditionally. The other three companies all required Zhao Song to pay a certain price. As for the remaining four companies, they had good attitudes like the ones just now.

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The heart that was burning because of Liu Cong's return gradually cooled down.

After all, I am still too young. Even if I give up my interests, I cannot make everyone in Zhonghai welcome me.

Zhonghai has many sales associates and high liquidity. If Zhao Song did not make any requirements, he could recruit 20 people in one afternoon. However, he was deceived by short-sighted people like Cai Feng and Zhang Huayu, and he was unwilling to make the same mistake again.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Song still couldn't make up his mind.

"Aunt Zhenwen, how is Tesla's inventory situation?"

Wen Zhenwen glanced at the receipt.

"There are 1,134 units in stock, and a payment of RMB 6.877 million is due tomorrow. The three shopping malls said they can wait for Tesla to get on the right track."

Zhao Song shook his head and said: "According to the contract, we will not be short of the money. Aunt Zhenwen, we need you to set a warning line for our funds. If we reach this line, we will stop transferring goods."

Wen Zhenwen nodded thoughtfully.

Zhao Song lay on his back on the seat, took off the hearing aid in his right ear, and put his little finger in to wipe the sweat from the ear canal. He was so anxious that he got angry and had severe tinnitus.

Liao Yingzhu looked at him worriedly, "Zhao Song, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just figured out something," Zhao Song closed his eyes, "Zhonghai Zhao Song? It feels like a group of adults are coaxing children to play, and I'm still complacent! I just want to stop being bullied.

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Liao Yingzhu smiled and said: "Is it more difficult now than when you first started your business?"

Zhao Song was stunned and shouted angrily: "I just can't bear to part with that little money!"

"Hehe~"

Zhao Song had nothing to do with Liao Yingzhu, a female classmate.

Things have to be decided after all. As Uncle Ge said well, what is most lacking in the 21st century is talent.

These 8 people are not the best, but they are the most suitable for Tesla.

I picked up the phone and just as I was about to press the number, a call came in.

"Zhao Song, come to Maxthon Internet Cafe. All fifteen rows of computers have tripped!"

"…….Depend on!"

………..

Weixi Village Maxyou Internet Cafe.

Qin Chaozheng and his uncle were talking in a corner outside the Internet cafe when they saw Zhao Song entering the room in a hurry.

Qin Chao stopped his brother-in-law's greeting and walked slowly to the door to listen to what was going on inside.

"What problem has been found?" Zhao Song asked breathlessly.

"The computers have just been assembled. One or two can be turned on without any problem, but once the number is exceeded, it will take a while for the computer to trip." Xizi frowned. Zhao Song outsourced all the work of installing and copying computers in the Internet cafe to dormitory 312.

"Voltage, or wires?" Zhao Song didn't wait for an answer and came to a large distribution box.

There is one ** gate control in each row, no problem; then there are three single P leakage control, no problem.

Zhao Song closed the main switch, picked up the screwdriver, and disassembled the socket closest to him.

"Holy shit!"

Zhao Song yelled, "For such a large Internet cafe, you use 1.5 square meters of wires for me? Is the decoration company still there?"

"Zhao Song, the owner of the decoration company is Boss Qin's brother-in-law." Zhu Liming replied.

“…”

Qin Chao outside the door glared at his brother-in-law with a mocking expression.

"Xizi, you and Gao Zhi first go to Zhonghai to get money, and then go to Xiaohe Building Materials City to buy sixteen square meters of wire. On the way, go to West Thirteenth Banner to find Boss Song and ask him to send an electrician and a wire extraction machine."

"Boss, including the Sixteenth Line and Fire Ground Zero, the entire Internet cafe is almost 40,000," Zhu Liming called.

"Then what should we do?" Zhao Song shouted: "We have little experience. We should take a look at it when we hand over the house. Now who are we trying to please? Who are we offending? That's it. I don't want to make money from this deal at all."

Zhao Song suffered too much from this kind of matter involving Party A's relatives. Every time he spoke out, he could get the money in the end, but there was no trace of any subsequent business!

………

Squatting on the curb, not bothering to look at the girls coming in and out of the University for Nationalities across the street, Zhao Song depressedly lit a cigarette.

He has a lot of money in his pocket, and before the brand machine reacts, Tesla can make him more money every day.

But when things happen, things happen. Zhao Song is not afraid of things. He is afraid that a bunch of things will suddenly appear in front of him.

He doesn't have that much endurance. Waste is not born. Zhao Song got to that point due to various reasons in his previous life. Psychological quality is the biggest factor.

Both ears rang. Zhao Song gently touched his chest and exhaled hard.

"Relax Zhao Song, relax Zhao Song, don't get angry, it's just a little money, you can make it back in two days. Relax Zhao Song"

"Are you worried about money?" Qin Chao knelt down beside him.

"Boss Qin." Zhao Song greeted quickly.

Qin Chao did not continue the topic, but asked: "When do you estimate the new Pentium CPU will be available on the market?"

Zhao Song thought for a moment, "July at the latest."

Qin Chao nodded, looked at the gate of National University for Nationalities, and said: "Please help me, Boss Zhao, with the follow-up network setup. In the second half of the year, Maxthon will open a flagship store in CY District. When the time comes, purchase at the current price!" Qin Chao patted him.

His shoulders, gone.

Zhao Song squatted blankly, willing to give up, there is no way to give up. The stingy energy in his heart immediately dissipated. He picked up the mobile phone and made a call.

Total assets: 13 million, 0/18 sets of commercial housing.


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