Jiu Zhen Song

Chapter 103 Stuffing Money into Sacks is Too Much

"What lots and lots of money?"

Wang Yu could no longer pay attention to Grandpa Sun's interruption.

After all, it was understandable. Zhao Guozhu had arrived earlier, and his status was extraordinary. Grandpa Sun wasn't interested in the Machinery Industry Association, but he knew of Jiangping Machinery Company and naturally knew not to offend a big shot.

And now, even more so, someone was here to deliver a lot of money? And it was brought by Wu Lingling? This kind of matter truly required Wang Yu to preside over.

"Apologies, Director Zhao, it seems there's a sudden issue at the factory, I..."

Wang Yu looked apologetically at Zhao Guozhu.

Zhao Guozhu smiled gently, "No problem, Factory Director Wang can attend to matters as he sees fit. Of course, if you don't mind, I'd also like to join in the fun and see how much money it is."

Zhao Guozhu said with a smile. Their Jiangping Machinery Company had an annual output value of hundreds of millions, ranking among the top enterprises in the entire Guanjiang Province. As their general manager, how much money hadn't he seen?

Naturally, he wouldn't be like an old man from the countryside shouting and making a fuss. His only curiosity was the "delivery of money" that Grandpa Sun mentioned.

What was going on?

"Director Zhao's guidance is naturally most welcome," Wang Yu said with a smile, not hiding anything from Zhao Guozhu.

After all, he conducted all his affairs in the open, with nothing to hide!

The two of them followed Grandpa Sun directly to the entrance. As for Xia Ping and the others, they were left in the reception room to rest.

Although Director Xia Ping, who seemed to look down on everyone, appeared somewhat displeased, he had to swallow his pride since it was his boss's order.

Wang Yu and Zhao Guozhu arrived at the main entrance and saw a crowd of people gathered there.

They were all channel distributors who had attended the investment promotion meeting before, including Fatty Hu and others.

Wu Lingling was in front of them, smiling.

"What's going on?" Wang Yu asked directly.

"Nothing's going on," Wu Lingling said with a grin. "My trading company has already been established, and as the provincial general agent for your factory's agricultural machinery series products, I'm here to pick up goods with my downstream agents.

Of course, many of them are also distributors for your small dump trucks. I don't have the agency rights for those, so I can't interfere."

Wu Lingling said directly, referring to their somewhat complicated relationship.

Wang Yu could only be speechless. Wasn't her so-called general agency just a scam to get something for nothing? Was it good to say that so openly in front of everyone?

However, thinking that she had provided him with financial assistance at a crucial moment, it seemed not wrong to reciprocate, so Wang Yu didn't say anything more.

"Factory Director Wang, we want to order vehicles, agricultural vehicles and dump trucks, and also those small fuel-assisted vehicles!"

Fatty Hu spoke up from the crowd, then opened the large lady's handbag he was holding. Inside were stacks and stacks of brand-new hundred-yuan bills!

"Look, we've prepared all the money in advance, and we went to quite a few banks for it!"

Fatty Hu said eagerly, "We want the vehicles now, as many as you have!"

"That's right, us too!"

Others were the same, rushing forward one after another, displaying large sums of cash.

Tsk tsk! So much money!

Even Wang Yu, who was usually calm, was a little surprised.

"We have about 150 units in our warehouse, including those currently in production. Some of them already have owners, belonging to those who paid deposits before. As for the rest..."

Before Wang Yu could finish speaking, someone in the crowd interjected, "We'll take the rest!"

"That's right, we'll take them!"

Everyone spoke up, making Wang Yu a little confused.

He pointed directly at one of the shrewd, short men. "Didn't you guys choose the agricultural machinery factory before? Why are you here to demand goods now? Didn't you say Lingling refused to cooperate with you forever?"

Upon hearing Wang Yu's words, nearly half the people in the crowd lowered their heads in shame.

"Haha, young Factory Director Wang, they did betray us and went to the agricultural machinery factory before. However, their products had serious safety hazards. They all broke down in the market, causing users to torment them. They not only returned the goods but also compensated them. Now they've terminated their cooperation with the agricultural machinery factory!"

Fatty Hu said with a wink and a smirk. "As for not cooperating... hahaha, they can't cooperate with Miss Wu Lingling, so they can only get their goods from us. Old Hu isn't greedy, I've only added a little bit, just 3,000 yuan per unit."

Just a small 3,000 yuan?

You, a middleman, still have the nerve to say you're not greedy?

Wang Yu finally understood. It turned out that these fence-sitters, seeing the situation turn, had become distributors for Fatty Hu and the others again.

Wu Lingling was the general agent, Fatty Hu and the others were second-tier distributors, and these people were third-tier distributors...

Of course, they could choose not to accept the profiteering of Fatty Hu and the others, but choosing between making less money and making no money was a choice even a child could make.

"What are you so proud of? You just lost the agency rights for that new agricultural vehicle. Factory Director Wang still has dump trucks, fuel-assisted vehicles, electric kettles, and electric fans, and even agency rights for future products!"

The shrewd, short man retorted unhappily and then looked pleadingly at Wang Yu, "Factory Director Wang, please don't hold it against us and just supply us with goods."

Wang Yu smiled faintly, "Don't worry, as long as you abide by the rules of the game, I will keep my word. Uncle Ming, Uncle Ma..."

Wang Yu looked at Li Ming and Old Ma, who had rushed over after hearing the news. "You two arrange for them to count the funds and then pick up the goods. They can choose from the inventory vehicles in the warehouse."

"Yes, Little Factory Director."

"Don't worry!"

Both of them wore smiling expressions, especially Old Ma, who had brought a large group of people this time.

The new accountant from the finance department and a few nimble female workers immediately began counting the cash in front of everyone without a word.

Meanwhile, a few burly men from the security department stood by, preventing any problems.

They even proactively helped to pack, directly and roughly throwing the counted stacks of cash into sacks.

Sacks...

Zhao Guozhu's eyes twitched. Even with his extensive experience, he had never seen such a simple and crude way of receiving money.

And why weren't large sums of money transferred directly through corporate accounts? What was the meaning of accepting cash like this?

Were they showing off their wealth?

Looking at the people grabbing goods with money in hand, and then at the busy staff, Zhao Guozhu's mouth felt a little bitter.

What had he said earlier, he wondered?

No need to worry about sales channels when joining the Machinery Industry Association?

This didn't require worrying either!