Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei's current idea is to liberate the vanity of the American people and allow everyone to use high-quality name brands and have to use fake products produced by their own factories.

What, counterfeiting and breaking the law?

Then you must underestimate Gu Siwei. If he was afraid of making a fake crime, why would he come out to cause trouble? Why not just stay in Shimo Village?

"You don't have to worry about how to sell it. You just focus on production. Tell me if you are confident. I want our products to be more authentic than genuine products!"

"There's nothing wrong with doing it, it's just...".

"What is it?" Gu Siwei asked.

"Boss, it's nothing!"

When the two responsible persons saw it, they immediately said that there was no problem at all.

Of course there is no problem, there is no problem if there is a problem, otherwise the unlucky guy who was kicked out just now will end up. Who doesn’t have a car loan and a house loan, and he is fired by the company at this time, and the whole family will be in trouble from now on.

"How long will it take for the sample to be produced?" Gu Siwei asked.

"Seven days!"

"It's almost seven days," another said.

"So fast? The quality must be good. Don't make me three-legged trousers. That won't work. Our brand can be fake, but the quality cannot be faked."

Having said that, Gu Siwei himself felt that he was a conscientious counterfeiter, and he should always be a conscientious counterfeiter.

"Certainly not".

Gu Siwei didn't know that the current production capacity of clothing and small electronics in Hong Kong is no longer what it was when he first came here. What is scale and what is supply chain? Now Hong Kong has it all. Regardless of the small place, clothing from accessories to fabrics is almost All in one.

"Get the samples out as soon as possible. Those who make them well or quickly will get bonuses. The more you work, the more you will get," Gu Siwei said.

When they heard about the bonus, several people in charge couldn't help but perked up. They all knew how generous their boss was.

After the responsible persons left, Gu Siwei was still mumbling.

"These idiots can sell a canvas bag for thousands of yuan. They can make such heartless money. Why can't I make it? I'm so sorry!"

Guan Youpeng's embarrassed toes almost dug a hole in the floor, and he thought to himself: I bet you are envious of how much money other people make!

Does Guan Youpeng care about counterfeiting?

He doesn't care. Let's put it this way, Guan Youpeng's courage is smaller than that of Gu Siwei. He feels that he has already seen through the inner organs of the Hong Kong city, that is, if he has money, he will be a master, and if he doesn't have money, no one will want him as a grandson, so he wants to To become rich, as long as you have money, who the hell cares where your money comes from?

Who was he who was in charge of cold storage before? Not to mention others, any of the relatives in the family would step on him if he didn't seize the opportunity. Who would dare to step on him now? He didn't come to eat with his relatives, and no one used chopsticks. This is the power of money.

Jail?

Guan Youpeng believes that as long as his boss is still there, even if he spends ten years in prison and comes out as Manager Guan, his life will be better than 99% of the people in Hong Kong.

"Well, Youpeng, let me tell you something."

Gu Siwei muttered a few words and waved to Guan Youpeng. The two of them did not sit across from Gu Siwei's boss' table facing each other, but came to the reception area and sat directly on the sofa.

"Boss, here I come!"

Seeing that his boss was about to make tea for him, Guan Youpeng didn't dare to sit still, so he quickly took over the task of making tea. He was very skilled at that little trick.

Drink kung fu tea.

Gu Siwei was just pretending to be 24k. The tea was naturally from the trees on his mountain. It was expensive and he felt bad for drinking it. It was too ordinary and not suitable for entertaining people. No one had ever seen this tea. As Gu Siwei how Come on, if you say it's good, it's good, no one can refute it.

"Get me some big venues, I'm going to build some movie theaters."

In Hong Kong, movie theaters are called theaters, and watching movies is called dramas, but Gu Siwei was awkward with that, so he just used the theater.

After Yu Wei mentioned it, Gu Siwei felt that he was not good at making movies, but this did not prevent him from taking a share of the booming Hong Kong film market.

Besides, there is so much in Kusiwei right now, isn’t it just that there is so much real estate? Isn’t it difficult to find a good location to build a few movie theaters?

Besides, there are many benefits to having a movie theater. Think about what will be used to buy box office in future generations, and how this works and that works. Although Gu Siwei doesn’t know the details, it is not easy to learn well. How can it be difficult to learn bad?

With so much money coming from the United States, there must be a place to digest it, right? With some investment in the box office, once the company's performance is good, everyone will feel comfortable when it goes public, right?

"Boss, are you building a theater...cinema at this time?" Guan Youpeng didn't quite understand. The market is tightening investment now, so why is the boss doing the opposite?

"This is the time to build a cinema. What is a movie? It is an adult's daydream. Real life is already miserable. Watching a movie to escape life is also a kind of relaxation."

Gu Siwei said with a smile.

After Guan Youpeng heard this, he suddenly felt that the boss's thinking was so special. These people were so poor that they almost ran out of money to eat, but they still had money to go to the movies?

