The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 44 No one knows how to do business better than me

Chen Zhengwei walked out of the side hall, and Chen Zhenghu and others followed behind him.

"Brother Wei, is everything okay?"

"What can happen to me? It's others who are in trouble!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile, but there was still a fierce light in his eyes.

"Go check out my property first!"

It was obvious that the cigarette factory and grocery store were his properties. As for the shares in the shirt factory, he would first place them in the guild hall for safekeeping.

Seeing other people from the guild in the hall, they didn’t have much energy to discuss the matter. They looked at each other from time to time and asked in a low voice what was going on inside.

After all, that gunshot... everyone heard it clearly, and then Fatty Li left angrily.

"Everyone, I'll be leaving first. Come and have tea with me when you're free!" Chen Zhengwei was in high spirits and laughed at everyone.

"Boss Chen! We will definitely go if we have the chance!" Everyone stood up and spoke quickly.

When I reached the door, a man in his thirties hurriedly followed behind me. He was Li Tongshi from the guild hall.

Usually mainly responsible for conveying some messages.

"Director Chen, I'll take you there!" Li Tongshi's attitude was very respectful and his posture was very humble.

He first took Chen Zhengwei to take over those properties, and then had to come back to draft an announcement, announcing that Chen Zhengwei and Fatty Li had become the new directors.

"Let's go!" The group first took over two grocery stores, one on Duban Street and the other on Shichang Street, both of which were considered good locations.

"Li Tongshi, why are you here? Come in and sit down!" The shopkeeper was using an abacus. When he saw Li Tongshi, he immediately put on a smile.

"Manager Huang, this is Director Chen. Director Chen will be in charge of this place from now on. If you have any problems, just go to Director Chen." Li Tongshi quickly stepped aside and indicated to Manager Huang that the person next to him was the real boss.

"Director Chen! Please come in and sit down!" Shopkeeper Huang was stunned for a moment and then quickly invited the person in.

A small person like him can only go with the flow and can't control anything.

Before, taking advantage of the fact that he had the same surname as Huang Baoru, and the fact that he was good at accounting, he became a shopkeeper here and had no worries about food and clothing.

Now that the situation has changed and the boss has changed, he can only be careful and do his own job well.

"How's business lately?" Chen Zhengwei asked with a smile. He glanced around and saw that the place was full of things, including bean paste, sugar, soy sauce, clogs, and even mats, gold ingot candles used in weddings and funerals, as well as opium pipes, opium paste and the like.

Almost everything Chinese people need can be found here.

Almost all grocery stores in Chinatown look like this.

After a quick inquiry, I found out that the grocery store business is pretty good, earning more than 300 yuan a month, and the monthly rent is about 35 yuan.

Chen Zhengwei nodded, and without saying anything more, he led his people away.

As soon as he left the house, he said to Yan Qingyou and the others, "Those disabled people, come here to work after their injuries are healed. The two grocery stores can accommodate at least four people, and I'll pay them 20 yuan a month!"

"Thank you, Brother Wei! They will definitely be happy to hear the news." Several people showed smiles from the bottom of their hearts. Just like Chen Zhengwei said, even if they were disabled, he would let them have jobs and money to spend.

After all, there were also many people who were injured in fights in other gangs and were eventually kicked out and died on the roadside.

But they are different. They are almost all blood brothers, from the same village and with the same surname. They were all persuaded by Chen Zhengwei to follow him and work for wealth and fame.

If those injured brothers don't have a good arrangement, they will not be able to face others.

On the contrary, it was Chen Zhengwei who took such good care of them. Ordinary Chinese workers did 12 hours of hard work every day and only earned 15 yuan a month.

Although the work in the grocery store is complicated, it is much less stressful than working outside, and the pay is 20 yuan a month.

One can imagine other people’s reactions after this news got back.

Those who are alive get money, those who are disabled get jobs, and if they die, resettlement money will be sent to their families. In this way, everyone has completely freed from worries.

Moreover, Chen Zhengwei took such good care of his disabled brothers, not to mention the veterans like them.

"Also, let them learn to write and keep accounts! Since they can't fight anymore, they have to rely on their brains to make a living. There will be plenty of opportunities for them in the future!" Chen Zhengwei pointed to his temple. "I'll tell them when I get back!" Chen Zhenghu said with a smile.

