Super Tycoon

After thinking about it in his mind, Zhang Weiguang decided to take his son's suggestion.

"I will communicate with XX County Electronics Factory and place an order for them. Let's try to order 10,000 handles first."

10,000 handles, that is the standard configuration of 5,000 game consoles, and the current monthly production capacity of the electronics factory is only 1,100 sets. However, after outsourcing the handle, it will not be a problem to increase the monthly production capacity to 1,500 units.

With the completion of the expansion of plant and equipment, the production capacity can be doubled. These are just orders for two months.

Just let them supply the goods in batches, and only after the order is completed, will the payment be made. If there are too many arrears, I am afraid that others may not take this order.

This month, he also plans to settle a sum of money for the plastic factory, wire factory, printing factory, etc., and it seems inappropriate to press it down to the end of the year.

The main reason is that everyone knows that they earn a lot, although they don't know how much the electronics factory earns. Zhang Weiguang is also annoyed that there are always people calling or coming to ask for bills, and they really try their best.

It is necessary to cry poor and pretend to be pitiful. Some people’s words make the listeners sad, and those who hear them cry. It feels like if you don’t give money, all the families in the whole factory will drink the northwest wind.

Of course, Zhang Weiguang would not settle all of them, so he had to suppress some to prevent those factories from suddenly running out of stock.

Zhang Yang still wanted to ask about finances, when he heard someone knock on the door.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm here with sincerity, let's talk?"

Zhang Yang took the initiative to open the door, and a man in his thirties with thick eyebrows and big eyes came in, wearing a gray suit and holding a black briefcase under his arm.

The visitor looked at Zhang Yang in surprise, why is there still a half-sized man in Mr. Zhang's office? Hey, it seems to look a bit like Zhang Zongyou.

"This is Mr. Zhang's family, right? I heard that this year's senior high school entrance examination must have been admitted to a key high school in the city, right? Come, uncle will give you a red envelope."

If you are so enthusiastic, you will pay as soon as you come up, there must be a problem.

Although it is said that Zhiduoxing brand game consoles are very easy to sell now, whoever sells them will make money, but the supply has not yet reached the point where demand exceeds, so there is no need for this?

Zhang Yang took a step back: "My dad won't let me pick up things from strangers."

"Well, that's next time. When the student's notice comes out, your dad will have to set up a few tables, and then uncle will seal you a big red envelope."

Zhang Yang glanced at this person, and reached into the bag, but he didn't intend to take it out at all, and he didn't force the red envelope.

In the Northeast, since the mouth is opened, the red envelope must be given out. If the other party does not want it, they must find a way to stuff it into the other party's pocket, or even throw it on the ground.

This person's accent is from the Northeast, but he can't do things well!

Zhang Yang is not greedy for the other party's red envelope, even if it is given, how much can he give? It's better to ask my generous father now. He just felt that this person was doing something wrong, which gave him a feeling of ignorance.

"Old Ma, I told you that our Zhiduoxing game consoles are all in stock. No matter what unit you are in or how much sales you have, this cannot be changed."

Zhang Weiguang glanced at Zhang Yang, I'm here to discuss something, why don't you leave?

As if Zhang Yang didn't see it, he just stood aside and eavesdropped openly. Is this person here on credit?

"Mr. Zhang, look at what you said. I know your rules. How can I talk about credit. I have already reported to the leader, and the leader sent someone to send a check."

"We want 500 units. This is a check for 150,000 yuan. Take a look. I will organize people in a while, and let us load the car first." Lao Ma took out a check and slapped it on Zhang Weiguang's desk.

Zhang Wei stood up suddenly, and looked down at the check on the table. The number on it was indeed 150,000.

"Old Ma, we don't have that much stock. Just loaded a batch,

They were sent to other places, and now there are only about 300 units left. How about you wait another two days? "

Just now I told my son that the production capacity can keep up, but now the inventory is not enough, and the troubles of happiness come too fast.

Lao Ma was also taken aback for a moment. Yesterday I found out that there were still more than 500 sets, but today there are only 300 left? If I knew it earlier, I should have come two days in advance, or made a phone call first, and then came back two days later.

"It doesn't matter, then pack as much as you have, and I will take away the rest next time. The extra is considered as a deposit, and it must be given priority to me when it is produced." The old horse ordered the food on the table. Cheque.

Zhang Yang glanced at the check on the table. This thing is a new thing at this time, and many people have never seen it in their entire lives. In the future, electronic money orders will be commonly used by some companies for settlement.

Zhang Yang had never used a check much in his two lifetimes, but he had seen it, but it was many years later, and he had never seen a check in this format.

In particular, he found a strange place, which was a check from the Bank of Communications. But in their county, there are only ICBC, CCB and ABC, doesn't Boss Ma know this? Or on purpose?

"Lao Ma, don't worry, we will definitely give you priority next time. Wait a minute, Zhang Yang, go and get someone to come in and prepare to load the old horse."

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang did not go out, but walked to the table, "It seems that there is no Bank of Communications in our county?"

"It doesn't matter. You can enter the account at the Agricultural Bank of China. Our company's account opening bank is the Bank of Communications." Lao Ma explained, and at the same time his heart skipped a beat. What does this kid mean by this?

"Dad, did we ever take a check?"

"Used it, do you think your father is an old hat?" Zhang Weiguang looked proud.

"Is the check credited instantly?"

"What do you want to say, kid? Tell someone to go quickly." Zhang Weiguang picked up the check again, "Send this to the financial office and ask them to go to the bank to deposit it before they get off work. Remember to issue a receipt to the old horse."

"Dad, let's try not to use checks for future accounts. In other words, we can't deliver the goods until the checks are cashed." Zhang Yang whispered to his father's ear.

Zhang Weiguang naturally believed in his son more, and he also knew that his son would not mess around with this kind of thing. Is there something wrong with this check?

No, he has seen it before, the check is just like this, with a stamp on it.

"Old Ma, why don't you go to the bank with our accountant to cash the check first, and I'll arrange someone to load the car for you, and when you come back, just take it away." Zhang Weiguang thought for a while and said.

"Mr. Zhang, are you suspicious of me? Don't you know who I am? You give me 300 game consoles, and I'll give you 500. I haven't said anything yet!" With an angry posture, he shouted loudly.

"As I said, first enter the account and load the car at the same time. When you come back, you will take the goods away, and I will not send you away." When the old horse yelled, Zhang Weiguang felt that something was wrong.

"All right, all right, then deposit in the account first, and you arrange someone to load the car for me." The old horse grabbed the check on the table, opened the door and went out.