Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 311 321 [Seize the day and night]

Hong Kong, Yuen Long ---
Song Zhichao took Huo Qilin, Dasha, Curly Hair and Chicken Jing together, and looked at the rolling warehouse in front of him, and finally a stone fell in his heart.

Ever since he swallowed all kinds of rubbish worth tens of millions, including clothing, hats, shoes, canned food, and alcohol, Song Zhichao had to rent a factory in Yuen Long, a relatively remote place in Hong Kong, as a temporary warehouse in order to store these goods.

As Song Zhichao's subordinates, Huo Qilin and the others started to get busy and didn't sleep well for almost a week, either on the way to receive the goods or in the warehouse where the goods were unloaded.

As the marketing director of the new company, Huo Qilin is responsible for counting the specific quantity of the goods; as the warehouse supervisor of the new company, Dasha and others are responsible for loading and unloading the goods, and almost all eating and drinking are done in the warehouse.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, who were originally Song Zhichao's bodyguards, were appointed by Song Zhichao as security supervisors to be responsible for the safety of this batch of goods, preventing people from stealing, preventing fires and floods from happening.

For Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, they always felt that doing so would be a bit overkill. No one wants these old clothes and cans. If they are useful, they are the drinks. Jin Jiu, Niu Xiong and others tasted them. not bad.

Therefore, there is no need to take care of these things so carefully. Just find a few dogs and tie them to the warehouse door.

As for Huo Qilin, Dasha and the others, although they work very hard and seem to be willing to work hard, but after working for a few days, they still have some regrets in their hearts. They feel that they may have made a mistake in the original choice. How good it is, now I'm exhausted, and I can't see the annual salary of one million - how much is this pile of rubbish worth?

About 130 million pieces of old clothes and shoes;
There are about 73 canned products of various varieties;

All kinds of foreign wine, whiskey, brandy, vodka, etc., totaling about 85 bottles;
In addition, there are other compressed foods and puffed foods, about 110 million servings;
Even Huo Qilin secretly calculated that Song Zhichao spent almost 1000 million to 500 million to acquire these garbage. If he used this money to do other businesses, he would definitely make a lot of money.

It can be said that since the establishment of "Wanda Import and Export Trading Company", people's hearts have been floating, mainly because Song Zhichao's collection of garbage is too chilling.Everyone didn't know why he collected so much rubbish, Song Zhichao didn't open his mouth to explain, just let them do it.

Today, almost all the garbage in Hong Kong has been collected and piled up in these warehouses in Yuen Long.

……

At this moment, in the warehouse——
All kinds of canned food and wine piled up like mountains.

Everyone sat on the canned box to rest, and the thinking that had been oppressed by work became active again. When everyone was resting, it was inevitable to say some irrelevant gossip.

"We're going to die, we've really become lechers!"

"Exactly! I've worked so hard and don't know what's the use of collecting so much fun!"

"There are so many canned food and foreign wine, even if we eat and drink for several lifetimes, we will not be able to finish them all!"

"Boss Song won't really let us eat these fun colors?"

Just when everyone complained——
"Who told you to eat these fun things?" Song Zhichao suddenly appeared in front of everyone with a smile as he spoke.

The Dasha who complained just now was startled, jumped up from the box he was sitting on, grabbed the hair on his head with his hands, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, boss, I was the one who broke my mouth, what I said just now I said so."

Song Zhichao just smiled, glanced at Dasha, who had lost a lot of weight these days and was as dirty as a gray mouse, patted him on the shoulder to let him sit down, and said, "Although I am your boss, I am It’s not some veteran landowner who oppresses tenants, and it’s not a chicken crowing in the middle of the night—so don’t worry, what I promise you will definitely be fulfilled!”

Dasha scratched his hair, "Boss, you said we all understand these things, but—" He glanced at the piles of old things around him, "Are these things worth money? We're afraid that we won't be able to sell them in mainland China. In the hands, that would be miserable!"

