Chapter Five Hundred and Twentieth Turmoil
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In the past two days, the boss Liang Guangliang of the food factory has been a little annoying. He first received a call from 'Wasteland Trading', asking him to find a way to increase the production of 'Supreme' instant noodles, at least double it!
God! The request from the 'Wasteland Trade' is not simple. First, the price should be cheap; second, there is no need for preservatives and preservatives; third, the nutrition should be rich; fourth, the taste should be good.
Hearing this kind of request, Liang Guang burst into tears - we have worked very hard to produce, please don't call again, okay? But 'Wasteland Trading' also said, 'Hurry up, hurry up, our monthly order volume really won't be less than 3,000 tons. '
Three thousand tons!
This figure made Boss Liang have to think about it carefully. He would be happy to know that his family's food factory could sell five tons of goods in the past month. His market is the four or five thousand people in the villages of the surrounding villages, and he is a big customer if he buys a few hundred catties. He has never purchased a single ton.
But in the past half a month, his family's food factory has been operating at full capacity 24 hours a day. All the relatives joined the battle, hired workers twice to increase the manpower, and produced 300 tons in a hurry. Find another factory to produce.
"No, this order must be taken!" This time, it was the old man of the Liang family who quit, "There is no push out of the deal, this 'wasteland trade' pays when the goods arrive, and there is no default, I will do it." The business has never been so easy in so many years. This time, we must keep this customer.”
In order to achieve the goal, Liang Guang and his relatives pooled money together to annex two small food factories in several nearby Zhuangzi, employing more than 50 employees in total, and he seemed to be a boss in Tianyang City.
Liang Guang's factory is not very good, and the profit is really not for bragging. His instant noodles are processed with supplied materials, and the processing fee per ton is 1,500 yuan, and the 300 tons of instant noodles that have been delivered are actually 450,000 yuan.
For a small family factory with a dozen or so people that almost went bankrupt, this is already an earth-shaking change. And it's only been half a month, and the follow-up orders have been urging. If this business can last for a year, wouldn't it be able to earn tens of millions of dollars?
I can't believe it!
When the text message of the "Wasteland Trade" payment was sent to Liang Guang's mobile phone, his mobile phone was carefully checked by the whole family. No one expected that after being poor for most of his life, getting rich came as soon as he said it.
"Oh, my mother, my heart can't take it anymore. I just thought that if I can earn 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a month, it will be enough, so that the children in the family can go to school well, the elderly can take care of themselves, and we can eat and drink to make a living. But it's enough. Now it can reach nearly one million in a month, which I never dreamed of.”
Liang Guang's old uncle leaned on the kang, clutching his chest, sighing while shaking his head. Those who didn't know thought he had encountered some difficulties, but in fact he was frightened by money. Liang Guang's aunt whipped him twice with a broom and scolded him for being worthless, but after she scolded him, she kept sighing and said she couldn't believe it.
"Then what should we do about this matter?" Liang Guang also had no choice. The orders from the 'Wasteland Trade' are good, but this instant noodles must be made!
At the critical moment, the old man of the Liang family said, "I don't want to divide the 450,000 yuan. All of it will be used to expand production. The food factory in the city has not been doing well in recent years. Let's talk about contracting out that factory and hiring people to work. .”
"If this is contracted out, I'm afraid it won't work without two or three hundred people." Some of the relatives murmured that the risk was too great, so they might as well subcontract the work to others.
"Subcontracting out is easy to damage one's own brand, and no one can control whether it is good or bad. Our family finally got this opportunity, and it is worthwhile to suffer a little and take a little risk."
The old man of the Liang family no longer mentioned the fact that his family produced unscrupulous instant noodles. On the contrary, he was very high-spirited, with a drive to work hard and run towards socialism.
It's just that this person has the kind of pink eye disease that can't see other people living a good life. When the Liang family's food factory was about to close down, someone in their village would say strange things, yelling that the Liang family's feng shui was not good, that they had violated the Tai Sui, and that they were doomed to be unlucky this year.
As a result, the Liang family suddenly turned around and hired dozens of people to work in a hurry, and their monthly salary was tens of thousands. This sudden change made people even more jealous. Many people couldn't understand what was going on? But it didn't take long for the Liang family's production of unscrupulous food to be reported!
Because of this, Liang Guang could die of anger!
Fortunately, the Liang family usually did their duty, and the factory was also regular. Although the raw materials were a bit poor for this processing, at least they didn't add anything really unscrupulous. The most important thing is that the 'Wasteland Trade' once had a food safety inspection certificate issued. After spending a lot of money, it managed to get rid of a bunch of business, fire protection, taxation and the like.
The idlers in Tongzhuangzi are even more serious. There is a backstage, there is a shady scene, there must be a problem with the collusion between the government and businessmen, and it is inevitable to continue to report. Anyway, the more prosperous the Liang family's food factory is, the more people feel that something is wrong - because my life is not good, but your family's life is good, this must be some shameful trick you used.
Because of this matter, Liang Guang was often sulking, and even quarreled with others. As a result, one day a call came to his mobile phone, and he asked immediately, "Are you Liang Guang?"
"Yes." Liang Guang heard the other party's voice very serious.
"We are from the Public Security Bureau of Tianyang City. A leader is going to inspect your place soon. You should make preparations. This is a temporary arrangement, and we will send someone to visit your place soon. There are some things that need to be explained to you. "What I said on the phone was confusing, but it sounded serious.
Liang Guang was dumbfounded on the spot, his first reaction was, 'Is there finally something wrong with my business? A leader wants to check on me? ’ But he also thought, ‘Isn’t this fucking a liar? If you say you are a policeman, I will believe it! '
The other party didn't say why the leader came back, and hung up the phone after talking for a few minutes, leaving Liang Guang stunned for a while, still a little worried. Someone in the factory asked him what was going on? He also said bluntly, "Someone claimed to be a policeman and wanted to come to the factory to investigate something."
Now it's all right, there are a lot of people, and all the thousands of old and young men in the whole Zhuangzi know about it. Not long after, a police car came to Liang Guang's factory with its horn honking, and it didn't come out once it entered the factory, causing many people outside to watch.
"Did you see? The police came as soon as they said they would, the Liang family is definitely doomed now!"
"The instant noodles they produce are so black-hearted, even dogs don't eat them, and people are poisoned to death if they eat them."
"Heaven has eyes. At last, this day has come. The Liang family is not a good person. See, their whole family has been called into the factory. This is called a sweep!"
"There are also reporters here, hahaha..., what a joy!"
Among the gossip, the Liang family's small food factory was at the center of the storm. (To be continued.)
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