Chapter 104 Call Tangge

Chapter 104 Call Tangge

Chapter 104 Call Tangge

Daizijun looks like a second-generation rich kid, but he is very clear-headed. He believes that as long as he can make money, he is a good brother. Don't just call him Brother Tang, you should call him Master Tang. People who were born into a gangster family know better why they are in the gang.

It's not about brotherhood, it's not about doing evil, it's about making money!

Being violent and violent, fighting and killing are just means.

He only knows how to fight and kill, and will be a gangster all his life!

Yin Zhaotang chuckled and laughed wantonly and ostentatiously, "Tiao, Young Master Jun is worthy of his family's knowledge. He knows how to do business and how to be a man. There are twelve elders in the group, and each elder is responsible for a hall and manages the business of an industry."

"Black, white, gray, anything to make money, Master Jun's family is in the clothing wholesale business, right?"

There are many halls in Hetu, but due to the nature of the trade union in the early years, the power of the halls is relatively weak. The twelve elders are in charge of one industry each, which is equivalent to controlling one way of making money.

All the gangs that follow them for a living must listen to the elders.

The leader selected from the final twelve elders often has money and troops, and can also indirectly influence the people's livelihood in a region through industry influence.

The title of “Hutchison Emperor” sounds arrogant, but it does have some substance.

"Twenty thousand pairs of sneakers, are they enough to become Jun Shao's boss?"

Daizijun's amiable face immediately turned fierce, and he cursed without any hesitation: "Your mother, how much money can you make from 20,000 pairs of sneakers? Do you think I'm a beggar?"

"I make hundreds of thousands of dollars selling stockings every month at the stall."

"Twenty thousand pairs a month!" Yin Zhaotang reiterated.

Daizijun immediately stopped talking and resumed drinking his milk tea, with a thoughtful look on his face. With 20,000 pairs of sneakers a month and a profit of 10 yuan per pair, that would be a profit of 200,000 Hong Kong dollars.

He could make two million dollars a year for free and let Lao Zhong's people sell goods on Tung Choi Street and Nathan Road.

"Shenxiantang, 20,000 pairs of sneakers per month, are you so kind?"

"I heard that your shoe factory only produces 30,000 to 40,000 pieces a month. If you give me half of it, you'll starve!" Daizijun looked at Shenxiantang with suspicion.

The reputation of the Double Flowered Red Stick is well-known, and the martial arts champion with a small name should not be underestimated.

He was taught from a young age that there is no such thing as a free lunch and that benefits that come easily may be the result of someone's mischief.

"Master Jun, we are all Hongmen brothers, and harmony is the most important thing. Although Lao Zhong is from the Chaozhou Gang, and the word Yi was used before, if He Ji doesn't mind, when I take the position of leader in the future, I will change it to He Zhong Yi, or He Jing Zhong Yi. Doesn't it sound like a wife who just married into the family?"

"Twenty thousand pairs of sneakers, not a single pair will be missing, but it may be a little different from what Young Master Jun thinks." Yin Zhaotang felt that there were more people eyeing the sneaker business than just Hetu.

Hetu is a man of great wealth and power, so he has to do things with dignity, but people with one ear may not make it easy for him.

You have to be on guard against others. If the factory that Lao Zhong bought for 5 million fails, it means Lao Zhong is incompetent. If it succeeds, it may be Lao Zhong's job. There are too many losers in the underworld who can't stand others doing well.

There is something to talk about with Daizijun, but there is absolutely nothing to talk about with Taizirong.

Hetu's brand is famous again. It is better to have it as a support than to have enemies everywhere. You can gamble once or twice in life, but you can't gamble every time, because you will lose if you gamble for a long time.

With the blessing of Guandi, it is help from heaven, but even those who are helped by heaven must still help themselves.

On the way here, Yin Zhaotang had already thought of how to cooperate with Daizi Jun. Seeing that Daizi Jun had already gotten into his rhythm, he said, "I'll place an order for 20,000 pairs of shoes and have them made by Jun Shao's leather bag factory. The labor cost for a pair of shoes is 35 yuan, and I can still make more than 200,000 yuan every month."

