Chapter 1039: Chen Hongjun's Acquisition Station Opened, Some People Want to Pick Peaches

In the end, Chen Hongjun still felt that Li Long paying twenty thousand yuan for thirty percent of the shares was a bit too little, so the two pulled for a while and stopped the ratio at thirty-five percent.

Li Long was determined not to take forty percent. He said to Chen Hongjun:

"Brother Chen, it's not that I don't believe you. After you enter this line, you will find that as long as the relationship is straightened out and the contacts are clear, the remaining money is really convenient to earn. Maybe by the end of the year, the money you earn yourself will be more than twenty thousand. Maybe by then, you will feel that my twenty thousand yuan for thirty-five percent of the shares is a bit too much..."

"No, no, absolutely not!" Chen Hongjun was a bit excited. He felt that Li Long's words were a bit looking down on his integrity, and he raised his voice on the phone: "Old Chen, I have also worked in the acquisition station. I know that doing acquisition station, people's experience is important, and money is also important. Without sufficient working capital, you can't collect many things.

So the start-up capital is really very important. I understand, you don't have to remind me again and again. When I go over, let's sign a contract and implement this matter on paper. No matter what happens in the end, once it falls on paper, regret is definitely not allowed."

Speaking of this, he said half-jokingly:

"You gave too much. Actually, I can't wait to arrive at Maxian and sign the contract with you now. I'm afraid you will regret it! Twenty thousand yuan! Some people won't see twenty thousand yuan in their whole life, right?"

Li Long now earns several hundred thousand a year and is no longer the young man who was very excited to earn ten or a hundred yuan at the beginning.

Hearing Chen Hongjun say this, he also felt that he might have taken money too lightly. However, he felt that the sentence said by the bald teacher was very correct: What is the most expensive thing in the 21st century? Talent!

With Chen Hongjun sitting in Beiting to open an acquisition station, as long as the service attitude is better and the price is not pressed so low, it is inevitable that it will be prosperous.

So when Chen Hongjun came over by car in the afternoon, the two discussed the content of the contract, wrote two copies, signed them, and pressed their fingerprints. Li Long told Chen Hongjun item by item about the aspects that need attention in opening an acquisition station, especially in terms of service quality, and he emphasized many times about the standards of the collected things.

"You can rest assured about this. Why can you earn so much money? My colleagues and I have analyzed it. Isn't it because the quality of the things you bring is high! Whether it is fritillaria or skins, the quality of the things you bring is higher than others, so when we collect, we naturally collect yours first.

Who doesn't like high-quality things?"

This point is something Li Long has consistently insisted on. He is used to it and didn't pay much attention to it, but the outsider Chen Hongjun sees it quite clearly.

Li Long is really used to it. The things collected must be re-processed. Like skins, they must be re-combed and the grease scraped off; fritillaria must be washed and re-dried, and divided by size; wild mushrooms must have their feet cut off and broken dregs screened out... and so on.

Can the quality of things made like this be bad? Who doesn't like it?

Chen Hongjun was particularly fond of the things Li Long brought to sell when he was in the acquisition station. Now he feels that Li Long's service attitude is secondary, and the important point is that the collected things must be done well.

So he asked very carefully about this aspect.

Li Long didn't hide anything... Actually, there is nothing special about it. Some people value it, some don't; if they value it, even if he doesn't say it, others can figure it out.

Chen Hongjun chatted with Li Long until the last bus was about to depart before leaving in a hurry, saying that after making money later, he would open a phone at the acquisition station so that he could contact him.

The phone must be opened, but now that the amount of money and shares have been discussed, in Li Long's view, this twenty thousand yuan is nothing more than the money for two or three hundred skins, and it is impossible to pay for the phone from here.

He didn't want to pay for the phone, so let's leave it at that. Li Long believes that Chen Hongjun can do things well before the first batch of funds is returned. After all, that side is not a branch of the acquisition station here, but a separate unit. He just bought shares, and the contract also says that he will not interfere with the operation.

So believe in Chen Hongjun.

After Chen Hongjun went back, he began to rent a courtyard, handle procedures, and hire people.

The procedures were handled by someone, very smoothly; the courtyard was rented, also very smoothly. After all, something happened here before, so no one has taken over. It is a courtyard of a public unit, and no one cares if it cannot be rented out.

In less than two days, the sign of "Hongjun Acquisition Station" was hung up, and the hired people also arrived.

