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Chapter 4

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The state-run Yuzhang City Printing Factory was the largest printing factory in Yuzhang City. It was responsible for more than 70% of the printing work in Yuzhang City. It was also the most well-equipped printing factory in Yuzhang City. Therefore, Jia Yapeng's first stop was here, hoping that they could help him print cards.

But Jia Yapeng wasn't someone who lived in the society of the 90's, so he didn't know how awesome the state-run enterprises were in the 90's. At least in the eyes of the state-run enterprises, they were awesome.

So, when he came to the printing factory with the mentality that the customer was God, he got a perfect cold shoulder. When they heard that Jia Yapeng was just a small self-employed person who ran an instant noodle factory that they hadn't even heard of, they didn't even have the interest to chat with Jia Yapeng.

The guard called the office, and then the people in the office directly talked to Jia Yapeng over the phone. When they found out that Jia Yapeng had only ordered 200,000 small cards, which didn't even add up to half a day's work, they kept shaking their heads. They didn't even let Jia Yapeng in, directly saying that they were too busy.

"Damn, I'm going to make this factory go bankrupt sooner or later!" After being forcibly driven out, Jia Yapeng pointed at the huge enterprise and cursed. The two workers to the side looked helplessly at their little boss, listening to the stupid things that came out of his mouth.

How could the boss of a mere private enterprise bring down a huge state-owned enterprise? If this wasn't stupid, then what was? It looked like this instant noodle company couldn't support itself. He didn't know if he could still get his 12 months' salary.

After being angry, Jia Yapeng still had to consider the issue of card production and printing. If this problem wasn't solved, his plan to make a fortune would be nothing more than an illusion.

"Little Yi, which factory did we find to print our bags? Is it also this printing factory? "Jia Yapeng asked with a frown.

"How could it be? If it's printed here, we're considered regular customers. There's no way they won't let us in! " Xiaoyi, one of Jia Yapeng's employees, said with a wry smile, "We're printing in a private printing factory in Xiaojiu Village. Small factories like ours are basically printed there, because only they can accept our small printing volume!"

"That's troublesome. Such a small printing factory can't print my Water Margin Hero Card!" Jia Yapeng was worried. In the eyes of modern people, printing a cardboard card seemed to be a very simple matter. All he had to do was place an order on Taobao. The cost of a card was less than a penny.

But in the 90's, this was undoubtedly a big problem. It was because producing hard cards that met Jia Yapeng's requirements required a lot of technology. Domestic equipment couldn't do it. Only foreign equipment could print them.

The price of equipment like this was usually frighteningly high. Other than the large scale factories, how could those small and insignificant private factories be able to print something like this?

But Jia Yapeng could only try his best. After being rejected by the big factories, he rushed to Xiaojiu Village with his people and saw the small printing factory.

Jia Yapeng thought that he would be able to see a bustling scene, but he didn't expect to see a scene that was even more deserted than his own factory. The entire factory was basically in a state of closure. The factory's gate was also guarded by General Tie. It wasn't opened at all.

"I've heard that the business of this printing factory was almost robbed. It's going to close soon. I didn't expect it to be true! It seems that we have to find someone to print our bags again. "Xiaoyi sighed.

"I …" Jia Yapeng almost had the word "f * ck" written on his face. But he didn't have much hope for this small factory. After finding that the other party had closed, he was ready to leave with his people.

"Maybe I can go to other cities to look for it!" Jia Yapeng was already thinking about other plans in his heart. No matter what, his plan to make a fortune was absolutely not allowed to be delayed. If he wanted to do something, he must do it!!

Man can conquer nature. As long as he did it, there was nothing in the world that couldn't be done!

"Wait, are you here to order? Our factory is still working. We are still open. We can print anything! " Suddenly, a middle-aged man with dark skin and vicissitudes of life riding a bicycle rushed over and said urgently.

"It turned out to be President Wang!" Xiaoyi obviously recognized the other party. She bowed her head and introduced to Jia Yapeng, "This is Director Wang of the Tiandi Printing Factory. He is an old friend of ours. All our bags are printed here!"

