Don't even think so far, just after I successfully completed the big project in hand, the president suddenly reconciled with other high-level executives?
Did you suddenly make a mistake?
The president suddenly felt that he was out of hand, so why not?
Megumi Mizukami is a must, this woman is not only a stepping stone to a higher status, but also a good relationship with Megumi Mizukami can also make her position in the company stable.
So, I am right.
The ones who were wrong were the short-sighted Xichiying, Dafeng Zheshu and the others.
Natsume Takuya, who convinced himself, opened his eyes in satisfaction.
The sight went from blurry to clear, and Natsume Takuya was startled immediately, and took a step back.
Shimakaze Tomie, who was three meters away from Natsume Taku, asked with a smile.
"Surprised to see me?"
Takumi Natsume scratched his head.
"I was just wondering if Miss Shimakaze saw my ugliness just now?"
Shimakaze Tomie shrugged.
"You're just standing with your eyes closed. What's so ugly about it? Why, your eyes are sore, why don't you close your eyes and rest?"
Natsume shook his head.
"Just encountered some troublesome things."
Shimakaze Tomie tilted his head, his alluring face was a little more curious.
"What troubles? Can you tell me?"
Natsume Taku didn't want to say it, but when his eyes came into contact with Shimakaze Tomie's eyes, Natsume Taku felt that all his will and thoughts were touched and swallowed by Shimakaze Tomie's eyes.
Natsume Takuo wants to unconditionally comply with all the demands of Shimakaze Tomie.
However, as an adult, Natsume Taku's willpower is still good. Under the protection of strong enough willpower, Tomie's charm did not pass the judgment, but it also had an effect.
Natsume Taku opened his mouth and told half the truth.
"What else is an adult's trouble? It's just no money?"
Natsume shook his head.
"I just bought a car, got a loan, lived and fed, and asked for money. When workers come here, they also need to arrange prefabricated housing, food and lodging. Money, money, it's all money."
In fact, the current money is still enough to spend, but it is not enough for extravagant activities such as dating Megumin Mizukami, eating and so on.
Island style Tomie play taste.
"If you are short of money, I can recommend a way to make money."
Natsume Taku looked at Shimakaze Tomie in surprise.
Shimakaze Tomie raised his eyebrows and said.
"Natsume, the tiles sent by our company will arrive in a few days, do you understand?"
Natsume Taku nodded.
"What's wrong?"
The corners of Shimakaze Tomie's mouth turned up, as charming as a succubus tempting hell.
"You can sell our company's genuine ceramic tiles at a 40% or 50% discount to the market price. After you sell them, you can use the money you earn to buy those Sanwu ceramic tiles."
Shimakaze Tomie smiled gracefully.
"The price of Sanwu tiles is only 30% of our company's genuine tiles. If you change hands, you can get a 20% to 30% difference in the price of selling tiles."
Natsume Taku: "?(°?°)?"
Natsume Taku said hurriedly.
"Miss Shimakaze, stop joking."
Shimakaze Tomie stared at Natsume Taku's eyes, and said word by word.
"You think I'm joking?"
Natsume Taku felt the emptiness of his will and vision being swallowed by Shimakaze Tomie again, but the fear in the adult's heart overwhelmed this charm judgment.
"No, no, if this kind of thing happens, I'm done."
Shimakaze Tomie shook his head.
"It's okay, no one will know, Mr. Natsume, you also know that most of the three-free products are actually of good quality, but they are only criticized because they don't have the three-guarantee service."
Staring into Shimakaze Tomie's eyes, Natsume Taku felt a little convinced.
Shimakaze Tomie continues to charm.
"Mr. Natsume, as long as you use good tiles in the office and other places, good decoration is enough. Where other workers stay, what if you use inferior tiles? Even if it breaks, you won't find someone to repair it. Three guarantees are equal to no."
Natsume nodded subconsciously. Indeed, he had seen many factories where workers were. The tiles in the factory were broken, and no one took care of them when they were dug out. Isn't the reason why the leaders didn't care if they didn't break down to the leadership's office?
The island wind and Fu Jiang wink like silk.
"Mr. Natsume, making money in a reasonable place is the behavior of a smart person. Isn't Mr. Natsume an idiot?"
Natsume Taku murmured.
"Of course I'm not stupid, I'm smart..."
Natsume Taku's eyes widened suddenly.
"No, it's too dangerous, I can't do it!"
Natsume Taku ran into his company in a panic.
After entering, Natsume Tuo pursed his lips, thinking of his parents.
Natsume Taku's parents have credit cards. If they want their parents to use their credit cards to overdraft, can they spend a sum of money on their own?
Money is confidence, and Natsume Takuya called Mizukami Megumi proudly.
"Eh? Is it Natsume?"
Natsume Taku's voice was very proud.
"Huihui, are you free on the weekend? How about I take you to Tokyo Grand Hotel for dinner?"
What Manager Shencha can do, other people can do, Natsume Taku thinks he must do it too!
