In the tavern, Li Hao was smoking a cigarette. Now he knows why there is a saying that investment is not something that Shanhaiguan is not allowed. In this place where rights are unscrupulous and unrestrained, it is too difficult to truly be a physical entity.

"I haven't been here for a whole morning, why did such a big thing happen? What do you want to do next?" Fang Qiang took a sip of wine and sat opposite Li Hao.

"The things have been done, and Beijing has found an agent. If you want to do such a small fuss, you can't do it. I want to do it in your uncle's food factory first.

Of course, the process of making must be done by Yue Ling and the others. I rented a house nearby, and the cooked things will be delivered to your uncle's factory, and you and Jin Meishan will be responsible for the final packaging.

Sister Zhang and Yue Ling are responsible for the boiling process. We must find a factory as soon as possible and then recruit workers to expand production."

"What should they do if they are in trouble? I really want to drive Yue Ling?"

"Qianzi! We can't do anything like this. If we want to get things done, we have to run a regular business. If it really doesn't work, we will move to Beijing. It's close to Beijing and transportation is convenient."

"That's true! Just do what you said, I've heard that our demobilization and resettlement is about to begin. My family asked someone to ask me to go to the Public Security Bureau, but they would have to get 70,000 yuan."

"Seventy thousand yuan is not bad, will the person who asks me?" Li Hao knew that there were many scammers these days. Some people cheat others of money under the banner of helping people find jobs. Especially in places like Northeast China that particularly advocate institutionalization, there are many such things.

"It was my second uncle who helped me, so there should be no problem. I don't want to pay the money, but my dad has to let me go, and I can't do anything."

"It's good to have a stable job, so it's easy to find a partner in the future." Li Hao teased.

This guy found a good wife in his later generations. He was already at the level of a director at the age of 40. He was the fastest-progressing comrades among his comrades.

"And! We still lack a partner?" Fang Qiang looked smug.

No! Could it be that this guy knows the director’s daughter now? It seems that this should be the matter after he was assigned to the Public Security Bureau!

Just when I was about to ask Fang Qiang what was going on, my phone rang.

In the noisy small restaurant, many people were looking at this table. Many people were puzzled. People who could afford mobile phones actually came to such small shops?

"Brother Liu, yes! There is no problem with the license and license. I will send you a copy of the business license and trademark registration! If you want the goods? How much do you want? Oh, okay! I will arrange for someone to deliver the goods tomorrow." Li Hao slowly put down the phone.

Fang Qiang looked at Li Hao in a daze, waiting for Li Hao to put down his phone: "How about it? How much goods do you want?"

Li Hao raised two fingers: "This number?"

"Two boxes? No! Twenty boxes?" Fang Qiang's eyes shone. One box is priced at 16, and twenty boxes are 3,000 yuan. For them who have no job, this is a lot of money.

"Two hundred boxes!" Li Hao couldn't believe that this was true. He sold 200 boxes in just two days. He had to hurry up and produce, otherwise the inventory would not last a few days.

"Two hundred boxes, 30,000..." Fang Qiang almost jumped up excitedly.

"You can speak softly!" Li Hao saw that everyone around him was looking at him.

"Thirty thousand! I've sent it, we've sent it." Although the households of 10,000 yuan are no longer very new these days, 10,000 yuan is still a big sum for ordinary working-class people.

After a few people worked hard for more than a month, their first business was 32,000 yuan.

"The capital market is still big!" Li Hao sighed, and it turns out that the capital market is a treasure pot.

Liu Jingdong didn't expect that the order would come so quickly. This is all thanks to the advertisements made by Li Hao on the radio, especially Mr. Guo's lyrics.

I won’t accept gifts during the holiday this year! I won’t accept gifts! I will only accept seaweed! Seaweed and seaweed!

Many people hear this playful advertisement while riding a taxi. Many taxi drivers even hummed in tune.

Li Hao’s guess is correct. In this year, the car owner is actually the main force in listening to radio stations. They are impatient to listen to those medical advertisements, but storytelling, crosstalk, and harvest recordings are popular among everyone.

Although Mr. Zhao's sketch has been watched countless times on TV and has memorized it, it still doesn't prevent everyone from smiling knowingly when they listen to it again.

In the middle of these programs, a short ten-second advertisement was broadcast, which is something that anyone could accept. This advertisement attracted people to hate, but it was the best function, and almost everyone could remember the advertising slogans.

"This advertisement is not from Yu Han's friend!"

"It's Yuhan's friend, or I'm an advertisement for the radio station. I don't know where he found such a person, and he sang it strangely, and he sang it strangely." When Sister Hu heard the slogan, she couldn't help but lightly.

"I gave Lao Zhou two boxes of Dali Seaweed. This old guy called me yesterday and told me to ask for two more boxes. Please ask Yuhan's friend if there are any more, let's buy two boxes." Ye Jinfeng was driving while talking to his wife in the passenger seat.

"Don't mention it! Last time I said I bought ten boxes, the boy took the money on the surface, but before leaving, he left it and left it in my mother's bedside table and sent me a text message.

Why do I have the nerve to care about others? Otherwise, we can call this to order two boxes. Anyway, it’s the Chinese New Year, and it’s a good deal to give this thing, and it’s also of good quality and good. “Miss Hu has been moisturized well these two days, her skin is white and red, and she is full of collagen. It seems that she has been several years younger all of a sudden!

"Then call and buy a few more boxes. It's the Chinese New Year, and many people want to deliver things."

"This thing was not given to me by the boy from the Ye family that day. It turned out that it was sold. I thought it was a foreign product." Lao Zhou also drove while listening to Shan Tianfang's storytelling. The advertisements that were inserted today aroused his interest.

"Why don't you buy a few boxes?" Old Zhou's wife seemed to be even more excited than Old Zhou.

Old Zhou is fifty years old this year, and one foot has already stepped into the threshold of the elderly. It is normal for him to be unable to do anything at this time, but as the saying goes, thirty years old is like a wolf and forty years. His wife is the youngest woman in his fifteenth age, who is like a wolf and a tiger.

"How many phone calls?"

"Three, six, five, eight, look at your memory." Old Zhou's wife gave Lao Zhou a angrily glance.

"Hey, is it the Dali seaweed distribution office? I want five boxes of seaweed, where are you? Oh! Delivery to your door, and you need the address. The address is…!"
Chapter completed!