"It turned out to be Brother Yi. Why are you here today? But your factory doesn't have enough bags. Didn't I send over a hundred thousand pieces last time? It seems that your factory's business must be very popular. How much do you want this time? I promise to send it to you in the shortest time possible! "Director Wang patted his chest and said.

This Factory Director Wang was obviously older than Xiaoyi by more than 10 years, but he kept calling him Big Brother Yi. How could such a person not only not make a fortune, but also muddle along to such a state? What the hell?!

"President Wang, of the hundred thousand pieces of bags you sent last time, there are still ninety thousand pieces piled up there. There is no use at all!" Xiaoyi said coldly. President Wang smiled awkwardly.

"Then I don't know what Brother Yi is here for this time?" President Wang was still smiling.

"It's like this! We want to order a new product! " Jia Yapeng took the initiative to step forward and stretched out a hand. President Wang was stunned at first, then he was flattered and greeted Jia Yapeng with both hands.

"I don't know what new product your factory wants to order?" President Wang was more enthusiastic when he heard that the other party was here to order.

"Here's the thing …" Jia Yapeng explained in detail the card materials and printing effects that he needed. When Jia Yapeng was done, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Our factory can't do it. It requires foreign equipment. In the whole of Yuzhang, only the printing factory in Yuzhang City has such equipment. A small factory like mine doesn't have such equipment at all!" Jia Yapeng explained in detail to Manager Wang. Jia Yapeng was speechless.

"Then I'm sorry to disturb you!" Jia Yapeng wanted to say this and leave immediately.

However, Jia Yapeng didn't know why, but when he saw Mr. Wang, he always had a feeling that he could do it. Therefore, Jia Yapeng hesitated for a while and said, "Mr. Wang, can't you think of other ways? Get a piece of equipment to use? "

"How can I think of other ways? This kind of equipment is at least a hundred thousand dollars. I'm almost a hundred thousand dollars in debt now. Where can I get such equipment for printing? "President Wang's face was full of helplessness and despair.

"Two cents per card!" Jia Yapeng looked at the other party and said calmly, "One hand over the money, and the other hand over the goods. I'll give you as many cards as you give me. As long as you can print them, you'll get the money immediately!"

"Hmm …" CEO Wang looked hesitant and conflicted. He took out a crooked cigarette from his pocket. He bit it in his mouth but did not light it. Instead, he sucked on it with all his might. It seemed that he could smoke a cigarette without using it.

"You really want to give me the money and the goods? And each card costs 2 cents! "CEO Wang's eyes were red. Don't think that 2 cents per card was too cheap. This was the 90s, an era where you could buy a candy or a popsicle with 1 cent.

"I'm honest with you! I can even pay you a thousand dollars as a deposit and order a hundred thousand cards now! " Jia Yapeng was really generous. He took out a thousand dollars directly, which was 150 months of an ordinary worker's salary. Hearing this, Xiaoyi's eyes were red.

"Okay!" President Wang stamped his foot. "I don't need your deposit. I can't promise you when I can give you the money, but it must be within a month!"

"Oh right, what do you want to print? Give me the template!" President Wang said.

"Here!" Jia Yapeng handed the 20 Water Margin Heroes that he had spent two weeks drawing and barely managed to draw to Mr. Wang. It was impossible to draw 108 Water Margin heroes in a short period of time.

"Wow, this thing is so beautiful. No wonder you have to use such an advanced machine. But can this thing really be sold for money?" President Wang looked at Jia Yapeng, puzzled. Then he took the original manuscript seriously, as if it was his life.

"President Jia, do you think President Wang is lying to us? Where did he get the machine to print our things?" Xiaoyi asked in a low voice on the way back.

"There's a way!" Jia Yapeng touched his pocket, but he did not take out a cigarette. He could only touch his nose and say, "Can't we eat steamed eggs without hens laying eggs?"

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