Chapter 38 Selfishness
"Jianjun, what are you hesitating about? Give me a word, brother, do you want to do it or not?"
Zhang Bin's voice came, with urging in his words.
Wang Jianjun hesitated, thought for a moment and said, "It's not right to do this. North Korea has helped us so much. It would be immoral for us to do this now."
"Morality? Haha, can morality be eaten as food? Can morality be spent as money?" Zhang Bin asked disdainfully: "He Song Yuanchao helps us? This sounds right, but think about it carefully, is this really 'help'?"
"We all contributed, why should Song Yuanchao take the lion's share while we only take the smaller share? And if it weren't for us, could Song Yuanchao handle this business alone? Don't be ridiculous, Jianjun, think about it carefully, what's the difference between what Song Yuanchao did and the capitalists before liberation? He is exploiting us, and you are just stupid enough to think he is a good person."
"But Zhang Bin, you can't say that. We have also made money. If it weren't for Yuan Chao letting Daqi find us, how could we make so much money now?" Wang Jianjun shook his head.
"You are such a stubborn person." Zhang Bin was very disappointed. "Song Yuanchao defeated you with just a little favor? This is just a sugar-coated bullet! How much do you think you can do? Yes, we made money, but how much did we make? Do you know how much Song Yuanchao made this month?"
"How much?" Wang Jianjun asked subconsciously.
"At least this number." Zhang Bin stretched out his hand and gestured. Wang Jianjun's eyes suddenly widened, with an incredible look in his eyes.
"No way?"
"You, what can I say about you?" Zhang Bin handed a cigarette to Wang Jianjun, lit it with a match, and said in a low voice: "I have secretly calculated a long time ago that Song Yuanchao can earn twice as much as we do for a single hanger he sells without doing anything. Now he can sell at least several thousand hangers every day. After so many days, you can calculate how much it is yourself."
Wang Jianjun was stunned for a moment, staring blankly with the cigarette between his fingers. He had never thought about this before. Now that Zhang Bin reminded him of this, Wang Jianjun thought about it in his mind, and his brain suddenly exploded with a buzzing sound.
It can be said that Wang Jianjun has made a lot of money following Song Yuanchao these days. He has earned several hundred yuan, which is a huge sum of money, almost the annual salary of an ordinary worker.
But Wang Jianjun never expected that Song Yuanchao could earn so much. If what Zhang Bin said was correct, then what Song Yuanchao got was far beyond his imagination.
"This... is this true?" For a moment, Wang Jianjun felt his breath was a little off and he took a few deep puffs of his cigarette.
"Nonsense, of course it's true, otherwise why would I tell you this?" Zhang Bin patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Song Yuanchao can make so much money, isn't it because of our help? Without us, he would be nothing!"
"Jianjun, I've thought about this a long time ago. It's better for us to work on our own than to be exploited by others. Why can Song Yuanchao make so much money? He eats meat with his mouth full of oil, while we can only gnaw on a few bones? He is a good person? Pah! What a ghost!"
Wang Jianjun's expression became extremely tangled. In his heart, he was full of gratitude to Song Yuanchao, because Song Yuanchao led him, and he made more money this month than in the past few years. And now he has more money on hand, and he has money to give to his family. His family's attitude towards him is different from before, which makes Wang Jianjun feel very satisfied.
But what Zhang Bin said to him today caused Wang Jianjun's perception of Song Yuanchao to change drastically in an instant .
Yes! Song Yuanchao alone made more money than all of them combined, but he only gave them a small portion. What else could this be but capitalist exploitation?
Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun felt a little unwilling and even a little angry. But after thinking carefully, Wang Jianjun still felt a little worried and asked Zhang Bin: "But... even if we do it ourselves, can we do it? Do n't forget the casing and other things were obtained through Song Yuanchao's connections."
"Don't worry, these are all small matters." Zhang Bin patted his chest confidently, "Didn't Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi go to work in some school-run factory some time ago? I took people to pick up the last two batches of casings . I have already inquired about the source and price of these casings, and have also contacted the people over there. As long as you have no problem with this, Jianjun, the raw materials will be no problem. I have already calculated it. Let's get some money together, and then I will get the raw materials, and you can find someone to make some equipment, and pull a few people out from the current people, and we will do it ourselves!"
"We need to pool our money..." Wang Jianjun heard Zhang Bin say that they wanted to pool their money together. Money is hard-earned, and what if it is lost once invested? This is his hard-earned money!
"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb! How can you eat meat without getting beaten?" Zhang Bin bit his cigarette butt with full confidence: "The cost of a hanger is only 0.11 cents at most, and we don't have to share the money with others. We can make at least 0.22 cents for each hanger we sell. 0.22 cents! Do the math, how much will it make if we sell 500 hangers a day? What if we sell 1,000 hangers?"
As Zhang Bin spoke, Wang Jianjun's eyes became brighter and brighter. This way they would earn much more than before.
What Zhang Bin said was indeed correct. In fact, making clothes hangers did not require much technical skills. They had already figured out the entire process of how to make and sell them these days. What's more, the equipment made by Song Yuanchao was very simple and could be made by anyone who knew a little bit of locksmithing.
"That's good..." Wang Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "But if we do it ourselves, we will definitely have conflicts with Song Yuanchao and his team. What if the two companies compete for the business and the sales are not good?"
"Hey, isn't this simple?" Zhang Bin said with a smile, "Song Yuanchao is selling three for one yuan now, we can be cheaper than him, we can just sell them for 32 cents each, which means three pieces are four cents cheaper. Think about it, we sell the same thing cheaper while they sell it more expensively, why would people buy his?"
"That's true, but where is the place? We have no place!"
"That's easy. Aren't Song Yuanchao and his men using an air-raid shelter now? I've already inquired about it. There's also an air-raid shelter on the street ahead. It's quite big. I've discussed it with the person who looked after the air-raid shelter. It's only 15 yuan a month to rent. It's not expensive!"
Zhang Bin said proudly that he had been thinking about this matter for quite some time, and as long as Wang Jianjun nodded, he could start working on it right away.
Zhang Bin's heart was filled with excitement when he thought that he would no longer have to work hard for Song Yuanchao and all the profits would go into his own pocket.
Wang Jianjun was torn between his conscience and his desires at this moment, but greed eventually overcame reason. He threw the burning cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out with his foot. He finally agreed to Zhang Bin's suggestion and decided to work with him.
"Okay! Jianjun, don't worry, you and I will definitely make a fortune!"
“Make a fortune!”
The two men held hands, smiled at the same time, and began to discuss the next things, such as how to purchase raw materials, how to rent a place, how to arrange people to make equipment, and even how to poach a few people from Song Yuanchao to work together.
But what they never expected was that in the corner not far from them, Li Xiaoyun, who heard the conversation clearly, was already red with anger.
"These two traitors!"
Li Xiaoyun gnashed her teeth and wanted to rush out and scold them. If it weren't for Song Yuanchao and her brother Li Daqi who helped them because of their difficult family situation and the friendship between them, they would probably still be unemployed at home, and how could they have the glory of making money now?
But not long after, Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun secretly betrayed Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi and planned to defect. This was simply intolerable.
Restraining the anger in her heart, Li Xiaoyun tiptoed slowly and retreated, fearing that she would be discovered by Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun. After retreating for a distance, Li Xiaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran quickly towards the air-raid shelter.