"My brothers Lao Zhong will not scold Jun Shao for stealing food, but will thank Jun Shao for helping them and getting more goods."

Daizijun said nothing, just drank his milk tea and thought to himself.

The fear in his eyes gradually dissipated, revealing a very interested expression, and he smiled: "Shenxian Tang, Brother Tang, are you really not afraid that the sneakers will not sell well?" "In business, only those who work hard can win. Call me Brother Tang, and I will never treat you unfairly." Yin Zhaotang responded.

Daizijun winked at the younger brother next to him, who stepped forward to release Ah King and helped him stand up. Ah King had been kneeling on the ground for several hours, his legs were weak, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother Tang."

"It's okay, Master Jun was just joking with you. You can sell goods in Master Jun's territory in the future and earn hundreds of thousands more every month. Hurry up and thank Master Jun." Yin Zhaotang put his arm around his brother's shoulders. Ah King lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master Jun."

After Daizijun took over the OEM order from the sneaker factory, he was determined to sell as many sneakers as possible, so it was naturally difficult for him to stop Lao Zhong's people from selling the goods in bulk.

If he wanted to make more money, he could just order more materials privately, deliver the goods to Lao Zhong, and then make private orders for his subordinates to sell at the stalls.

The guys who sell fake goods often fight on the streets, because if you can do it, he can do it too. The big guys in the underworld have a lot of spare money, and when they see a profitable business, they just throw a few million at it and set up another factory.

Yin Zhaotang's first-mover advantage will only last for two years at most. If he fails to launch a new brand within two years, he will be dragged into a price war.

Finally, the quality of A-grade goods became worse and worse, and the price became cheaper and cheaper. The A-grade goods on the market were divided into top-grade goods, B-grade goods, etc., just like the current leather bag market.

Yin Zhaotang plans to launch at least three shoe models within a year to build up the Pegasus brand.

Before genuine products have sales, sneaker factories do not expand blindly. If they want to make more money during the boom period, outsourcing is the best way.

Daizijun raised his hand to signal to stop, and quickly evaded the question, "Hey, don't thank me. If Brother Tang hadn't come here with sincerity today, you would have been dead by now. Anyway, from now on, you have to take delivery of the 20,000 pairs of sneakers every month, whether you sell them or not, unless your sneaker factory goes bankrupt!"

Yin Zhaotang clapped his hands and said, "A-Du, bring the contract in for Master Jun to sign."

Du Zihua was waiting at the door of the stall. Hearing this, he came in with a briefcase and took out the documents he had prepared. Bei Daijun just took the pen and put it down again, saying, "I'm waiting for my lawyer to come!"

"I won't sign a word until a lawyer shows up."

Du Zihua shrugged his shoulders and said with a happy face: "It doesn't matter, I charge by the hour anyway."

Daizijun snorted, his expression still a little arrogant, but his tone was very convinced. He lifted the LV belt around his waist and said with a curled lip: "Brother Tang, there really is no wrong nickname in the world, Shenxian Tang, let others make some money, and make more for yourself."

Seeing that his actions were a little funny, Yin Zhaotang smiled and kindly reminded him: "When you go out to do business in the future, tell people that you are my younger brother, Shenxiantang. Maybe you can make a little more money."

"Leave me your phone number and I'll deliver the goods on time at the end of next month. I'll write you a check for half of the deposit now."

Dai Beijun took the check and suddenly thought: "The Spring Festival is in two months, and the factory may not be able to make it in time."

"If you exceed the deadline by three days, you will have to pay liquidated damages. It's written in the contract: 1.5 times the amount." Yin Zhaotang pointed to a line of small words in the contract. There was a fingerprint at the signature area of ​​the contract.

Immediately, he closed the document, stood up and left the stall.

Daizijun picked up a bag of clothes and threw it at the lawyer's head: "Tiao, why didn't you mention the penalty for breach of contract!"

"Master Jun."

"One and a half times is not much."

Belt Jun kicked him: "I told you not to talk about the penalty."

"I told you not to mention the penalty..."

"Brother Jun!"

"Stop fighting, this is good for both sides"

(End of this chapter)