webnovelfull Chapter 1057 Your factory is really profitable
Chapter 1057 Your factory is really profitable
There was a crisp sound of a coin hitting the table in the corner. Zhang Zhengyue threw down the coin and rushed out: "Eat shit! Brothers, retreat!"
"Listen up, you thieves! Whoever doesn't come to the foot of Zijin Mountain is a bastard!" The shouting and cursing gradually faded away.
Zhou Qi filled Tian Xiaoyi's glass with wine and said with a smile: "Call more people. It's not enough to clean up just the few of you who play football."
Amid the clear sound of cups hitting each other, the boss came over with a rag in his hand and said, "Hey, my boy, is it true that our national football team will not be able to make it out of Asia until 2050?"
"Look at these cowards. They are weaklings in a fight. Do you expect them to be kicked out of the country?"
The amber liquor rippled in the glass. "Become a fan of the women's soccer team as soon as possible, and then pay attention to the women's volleyball team. They are about to win their fifth consecutive championship."
"Five consecutive championships?" The boss' eyes suddenly lit up.
"At the World Championships in Czechoslovakia next year, our girls will win the gold cup again!"
Zhou Qi raised his head and drank the wine in his glass: "Brother, why don't you consider letting the women's volleyball team endorse your wine?"
Tian Xiaoyi almost choked: "Can the national team take on this kind of work?"
"The girls' training uniforms are all worn out, so what's wrong with me sponsoring some equipment?"
The dashing figure with a ponytail appeared in front of Zhou Qi's eyes, Iron Hammer Lang Ping. This girl is much more energetic when leading the team than the men's football team.
"This is a great idea!"
Zhou Qi suddenly slammed the table and shouted, startling the guests who were eating pickled fish so much that they stopped eating with their chopsticks.
His mind was full of the grand plan of sponsoring the women's volleyball team. Who didn't know that the women's volleyball team was the national idol in the 1980s?
If we could invite them to be our spokesperson, money would flow in like water from the Qinhuai River.
The shop owner with a mustache came over with a toothpick in his mouth and said, "Little brother, do you think our women's volleyball team can really win the championship again next year?"
A few diners nearby joined in the fun, with joking expressions on their faces that said "Are you bragging?"
"It's a must! Win all eight games and not lose a single one!"
Zhou Qi tilted his head back and drank half a glass of iced draft beer, then slammed the glass onto the greasy wooden table, causing the foam to jump.
The draft beer made from well water is really powerful. The cool feeling goes down your throat to your heels, making you feel comfortable all over.
This girl Tian Xiaoyi is really impressive.
At first he frowned at the foamy beer, but after hearing Zhou Qi's explanation that it was "liquid bread", he actually started drinking it.
What’s even more amazing is that this girl from northern Anhui has an amazing alcohol tolerance. She drank a bottle of cold beer as if nothing happened, which made the store owner give her a thumbs up.
As the two of them staggered out of the store, the neon lights came on.
Tian Xiaoyi grabbed Zhou Qi's sleeve and refused to let go: "Brother Qi, do we really have to fight Zhang Zhengyue?"
"Fuck it!" Zhou Qi grabbed her hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you on a night cruise on the Qinhuai River!"
In the early 1990s, the Qinhuai River had not yet been drowned by neon signs. The green bricks and black tiles along the river were dimly visible, and the sound of oars was accompanied by the faint scent of osmanthus.
As soon as the black-sailed boat that Zhou Qi rented for one dollar reached the center of the river, he threw away the bamboo pole and let the boat drift. The moonlight crushed the ripples and sprinkled them on Tian Xiaoyi's face, making people feel itchy.
When the sky in the east began to turn pale, the scent of Tian Xiaoyi's pigtails wafted through the boat's awning, in addition to the morning mist.
Except for the last line of defense, everything that was supposed to happen happened.
This silly girl was so excited that she didn't sleep the whole night, and Zhou Qi was so tired that he kept yawning - who said that girls from northern Anhui are conservative?
Zhang Zhengyue and a few of his brothers squatted outside the gate of Zijin Mountain to block Zhou Qi, but they didn't see him until late at night.
