mijobooks Chapter 68 I'm the Villain Now
Chapter 68 I'm the Villain Now
In the elegant tea room, Lin Qiang's accusations, which started with indignation, escalated to a tearful tone by the last sentence!
Seven days!
One week!
From October 13th, when Bo Rong finished debugging the KM250, Yuanshan Plastics officially started production.
Today is October 20th!
Who can understand how those three managed to get through it?
Since the early morning of the 14th, Wang Cai has been blocked at his door by an old man with a goatee and his men. Unable to withstand the pressure, he started offering to buy the goods for 35 yuan...
In the following days, the three of them were almost driven to suicide by their colleagues who had gathered on Tongzhou Street!
Oh shit!
You, Lin Yuanshan, lit the fire and are secretly fanning it from the shadows, but don't keep fanning it in the direction of the three of us.
Preliminary estimates suggest that the group of foolish industry peers currently gathered on Tongzhou Street, dreaming of Lin Yuanshan stepping forward to buy their materials at high prices, still have nearly two hundred tons of waste in their possession.
This doesn't even include the fact that the three of them, having no other choice, sold everything they owned to form a waste recycling company. They lowered the price by one yuan per day, bringing it down to 29 yuan per ton, and gradually bought up 120 tons of waste.
Normally, given the current scale of the plastic flower industry in Hong Kong, there are about 20 large manufacturers. These companies have their own recycling facilities or long-term contracts, and they usually do not sell their waste materials to the public.
There are approximately 800-1000 small factories and family workshops.
These production scales are not large, and in the past, waste materials were usually piled up randomly, sold at low prices, or even thrown away as garbage.
There are approximately 80 people involved in the scrap dealers who roam the streets and alleys, as well as the scrap collection stalls that are permanently set up in Tung Chau Street, Tai Kok Tsui, and Shek Kip Mei.
Lin Yuanshan suddenly quoted a high price this time. This group of people not only gathered up the waste materials produced by small factories and family workshops in the industry during this period, but also emptied their previous stockpiles, which brought together more than 300 tons of material.
If you do the math, it's not a huge amount.
According to Wang Cai's forced offer on the morning of the 14th, it was 35 yuan, 320*35, which was only 11200 yuan.
The key issue is that this thing takes up too much storage space, and Lin Yuanshan has been slow to show up.
Moreover, just when everyone had finally waited for Li Rong to finish off 10 tons of waste, Shen Da Hui led a group of laborers, including Hong Shun, to carry over several tons from the Huanghe Plastics Shixiawei branch factory in a grand manner.
This startled Lin Qiang and his team.
It was only at this point that they learned that Lin Yuanshan had signed an agreement with Xu Neng from the very beginning, agreeing to receive a fixed amount of material from the Shek Kip Mei branch every month.
No wonder this scoundrel instructed Limpy Rong that he must finish clearing out the inventory before making any external purchases.
If you keep not finishing, then you're not getting paid.
Hey, the Shek Kip Mei branch is just one of Yellow River Plastics' branch factories!
Who knows if you, Lin Yuanshan, secretly took over the waste materials from Yellow River Plastics?
At your current factory's production rate, it's estimated that even by the Chinese New Year, you might not be able to consume the waste generated by the Yellow River's sheer volume.
Fearing a market collapse, Lin Qiang and his group made inquiries and learned that Lin Yuanshan had once entered Qiaoxin Bank through Qiaoru's connection.
Lin Shaochao glanced at Lin Qiang with sympathy, but as a peacemaker, he suppressed his laughter and said to Lin Yuanshan, "Yuanshan, let's not beat around the bush. What you're up to is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me."
So, currently, Mr. Lin and his two partners have 120 tons of goods on hand. I've roughly estimated that the average price is about 32 yuan per ton.
In business, you need to have many friends to make things run smoothly.
Today, please do me a favor and take the goods from them.
At most, I'll try my best to give you a discount when you apply for a loan from Qiaoxin in the future. Is that alright?
Lin Qiang wiped his eyes: "Mr. Lin, please be merciful."
In this way, the three of us voluntarily gave up 1 yuan!
"31 yuan, 31 yuan per ton, you can take it. If this continues, the three of us families will really have to jump into the sea."
"Tsk." Lin Yuanshan chuckled, looking down at the tea in his cup. "Brother Chao, since you've put it this way, I'm sure it's not just to get me to take the few thousand yuan worth of fabric from Boss Lin and his two companions."
"Ah Yuan. This whole mess started because of you, and in the end, you'll definitely be the one to clean it up." Lin Shaochao looked at Lin Yuanshan seriously: "If you don't show your face for a day, those people gathered on Tongzhou Street will definitely tear Boss Lin and the other two to shreds."
If they drag it out until some medium-sized factories also start dumping their stock, then the three families really won't be able to handle such a large volume.
We're all Chinese, just doing business. You've already made a name for yourself in the industry, so don't worry about the name "Yuanshan Plastics" losing its influence. It's time to back down.
Lin Qiang nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, Mr. Lin, please do me a favor and go to Tongzhou Street to say a few words."
I believe that at this point, whether you quote 28 yuan or 27 yuan, no one will have any objections.
Who dares to utter a word! The three of us will immediately come out and cheer for you!
Alternatively, you can submit a new quote, and our waste recycling company will collect it for you and then resell it to Yuanshan Plastics.
The key is that you need to step forward and reassure your peers.
Lin Yuanshan ignored Lin Qiang and instead looked up at Lin Shaochao: "Brother Chao, you know me. If I had that much money in my pocket, would I have needed to go to their door to borrow 3000 yuan to buy up these hundreds of tons of goods in one go?"
"I'll lend it to you!" Lin Shaochao waved his hand, displaying the magnanimity of a young master: "Count it as 400 tons, at 30 per ton, that's 12000 yuan!"
There's no need to reassess the value of Yuanshan Plastics; just the name Lin Yuanshan is enough to make Qiaoxin lend this money!
These words were spoken with resounding force!
Lin Qiang was overjoyed upon hearing this, and Qiaoru and Tietou were also unable to hide their excitement as they looked at Lin Yuanshan sitting opposite Lin Shaochao.
Unfortunately, the scene that everyone was expecting and was supposed to appear did not occur.
Lin Yuanshan didn't nod, but instead waved his hand: "Brother Chao, I'm really happy that you think so highly of your little brother!"
But business is business, and lending based on emotions is not the quality a future banker should have.
I will accept the goods, but the person who will step in to quell this storm is not me, Lin Yuanshan.
Hey, I'm the main villain now. It's not just my character that's out of place for me to do this.
The key question is, what benefit does this bring me?
"After working hard for over ten days, all I did was save time and buy a bunch of junk materials that's just sitting in the warehouse at a slightly lower price? You all underestimate my appetite, Lin Yuanshan!"
I grass!
Do you have another plan?
Lin Shaochao was slightly surprised upon hearing this, and slowly sat down.
Even the young master of Qiaoxin was shocked by Lin Yuanshan's words, let alone Lin Qiang and the others.
For a moment, the tea room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, with only the sound of water boiling on the charcoal stove and the crackling of the lid of the earthenware pot.
Lin Shaochao handed out cigarettes to everyone, then composed himself slightly. About two minutes later, he looked intently at Lin Yuanshan: "Yuanshan, isn't that right? Was I part of your plan too?"
"No! I'm not a god, how could I have imagined that you, Chao-ge, would get involved? Don't forget, I didn't even know you beforehand." Lin Yuanshan smiled, but his next sentence almost made Lin Shao-chao stub out his cigarette: "However, Qiaoxin was part of my plan, that's for sure."