"I was familiar with this place before Chunyu clothing came in."

Yang Xiaole knew what the other party meant.

There was no dissatisfaction, and he said calmly.

The middle-aged man believed that he was familiar with this place, but as for the rest, he didn't think much about it.

"Brother Chunlai, there is nothing valuable inside. They are all small things that can be produced by hand. They are cheap and the profit is not big..." Yang Xiaole's sweat has already soaked your clothes, and he doesn't want to continue shopping.

Liu Chunlai glared at him, "Little thing? Not much profit?"

"It's not big, most things are only a few cents..." Boss Yang now looks down on him anymore.

Even if you really have to earn a cent, you have to at least cents.

After all, their exports of socks and the like are only a few dozen cents.

The middle-aged stall owner was on the side, looking disdainful.

The young man in front of him is afraid that he doesn’t know how much these small commodities can earn after they become larger.

"No matter how high the profit is, the profit will be great if the scale is increased. Just like our copper buckle, if a penny of profit is a profit of tens of thousands in a year!"

Liu Chun said.

Yang Xiaole disagreed.

He really doesn't like tens of thousands of dollars.

Last year, he got more than 300,000 yuan...

"The copper buckle does not have a penny profit, and the material cost is almost one cent!" The middle-aged stall owner immediately explained anxiously.

Just kidding, if the other party thinks the cost is only one cent, and in the end, continue to lower the price, the business will definitely not be completed.

I was anxious before, the price quoted was low...

The last one gave, a button that even had a profit of less than 3 cents.

"The cost of a cent of materials? How did you do it?!" Liu Chunlai was a little shocked.

When it comes to his own interests, the middle-aged stall owner just smiled honestly and did not explain in detail.

This made Liu Chunlai's curiosity even stronger.

Guo Fengyun’s Hongxing Machinery Factory only has one cent and four cents per particle, which is 40% higher than the material cost.

As the scale of clothing production expands, the amount is used in this regard.

Once you calculate, it's even more amazing.

When it comes to export, there must be no defects in quality.

Even if Chunyu Clothing is sold in China, the quality control is very strict, which is completely different from other manufacturers that do not consider long-term interests and have never thought about cultivating brands.

Various metal jewelry and parts naturally cannot have quality problems.

If Jiangnan shoe factory needs small metal parts, the number of required quantities will be larger.

Guo Fengyun’s factory can settle nearly one million yuan in payment every year from Chunyu Clothing.

The profit is also quite large.

"Or why don't we go to our factory to see the situation first? Let's talk in detail after reading it."

I visited a market for more than three hours.

Liu Chun saw that there were buttons on many stalls in front of him, and knew why the middle-aged stall owner was in a hurry to let them leave.

I went up to see the products of several stalls, which were almost the same. Even the stall owner knew the person beside me. Although I smiled, I did not show too obvious behavior of robbing customers.

This made Liu Chunlai's interested eyes stay with their stall owner for a long time.

A coalition formed?

Similarly, Liu Chunlai was more curious about the reason why the other party dared to give such a low offer.

How is the cost controlled?

"Let's go, there's really nothing to visit here."

Yang Xiaole and the others have long been impatient.

Seeing the few people agree, the middle-aged stall owner immediately became happy, and his originally heavy steps instantly became lighter.

He led a few people to the outside of the market.

Passing by his stall, he said to the middle-aged woman who was arguing with the guests about the price: "Azhen, I will take these comrades to the factory to see, you can look at the stall first."

Recommended, it’s really good, it’s worth pretending. After all, there are many books, all books, and quick updates!

The woman nodded without answering, but made a concession to the customer on the total price.

After all, nowadays, customers only buy a few plastic buttons.

Outside the market, there are special parking places.

Looking at his car, the stall owner realized and looked at Liu Chunlai and his group awkwardly.

He only had one on an old three-wheeled bike!

All of the goods and buckets are hand-made.

At first glance, I bought a bicycle, and then made some parts by myself, which turned it into a three-wheeled one.

Tian Mingfa ignored him and spoke in a cadre-like manner: "You ride a tricycle and lead the way, and we drive behind you."

The middle-aged stall owner was a little surprised: "You drove here?"

"Is it possible to walk?"

Tian Mingfamai gave him a curious look.

The middle-aged stall owner then realized that he had seen the cadre holding the car key in his hand and scratching his head awkwardly.

At first he thought that this guy was probably just a tool he used to cheat.

Even now, I still don't believe it.

Until Liu Chunlai and his group got on the side of the car covered with dust and four small circles on the front of the car, their eyes lit up.

Sure enough, the other party is a powerful boss.

Can a scammer drive a car to cheat?

I didn't continue talking nonsense, and rode my bike in front of me to lead the way.

The so-called "not far" is not far, indeed not far.

The middle-aged stall owner rode a tricycle and it took him more than an hour to arrive.

Tian Mingfa drove the car and followed the slowly sleek tricycle. His already unhappy mood was even less beautiful. He not only cursed and complained about why Liu Chunlai wasted his time.

Liu Chunlai ignored him at all.

This dog usually uses his brain to be clever.

Along the way, I kept wondering how the other party would reduce the cost.

"Is this your factory?"

When the car stopped, Tian Mingfa felt fooled.

Does this have anything to do with the factory?

Just a farm yard!

But the walls are a little higher and the yard is covered with sheds.

"Yes, this is my factory. There are 18 punch machines and two injection molding machines... The production capacity is relatively strong nearby."

The middle-aged stall owner proudly introduced.

Are 18 punch machines considered strong?

Tian Mingfa felt that his IQ was insulted.

Yang Xiaole has never been interested in production companies, "Do you have food to eat? It's already over at a loss."

He really wanted to find a place to eat.

When I got here in the morning, I took a few random calls.

"We have a canteen here, so I'll arrange someone to do it right away..."

Liu Chunlai looked calm and did not care about the middle-aged man's attitude, so he followed him into the yard.

Outside, you could hear the constant "bang" sounds coming from the yard, and the sound of the punch mold closing and stamping metal parts.

Very noisy.

It's also wonderful.

There is a rain shelter above the yard. The surrounding walls are not very high, and the above is not connected to the awning. It is more than one meter away, making the yard very bright.
To be continued...