Going to work in the morning, Zhao Ran hurriedly followed just after entering Ran's office. He was clearly in trouble, but didn't speak out immediately. Li Ran removed the rag from the washbasin stand, dipped in some water from the basin, wiped the table and asked, "Look at the depressed face of this face! Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, the new raw materials filled the place where the plant can be stuffed. The car that was fed last night couldn't be squeezed, so I had to put them on the truck temporarily, I really hope that the new raw material warehouse will be built soon ..."

"I have to be patient for a few more days. I went to the old workshop yesterday afternoon and the floor was still too tide; however, the 500 pieces of Ma Hansheng from Guangzhou in the finished product store were going to be pulled away immediately. After pulling away, I made room. Give him a call and we will try to ship tomorrow. "Li Ran said.

"You ... have talked to him these days?" Zhao Nan seemed to be worried,

"No, his deposit has been called. We are afraid of him!"

"Don't you think there is something wrong?"

"Oh?" Li Ran thought for a moment. "What's wrong, can you tell me?"

Zhao Nan said: "I can't speak well either. It's reasonable that he should have called the last two days, but he didn't make a phone call. Yesterday afternoon, I called him in accordance with your instructions, and his cell phone turned off. Now. "

"Don't you think a little too much!" Having said that, Li Ran was still uneasy. "Let him shut down again!" She put the rag in the washbasin, and immediately dialed the number on the landline. Ma Hansheng's cell phone turned on at this time, but no one answered, dialed three times, one result. "Perhaps it was Guangzhou people who went to work late and became silent?"

"Call again later?" Zhao Nan asked

"Do n't call, if he has the sincerity, he will call if he misses the call; if there is something wrong ..." Li Ran looked dark, "If something goes wrong, unless someone grabs our business. For long-term cooperation Let's keep the profit point low enough. Can anyone ignore the cost? "

Zhao Nan stood up and said, "I'll check it. There are few local people who have the strength to challenge us."

"Well, I just trust Li Wencheng, your old boss. If he doesn't do anything, then we think too much."

"Okay, I'll go!"

Zhao Nan Tieqing returned with a face two hours later. Li Ran sent away Zhou Jianlong, who had discussed the warehouse project with her, and poured a glass of water in front of him. His angry expression had already made her guess that it would be inseparable.

Zhao Nan first went to the post office to find an acquaintance and typed out the call list of Li Wencheng's mobile phone this month. It was found that Li Wencheng had frequently contacted Ma Hansheng over the past week. He went back to his old unit with the words of passing in and looking around casually. Someone had worked with him in the workshop that year. He didn't bother to tell them the secret of rushing for a customer in Guangzhou.

"What price did he give Ma Hansheng?"

"This is unknown, but it must be lower than us-he can only grab orders by this means, and he is not in any way superior to us. In their company, the pricing power of bulk goods is only in the hands of Li Wencheng. I will come back and tell you first. "

"According to our price of one hundred and twenty, the combined cost is only less than eight percent of the profit. If Ma Hansheng dare to throw away even the 3,000 yuan deposit given to us, the price of Li Wencheng is at least about one hundred. Almost zero profit, what does he plan for? "Li Ran couldn't figure it out.

"If he really set the price at one hundred and one, it was premeditated." Zhao Nan said.

"Has a premeditated plan? For a larger market share? In order to squeeze us out? How powerful is his funds? If he doesn't have the funds, he would be suicidal if he did this. Is Li Wencheng so stupid?"

"Ran, don't forget that he is playing the banner of a state-owned unit. The state has given him strong support in all aspects. No matter in terms of loans, corporate subsidies, agricultural subsidies, etc., he is treated particularly well! "

"Yeah, we can't touch these, we can't reach it! But at the moment, we have to figure out exactly what price Li Wencheng offered to Ma Hansheng, so that we can find a countermeasure. The customer with the last name Ma cannot lose it. He is us. The largest customer, the order volume is very stable. Just now Zhou Jianlong came to urge for the second batch of project money. I also expect to pay him with the payment of this batch of goods. Is there any way to get Li Wencheng's supply price? "

Just when Li Ran and Zhao Nan were thinking about Li Wencheng's supply price without a secure method, Li Ran's office came in and a person asked to give her the task of clarifying the supply price. She said she had a way . This person was Li Xiaoju who was picked up by Li Ran yesterday afternoon.

Li Xiaoju was assigned to the office by Li Ran to deal with after-sales services. She came here to send a copy of the material, walked to the door, and overheard Li Ran and Zhao Nan's conversation.