The brothers dispersed cursing at each other, saying that the boy was not kind enough to desert the battlefield.
As soon as the sky was getting light, Zhou Qi dragged Tian Xiaoyi straight to the train station.
He had spent millions of dollars on advertising in newspapers and radio stations a few days ago, and now he had to find a way to fill the hole. If there was a way to make money quickly, trading in treasury bonds was definitely the best.
Zhou** knows everything, and the old industrial base in Northeast China is full of employees of state-owned enterprises.
At that time, the authorities assigned treasury bond tasks to factories and mines. Liaoning's large steel, petrochemical, and machinery factories alone accounted for half of the country's total.
What’s even better is that bank branches in Shenyang start selling treasury bonds directly, saving the trouble of haggling with the workers.
Tian Xiaoyi's eyes widened as she watched Zhou Qi spending money like water.
The night before, I heard on the Qinhuai River pleasure boat that we were going to the Northeast, and I insisted on going with him to see the world. We bought a hard sleeper ticket to Shenyang, and after a day and a night of clattering, we finally arrived at the station.
Shencheng is really a treasure land. You don't have to go to each factory to collect coupons.
Zhou Qi found out that a ten-yuan note could be bought for eight yuan here. Although it was a bit more expensive than back home, he could make a 50% profit by reselling it on the black market in Haicheng.
After shuffling the beads on the abacus, he headed straight for the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China headquarters.
"What business do you have, comrade?"
"Treasury bonds, as many as you can get." Zhou Qi slapped the passbook that Haicheng brought on the counter.
When the teller heard the amount of one million, he was so surprised that he dropped his pen. In those days, the average worker only earned a hundred or eighty yuan a month, and this single business deal was equivalent to the annual workload of a factory with more than 10,000 employees.
The young clerk behind the bank counter suppressed his inner excitement, his fingers unconsciously stroking the calculator.
According to regulations, they can get a commission of 50 cents for every 1,000 yuan of treasury bonds they handle. If this deal is successful, it will be equivalent to the total salary of their three or four years.
"Are you sure you want to buy more than one million treasury bonds?"
When he confirmed for the third time, he noticed that a seven-digit deposit was printed on the cover page of the passbook handed over by the customer.
The man named Zhou Qi was wearing ordinary work clothes. The handmade canvas bag tucked under his arm had fine stitching, but it exuded an indescribable sense of incongruity.
When the capital verification was confirmed, the young employee felt his eardrums buzzing.
160 million! The fixed amount of treasury bonds in the provincial branch vault was almost not enough to pay.
He stole a glance at the customer who was checking the coupon amount, and suddenly noticed the calluses on his palms, which were clearly the marks left by years of holding wrenches.
"We have tens of thousands of people to support in our factory."
Zhou Qi casually flipped through the bundles of blue coupons, and the smell of printing ink from the 50-yuan notes hit him in the face.
Compared with the ten-yuan receipts seen in Jiangsu, Liaoning Province's heavy industrial background has now become a convenience - the cover of each fixed-amount voucher has a conspicuous amount hot-stamped on it, which saves the time of using a money detector when counting.
Two interns were trotting at the counter, carrying the ticket books, and their canvas bags were bulging to the point of bursting.
The young employee suddenly remembered the "security dealer" arrested by the Economic Investigation Department last month, who was said to have been shot.
He tried to strike up a conversation: "Your factory is doing really well, how can you pay so much in three months' wages?"
"It's just to make a living."
As the zipper was zipped up, a new crack appeared on the side of the canvas bag.
When he turned around, the counter glass reflected the unwiped oil marks on the back of his neck, which looked very much like the unique mark of the old masters in the machinery factory.
In order to hold more treasury bonds, Zhou Qi specially sewed an oversized canvas bag, which looked like the sacks used to hold fertilizer in farmyards.
Zhang Dajiang behind the bank counter was very happy at the moment - he got nearly two thousand yuan in commission from this business.
He quickly completed the formalities for Zhou Qi, walked to the front hall in two steps, and warmly handed over his business card:
"Remember, my name is Zhang Dajiang from the Credit Department. Next time you want to buy treasury bonds, call my office directly. Tell me how much you want in advance, and I'll make sure it's ready for you!"