Super Tycoon

Zhang Yang didn't intervene in the matter of the electronics factory, but just reminded his father a few times. Fortunately, my father has gotten used to his son's "genius". Although he has been teaching his son a lesson, he still keeps those words in his heart.

On the same day, Zhang Weiguang called the director of the X County Electronics Factory, and the other party drove over directly. He couldn't communicate on the phone, so he had to make it clear in person and sign the contract.

"Ten yuan? A pair? Lao Zhang, you can't do this! I came all the way here, and you just amuse me like this?"

"Ten yuan is fine, you pay for the materials, and we earn some OEM fees."

Zhang Weiguang took a sip of his tea: "Old Hu, we produced so much of this by ourselves. I don't know how much it cost? Ten yuan is a lot."

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. Dad is cruel enough. You need to buy a pair for ten yuan. Judging from the production efficiency of the other party and the current price of materials, it must be a loss.

But to Zhang Yang's surprise, the factory manager Hu didn't walk away, but sat down to continue talking, which also proved how short of orders the other party was at the moment.

In the end, the negotiated price was seven yuan and five handles. If the other party did it well, one could make a profit of one yuan. If the efficiency was not high, it would not lose money.

The reason why the price is relatively high is also because Zhang Weiguang said that the quarterly settlement should be made, and the supply should be made according to the frequency required by Zhiduoxing. On this point, Zhang Weiguang won’t budge. If you agree, you will agree. If you don’t agree, I will go to another factory for OEM. Some of them want to take my order.

After the game controller OEM order is signed, plus the power cord and TV wiring that were originally packaged to the wire factory, Dad's electronics factory only needs to produce the console and finally pack it.

After reminding his father, Zhang Yang didn't come back in the next few days, but often went to play game consoles with Jia Tao. It was this activity that made him more interested.

Recalling some game tips, hidden rewards, etc., coupled with Jia Tao's exclamation from time to time, he is very happy.

This day Zhang Yanggang was going out to play with Jia Tao. As soon as he opened the door, he saw two people standing outside with bags in their hands, which seemed to contain living things.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Yang looked at the two, it didn't look like they were from an electronics factory, he had no impression at all.

"This is Yang Sulan's house, right?"

"Who are you?" Looking for mom, are you the parents of a certain student?

"Are you Zhang Yang? I'm your second cousin, and this is your third cousin. Is your father at home? Su Lan? Cousin?" The two of them were about to enter the house as they spoke, without any hint of politeness.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang spread his hands to stop them, "Why didn't I hear my mother mention you?"

The second uncle and the third uncle have never seen each other, let alone see my mother write letters or make phone calls, and even Zhang Yang has never heard of them in two lifetimes.

"You child, can your relatives have fakes? You see, this is a wood chicken we brought from the village. It was not fed at all. It just grew up on grass and insects. The meat is very fragrant. And this bag contains Chai eggs, you are guaranteed to eat them again.” The man who claimed to be the second uncle opened the bag and let Zhang Yang have a look.

Zhang Yang didn't raise his head, but took a step back, ready to close the door at any time: "Our family doesn't like chicken. What's your name, I'll call and ask."

"This kid is quite careful. It's okay, you can call. My name is Yang Chuxue, and your third uncle's name is Yang Wenxue."

Boom!

Zhang Yang closed the door, went back inside and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Li. I'm Zhang Yang. I have something to ask my mother. There are guests at home. Well, I won't hang up."

"Mom, there are two people here. One is Yang Chuxue and the other is Yang Wenxue. They say they are my second and third cousins. Why have I never heard of them?"

Yang Sulan was also stunned, why didn't she remember that she had these two cousins? The surname is Yang, so she probably knows who it belongs to.

"Maybe they are the two cousins ​​of your third grandfather's family,

They are not from this city, and it's not the New Year's Eve, what are they doing here? You wait at home and make a pot of tea for someone, and I will ask for leave and go back. "

Zhang Yang then went to open the door again: "Both uncles, come in and sit down, my mother will be back in a while."

The two walked in and looked around the room. Yo, this house looks small, but there are a lot of electrical appliances in the house. That is a color TV, and the one in the kitchen is a refrigerator, right? Sure enough, just like what my cousin said, they got paid!

"Zhang Yang, why don't your family change to a big sofa? It's the kind that can bounce up when you sit down." The second cousin sat on the chair, feeling uncomfortable.

"That's right, I think your family should change to a bigger house. Like our house in the village, it's bigger than both of you. Isn't your family rich, how can you treat yourself so badly?"

"Ahem!" The second uncle coughed, and the third uncle stopped talking.

Zhang Yang seemed to understand what the two cousins ​​were here for, maybe he guessed wrong, they were simply visiting relatives. But under normal circumstances, shouldn't they go to the uncle's house?

"Both cousins, I also want to live in a big house, but my dad said that working for an old man is not as good as everyone imagined. There is not much money for a month, and I am often reprimanded on the phone."

"Look at our house, it's just this big. I also like sofas, but I can't afford them. As soon as I made a little money, my dad bought this and that, but the money owed to my uncle's family has not yet been repaid. "

The two cousins ​​looked at each other, isn't it right, didn't the eldest cousin say that their family made a lot of money? Does this still owe money to others?

Children, it is impossible to lie!

The two took out cigarettes and lit them directly. The second cousin handed Zhang Yang one: "Little nephew, can you smoke? Have one?"

"No, my parents won't let me." Zhang Yang waved his hand and went to the kitchen to get the ashtray, but when he came back, he saw that the two had already flicked the ashtray on the ground.

It might be because of their different habits, but he didn't say anything, he just put the ashtray in front of them and refilled their tea.

The two cousins ​​kept asking Zhang Yang some questions, and Zhang Yang answered them patiently. When they finished their second cigarette, they finally heard the door knock.

"Ah, Cousin Su Lan is back." The second cousin stood up, with a look of enthusiasm, and at the same time handed over the bag that he had been holding in his hand all the time, "The chai chicken I brought you, raised at home, must be delicious."

"No, no, no, our family doesn't eat chicken very much. Beginner cousin, literary cousin, how come you two come here when you have time?" Yang Sulan looked at the two of them. She had met these two cousins ​​when she was married. I never saw it again.

Moreover, her third uncle and her father are not biological brothers, but cousins, so the blood relationship between the two of them is even further away from her. Besides, after so many years of no contact, she always felt that it was not normal for the two of them to come to the door suddenly.

"Cousin Su Lan, to tell you the truth, your third brother and I are here to beg you. The harvest in the field is not good this year."