The group then went to the cigarette factory, whose director Chen Zhengwei had met last time.

"This is Director Chen. Director Chen will be in charge of the cigarette factory from now on. You have to listen to whatever Director Chen says!"

"Director Chen!" The person in charge of the cigarette factory had some vague impression of Chen Zhengwei. Chen Zhengwei's unrestrained and uninhibited temperament made him recognizable at a glance even if he was wearing ordinary clothes and standing in the crowd.

What's more, the last time he came, he was wearing a well-tailored gentleman's suit.

"Just call me boss! Go to the office and tell me what's going on here."

There are now 12 female workers in the cigarette factory. Each skilled worker works 380 hours a day and can roll 400 to 20 cigarettes, which is about 12 packs. The monthly salary is yuan.

This cigarette factory produces more than 600 packs of cigarettes every day, and each pack costs about 6 cents, and the price to the grocery store is 11 cents.
In other words, you can earn more than 30 yuan a day, which is 1000 yuan a month.

"The market in Chinatown is only this big?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. "Each person takes up such a large space, why not hire more people?"

You have to know that there are more than 40,000 people in Chinatown.

"Boss, this cigarette sells for 15 cents in the grocery store, most people can't afford it. And we're not the only cigarette factory in Chinatown... there's another one besides ours!" the person in charge of the cigarette factory said hurriedly.

"Oh? Where is the other one? Who opens it?" Chen Zhengwei asked with raised eyebrows.

"It's at the end of this street! Their shipments are almost the same as ours! I don't know their boss' name, but I heard that their boss has some relationship with Danshantang... They have caused trouble for me several times. Once they even broke my head!" the person in charge said quickly.

"Isn't this just a coincidence!" Chen Zhengwei's eyes narrowed with laughter. He guessed that this so-called relationship was just that the boss of the cigarette factory took the money and Danshantang was responsible for causing trouble.

One thousand dollars a month may seem like a lot, but it may not be taken seriously by the gang. Human smuggling, opium, and gambling houses are where you can make a lot of money.

Besides, it is hard to say whether Danshan Hall will still exist in the future.

"Go and recruit some more people to expand production. Can you find some young and beautiful ones?" Chen Zhengwei said.

When the person in charge heard this request, he was stunned and subconsciously wanted to find Li Tongshi. Then he remembered that Li Tongshi had not come in at all.

Then he hurriedly said, "Boss, if we expand production but cannot sell the goods, they will be kept in the warehouse. We and the other factory each have our own sales territory. Even if we lower the price, those stores may not dare to buy our goods!"

He was afraid that Chen Zhengwei didn't understand the situation, so he explained it in detail.

"So I'm the boss and you're just an employee!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

Let's have someone burn down that cigarette factory! If there is only one cigarette factory left, wouldn't this problem be solved?
"Do as I say. Hire a few young and beautiful girls and charge a higher price. If there are none in Chinatown, look outside of Chinatown," Chen Zhengwei ordered.

Even if he took over the market share of another cigarette factory, the profit of 20,000 yuan a year would not satisfy him.

If you want higher profits, you have to segment the market and create a high-end market.

After all, there are a lot of wealthy bosses in Chinatown!

Let them smoke the same cigarettes as those poor people? It would be beneath their status.

If you find a few virgins with pretty faces and good bodies to roll the cigarettes, wouldn't the price go up immediately? Moreover, they roll the cigarettes on their thighs and in their breasts, and the tobacco carries their body fragrance, so it's unreasonable not to sell it for ten times the price.

As for whether those beautiful women with good figures are virgins, how much they can roll in a day, and whether they are enough to sell, that is another matter.

Just having this gimmick is enough.

This gimmick can also be used to expand the market beyond Chinatown.

In the future, these female workers can even be graded according to their appearance, figure, and body odor. The prices of cigarettes rolled by different grades will also be different, further segmenting the market.

What do you call this? This is called giving cigarettes new life and culture!
Every pack of cigarettes has its own flavor and story.

The more Chen Zhengwei thought about it, the more he felt that his plan was not only perfect, but also a dimensionality reduction attack.

Sure enough, no one is better at doing business than himself.

(End of this chapter)