Chapter 1301

In the wild of Jin Ling, near a bare stone mountain.

A simple steel cannon barrel is supported on the ground, with the muzzle aimed at the stone mountain three hundred meters away.

Around this simple cannon are militia holding various firearms, who are on alert. Several black people and leaders from Jin Ling County and the factory are standing under a simple field tent.

This tent is also produced by the textile factory, a military tent with absolutely excellent quality, currently mainly supplying the battlefield in the south. In addition, there are field boots, camouflage uniforms, and even masks, gauze, etc., and the feedback from the front line is quite good.

"Report to the leader, everything is ready."

The militia in camouflage combat uniforms ran over to report the news.

Chen Pingyuan nodded: "For safety's sake, it's better to be further away. This is our first time firing a cannon, and it's already against discipline. If something happens, it won't be good."

"Yes, we are already very far away."

"Okay, fire the cannon." Chen Pingyuan nodded.

The militia saluted again, responded loudly, and then ran away to perform the operation.

I saw an older militia get a round gas tank with tail fins added, gently put it into the cannon barrel, and then moved away for a distance, controlling the switch connected to the cannon barrel, triggering the gunpowder behind the gas tank.

Suddenly, with a bang, a circle of dust was shaken.

The cute, round gas tank rotated in the air, crossed a beautiful arc, and then hit the mountain body without much vegetation heavily.

Boom~

Accompanied by the violent explosion sound, the flames of the explosion rose and surged, the visible air waves spread, and it rained in the sky, flying sand and rocks...

For a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the destructive power of the explosion was also displayed.

Several black people looked at the effect blankly with binoculars, their mouths wide open in surprise.

Chen Pingyuan and other leaders of the county and factory were also surprised by the destructive power of the gas tank bomb, and couldn't help laughing when they saw the shocked appearance of the black people.

It's really like what Wang Yan said, this thing is really economical and affordable, and the quantity is large and full.

Once Jin Ling's production line is opened, the small gas tank is truly produced like flowing water. Even they don't need to produce it specifically, because the service life of Jin Ling's gas tanks is three years. Of course, it's not that the gas tanks can only be used for three years; there is no problem using them for ten or eight years, but there are indeed safety hazards after the deadline.

Jin Ling has developed for more than four years, and the old staff of the textile factory who were allocated housing for the first batch have also had more than three years. Now there is the first batch of eliminated gas tanks.

In this way, plus the daily damaged replacement, tens of thousands of gas tanks are piled up like a mountain, and the recycling and reprocessing procedures have not yet been carried out.

Anyway, these black people bought them back to explode, and it doesn't matter if they are new or old. Instead, they are waste utilization, and they made an extra sum of money.

After all, in Jin Ling, gas tanks are issued for free, a standard small tank per family, only charging for gas. Even the gas is not expensive, just ensuring the normal, healthy, and safe operation of the gas station.

At present, these gas tanks have been processed. Although it is not said how much money is made, it must cover the cost. Even if it doesn't cover the cost, selling it by weight according to the material, Jin Ling is also making money.

Thanks to the African old iron, please let the people of Jin Ling use gas tanks for free...

"Okay, I know. Report for approval, definitely approve it according to the gas tank. We are just selling a shell, not really selling bombs to make military weapons. In addition, report to the superiors, saying that our African friends are extremely creative and thought of a way out for waste gas tanks. Just mention this matter simply.

Don't worry, there won't be any problems. Now people know that gas tanks can be played like this. If we don't sell, others will buy from other places. We make this money, no problem. That's it, hanging up."

Guangzhou, Wang Yan hung up the phone, shook his head and smiled, and went back to their booth to continue waiting for the predestined person.

Gas tanks are just accidental, that thing can't sell for a few dollars. Of course, it can't stand the relatively large consumption, and there is still some profit, which can cover the operation of the gas station, give the staff of the gas station a salary increase, and don't need to subsidize some from the factory, recovering the investment cost.

But compared to the whole of Jin Ling, this bit of money is truly insignificant, so we must return to the purpose of this trip.

This is already half a month since the Canton Fair started, and in a few days, this Canton Fair will end. Although I have already identified a few, they are not the most suitable candidates, and Wang Yan is still waiting.

Fortunately, it didn't make him wait too long...

"Factory Director, this Mr. Lawen Harris said he liked our clothing and daily chemicals and wants us to OEM, remove our brand, and he said he can place an order of five million US dollars, but we must supply the goods first."