Anyway, Guan Youpeng couldn't understand, just like Gu Siwei didn't understand before, why Master Sanhe ate the cheapest noodles, slept in an Internet cafe and lived in a bridge every day, but could still spend hundreds or thousands to recharge games. He thought there was nothing wrong with having this money, so he actually went to play games.

But after thirty, Gu Siwei understood that this was a way of their inability to cope with life, and a kind of despair for life. If they can't see the future, they don't care about the goal of life.

"Sometimes people need spiritual support!"

Gu Siwei nodded his head when he said it, making it seem quite philosophical, but in fact it was all nonsense.

When Guan Youpeng heard this, everyone was confused. An enterprising boy like Guan Youpeng would not understand the idea of ​​lying down.

"Boss, how many do you mean to build?" Guan Youpeng asked.

Now that the company really has money, even if there is no money in the accounts, these real estate properties can be paid back from the bank, but Guan Youpeng is still a little worried about his boss's investment this time.

"Build whatever can be built in places with a large number of people. The terrain should be good, the site should be large, and the equipment should be as new as possible. Let's do some statistics first, and let's come to 20," Gu Siwei said.

Uh-huh!

Guan Youpeng was dumbfounded.

"boss".

"has a problem?"

Guan Youpeng said: "I don't know if there are so many in Hong Kong now."

"It's better if there are less," Gu Siwei said: "It's best and important places, such as Central and Wan Chai, there must be at least one restaurant in each place. Even if you occupy the latrine and don't shit, you still have to occupy the position. Boss, I just want to be a theater tycoon."

Guan Youpeng understood now that his boss had made up his mind.

So Guan Youpeng said: "Okay, boss!"

Making decisions is the boss's business. Once the boss makes up his mind, Guan Youpeng will go all out. Even if the boss is wrong, Guan Youpeng will implement it to the letter, because Guan Youpeng defines himself as Marvel's persistence. Or, as for the brain, it can only be the boss, and it can only be the boss.

"There is one more thing, but this matter is not urgent. In the future, the way of selling fruit on the streets needs to be changed, and a fruit shop must be built...".

What Gu Siwei is talking about is the membership-based fruit store model in the future.

He didn't know if he could make money, but he wanted to try the water. As for the loss, Gu Siwei wasn't worried. There were a lot of fruits in the space. If he could lose Gu Siwei, he really didn't know what to say.

Guan Youpeng couldn't digest the boss's whimsical ideas for a while, so he took a pen and paper and jotted it down carefully, and asked if there was anything he didn't understand.

Gu Siwei talked about small convenience stores again. This model is naturally the 7-11 model.

How could Gu Siwei not know this? He just didn't know whether the 7-11 company was established or not.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei directly drew a mark and handed it to Guan Youpeng.

"Go and register the logo and company name to see if anyone has registered it. If no one has registered it, register it. Internationally, register everything. If someone has registered it, then try this."

The one who got hit this time was Guishiduo, a small convenience store next to Gu Siwei's old home. It might not be famous in the country, but it was quite famous in his place.

However, most convenience stores operate in similar ways. Gu Siwei is naturally a copycat. If you expect him to come up with a new business model, don't even think about it.

As the old saying goes, time travel means copy, copy, copy!

The whole set is copied, not even the logo or color design has been changed, it's just a complete copycatism.

What does it mean that the boss just talks and his subordinates lose their legs?

This is the case now.

As for 7-11, Gu Siwei obviously does not have the ability to register it, because 7-11 already has one at the moment.

Therefore, Gu Siwei's convenience store can only be the Guishuo store near his home.

"Boss, if we do this, our funds for acquiring real estate may be affected."

After learning about his boss's new plan, Guan Youpeng had to remind his boss that once your convenience store and theater plans are launched, the company's funds will be tied to these two. Oh, I forgot, there are not two heads, but three heads, and there is also a fruit shop plan.

Gu Siwei said: "All real estate acquisition projects are suspended. We will wait and see when the acquisitions will resume."

Gu Siwei knew that war was about to start in the Middle East in October, and the economic crisis was coming soon. Wouldn't it be stupid to buy a house at this time? Although it was still profitable in the long run, what could he do if he could spend less money? Spend less money.

"Everything has stopped. Now there are two projects that are close to success, and the other party is close to recognizing our quotation," Guan Youpeng said.

"Stop, they can just cover it up if they want to," Gu Siwei said.

"OK".

Guan Youpeng immediately expressed that he understood.

After talking to Guan Youpeng, the sun was setting in the west. Gu Siwei returned home. After dinner, he called Pan Baofeng over and asked him to inform Zhao Sanle.

Now that we are going to do parallel import business, we have to use the lines in the United States. Naturally, there are two ways to transport, one is Zhao Sanle's line, and the other is Gu Siwei's own transportation.