National Tide 1980.

Chapter 310 Chaos

A week after the sewing club opened, Ning Weimin happily ran back to No. 2 courtyard of Fan'er Hutong.

This is because the clothing wholesale business is booming and operating normally.

Not only the self-employed people on the street have found it again, but they continue to ask for goods from the aunts in the neighborhood committee.

Neighbors' networks are also intact.

Cheap stock products are very popular in various units. Many people buy enough for themselves and buy for relatives and friends.

Many people even made the "second batch" spontaneously, asking for more than a dozen or dozens of pieces.

So in just a few days, Aunt Bian and Luo Guangliang paid back tens of thousands of yuan for Ning Weimin.

Of course this kid has to come to collect the money from selling clothes.

But more importantly, Ning Weimin also wanted to have a good talk with Luo Guangliang.

Because Luo Guangliang is the key to his next step, to expand the territory of his business empire.

So that night, while waiting for Kang Shude to get off work, Ning Weimin and Luo Guangliang, who was busy with dinner in the small kitchen after pedaling, chatted naturally.

"Guang Liang, is it easy to do the work of riding a tricycle now? Why do I feel that there are more and more tricycles waiting for the job at the train station?"

"That's not true. Anyone who can get a tricycle dares to go there now. Retired workers, those who didn't get along very well in the unit, and unemployed young people waiting for distribution on the street, all rushed up. So now it's more difficult to get a job. In the past, it was much worse, especially at night, it was extremely chaotic."

"Huh? Really? Really?"

Ning Weimin was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened.

He really didn't expect this situation.

He originally said this purely for the sake of attracting others and paving the way for his next words.

How did I know that I was stunned by mistake.

"That's right. I still remember that when I first started doing this three months ago, I didn't fight or snatch, and I just relied on passengers to come and find them. I can get a dozen jobs by waiting for a day. At most, even Counting all the people I met along the way, I can do more than 30 jobs a day, and there is almost no idle time. It is impossible to do this now. If you don’t take the initiative to greet business, the guests at the train station will not be able to pull them. Someone else took it."

However, Luo Guangliang did not doubt him, he thought that Ning Weimin was really concerned about the situation at the train station.

So while cutting meat on the chopping board with a kitchen knife, he kept talking and continued to talk in detail.

"By the way, last Sunday afternoon, a foreigner who thought about rickshaw addiction appeared at the train station. You won't believe me when I tell you. At that time, there were five cars besieging people together and vying for business. As a result, the situation was overwhelming. The foreigner ran away in fright, and no one got in the car. The five haulers got into a fight, so there was a rift between them, and they became enemies."

"Why? It's not because it's a sweet job. Everyone knows that they want to grab their own hands. If you do this once, you will have to pull other jobs several times."

"Let me tell you, these five are almost all newcomers. Many of them don't have a license, and they don't even care about it. They don't even sell the face of the old people. From the bottom of my heart, I don't think about working for a long time, just Go away just to get some money."

"Like the first two days, there was a boy who took a foreigner from the train station to Yong'anli. I heard that the road was more than three miles away. He took him around Dongdan for an hour and a half, and finally blackmailed him ten times. It’s really a one-off deal. It turns out that this kind of thing also happens, but it’s really not so dark.”

"What's this called? It's called having only money in their eyes, and a piece of mouse droppings ruined a pot of porridge. In the end, they filed a lawsuit, but those of us with licenses were unlucky. The big guy took the blame for him and was investigated by the superiors." After a long walk, I was organized to study for a day..."

Don't say it, it's depressing enough.

But it is the inevitable law of market development.

Where there is money to be made, especially where it can be made quickly, there will inevitably be an influx of random people.

If the management cannot keep up, there will be chaos.

What's wrong?

If there is chaos, it must be cured, and if it is cured, there will be chaos again.

The cycle goes on and on until the management system, management experience and personnel allocation gradually catch up, and the market situation will stabilize.

This is a process that has lasted for decades, and it is the same in any market, and it is all from informal to formal in this way.

Even Ning Weimin has no good solution.

"Yo, brother, your income has dropped a lot because of this, right?"

Ning Weimin asked with concern.

But to his surprise, Luo Guangliang's face not only showed no depression, but a smug smile.

"I'm actually okay. Thanks to you, with the support of your colleagues in the Chongwenmen Hotel, and your work in the fasting palace, I don't need to get involved in such a whirlpool of right and wrong."

"It's just that a few of my brothers have been affected. With your words, I can't give them the work of the fasting palace. Their income is much lower than before. But fortunately these two days, I also came up with There is a way. It is to let the people under me divide the work and cooperate."

"I specially arranged for the two of them not to pull the car, and ran to the exit of the train station to wait. When the train arrived, I saw passengers from other places who were inconvenient to carry bags. They would meet with them face-to-face as soon as possible to do business. The negotiation was completed. Just take the big and small bags to our car, and everyone will pay a penny in the end."

"In this way, we don't have to compete with others in the square, and it's the most efficient, and the car will be empty soon. Although it's hard work, each job earns less. But in terms of total If you earn more money, everyone will have enough to eat.”

It has to be said that Luo Guangliang really used his brain.

Because of this, Ning Weimin was even more sure that he saw the right person.

Luo Guangliang actually has a talent for doing business, and he is the most suitable partner for him right now.

"Guang Liang, your method is really good. You quietly took the lead and gained the advantage. It's like Sun Tzu's art of war."

Ning Weimin boasted first, then asked him again.

"Hey, how many brothers do you have by your side now?"

Luo Guangliang blurted out without thinking.

"Five or six. But a couple of them don't come here very often. They're all working people. They just work every night and Sunday."

"Three or four people who followed you every day, right? Do they all obey you?"

"Hey, it's about the same. In fact, it's not a matter of dissatisfaction. It's just a few poor buddies huddling together to keep warm and want to earn a living together. It’s never a loss in terms of money.”

"Oh, brother. You are really humble. There are not many people like you. You are fair and have a big picture. This is an excellent leader. Your brothers are blessed."

"Hey, don't say that, how can I compare with you? Someone like you is really capable and convincing. Don't say that the people in our yard are in your glory, even the streets are different. Few people have benefited from you. In ancient times, you are such a great person as Meng Changjun."

Look at those who are rushing to talk, they are already a bit flattering to each other.

For this reason, both Ning Weimin and Luo Guangliang couldn't help laughing tacitly.

Afterwards, Ning Weimin asked again, "Then you brothers, are there any who like to cause trouble and cause trouble?"

This question made Luo Guangliang hesitate, and his subordinates stopped working.

(End of this chapter)