Chapter 2201
A $3 Thank You Fee
"Our factory is located near the port, which will make future exports convenient."
We've had a pretty good working relationship on the last few occasions.
So the leaders hoped that Principal He could put in a good word for us and get the order placed in Tianjin. ..." The middle-aged man who said this was fat and had a Buddha-like smile on his face.
He Yuzhu only knew that the other party's surname was Zhang, that he used to work at the Tianjin Wei Electric Rice Cooker Factory, and that he had probably been promoted to a position in the local area.
Needless to say, they're here to solicit orders.
They were hoping that the CNC college could outsource the order for those ten thousand doors to Tianjin for production.
He Yuzhu also laughed heartily and said, "Our cooperation last time went very well. I was very impressed by your factory's pursuit of excellence in product quality."
However, I only have the right to make suggestions, not the right to make decisions, regarding this matter.
All I can say is that I will try my best, as for how the higher-ups will consider it.
That's not something I can decide on my own.
He Yuzhu is now a seasoned veteran in the workplace.
Of course, this is because the methods used by the person surnamed Zhang on the other end are some of the simplest tricks in the workplace.
Therefore, He Yuzhu handled the situation with ease.
This wasn't the first time someone had come looking for He Yuzhu; people from Shanghai and Nanjing had also come looking for him.
He Yuzhu is now considered a well-known figure in the domestic and international trade circles.
The products he leads are not necessarily those with the largest single order amount, nor are they necessarily the most profitable.
But it must be the one with the longest sustainable development.
For example, He Yuzhu started from a farm, and the products he mainly produced, such as rice cookers, toys, and televisions, have consistently received orders over the years, and the orders have been quite stable.
Given the local shortage of foreign exchange, He Yuzhu was seen as a golden goose by those people.
They all wished they could hold him in their arms and hide him in their own homes.
"Take it easy, take it easy. It's not very convenient right now, and it might have a bad influence."
"Next time you visit Beijing, I'll treat you to a meal." He Yuzhu shook the other person's hand and saw them out of the office.
He made it very clear in his words.
Personal relationships are personal relationships, and business is business.
In personal relationships, he might invite the other person to dinner.
After all, when Zhang worked at the rice cooker factory, He Yuzhu's family never lacked dried seafood during the Chinese New Year.
This person knows how to get along with people.
No wonder the other party was able to obtain an important leadership position.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent him to Beijing to snatch food from the jaws of death.
He was certainly not naive enough to think that as long as he could persuade He Yuzhu, things would be done.
They must have other plans.
"Principal, great news! Great news! Another telegram has been sent from the Canton Fair..." Comrade Xiao Qian shouted to He Yuzhu as soon as he came up the stairs, holding a telegram.
It's obvious that Comrade Xiao Qian was hit on the head by a windfall while walking, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his composure like this.
"Ahem..." He Yuzhu coughed in dissatisfaction, and Xiao Qian's ecstatic expression came to an abrupt halt.
He nodded to the man surnamed Zhang, then said solemnly to He Yuzhu, "Principal, I have something to report to you."
"Come into my office and wait."
I escorted Zhang Chuchang downstairs. He Yuzhu also put on a serious face, pretending to be serious.
What is a serious face?
Besides a blank expression, eye contact is very important. It must be a scrutinizing gaze looking down at the other person.
Fortunately, Comrade Xiao Qian is not very tall, which makes it easier for He Yuzhu to strike this high-class pose.
"Principal He, please wait a moment. We welcome you to visit us again sometime and offer some guidance to the hundreds of thousands of people in our Binhai District." The man surnamed Zhang had actually been itching to do so ever since he heard Comrade Xiao Qian's words.
Even after returning to the guesthouse, he could still find out what kind of "satellite" the CNC Academy's school-run factory had launched.
But now there is a great opportunity for him to listen in from outside the door.
Although this action may seem uncivilized, he didn't intend to do anything bad; he just wanted to share He Yuzhu's happiness as soon as possible.
He felt there was nothing wrong with it.
"Principal, a real estate developer in Australia has ordered 50,000 security doors from us, and also..."
Mr. Huo's real estate company on Hong Kong Island also owns 50,000 units, and even has retractable gates...
A Malaysian company is thinking of reaching a preliminary cooperation agreement with us, wanting to become the exclusive agent for our 'PP' doors in... ..." A series of order numbers came out of Xiao Qian's mouth.
He Yuzhu showed no excitement whatsoever.
That's quite normal. The one in Australia is probably another He family. He and Mr. Huo placed this order probably because they were grateful to He Yuzhu for reminding them that silver prices were about to skyrocket.
Whether they invest or not, that news is worth tens of millions of US dollars for both companies right now.
Spending three to five million US dollars to support He Yuzhu is just a matter of courtesy.
Moreover, both companies have their own real estate companies, and they can easily absorb 50,000 units.
The He and HU families are far superior to Lou Xiao'e.
Lou Xiao'e and He Yuzhu ordered 10,000 sets; they were treating it as a business transaction.
We need to promote our products and services and compete with other brands in Hong Kong.
Problems can be identified and reported immediately, allowing He Yuzhu to make timely improvements.
As for the He and HU families, at worst they'll just order over three million worth of goods, which will be completely useless and sold off as junk.
To put it bluntly, the family spent over three million US dollars on this person, He Yuzhu.
It has nothing to do with business.
What's going on with this Malaysian ** Trading Company?
"Their area is a source of valuable timber, so why would they want to cooperate with us?" He Yuzhu was more interested in the latter two companies.
A Malaysian trading company is looking to secure agency rights for several small Southeast Asian countries.
Xiao Qian shook his head in confusion. If He Yuzhu didn't know, he was even less sure.
"By the way, the owner of that trading company is surnamed Zhu," Xiao Qian said after carefully examining the contents of the telegram again.
"Surname Zhu?"
I don't know him; he was probably introduced by a friend.
However, this is also a good thing for our school-run factory.
Xiao Qian, could you please speak to the entire teaching staff and ask them to expedite the talent selection process?
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"Even if we can't swallow this whole piece of meat, we have to take the biggest bite out of it." He Yuzhu shook his head; he really didn't know any boss surnamed Zhu from Malaysia.
However, he did have some plans for the work to come.
The larger the order, the greater the benefit for their factory.
Putting everything else aside, this deal involves two door manufacturers and eight million US dollars, regardless of who becomes the contract manufacturer.
At least five million in profit should go to the CNC Academy, right?
The official exchange rate for exchanging US dollars for our small change is 1:1.5.
But in reality, eight million US dollars can be exchanged for thirty million in small change on the black market.
Of course, there aren't that many large bookmakers now. (End of Chapter)