At the beginning, Chen Hongjun was quite concerned about spending money. He hired a handyman, a young man named Huo Bing who came to the city from Sangong Township to find work, and had done odd jobs—after chatting with them one by one in the odd job market, the person he recruited, a half-month probation period, a salary of sixty yuan, and bonuses were calculated separately.

Huo Bing was very diligent, and the acquisition station was cleaned up spotlessly. As soon as Chen Hongjun opened the door, he began to collect skins. The reopening of the acquisition station attracted some passers-by, most of whom were watching the fun, but after half a morning, someone came in the afternoon.

Tentatively asking about the prices of skins and medicinal materials, the answer they got surprised them, and they immediately entered the door to sell.

Five skins were collected in one afternoon, and less than ten kilograms of medicinal materials, and the net outflow of funds was less than one thousand yuan.

But with these things, Chen Hongjun already had confidence. What does it explain? It explains that the price he and Li Long discussed will be accepted.

Li Long also told him the acquisition price given by foreign merchants for these things now. At least for now, Chen Hongjun can roughly calculate that just today, the profit can be more than one hundred yuan, which is higher than his salary!

Really making money!

Chen Hongjun thought of what Li Long said, that once you enter this line, you know that twenty thousand yuan is not much.

This is just the first day of opening!

Still without advertising!

Soon, the original colleagues knew that he had opened an acquisition station, and someone came to the door.

The colleagues who came together were three. Looking at the courtyard of the acquisition station, some were envious, some were curious, and some were asking.

"Old Chen, you are a bit unkind." The colleague who originally thought about partnering with Chen Hongjun to open an acquisition station looked at people coming to sell things from time to time, his eyes were hot, and he deliberately said while the seller was there: "At the beginning, you said you wanted to open an acquisition station, and I also told you that we would partner. I was waiting for you, but you opened it yourself without a sound... It's too unkind!"

Chen Hongjun smiled and said while taking a skin handed over by the seller, looking at it:

"You didn't say it dead either. I thought you were joking. Besides, I was planning to take unpaid leave at that time, and I didn't see any movement from you."

"Then I didn't think about it at that time..." The colleague's face flushed, "How about this, now I come out to work with you, shall we still partner? I don't want much..."

"You want to partner?" Chen Hongjun finished looking at the skin and looked at his colleague: "Then what can you bring out? How much money can you bring out?"

Chen Hongjun is polite to his colleagues because they have worked together before and don't want to tear their faces, but if the colleague is shameless, then he doesn't need to care about this face.

Once you do business, you know that some people really don't need to contact, because these people can't do things, and the possibility of breaking things is extremely great.

"Bring money? I bring people. Isn't there an old saying, those who have money bring money, and those who don't have money bring popularity? I don't have much money, just come over to work," the colleague reacted quite quickly, and after finishing, he thought he said it well and smiled.

"That won't work." Chen Hongjun knew that this person was picking up ready-made things at this time, and he said seriously: "My acquisition station, someone invested twenty thousand yuan to get thirty percent of the shares. You come in without taking anything, then how many cents should I calculate for you?

Besides, now in the acquisition station, I am the general, and Xiao Huo is an employee. The two of us are enough. Isn't it redundant for you to come over?"

"What? Twenty thousand yuan for thirty percent of the shares? You are lying, right?" The colleague widened his eyes. No matter how he looked at it, this acquisition station didn't look like it was worth tens of thousands of yuan.

"You don't think I have so much money myself, right?" Chen Hongjun smiled and said to the seller: "Winter skins are more expensive, but this skin of yours has a gun eye, so it counts as a residual skin, but the hair color is good. It's rare to have such a large yellow sheep skin. How about I give you sixty-five yuan for this skin?"

"Good, good, good." The seller heard sixty-five yuan and immediately agreed, "This price is good! Higher than the price given by the acquisition station here before, I'll sell it!" ===== CHAPTER 1040 =====

"You don't think I'd have that much money on me, do you?" Chen Hongjun smiled and said to the seller, "Winter skins are quite expensive, but your pelt has bullet holes, so it counts as a damaged skin. However, the fur quality is good; it's rare to see a Mongolian gazelle skin this large. How about I give you sixty-five yuan for this one?"

"Fine, fine, fine." As soon as the seller heard sixty-five yuan, he agreed immediately. "This price is good! It's higher than what the procurement station here used to give. I'll sell it!"