ryethenovel Chapter 54 Uncle Xu's Second Phone Call
Chapter 54 Uncle Xu's Second Phone Call
Half an hour later.
Wai Zai led the workers to move 3 tons of miscellaneous materials from Chen Bing's warehouse to the empty house rented to Lin Yuanshan.
Lin Yuanshan kept his word and immediately took out cash to settle all the payments with Chen Bing.
Holding the 195 yuan note, Chen Bing's wrinkles around his eyes smoothed out.
3 tons of miscellaneous materials!
To sell it for such a price is a first for him since he entered the industry.
Unfortunately, if we had known earlier, Lin Yuanshan, this spendthrift, would have appeared in the Hong Kong plastics industry.
I will definitely stockpile more scrap materials, since, according to market prices, the price per ton of miscellaneous materials usually fluctuates around 45 yuan.
Because the price per ton of pure rubber flower waste is only 50-80 yuan, while mixed materials will always be discounted a little bit...
Even Chen Bing, who had already made money, regretted not being able to seize this opportunity to squeeze more money out of Lin Yuanshan.
As for the others, needless to say!
One person said they weighed about 100 kilograms, while another said they had only a little bit in the warehouse.
Lin Yuanshan accepted all comers at high prices, and in total, he bought about 2 tons of goods.
Of course, this also contains mostly miscellaneous ingredients.
However, as a result, Wai-zai's old house quickly became too small to accommodate everyone.
Although Limping Rong couldn't see what Lin Yuanshan was going to do, seeing that there wasn't enough space, he still rushed over to remind him: "Young Master Yuan, we can't collect any more."
There's no room left. Didn't you say you were planning to move the assembly table over here too?
Lin Yuanshan said "Oh," and patted his forehead at everyone: "Right!"
That's all for today. We'll continue collecting materials once we've finished making the work and cleared some space.
Then, he grabbed Limping Rong's arm and instructed him, "Remember, collect the materials as soon as you're done, don't keep your uncles and brothers waiting."
After saying that, Lin Yuanshan called over Tie Tou, and ignoring everyone's attempts to persuade him to stay, hurriedly got into the rickshaw: "Everyone, I have an appointment at the Peninsula Hotel to discuss business, excuse me. Brother Tie Tou, I'm leaving."
Tie Tou responded and pulled up the bicycle, the bell jingling, and ran as fast as he could.
Wang Cai chased after him for a few steps and shouted, "Hey, Young Master Yuan, is this the usual price?"
Whether Lin Yuanshan could hear it or not, a hand was seen sticking out of the back of the departing rickshaw and waving to the crowd with its back turned.
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The next day!
The news that Far East Plastics was buying up plastic waste at high prices had spread throughout Sham Shui Po.
From To Kwa Wan to Kowloon, every plastic factory, big or small, knows that Lin Yuanshan has a road in Southeast Asia that urgently needs plastic waste to make substandard plastic flowers.
Many people don't believe it, thinking the price is too outrageous and definitely a rumor.
Some people, relying on their connections with the Miao people, came to Hesheng Plastics Factory early to verify.
Liao Biao sold materials at half price, and in the past two days, he has been ripped off by Miao Jie several times.
Today, colleagues from all walks of life suddenly came to ask if Lin Yuanshan was willing to sell 20 tons of material at 75 yuan per ton.
It would be a disgrace to sell it at the lowest price of 50 yuan, and then further reduce the price to 25 yuan!
But to sell at a price close to the peak of 80 yuan per ton, at 75 yuan per ton, that takes real skill.
The substance has already been lost, but if we can salvage even a little bit of the facade... we won't hesitate to handle this matter without hesitation!
Hesheng Plastics Factory, General Manager's Office.
Dressed in a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back, Miao Jie brewed some Kung Fu tea while smiling at the seven or eight colleagues who came to verify his claims: "Yes. That's right!"
It was 75 yuan per ton, sold by Abiao.
