Chip Tycoon Reborn

The original warehouse has been converted into a dance hall, so Director Liu, Director Zhou and Boss Shi were shocked when they entered the door, and then they all beamed with joy and couldn't help but feel excited.

"It's really a luxurious dance hall. Director Zheng is so elegant that he actually built a dance hall in the factory."

"This song and dance hall is comparable to the Palace of Culture. Director Zheng is so rich, it seems that our account can be written off!"

It was obvious to them that since Zheng Nan had money to build such a dance hall, wouldn't it be easy to pay back the money?

But they still made the wrong calculation, and they were terribly wrong...

Zheng Nan looked at them in surprise: "Do the bosses even know about the dance hall?"

Zheng Nan's surprised expression was natural and there was nothing artificial about it.

Several bosses were a little unhappy at the time: "What do you call this? Do you, a little comrade, know how to speak? This song and dance hall is not a rare thing. You can go in and dance two songs for five yuan at the Cultural Palace!"

"We all went there to shop on the opening day. The consumption there is really high. A bottle of Jiangxia beer outside for 50 cents can actually be sold for 10 yuan, and a pack of 2 yuan for Yellow Crane Tower can be sold for 20 yuan.

Absolutely outrageous!”

"But as long as Director Zheng pays us back, I promise to open your eyes!"

Zheng Nan automatically filtered the debt collection words: "Such a high price, this is not to drive away customers, how dare he do it?"

"Who says it's not the case? But I heard that there's nothing the Palace of Culture can do about it. It spent millions on decorating the ballroom and hundreds of thousands on the sound system alone. It's hard to recover the money."

"With hundreds of thousands of speakers, dear, the effect must be shocking."

Zheng Nan echoed them and gestured to the old factory manager to turn on the tape recorder in the ballroom.

'Don't wander around at midnight on weekends, come to Appleland, welcome stray children...'

As the dynamic songs came from the speakers, several bosses' eyes widened. Just like other people who experienced the charm of a subwoofer for the first time, they were conquered by the feeling of heartbeats resonating together.

"I'll go! Boss Zheng, you are a real person and don't show your face. Your speakers are much better than those at the Cultural Palace!"

"I have never felt so excited and addictive. I feel like I can fly!"

"The speakers at the Cultural Palace cost hundreds of thousands, but Director Zheng, your speakers can't cost more than a million..."

Zheng Nan smiled at these compliments and questions, and just took out 200 yuan and asked Li Lei and Deputy Factory Director Jiang Qixian to buy beer and order a table of appetizers.

"Since all the bosses find it exciting and satisfying, how can I not let everyone enjoy themselves?"

Zheng Nan said loudly, and then went on stage with a simple microphone made by Li Xing: "Here, I can also sing a song for the bosses!"

"A pair of people who cannot be modified will always bring warmth behind their backs... My love is infinite, please allow me to say that I really love you!"

After the song "I Really Love You", several bosses below applauded it very much.

At this time, Li Lei and Jiang Qie also came with wine and food. Zheng Nan immediately invited several bosses to drink and eat food. At the same time, he also asked Li Lei and Jiang Qie to invite all the people outside to eat and drink together.

Of course, Zheng Nan told Li Lei not to drink under any circumstances. After all, he, a strong man, was his last insurance.

Afterwards, Zheng Nan continued to drink and eat with several bosses, and encouraged them to sing on stage.

At the beginning, several bosses couldn't let go, but as they poured down several bottles of horse urine, they couldn't stop them one by one. They took to the stage and started singing, such as "Am I Really Nothing?" and "On the New Long March."

Classic songs such as "Rock and Roll" and even "Qian Qian Que Song" come one after another.

Although this was just a temporary microphone made by the workshop director Li Xing, and the tape did not eliminate the original sound, and there was no 3D surround sound or anything like that, these bosses who came into contact with karaoke and subwoofer for the first time were still very happy.

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Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually in place, Zheng Nan started to get down to business.

He pulled Director Liu and Director Huaqiao Zhou of the steel factory: "I know it was Ma Zhongyong who asked you to come to collect the account today, right?"

The two of them were busy trying to smooth things over: "Brother, don't blame us. It's true that we've been owing this debt for too long, and there's nothing we can do about it..."

Zheng Nanmi stared and waved her hands vigorously: "I think he did the right thing and did a good job. How can we sit together drinking and singing now? And I want to tell you a big secret!"

Zheng Nan pointed not far away pretending to be mysterious: "You all think my speakers are very good, better than the hundreds of thousands of speakers in the Cultural Palace, right? You think I bought top-notch speakers from Ninghai or even foreign countries worth millions?

Right? Let me tell you, you are all wrong. The speakers I have here are made by myself and are produced by this electronics factory!"

This news shocked Director Liu and Director Zhou, and even Boss Shi, who had always been the boss of Mai, put down the microphone.

But they still looked unconvinced on the surface: "Brother, you drank too much, why are you still talking nonsense? Ninghai and foreign countries are all brand-name products, and their technology is excellent. Even if what you get is parallel imports, it doesn't matter... Oops!"

Bang bang bang!

Zheng Nan slapped the table hard to express his dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Are you doubting me? I tell you that this is the product of the electronics factory!"

"Don't look at the speakers from Ninghai or other foreign brands. No matter how loud they sound, they are not as good as the speakers from our Jiangxia Electronics Factory!"

"And my speakers are cheap. Those foreign products from Ninghai sell for tens or even millions. You can buy my speakers for three thousand yuan, but you can easily sell them for tens of thousands of yuan outside!"

"Do you know about the boss Huang who sells dance hall lights? He wants to buy as many speakers from me today. He wants as many as he wants. I said this is not good. Any brother boss who likes my speakers, I will sell to him.

That’s it!”

Several bosses' eyes sparkled, and they raised their glasses even more enthusiastically after hearing this.

"Brother is really capable. The electronics factory he contracted produced such a powerful speaker. I have to accept it!"

"Brother, I have a merciless request. Do you think this speaker can be sold to my brothers? As you just said, three thousand yuan!"

Zheng Nan stopped as soon as he heard this: "How can this work? I can easily sell tens of thousands by working with Boss Huang, but you want to buy it for only three thousand, no, absolutely not!"

These bosses were not vegetarians either, and they began to use persuasion and coercion.

"Brother, you see, my brother is not taking advantage of you by using your stereo for free. We can use the debt to offset it. It doesn't matter if it's a little more. We can discuss the discount price again!"

"Brother, if you don't want to, just pay back the money today. It's impossible for us to bring so many brothers here in vain. You don't want to be unable to continue contracting the factory just after you start, right?"

Zheng Nan looked at them with eyes wide open: "You...you are going too far. I kindly shared my secret with you, but you actually treat me like this. Do you really think I am easy to bully?"

"Okay, I promise you! No one will regret it!"

This sudden turn of events left the old factory director and Li Lei standing next to them dumbfounded.