Reborn King of Marketing

"Be careful and handle it with care, this is fine pine wood!"

"Hey, don't put the tiles here, they will get in the way..."

The dawn shines through the dense mountains and forests and shines on every house in Zhangjia Village, as if plating the whole village with a layer of pale gold.

There are busy figures on every road, in front of every courtyard, and on the roof of the village. All kinds of building materials are piled up everywhere. The whole village seems like a big construction site.

They are not doing farm work, but repairing their houses.

Three days ago, the team leader Zhang Xuebing suddenly held a meeting and said that for the purpose of flood control, he mobilized the whole village to repair their own houses, and the village headquarters would also send out people to repair dangerous roads in the village.

Now is the hottest time, and most villagers are unwilling to work in the scorching sun, even if it is for their own houses.

Furthermore, they had been selling mountain goods recently and had some spare money on hand, and no one wanted to spend it like this.

Liu Hong, the accountant of the village department, also came forward to offer advice, saying that since the village did not have a penny in its account, how could it be used to build roads?

When everyone was almost noisy, Zhang Xuebing finally made the final decision, saying that he would pay for all the materials and the villagers only needed to work and contribute.

Everyone was shocked by this statement. There are dozens of courtyards, hundreds of houses, and several roads in the village. Although the materials are just money, it is not a small amount of money.

Accountant Liu Hong pulled the abacus and quickly calculated a rough figure. It required more than 20,000 yuan.

In fact, in order to deal with this disaster, Zhang Xuebing paid even more. In addition to the cost of materials, he also had to store a lot of food, medicine, and other supplies. The total cost of these was more than 50,000 yuan.

When the villagers heard this number, they once again exclaimed. For poor villagers, a few hundred yuan is a lot of money, and tens of thousands of yuan is simply an astronomical figure.

Everyone was extremely excited. Everyone knew that Zhang Yongzhongguang, the former team leader, knew how to get money out of his own pocket, but he never spent a penny on the villagers.

The soldier just took office and spent so much money to repair the houses of the villagers. Who can not be grateful?

The old scholar thought that Zhang Xuebing was excited for a moment, so he coughed twice and tried to persuade him, "Xiao Bing, you are doing it for the good of everyone. We know very well in our hearts, but we can't spend money like this. No matter how much we make, it won't be enough to fill the hole. I think we'll repair it first."

Construction of roads and houses will be discussed during the slack season after autumn..."

After everyone heard this, they also agreed and tried to persuade him to take back his decision.

Zhang Xuebing smiled bitterly in his heart. Do you think I have money to burn? Why would I spend so much money on building houses and roads if not to save a few people from dying?

Now that it had been decided, no more reneging on his word was allowed. Zhang Xuebing immediately showed the dignity of a team leader and immediately made the decision that this matter was unchangeable and that the work must be completed before the beginning of August.

While people left the meeting with gratitude and joy, Zhang Xuebing fell into sorrow.

It's not for anything else, it's just that I don't have enough money.

The bank loan has arrived, not 100,000 yuan, nor 80,000 yuan. Through the efforts of Manager Qian, 70,000 yuan was approved.

Originally, this money, plus the nearly 100,000 yuan in Zhang Xuebing's hands, was enough to build a breeding farm and a health care product factory, but with the addition of repairing houses and hoarding supplies, it was stretched.

After paying the material fee to the village accountant, Zhang Xuebing's pocket was almost empty. What he faced was that he had to make a quick buck, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to afford dog food!

Looking at the orderly and busy villagers in front of him, Zhang Xuebing retracted his thoughts and looked at several bulging sacks at his feet.

These were his ways to make quick money. Almost everything that could be sold in the mountains was on the market. Walnuts were in July and pears were in August. It was not yet time for the trees to fall, so he thought of the medicinal materials in the mountains.

Inside the sack were the selaginella he had asked Ma Gan and the others to pick in the back mountains in the past few days, as well as several other medicinal materials.

Zhang Xuebing is going to Luoning City today to meet with Director Xu, who manages the market, so he plans to sell these medicinal materials on the way to solve the money shortage. He feels panicked when he has no money!

There was a roar of an old engine, and a dilapidated double-row farm truck drove over.

Ma Gan and Shitou were sitting in the car with several buckets of fish and some wild vegetables and other wild products next to them. Er Zhuzi, the only driver in the village, braked and stopped behind Zhang Xuebing.

Riding a bicycle every time I go into the city is too tiring, and the cargo I carry is small. Zhang Xuebing bought this agricultural truck from a flea market and sold it for only 3,000 yuan.

Although it is on the verge of being scrapped, after maintenance, it is still no problem to take shortcuts. At least delivery is much more convenient.

"Brother Xiaobing, we are all ready!" Zhang Xuebing picked up the sack containing Selaginella and threw it into the car. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

"I'm tossing and tossing, like a wave... I'm swaying and refusing to fall. I know best what's going on in wine..."

As the bumpy mountain road was bumpy, Ma Gan sang the episode from the movie Drunken Master in the car. Several people were knocked out of breath and started singing along.

"I never use a knife to gain fame in the world of martial arts. I don't use a knife..."

The first time I rode in a car, even though it was a broken car, I was very excited. I sang and made noises, spreading laughter all the way.

"Brother Xiaobing, have a smoke, it smells like Xiangjiang!" Ma Gan took out a box of pale gold Liangyou cigarettes and handed them to Zhang Xuebing.

This cigarette is an imported cigarette. Although it is not as expensive as Sanwu, Long Arrow, and Marlboro, it is not cheap. I didn’t expect that this guy would learn to enjoy it first when he had a lot of money.

Zhang Xuebing waved his hand to block the cigarette and said in a somewhat stern tone, "I haven't learned how to do it. I learned to eat, drink, whore, gamble and smoke first. You kid, please calm down. When the summer is over, I will sign you up to learn how to drive, so you won't have to worry about Zhuzi."

Brother, you have to suffer!"

Although Ma Gan and Shitou did not dare to refute Zhang Xuebing's words, they hurriedly nodded to admit their mistake and promised to complete the task.

These mountain children are used to being wild. If they are not controlled and allowed to run wild, there is no telling what they will do in the future.

Therefore, Zhang Xuebing was always strict with them, and would try his best to arrange for them to learn something if they had the opportunity, so that they would not grow into useless people.

The vehicle drove into the county town at lightning speed, picked up Gou Sheng and Lao Guo first, and then went straight to Luoning city.

The reason why I picked them up was because the wholesale store in Luoning needed someone to take charge of it, and no one was available at the moment, so I had to let Gou Sheng, who had learned the business for a few days, do it first.

As for Lao Guo, he just took the helm the past few days to help Gou Sheng straighten out his business.

Not long after the car drove into Luoning City, a large greenhouse built with asbestos tiles appeared in front of us. This is Wangjiawa, the largest agricultural product distribution center in Luoning City!

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing felt a little uneasy. Being able to take root in Luoning City marked that his business had finally developed from a county town to a prefecture-level city. This was an important milestone. How could he not be excited?

He felt like he was taking an important test. If he succeeded, his future would be bright, but if he failed, he would be back to his original form.