On the 27th day of the 12th lunar month, Wu Yong finally stole half a day and ran to Li Zhicheng's printing factory. There were too many customers at home these days, and Wu Gang himself couldn't stand it. He ran out to visit other leaders and hid for a long time.

Unlike other deserted factories, Hongjin Printing Factory is full of energy inside and outside. Outside are cars coming to pick up high-end and exquisite New Year pictures, and inside are workers working overtime day and night to print new high-end and exquisite New Year pictures.

Li Zhicheng's face was always filled with a strong smile. When he found that the business was good, Li Zhicheng decisively immediately purchased two color printers. Although they were second-hand, they could start working after being pulled over. Now the production capacity of Hongjin Printing Factory's high-end and exquisite New Year pictures has reached 100,000 sets of them all day and night. Even so, the supply is still in short supply.

"It's true that monopoly business is the most profitable!" Looking at the busyness in front of you, Wu Yong couldn't help but sigh. He had heard this sentence many times in his previous life, and he didn't really see it with his own eyes until he was in this life.

In fact, the monopoly of the Red Alert Printing Factory can only be a temporary moment, just like a music greeting card. At the end, there are already people who have counterfeit it, and by next year, there will be more people who have counterfeit it. Once there are more products, the competitiveness will be greater and the price will be cheaper. The most important thing is that if there are more, it will not show its dignity. This is also one of the reasons why music greeting cards have disappeared after two or three years of popularity.

High-end and exquisite New Year pictures are different from music greeting cards. After all, New Year pictures are necessities for daily life, but with many manufacturers, dealers will come to you to ask for goods. I'm afraid that you will have to say good things at that time, so people will sell your things.

When Li Zhicheng saw Wu Yong, he was also very happy. He was no longer entangled with the dealers waiting for goods. He immediately pulled Wu Yong to his office.

There is already an air conditioner in the office, which is much warmer. Li Zhicheng has been in the office for a long time these days, and the weather is very cold and I can't bear it. In Wu Yong's opinion, this air conditioner should have been installed long ago.

The air-conditioned area is different. Wu Yong took off his coat and gloves and lay comfortably on the warm sofa.

"Yongyong, from the 24th to today, we have printed a total of 280,000 exquisite New Year pictures, but now the order has been collected for 500,000, and there are still some orders I dare not accept!"

"It is correct to confiscate it. Our production capacity is limited. I am afraid that by New Year's Eve, there will be a maximum of more than 500,000 sets of production capacity!"

"Yongyong, don't blame my uncle for telling you that since you have such a good idea, why don't you come earlier? We don't have to be busy, and we have made a lot of money even less!"

Li Zhicheng's face showed a sense of "resentment". If he could start printing these New Year's paintings after New Year's Day, he would start printing them even if he had 500,000 or 5 million.

"My uncle, be content and happy. Even if it's a little late, I think we can make a lot of money this time!" Wu Yong smiled bitterly. He was still regretting that Li Zhicheng really didn't open the pot of his hand.

"If we sell all 500,000 sets, we can make about 1.5 million!" When it comes to profits, Li Zhicheng also smiled. The retail price of a high-end New Year painting set is ten yuan, and the cost is only three yuan, but their ex-factory price is six yuan, and the net profit of a set is three yuan, which is of course very generous.

"So much, by the way, my uncle-in-law, are our capital still enough?" Wu Yong was also a little surprised when he heard this number. He thought that the profit this time should be similar to that of the music greeting card, but unexpectedly it was nearly twice as much. Wu Yong himself ignored it. After all, music greeting cards are gifts, but New Year's pictures are necessities for daily life. A beautiful set of New Year's pictures costs only ten yuan, but they can make people feel much better than others.

"Capital!" Li Zhicheng was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter.

"Yongyong, our capital has been recovered long ago. This time, all of them are cash payments. Now we add the deposit we collected, and now we have at least one million cash!"

"If you have enough capital, I'm still worried that my 200,000 yuan is not enough!" Wu Yong made a big mistake and felt a little embarrassed. His business opportunities were all based on his past life experience, so how could he really understand the business affairs?

"Don't worry, mediocre, maybe after this year, you will be a millionaire, and I'm afraid you will still be the smallest millionaire in the country!" Li Zhicheng laughed and said that according to the current sales of 500,000, Wu Yong could get a profit of 750,000, plus the previous 240,000, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a millionaire.

"It's too early to say this. Since there is nothing here, I'll go back first. By the way, there are so many people here now. It's best to hire a group of people to come and see it in case!" Wu Yong stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he reminded him.

"This, okay, I'll let Accountant Wang do this later!" After pondering for a while, Li Zhicheng also felt that what Wu Yong said made sense. After all, there are many people now, so there are no jealousy or those who can't buy the goods will be evil.

Not to mention, Li Zhicheng's preparation was really right. In the afternoon of that day, Accountant Wang brought thirty strong men to form a guard team, all of which were invited for fifty yuan per person every day. Although the year is approaching, these strong men still agreed to it for the sake of money.

The guards hired on the afternoon of the 27th, caught a few thieves in the early morning of the 28th. Finally, Li Zhicheng took a look and found that there had been thousands of sets of high-end New Year paintings that had been lost before, which really made Li Zhicheng angry. At the same time, he secretly thanked that he regarded Wu Yong's words as a breeze, because the thieves caught on No. 28 had 10,000 sets of thieves at that time, and there was a tractor outside to pick them up.

As New Year's Eve approaches, the excitement of Hongjin Printing Factory gradually disappeared. Many people happily pulled high-end New Year's Eve back. Even the day before New Year's Eve, they were confident that they would sell all the New Year's Eve. There were too many monks and too little porridge, and some people were waiting for this batch of goods. Some even didn't buy New Year's Eve at all. They just waited for high-end and exquisite New Year's Eve before they were on the market. Anyway, New Year's Eve couplets were things that were posted only on New Year's Eve.

On the night of New Year's Eve, others were watching the Spring Festival Gala. Li Zhicheng, Hu Ning and accountant Wang Sheng were sorting out their finances in the office. There were also strong bodyguards they hired for 100 yuan a day outside. These days, they all knew that Hongjin Printing Factory had made money. Li Zhicheng followed Wu Yong's instructions and was careful and not short of this little money.

"Manager Li, Manager Hu, we have printed a total of 560,000 sets of exquisite New Year pictures until this morning. I just calculated it. Remove workers' wages and the cost of hiring bodyguards. The actual cost of each set of New Year pictures is 3.1 yuan, the wholesale price is 6 yuan, and the actual profit should be around 1.6 million yuan. The specific actual profit must be checked after I have all verified it!"

"Okay, I understand, Accountant Wang, thank you for your hard work these days, and you haven't had a good New Year's Eve. This is the hard work for you. Let's go back for the New Year!" Li Zhicheng took out a thick envelope and handed it to Wang Sheng's hand. Wang Sheng's eyes were squeezed into a crack by the smile on his face. After being an accountant for so many years, he could guess that this pack of money would be at least 10,000 yuan.

"Then I'll go back first, Manager Li!" Wang Sheng stood up and bent down slightly. Wang Sheng was happy and sighed. Young Master Wu Yong from the mayor's family is really a God of Wealth. Two ideas have earned him a bonus of 15,000 in a few months. This money is his salary for nearly three years.

"Well, go back!" Li Zhicheng nodded, and his eyes fell on the safe again. It seemed that he would stay in the factory this year. There was 2 million yuan in cash in the safe, and he was worried about putting it here alone.

(Thanks to carlwang, z.y.x.tzy2004 for the flowers sent by three friends, especially carlwang, thank you for your support to Xiaoyu)
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