Chapter 41: Head-on collision

In the story of Song Lao Liu, Ai Xiaoming's "rise" is what happened this year.
At the beginning of the year, he came to ask his sister Ai Xiaoqing to deliver the goods to the factory. As soon as Ai Xiaoqing didn't want anyone, he agreed. Ai Xiaoming was originally a taxi driver, and now things are slowly getting better. In the beginning, the chemical was used to deliver chaoline, which was sent to the factory from Shenyang after the goods were purchased. A bag of 50 kilos of caustic soda yielded a profit of five dollars. It would consume about three hundred bags a day. Ai Xiaoming wanted to manage daily affairs. Wang Xiu opened other suppliers, but Wang Xiu didn't dare to agree. Fortunately, the factory has been expanding and the demand has been increasing, so Ai Xiaoming has no longer been entangled.
In the first half of the year, Ai Xiaoming didn't show up, but quietly changed from renting a car to buying a big truck.
During this period, because Ai Xiaoming pursued profits to purchase a large amount of cheap and low-quality carnitine, which led to a decline in the quality of toilet paper. Fortunately, the supply of toilet paper was in short supply. I didn't care about it after that.
However, starting in the second half of the year, after Ai Xiaoming began to get involved in the delivery of raw materials, he suddenly shook and shot more and more generously when playing with a group of fox friends and dog friends. Once he was drunk and bragging about it and revealed the secret: when sending raw materials to the loved paper mill, water the waste books on the lower level. The factory consignee will not check so carefully, that is, the full and empty cars are weighed and paid. So Ai Xiaoming sent a car, in addition to the profit that he should take, and two or three thousand for white, and four cars a day was 10,000 yuan.
After someone heard about it, they also planned to go in and mix it, but it was rejected by the paper mill: Just kidding, we all have fixed partners, and kicked others. Can you guarantee such a huge supply? I have paid attention to sending used books these years. Now the paper mills I love have too much throughput, and the suppliers have relationships with the waste collection stations around the world.
After this group of people hit the wall, Ai Xiaoming laughed at them and didn't look at who owned the factory!
Because the money is easy to come, Ai Xiaoming spends it hard, and he doesn't say anything about the gold chain and big watches. This month, Ai Xiaoming actually brought a "tiger head" back! You should know that there are only three Mercedes-Benz cars in Liaoyang City at this time. Even in a city like Dalian, Mercedes-Benz cars can directly enter the municipal government without inspection. In other words, Mercedes cars of this era represent status and are privileged.
The Wang Ai family now has four major enterprise systems, with annual total profits and taxes paid in excess of 15 million. It is nothing more than a crown and a blue bird.
Before leaving, Song Liuliu hesitated and said, "I'll follow, too. He has a few people around him now."
Wang Ai shook his head and pointed to Song Laoliu's suit: "When it's ashore, don't enter the water."
When passing by the hospital, Wang Ai and Li Lin got out of the car to see Secretary Jin, but they were undergoing surgery. The doctor said that the problem was not serious and the leg bone was fractured. Wang Ai also saw Secretary Jin's eldest son, working in the Municipal Federation of Trade Unions, who was also thin and serious. They were very polite, knowing that Wang Ai and his father were friends.
Wang Ai didn't stay much. Anyway, Wang Bin is here, and everything can be handled well.
Li Lin galloped all the way, greeted the old Dong at the gate of the factory and the guard room, and the car went straight to the office building. Although there are as many as 35 large-scale color steel workshops in the whole factory, the office building is still very old. The enlarged paper mill merged with the original bankrupt state-owned enterprise. Because the buildings of the old state-owned enterprises also have some military functions, or the construction standard is wind and rain, and it will not collapse for 100 years, it is leveling the land and removing it. Obstructed the old factory, but retained the original office building. The factory's management center is now in this dilapidated three-story building.
As soon as I reached the second floor of the building, I heard a voice clapping at the table arrogantly: "Old dead head has rolled, now I have the final say. From tomorrow on, I will send all the raw materials."
Wang Ai stopped, listening silently.
The person in charge of the Purchasing Department said: "Many customers are old relationships and cannot be driven away. Besides, can you guarantee more than 200 tons of materials a day?"
"Hey!" Ai Xiaoming said: "Let them be resold to me. You think, I'm the last name of Ai, half of this factory belongs to our old Ai's family, of course I have to think about the factory, they send the ingredients first Come to me, I check it, and then sell it to the factory at the original price, so you save a lot of trouble. "
"Your material is too tide, let's not! Secretary Jin said, we will ..."
"Shut up! Do n’t forget the surname Cai, you are working for our old Ai's family. Then let me get you laid off!"
After hearing this, Wang Ai turned his head and whispered to Li Lin and said, "Call Sun Yi and the old Dong, and gather downstairs in the security department."
Li Lin stood upright and saluted, "Yes!"
At the meeting, the footsteps sounded neatly downstairs, from far to near, the two old green army uniforms lined up with pickaxes and ran to the line. Wang Ai stood on the steps in front of the office building, her face sinking like water. Not far behind, the old police officer Dong from the guard room followed him on a bicycle. The factory area is too big, don't ride too slow, old Dong is more than fifty, and can't run over like Mao Tiaozi.
Wang Ai didn't wait for the old Dong, named Sun Yi and Li Lin to follow him, the others stood by.
In front of the purchasing department on the second floor, Wang Ai went in as soon as he pushed the door.
Ai Xiaoming, who was sitting at the table with the head of the purchasing department for a drink of five and six, turned his head, and a crimson, oily face appeared in front of Wang Ai.
"Well, isn't this a great nephew, why don't you go to school to run in the factory?" Ai Xiaoming stood up and came up with a big belly: "If you say to me, you do n’t need to be relatives, but I use an outsider. I am You scum, can I still fool you? The sale of our old Ai family is up to our family! "
"Who's buying and selling?" Wang Ai Shen asked.
"Huh?" Ai Xiaoming frowned. "Wang Bin knows the fart! Of course, my sister's business is the old Ai's business."
"Hehe" Wang Ai laughed. "My parents' factory, the heir should also be me. It is neither Lao Wang's, nor Lao Ai's."
"The little fart understands , just go to school and recognize the two words. Isn't it possible to do business in these years? Wang Bin is a big collective worker, and my elder sisters will be able to stay home and watch the children. Me, can you still stop making money? Starting from tomorrow, the purchasing department will let me have the final say. Your second aunt, your old aunt, and your aunt will also come to the factory to help you watch and wait until you grow up. "Ai Xiaoming waved his hand, taking it for granted.
Wang Ai looked at Ai Xiaoming's greedy face and nodded, "Sun Yi, Li Lin!"
The two answered subconsciously: "to".
Wang Ai pointed to Ai Xiaoming: "Take him down!"