Seven large stone cutting machines, each priced at 35,000 yuan.
The first machine still had a final payment of 25,000 yuan.
Before this, this order was the factory's last hope.
Eight workers, three months' worth of wages.
Sang Qing's one sentence to cancel the order, and the factory was scrambling to get the steel and machine parts for this order. What should they do?
Yes ~
The lathes made by Ye Qing's family are very average, but 35,000 for a large scale cutting machine, Ye Qing can guarantee that if he can find one cheaper than this, then Ye Qing will give away those 7 lathes for free.
When there was a problem, Ye Qing immediately rushed over to repair it. He stayed up all night and finished replacing the guide rail.
Now, the materials for the remaining six machines were all ready, and they were waiting to be delivered.
Sang Qing canceled all the orders and didn't even pay the final payment for the first machine.
Qian Xiaomeng and his two companions laughed sinisterly at the side. All the orders were canceled. This was good.
Their factory couldn't even afford to pay for the medical expenses. How were they going to survive without orders?
As for their uncle's medical expenses, they didn't care at all. If the factory went bankrupt, they could just buy the machines. They might even be able to extort the van.
Ye Qing closed his eyes and fell silent.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and tried to calm himself down. "Mr. Sang, although we didn't sign a formal purchase contract, business depends on credibility. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Sang Qing's face was full of disdain. "If you're not convinced, go to court and sue me."
Ye Qing's face was so dark that it was scary. He turned around and walked out.
In a situation where he didn't have the strength to rely on, any harsh words would only make him more embarrassed.
Ye Qing admitted defeat.
He started the car and left. After a few steps, Ye Qing's van was stopped.
Ye Qing had his crowbar ready, thinking that a scuffle was about to happen. However, the person who stopped the van had a red badge on his chest. Wen Binbin had the temperament of a gigolo.
This was a badge that all civil servants in Zhongyun wore. It was printed with name, position, and phone number.
This kind of person naturally would not help Sang Qing. Ye Qing stopped the car and asked him what was the matter.
"Back to Zhongyun City?" The young Han Youpeng offered a cigarette to Ye Qing. "Can you give me a ride? It's too tiring to take the bus."
When Sang Qing was chatting with him earlier, he was quite a distance away from Ye Qing. He must have seen the fight between the workers. However, he definitely did not hear the conflict between Ye Qing and Sang Qing. Otherwise, he would not have been so thick-skinned as to hitch a ride.
Ye Qing did not refuse Han Youpeng's work nameplate. He opened the door of the front passenger seat and invited him in.
Han Youpeng thanked him as he got into the car. When Ye Qing drove onto the town's road, Han Youpeng asked Ye Qing why he was fighting with the workers just now.
Ye Qing waved his hand and said it wasn't a big deal. He just had some issues with the workers just now.
"That boss looks like a stingy ghost. He's not even taking a bite out of his buttocks."
Han Youpeng must have been given the cold shoulder and started to complain. "Fine, I squeezed in the bus for more than an hour just to talk to him. In the end, he did not ask anyone to send me back. I saw several cars parked at the entrance. "
"What do you want to talk about?" Ye Qing asked him.
"Curbstones are the curbs of the road. In three months, the inspection team will come down to evaluate the health and civilized cities in the country. "
Han Youpeng placed a stack of documents on the console and stretched. "Every city is evaluated once every three years. In the last evaluation, only 30 cities in the country received the honor. Our Zhongyun City has not been evaluated a few times. Now, the leaders have made up their minds to change the appearance of Zhongyun City. "
"The curbstones on the main roads are all cement. They are all weathered and ugly. The Urban Construction Bureau has decided to change them all to granite."
"Near Zhongyun City, only Meihua Mountain produces granite. The only company that can mass produce curbstones is Jiangshan Masonry. I came over to deliver the contract, but he was not satisfied with the price. He did not even send me a car. "
Ye Qing comforted him and said that Sang Qing must have some connections. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get such a big order.
"Many of the landscape stones in Zhongyun City are supplied by him. He is familiar with a few of the directors and has a say in it."
Han Youpeng pursed his lips and said with a face full of grievance, "I am also a miserable person. I am used by my boss everywhere. If the contract is signed, I will not receive any benefits. All the credit will go to my boss. If the contract is not signed, it will be my fault. "
The two of them were about the same age, so they naturally had many topics to talk about. When the van drove into Zhongyun City, Ye Qing had already learned a lot about Sang Qing from him.
It was rush hour and the traffic was extremely congested. Han Youpeng said that he was in a hurry to go on a date and got off the car before he reached his destination.
When he reached Caiyi Bridge, the traffic lights in front of him were blocked for a few hundred meters.
Caiyi Bridge can be considered a famous scenic spot in Zhongyun. Under the bridge is an ancient building with a small bridge over flowing water. On both sides of the bridge, there are 12 floating sculptures of dancing ladies. A lot of foreigners take pictures here.
Ye Qing estimated that he would have to wait for three traffic lights before he could cross. Since he was bored on the bridge, he turned on Xue Ning Gong's music and listened.
When the music was playing, Ye Qing noticed a stack of documents on the passenger seat console.
Damn ~ Didn't Han Youpeng put it there when he got on the car?
Ye Qing did not remember the contact number on his nameplate. If he wanted to return it, he would have to make a trip to the Urban Construction Bureau.
Ye Qing was bored, so he flipped through the documents page by page.
The contents of the documents were very simple. It was all about the purchase of curbstones. For example, the curbstone material, size, and specifications were specified. A total of 250,000 curbstones must be delivered in a few days.
These documents were all preliminary contracts that had not been signed by both parties yet.
He heard from Han Youpeng that the government wanted to offer a purchase price of 40 RMB for each curbstone. Sang Qing felt that this price was too low and would not make much money, so he set it at 42 RMB.
This price was indeed not high. In the vicinity of Zhongyun, only Jiangshan Masonry could make granite curbstones. Sang Qing naturally wanted to raise the price a bit.
In the masonry industry, the most expensive part was manpower and resources. Stones were not worth much.
A piece of granite curbstone was close to a hundred pounds. From large scale mining machines to cutting the stone from the mountain, to cutting machines, and then to polishing the surface, a large amount of manpower was needed.
A normal person would be out of breath after carrying a few dozen pounds of stones, not to mention 250,000 of the same type of stones.
This was also the key to Sang Qing's success. In the entire Zhongyun masonry industry, who had large scale mining machines and suitable granite mining sites?
Buy from outside?
He offered 42 RMB per piece, which was already a very low price. Adding on the logistics costs of tens of thousands of tons, how could he get it without 45 RMB per piece?
"Nowadays, price is the key to doing business!" After looking at the documents, Ye Qing sighed.
But what was the use of knowing the details?
Could it be that he had two spiked maces and let Hulk One and Hulk Two go to his factory and put on a show of King Kong fighting 300 Spartan warriors?
Looking at the Caiyi Bridge and the rows of dancing maids, Ye Qing helplessly dispelled this idea.
"Wait a minute ~" Ye Qing suddenly sat up as if he had been electrocuted. A flash of inspiration appeared.
Maids Relief!!
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