The translator pulled a bald, fat white man over.

This man is wearing a wide suit, sticking out his belly, and the flatness of his feet also makes his leather shoes look out of shape.

In Wang Yan's scrutinizing gaze, he supported his confidence and deliberately expressed the arrogance of the American master.

Strong outside but weak inside, fierce in appearance but cowardly in heart, pretending to be calm.

Wang Yan smiled, waved his hand to let the translator get busy, and then reached out to signal, greeting in English: "Lawen, sit."

"Thank you." Lawen sat down, looked at Wang Yan pouring him tea, and said, "I know you, Wang, you are the BOSS of Jin Ling."

"You are wrong, Lawen, I am the BOSS of the Jin Ling Group."

Poured tea, sent cigarettes, Wang Yan asked, "Lawen, tell me about your identity."

"I come from Los Angeles and run a trading company. Wang, I have powerful sales channels, and I want to build a brand..."

In the following twenty minutes, Lawen talked endlessly about his retail empire and started drawing cakes for Wang Mouren.

In this regard, Lawen is very outstanding, more outstanding than any of the candidates Wang Yan had identified before. Daring to speak, and actually taking action to come and cheat him, Wang Mouren.

"Wang, what do you think?"

"I think it's very good." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, and then said, "If I remember correctly, in the past half month, you have come to our Jin Ling Group's booth five times, and each time you stayed for more than an hour."

"Uh... yes, Wang, you know, you have to look more to make a decision, don't you?" Lawen didn't expect Wang Yan to pay attention to him so early.

"That's right, look more, this is called comparing three families in China."

"Is this your last chance, right, Lawen?"

"Wang, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You are wearing cheap suits and leather shoes, which don't fit and are not flat, and even your shirt collar is dirty. Wearing a Rolex watch made by some workshop. You are very anxious and haven't slept well for a long time. I think your life must be a mess. Your career is not going well, your family is probably not harmonious, and your children are even more worrying. It's simply terrible.

But I must say, Lawen, the workmanship of this fake watch is simply too rubbish. You don't even want to buy a well-made one when wearing a fake watch. Do you think we Chinese are all fools who don't know goods and are easy to fool?"

"No, it's not, Wang..."

Facing Wang Yan's faint eyes, Lawen was a bit scared, he spread his hands, "Okay, Wang, everything you said is right. I'm sorry for taking up your time, I..."

"Sit down."

Wang Yan waved his hand to stop his action of getting up and said, "I ask you, is this your last chance?"

Lawen nodded silently. He sat on the sofa, his elbows on his knees, rubbing his face hard. After a while, perhaps the big belly made him uncomfortable, he sat up straight.

"Wang, everything you said is right. I only have an empty company left, plus a house, a car, and a debt of more than eighty thousand US dollars. But my house and car have no loans and have not been mortgaged. I still have a chance, I still have one last chance! If I don't succeed, I can only sleep on the street, or maybe die in some lonely corner..."

Lawen muttered about his past, which was nothing more than a story of falling from assets of eight or ten million, wife and children separated, having nothing, and the homeless family waiting for him.

So he hit the idea of China, thinking of cheating, succeeding in turning over, not succeeding, then whatever, anyway he has nothing, so of course he is not afraid of anything.

He had many words nowhere to say, but today he poured out his heart to the person who had just met and pierced him.

"Wang, I was once a decent person in my country..."

"I know, I heard it from your good eloquence."

"What's the use of good eloquence? No one is willing to listen to me anymore, they all abandoned me, sons of bitches, a bunch of vampires, poor bugs. Well, the fact is that I am the poor bug..." Lawen was disheartened.

"Cheer up, my friend, from your experience, I learned that you are a rich man by nature, Lawen, yes, you are a rich man's life. In your words, it is that when you were still a sperm in your father's egg box, God decided your wealth..."

Lawen's ability to fool was really too poor, so in the next half hour, Wang Yan made Lawen see his own father...

"Wang, is what you said true?"

"I never lie." Wang Yan smiled, "But if you want to succeed, you still lack some conditions."

"What?"

"Of course it is help from others."

"Help from others? But, Wang, I have no friends, no one is willing to help me anymore, I..."

Lawen stayed for a few breaths, then suddenly became hopeful, "Wang, you are willing to help me, you are willing to help me, right?"