Even if this bastard is my brother-in-law, I'm going to call him a damn bastard today!
That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous!
Those in the same industry should help and support each other.
Only this kind of business can be scaled up;
Only with this kind of friendship can we go the distance.
That fat bastard went too far! He took advantage of my absence to fleece people like lambs to the slaughter!
The whole city is in an uproar. I don't know how many of my colleagues are cursing me behind my back, saying that I, Miao Jie, don't know how to behave and that I'm taking advantage of the situation to rip people off with 20 tons of waste plastic flowers.
"Oh dear uncles, my face is so flushed right now. I'm too embarrassed to even ask Yuanshan Plastics to come and collect next month's scrap materials."
Real hammer!
Miao Jie, the owner of Hesheng Plastics Factory, admitted it himself.
His brother-in-law, Liao Biao, sold 20 tons to Lin Yuanshan at a price of 75 yuan per ton.
With the addition of Chen Bing, who spent the entire morning collecting scrap while everyone was still skeptical, both chains of evidence were completely broken!
The large factory was too lazy to compete for profits; it simply instructed its workshops and warehouses to stockpile the waste materials it produced, waiting to sell them to Lin Yuanshan.
Small factory owners like Wang Cai, Lin Qiang, and Chen Bing, black market workshop owners, and other industry players who coveted the small price difference were all scavenging for scrap materials, even scraping materials from scrap yards.
And at this time.
Lin Yuanshan, however, went to the Shek Kip Mei branch factory and sat in Xu Neng's office.
"I am on the city tower, watching the mountain scenery, when I hear chaos outside the city..." Lin Yuanshan hummed a tune as he skillfully prepared the Kung Fu tea.
Xu Neng frowned: "The Empty City Stratagem?"
Hey, what are you up to now?!
Yesterday, when I was buying a beer machine, I couldn't even come up with 2300 yuan, and I was trying to trick him into lending me my life savings.
So when you got back, you announced that you'd pay exorbitant prices to buy scrap?
Young man, listen to your uncle's advice: be down-to-earth in life and run your business honestly.
Regarding Lao Yu's matter last time, I actually spoke with Li Sheng on the phone.
He already remembers you, a fellow townsman.
Otherwise, do you think you can easily get that waste recycling and finished product buyback agreement from me?
"Wow, I knew it, Uncle Xu, you've always been looking out for me." Lin Yuanshan placed a glass in front of Xu Neng, then took out a cigarette case and tapped it out: "Here, here, the cigarettes aren't good, have one."
Xu Neng drank his tea and casually accepted the cigarette: "Don't change the subject. Just tell me, what mischief are you plotting!"
Where is it?
I just feel that since Yellow River Plastics has given me such great convenience, I, a vine relying on this big tree, have to show my gratitude.
Hey, money, I can't do anything about it.
But it has a good reputation for calming industry fluctuations!
I think neither you, Uncle Xu, nor Mr. Li would find it too much." Lin Yuanshan puffed on his cigarette, a smile clearly on his face.
But when he narrowed his eyes, they looked like two curved blades, as if he wanted to draw blood.
Xu Neng felt a chill run down his spine and was momentarily stunned.
Lin Yuanshan shook his head secretly and simply said bluntly, "Uncle Xu, you've already made one call, why don't you make another one?"
Now, recount everything that's happening outside, and everything I've just said, to Mr. Li.
Ten minutes later.
Urged several times by Lin Yuanshan, Xu Neng, who was somewhat skeptical, called Li Yicheng and received two sentences from the other end.
The first sentence was still the same: "I understand." This was what Li Yicheng said to his old subordinate.
The second sentence: [Tell that young man, this is a one-time exception. In business, one should combine conventional and unconventional methods; one cannot always rely on risk! I hope that in three months, we can all have time for afternoon tea.]
This sentence is quite long and is clearly addressed to Lin Yuanshan.