Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

In town, an early stall.

Ning Xin looked at the crowd of people who were frantically grabbing clothes on the street, and what he felt was not happiness, but indescribable flesh pain.

People sell clothes to make money, but he sells clothes, but he really loses money.

The more you sell, the more you lose.

"Mr. Luo, are you sure it's okay to do this?" Ning Xin looked at the young man sitting opposite and drinking porridge with a spoon, and asked with obvious lack of confidence.

The man looked less than thirty years old, with a combed back, a suit and leather shoes, and leather shoes polished very brightly, and in the afterlife, a proper charismatic uncle.

His name is Luo Rongsheng, he has gone abroad for further study, and he is a business consultant invited by Ning Xin.

Although Ning Xin is arrogant, he is not a fool who can't tell how many pounds he has, at least he understands the truth of professional things and leaving them to professional people to do.

Of course, this is also related to his complete lack of understanding of how to operate and his unwillingness to spend that brain.

In addition, although Ning Xin shouted on his lips, he would rather lose money than bankrupt Su Mu Garment Factory.

But in fact, they didn't really want to lose money.

After all, if he wants to be the son-in-law of the Jiang family, he always has to make achievements.

Victory that is smashed out by millions will not add glory to him, but will also be artificially defeated and do not know how to operate.

Luo Rongsheng drank the last mouthful of porridge, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his mouth, and said slowly: "President Ning, any industry, even if it is a big dung, as long as a monopoly is formed, making money is as simple as eating and drinking."

"You mean, if you lose money and sell clothes, you can monopolize the industry?" Ning Xinhu doubted.

Luo Rongsheng patiently explained: "What we are doing now is to seize the market and make our garment factory famous by the way." According to the law of the market, as long as our market share reaches 35 percent, we have the ability to manipulate the market, and when we reach 75, we have the ability to monopolize the market.

"We take Qingyang Town as a point, constantly radiating to the surroundings, no more, as long as half of the people in Pingzhou City recognize our factory's clothes, then the return we can get will be dozens of times or even hundreds of times the investment!"

The words directly made Ning Xin's blood boil.

He restrained his excitement and said: "Mr. Luo said so, I am relieved, mainly this time in order to bring down Su Mu, I borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends, and also borrowed money from the bank, if I really lose, then I can't collect it."

"Su Mu is just a twenty-year-old hairy boy, and bringing him down is a matter of minutes for me." Luo Rongsheng said unceremoniously.

Ning Xin said with a smile on his face: "I would like to see what Su Mu's expression is now."

"It's going to be ugly." Luo Rongsheng said: "His clothes have not yet been sold, our clothes have already covered the market, even if he sells, it will not be as cheap as us, compared with the two, his clothes can not be sold, but the reputation of our factory will only be better."

However, not to mention Su Mu's mood, the tailor shop in the town has the heart to kill.

People sell clothes that are even cheaper than fabric, so where else will anyone visit a tailor's shop?

It has to be said that when giants compete against each other, it is always small fish and shrimp who die first.

This is also the immutable principle of the market.

......

South Willow Village.

Su Mu looked at Miao Zhuang, who was squatting on the ground and eating noodles, and suddenly asked: "There is a canteen in the factory that you don't eat, which door do you run out to buy breakfast in the morning?"

Miao Zhuang's action of eating noodles was sluggish, and he said with a smile: "Xiaolan said that she likes to eat the meat buns from Liu Ji's bun shop, so I ran to buy them." "

You kid is engaged in objects, don't think differently, go to the end of the day, if something really happens, don't blame me for being unkind." Su Mu warned.

Miao Zhuang nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Brother Mu, there is a saying, oh yes, the general Baoming Lord, the handsome bird ascends the high branch, I definitely have to learn from you, be so good to your daughter-in-law to your sister-in-law."

"Don't be ridiculous, hurry up and eat and go back to the factory." Su Mu didn't have a good airway.

Miao Zhuang finished drinking the noodle soup in the bowl and asked, "Brother Mu, do you want me to take a few people and go and make trouble for Ning Xin's bastard?" "

He was originally from a mixed street background, and he was naturally Menqinger for tripping and disrupting the situation.

Su Mu shook his head and said, "There is no need for us to make trouble, there will be someone who is more anxious to deal with Ning Xin than us." The

people he was referring to were obviously the people who ran the tailor shop.

However, Su Mu instead hoped that Ning Xin could sell more clothes to go out.

Because the more you sell, the worse you lose.

"Brother Mu, then I will go back to the factory first, and I will come to you again if there is something."

Although Miao Zhuang didn't understand much, he didn't ask, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and left for the garment factory.

And Su Mu's prediction was also fulfilled in the afternoon of the same day.

I don't know where the news came from, saying that it was a low-priced summer dress sold in the town, clothes that were ripped from the bodies of dead people.

For a time, people who bought low-priced summer clothes throughout the town felt as disgusting as eating flies and ran to return them.

"Damn, it must be a rumor created behind the back by that mongrel of Su Mu!" Ning Xin scolded angrily, then looked at Luo Rongsheng beside him for help, and asked, "Mr. Luo, what can I do about this?"

"President Ning, isn't this a very simple question?" Luo Rongsheng said unhurriedly: "Call the directors of several weaving factories that supply our factory, and the problem will naturally be solved."

"Yes!" Ning Xin's eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered Li Donglong to find Wang Dagang and the others.

Once the rumors were clarified, the return crisis naturally dissipated.

The owners of the tailor shop gathered together, and their teeth were almost crushed.

I never expected that the plan that had been painstakingly thought out would be extinguished like a flash in the pan after only seeing a sign of success.

"I heard that the person who sells clothes in our town is a rich man from abroad, it seems to be called Ning Xin."

"Whatever his name, this Wang Eight Calf is simply a shit-stirring stick!"

"What the hell is this bastard doing? Three pieces of five sets of clothes, sooner or later pay him to death! However

, no matter how much the curse is criticized, the reality is that the tailor shop has completely disappeared.

A group of people worked together to break their scalps, but they could only come up with some damage tricks to sabotage and prevent the sale of low-priced clothes.

Unbeknownst to me, the market has already been disrupted.

Even if the original order is restored, the tailor shop will be greatly damaged, and it will not be able to turn over for a long time.

This is also an inevitable situation in the impact of the tide of the times.

......

February 16, it is appropriate to marry.

On this day, the wind was fine and the sky was clear.

Su Mu almost didn't sleep all night, but he was still full of energy early in the morning.

After looking forward to two lifetimes, he finally looked forward to this day, and the excitement in his heart can be imagined.

In the courtyard of the Su family, people who came to say goodbye one after another.

To put it bluntly, this is definitely the most lively wedding in the history of South Willow Village!