"Of course, we Chinese pay the most attention to predestined relationships, which is a magical bond. I think you are predestined with me, Lawen, otherwise why would I tell you so much?

But I have to correct you on one point. It's not that I help you, but that we help each other, mutual benefit, and win-win cooperation. As long as you do it well, what are your former millions of assets? What awaits you is hundreds of millions. Step everyone who looks down on you under your feet.

Isn't Hollywood in Los Angeles?

At this moment, Lawen is like a dog that refuses to lose, barking wildly.

After explaining, he said again, "Wang, you really don't look like a Chinese, very different from the others I've seen."

Wang Yan understood that the difference he said referred to the polite attitude. When treating foreign guests, of course, you have to be polite, just like a guest coming to your own home, you have to entertain them enthusiastically. It's just that when entertaining, the knees of the people below are too soft and too humble, and they love to lick that foreign father. After talking to foreign devils for two sentences, they can pretend to be forced when they turn back, which is very boring.

Like him, talking yellow to foreign devils, with a relaxed attitude and casual tone, Lawen has not encountered it.

"I just treat you as a friend, not a formulaic business reception. Lawen, my friend, let's talk about how you can turn over and become a billionaire."

"Wang, you say it, I listen to you."

"Tsk..."

Wang Yan shook his head as if displeased, "It's not that you listen to me, but that we help each other."

"Yes, yes, yes, help each other, help each other. Wang, you say it, I'm listening."

"Do you have any understanding of Jin Ling?"

"Know, I read the exhibition materials, there are the achievements you have made, and I also read your walls, you are really amazing." Lawen pointed to the corporate culture display board.

Wang Yan nodded and asked: "Then why do you think our advantage is? Or why do you choose our products?"

"Good quality, novel style. I compared all the exhibitors..."

Lawen still has some level, or his emphasis on the last fight made him calm down and do a lot of work.

Listening to Lawen's preparation during this period, Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "You are right, our things are the best. We Jin Ling have a professional clothing design team, have the world's best textile equipment, have leading chemical fiber technology, and we have mastered the entire textile link. And in daily chemicals, we combine ancient Chinese medicine and add natural herbal essence, which is very good for the human body.

Our things are not worse than the brands in your country, even those luxury goods, they are just expensive because of the value added by the brand. Just talking about the quality of the product, they are not even as good as our products.

You want to OEM and build your own brand, which is not easy. If you do clothing and fast-moving consumer goods, if you don't do mid-to-high-end, and have no brand added value, then what we can earn is only hard-earned money, and it is not easy to become a billionaire."

"Yes, Wang, I have thought about all these. But I have no way, I have no capital for marketing, I only ask to be able to overcome the current crisis, and then consider more things."

"No, no, no, Lawen, you have to consider more things now. If you don't do it, do it as a brand."

Then Wang Yan began to talk about how to build a brand, what Lawen should do, what he can get, and what kind of support Jin Ling will give him.

Mainly, Jin Ling will supply him, let him sell, and can share forty percent of the profit. At the same time, Wang Yan also taught him many marketing techniques, letting him go back and sell the house to start working.

Of course, it was just a preliminary intention, and he immediately arranged for someone to send Lawen to Jin Ling, let Lawen see Jin Ling's production capacity, and after the Canton Fair ends, Wang Yan will go back to determine the specific matters.

This is to give Lawen hope, and then show his muscles. When Wang Yan goes back, he will have to infiltrate Lawen well, what is loyalty, what is integrity, and what is contract spirit.

Of course, it is impossible to be completely at ease. Jin Ling also has to send people abroad to do things.

Must choose those with firm thoughts, firm will, patriotism and love for the Party, love for the factory and home, and those who can be trusted, to avoid the infiltration of capitalism and colluding with outsiders to fool their own people, which would not be good...

This is Wang Yan's purpose, to establish a branch in a foreign country, let the flowers bloom inside the wall and fragrance outside the wall, and then lead the fragrance back. At the same time, he can also take advantage of the relationship of such foreign companies to purchase some foreign equipment.

In short, doing so has many benefits, and the money earned is also more. After all, the difference between the wholesale price of clothes in China and the terminal retail price sold abroad is too large.

Until the deterioration of China-US relations in the 1990s, Jin Ling can earn good money for a few years. Even if it deteriorates, after more than ten years of development, if it really deteriorates, Wang Yan has also made some arrangements over there, and there will still be some guarantees...