"Hey, Tokyo Hotel? No, no, Natsume doesn't need to take me to such an expensive place, just take me to a bowl of oden, which is delicious too."
There was a burst of low laughter, followed by a mocking voice from Dayangsai, the housekeeper of Hui family in Minakami.
"Huihui, you are really gentle."
"Well, I still have something to do, hang up."
Mizukami hung up the phone.
Natsume was stunned, his lips trembling.
Outside of the company just now, Natsume Taku could keep his heart in the face of Shimakaze Tomie's temptation and dare not do bad things.
But now, as far as Megumi Mizugami said, you don't have to take me to such an expensive place.
Natsume Tuo heard pity.
Megumin Mizukami knows that he has no money, so he pities himself...
pity myself...
Natsume Taku turned around and walked outside the company. At this time, Tomie was still there. The woman looked up at the sky, waiting to lower her head, and Tomie saw Natsume Taku coming to her side.
Natsume Tuo said abruptly.
"How to sell?"
Chapter 99 Desire
That night.
twelve o'clock at night.
Natsume Taku, who had put on makeup and wore a hat and a mask, came to the gate of a suburban factory. A bald, middle-aged fat man came out of the factory.
Natsume Takuo forcibly said calmly.
"Mr. Tsuchimikado, the price of the tiles we talked about should be fine, right?"
The balding middle-aged fat man was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Yes, I can load the goods now, but it has been agreed in advance that I can only give you 60% of the price if you sell from me and buy from me."
Because both the sale and the purchase are at the same store, Tsuchimikado Chihiro can only offer 60% of the price of the original brand tiles. If Natsume Takumi just sells, and does not buy the Sanna tiles from Tsuchimikado Chikazu’s house, Tsuchimikado Senhibi can only give 50% of the price of the original brand tiles, or even lower.
Natsume Taku breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm still very relieved of the tiles provided by Mr. Tsuchimikado."
The bald and fat man in front of him, Chihiro Domido, was one of the local dealers of Sanwu products.
As a designer, in addition to cooperating with brand dealers, you also need to get to know dealers with three-free brands, so that when customers strongly request, even if you don’t want to say it publicly, you can also discuss products without three-guarantee service in private with customers.
Of course, this product is for customers to buy by themselves, and designers cannot participate in it.
Later, if there is a problem with the product, the designer can also say that it is the owner's own responsibility, and has nothing to do with himself, a designer who only provides other services.
Today is different, Natsume Tuo was worried about other people coming, so he came to the door in person after putting on makeup, and wanted to trade tiles with the bald fat man in front of him.
Another half an hour later, the pickup trucks hired by Tomoe drove to the gate of the factory in the suburbs. Chihiro Tsuchimikado's subordinates, one by one, came out, and the tiles on the pickup truck were moved down and counted. After the counting was completed, the tiles with three non-products but with brand packaging were moved onto the pickup truck.
Natsume Taku looked at all this with wandering eyes.
The beating frequency of the heart continues to increase with the movements of the workers.
Natsume Taku knew a lot of people who traded civet cats for the prince to make money, and even heard of some bank insiders investing the depositors' money.
Some of these people have accidents, and now they are squatting in prison, and they have passed retirement in a stable way. Now they wear gold and silver, eat well and drink hot food.
Therefore, morality is not important in the adult world, whoever makes more money is the one who has the ability.
Natsume Takuo comforted himself uneasily.
He is very clear that the top management of the Neon Country will not care about the life and death of the bottom people, especially in the factory. If the brand tiles in the factory are replaced with Sanwu tiles, even if there are quality problems, no one will notice.
Therefore, as Shimakaze Tomie said, as long as the high-level offices and dormitories of those leaders are built with real materials, what they have done will not be discovered.
I can really get this benefit without knowing it!
After all, Shimakaze Tomie is also optimistic about himself!
Tsuchimikado Chihiro walked over from the workers, and then returned to Natsume Taku.
Tsuchimikado Chihiro laughed.
"Sir, the tiles you provided are very good. They are genuine products from Kawakami Tile Company. The price of this kind of tiles on the market is 400 yen per square meter (about 21 yuan per square meter), and we charge you 240 yen per square meter. You bought 120 square meters of tiles from us. That is to say, under the same exchange, we will pay you 120 yen per square meter."
Natsume Taku suppressed the trembling in his heart and nodded.
"Yes, and this time I want to sell 8,000 square meters of branded tiles."
Tsuchimikado Chihiro took out a stack of Japanese coins from her pocket.
"This is 960,000 (approximately 50,000 soft sister coins), sir, please order."
Natsume shook.
Natsume's current monthly salary is between 300,000 and 500,000 yen, and this 960,000 is equivalent to three months' salary.
In just one night, without any effort on his part, he earned three months' salary?
Natsume Taku has a feeling that his previous life has been lived on dogs.
For this reason, when 960,000 and a thick stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi reached the palm of his hand, Natsume Takuya was trembling from the inside out.
Is it so easy to make money?