Li Ran asked her what she could do, Xiao Ju didn't say, but she promised to complete the task. Li Ran said: "The trouble is that we can't let the other party know that we are asking, or we will be very passive."

"I understand this, Mr. Li and Mr. Zhao, you can rest assured, wait for my news." After speaking, Xiao Ju politely exited Li Ran's office and rode her electric car out of the factory gate.

After being contracted by Li Wencheng, Fengcheng Non-staple Food Processing Factory changed its name to Fengcheng Non-staple Food Development Company. At this moment, Li Wencheng, whose title had been changed from director to general manager, had a Chinese cigarette in his mouth, and was sitting on the brand-new pure sheepskin sofa he just bought in his office.

He has never been disturbed by the conscience of stealing Zhao Nan's achievements. Instead, he believes that this is a different aspect of his strategy and IQ-in the field of non-staple food processing, who has the greatest interest in giving it away? In the environment where the market economy is gradually taking shape, in the context of this increasingly competitive situation, some fools are still talking about what is morality and dedication, so let these dumbs talk about their morality and dedication. Now, they are only served with porridge. What Li Wencheng pursues is the most successful legalist thought in China in the past two thousand years-if you want to win, you must use whatever means-stealing the achievements of others, or stealing the interests of the country, are all means and methods for success. Peace of mind.

The office door rang, and the ticket maker Xiao Wang came in hastily and said helplessly, "General Manager Li, there was a customer in the ticket office who made trouble unreasonably. We had to open her at a low price that we couldn't open. We do n't open, she Just make a noise, I have to see you. "

"Oh?" Li Wencheng frowned, what kind of customer is he, how old is it, male and female?

"It's a 25-year-old girl who threatens to buy dozens of items. If we ask her to pay one hundred yuan for it, we'll say no, and she will make a noise."

"Let's go and see!"

In the ticket office, Li Xiaoju was arguing with another teller at this time: "Is it easy for us to make a small business, are all your customers, why are you superior? Others can get one hundred yuan from you Price for shipping, why can't I? "

"We have never shipped at such a price, you must be mistaken."

"Absolutely not wrong. Ask your general manager, Li Wencheng, if you have given anyone that price?"

Li Wencheng raised the curtain and walked in. He took the words, "I'm Li Wencheng, and I can tell you responsibly that our company has never sold products at that price. It hasn't happened once!"

Seeing this person, Li Xiaoju gritted her teeth-it was him who abandoned her mother and daughter and left her suffering and grievances throughout her life. It was him who was so angry with his mother that he has not recovered. you? Responsible? What kind of responsibility can you afford to be a bastard who betrays the old and the old? Thinking of this, she said angrily, "You? Why should I trust you?"

"I am the general manager here. Without my permission, no one has the right to ship at a price below 120 yuan."

"What's wrong with the general manager, do you think it's great that you are a general manager?"

Li Xiaoju's words also aroused Li Wencheng's anger, "What's your child ...", Li Wencheng wanted to say how unreasonable you were, but he didn't finish talking, and he was there--he saw Li Xiaoju The face of hatred and the tears erupted by hate-how could this face be so familiar, as if you had seen it when you were young?

Li Wencheng remembered that it was the face of his ex-wife. That face gave him infinite love and happiness in the woods, in the fields, beside the ditch, and on the soil. But then he did something wrong in the city, and left her and his little daughter Li Xiaoju heartlessly, and never returned, he was compelled to do so!

Li Wencheng suddenly sobered up, "Juer, are you, are you right? Are you here to get revenge from your dad?"

"I don't have a father. He died when I was very young!" Li Xiaoju said with a grudge.

Li Wencheng glanced around and said, "What should you do and do? It's fine." Then he pulled up Li Xiaoju, "Juer, go, go to my office with dad, think you're going crazy!"

Out of the ticket office, Li Xiaoju shook away Li Wencheng and took his hand, and never walked away again. "I just ask you a word. Can the price of one hundred yuan go?"

"Okay my stupid daughter, Dad tells you the truth. Since the opening of Fengcheng Non-staple Food Development Company to the present, I have only paid a price of 111 for a major customer in Guangzhou. The goods have not yet left. Apart from that, a piece of goods less than 120 has never been sold out. Of course, if you want, I will not send you dozens of boxes at a time. Let's go and say in the room. "

Li Xiaoju's mouth passed a hint of incomprehension, "I still have something." He ran towards the door without saying a word, no matter how the man behind him called, he didn't look back.