"Who said I'm going to take it to the mainland?" Song Zhichao asked back, opened a box of cans casually, took out a can of beef cans from inside, and said in his hand, "These cans are still edible, but they will expire soon. I'm a mainlander, so of course I won't harm my compatriots!"

"On the contrary——" Song Zhichao put the can back into the box, "I want to get a million similar things from the mainland, mainly canned food and wine——our canned beef, and Red Star Erguotou, those are all good thing!"

The Soviet Union is now facing social turmoil and a shortage of living supplies. The Soviets like to drink alcohol and eat meat the most. Erguotou is the spirit that suits their taste the most, and canned beef is the most sought after by them. A sip of canned wine can make them forget everything.

But according to Dasha's intelligence, he couldn't understand Song Zhichao's words at all, so he had no choice but to ask Jin Jiu, Niu Xiong and Huo Qilin for help.

It's a pity that Jin Jiu and the others don't know what Song Zhichao is selling. Now that they are not satisfied with collecting so many old things in Hong Kong, they still want to buy them in mainland China?

Seeing everyone's puzzled faces, Song Zhichao smiled, opened another box of puffed food, unpacked a bag, tasted it, spit it out and said, "Don't look at me with such eyes, in fact, I have already started to do it." Done, I asked Qi Wanda to do all I can to buy over there, and it is estimated that there are millions of second-hand items in stock now."

In fact, Song Zhichao didn't say a few words.

Today's mainland seems to have become the world's manufacturing factory, especially the southern region, which is a key area of ​​manufacturing and processing industries. There are various clothing factories, shoe and hat factories, canning factories, biscuit factories, melon seed factories, etc. There are countless.It is also because of this that many people in the mainland like to go south to work, and even Song Zhichao himself is a migrant worker working in the south.

As a wage earner who came to Hong Kong from the south, Song Zhichao clearly knows that it is much easier to acquire these old things in the mainland than in Hong Kong, not to mention the plethora of private canneries, garment factories, wine factories, just those huge state-owned enterprises. The canned food, wine, and food are extremely cheap and high quality. They are overstocked in the warehouse and only need to spend a little money. You can even invite the relevant person in charge to have a drink of wine and a meal of meat, and it can be easily settled.

According to Qi Wanda's reply to Song Zhichao, "Then it is no different from Bai Jian!"

Yes, it is similar to Bai Jian.

In this era, labor is cheap and costs are cheap, so the products produced are very cheap.As Song Zhichao's mainland agent, Qi Wanda is also a well-known cheater. It is not easy to help buy some of these backlogs. Therefore, after receiving Song Zhichao's order, he quickly hoarded hundreds of cars. Second-hand goods - canned fruit, canned beef, Erguotou liquor, Laobaigan, compressed biscuits, and poorly packaged potato cakes, corn cakes, etc.

After hearing Song Zhichao's words, Jin Jiu and the others were all stupefied. They felt that Boss Song might really be crazy, and all the garbage was sent to the country-Nimma, it's hard to think about not dying now.

"I know what you are all thinking, wondering if I am crazy. Well, I am indeed crazy, because soon you will know that not only I am crazy, but the whole world is going crazy." Song Zhichao said There was something in it, but he didn't explain it clearly. He habitually took out a cigarette and wanted to light it.

Jin Jiu coughed and pointed to the big slogan on the wall.

Song Zhichao looked up and saw "No Fireworks" written on it.

Jin Jiu said, "I'm in charge of this..."

Song Zhichao smiled and put the cigarette back. Not only was he not annoyed by Jin Jiu's responsible attitude, but he also appreciated it.

"In short, the task I assigned to you, you just have to work hard, and I will definitely fulfill the one million annual salary by the end of the year!" Song Zhichao suddenly raised his voice, "Now we don't fight for the sun and the moon, but for the day and night! Because we are running out of time—— "Song Zhichao's eyes were deep, and for the first time a solemn expression appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)