Chapter 611 I can’t handle so many obligations

Author: half west wind half sand

Chapter 611 I can’t handle so many obligations

The huge hole in this factory was finally on the line. Even though Ji Donglai was prepared, he was shocked by the sales situation in front of him.

"Okay, Mr. Ji, I'll do it right away!"

Che Chaolu now had to face up to the gap between herself and the young man in front of her. It seemed that the young man in front of her was a lucky man who could do whatever he wanted with the capital.

If you look closely, you will see that everything Ji Dong does is meticulous and there are almost no wasted feints.

Yiyuan Medical has been burdened with huge debts for more than ten years, and now there is no need for funds to fill the hole. In this case, which company produces medical supplies such as masks that are not needed for protection.

Ji Donglai's sales to these people at pre-SARS prices would be a huge income, not to mention that most manufacturers see business opportunities from above.

The first manufacturer to see business opportunities announced that all debts of Yiyuan Medical can be paid off with medical supplies and medical equipment.

In this way, those medical devices that could not be sold in the warehouse for several years were wiped off the dust, replaced with new production days, and sent to the other party one after another.

The fear of being sent back to the factory did not happen. On the contrary, the other party continued to place orders.

Che Chaolu never dreamed that these things that were rejected as gifts to each other would now become delicious.

Just when Che Chaolu thought Ji Donglai would increase the price, Ji Donglai announced that the price would remain unchanged. In an instant, the other suppliers changed to Ji Donglai's sales company and came to pick up goods one after another. Ji Donglai also chose to give priority to these

Supplied by partners.

In Ji Donglai's words, you supported us to survive back then, and we should give back today.

As a result, all suppliers announced almost simultaneously that they would not increase prices for one-yuan medical supplies for ten years.

In this way, with the tacit cooperation of everyone, Ji Donglai added countless sales channels, and the company's medical supplies were scattered across the country like catkins in the wind along the sales channels of these manufacturers.

Don't be dazzled by the immediate victory, take one step at a time and look at ten steps. Che Chaolu knows that he is really behind. The humble feeling that has been suppressed by the word "domestic" for a long time will take some time to raise his head.

Now Che Chaolu has to prove himself.

There are many local manufacturers of work clothes. It was just a phone call away. Che Chaolu asked the technical department to design the logo of the factory, with eye-catching words "One Yuan Medical" printed on the front and back.

Each batch is included in the medical kit, and the cost is only a few dollars, so people can get it as soon as they buy it.

Before I knew it, it was the last semester of my senior year, and the busy winter vacation was over. Ji Donglai had many things to hand over this semester, including his work in the student union.

"Donglai, see if you can get some sponsorship for our school, mainly medical supplies, such as masks, temperature guns, thermometers..."

Originally, Ji Donglai came to the school to complete the final handover, but what left Ji Donglai speechless was that the department head directly assigned the task.

"Director, I am resigning now..."

"The organization needs you to make a decision at this time. There are so many students in our department and we need to make sacrifices. The newcomers are timid and not as experienced as you."

Before Ji Donglai finished speaking, the director immediately started assigning tasks with a playful smile on his face.

Joining Ji Donglai's group were many activists who had joined the organization, some of whom had already joined the team, such as Wu Zhen and Tian Ye. At this time, their masks covered half of their faces.

When they heard the director assigning tasks, the two began to curse in a low voice.

"I can get a batch of medical supplies, but I can't maintain the order of the school. Let's divide the work. I'm graduating soon, and there are a lot of things at work. Don't delay my future. What supplies are needed?

I support you in what you say and I will never be ambiguous."

What a joke, we are asked to stand guard in our senior year. When Ji Donglai recalled the situation here, he cursed in his heart and would rather provide supplies.

"Okay, I just need a sensible person like you. When will the supplies arrive? Our school has a lot of students. You can set an example and prove that the school has not trained you wrong. You are a good seedling. We will follow one person every day

Three masks, 5,000 teachers, students and staff, just do the math..."

The dean of the department said with a smile, and Ji Donglai waved his hands vigorously.

"Department, department! Our college, director, I can only take care of so much. Dear fellow, give us the entire college. We wanted to do business in the school at first and you people refused to let us do it. Now let us do it for the entire school.

There are no doors."

"Other colleges do it on their own, but they don't have student unions? We have contact information, so we can ask them to come to the door to solicit sponsorship, or buy it themselves and eat ready-made? There is no way!"

Just kidding, masks are now sold for ten yuan each outside, and they are disposable masks.

Ji Donglai didn't want to be taken advantage of, and just let his own materials make bullshit contributions without any reason. In the end, the department head went to the school leaders to take the credit.

Therefore, no matter what the department leaders say, Ji Donglai only has one thing to do: he only cares about the work within the hospital, and they will figure out the rest by themselves.

The two argued for a long time, and finally the department leader agreed that Ji Donglai would only be responsible for the hospital's supplies and would not hand over the work for the time being. After completing the work, he promised to give Ji Donglai an on-campus reward.

"How stingy are you, how many things are you missing to get sponsorship? If I had the resources, I would take care of everything."

"Isn't it true that children from poor families just worry about everything and stay like that for the rest of their lives, unable to do big things..."

Ji Donglai was bargaining with the dean of the department, while Wu Zhen and Ye Ye looked at Ji Donglai's back coldly with contempt in their eyes. Several so-called activists around them looked at the two of them like monsters.

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Some of the people brought out by Ji Donglai felt strange looking at the two of them.

"Monitor, the two grandsons Wu Zhen and Tian Ye secretly said that you are stingy. If they had your resources, they would have provided all the supplies for our school. I really don't know how these two school leaders were selected, and they were able to join the team.

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Lu Yin and two other class cadres found Ji Donglai after a meeting. Ji Donglai gave each of them a large pack of masks. As class cadres, they faced more dangers.

"Don't worry about such villains. They don't touch Yangchun water with their fingers, but they tell everyone that the water is cold and dirty! You must pay attention to this matter this time. I have repeatedly emphasized to everyone that you must wash your hands after going out, wear a mask, and wear a mask.

Wear a mask!”

"Don't take it seriously. This is the capital, with a population of tens of millions. The population density is so high. Once an outbreak occurs, it will definitely not be as simple as one or two. Although I just had a heated argument with the leader, for our class, medical care

We have enough supplies, I will give you as much as you need."

It's the end of the month. If you guys have tickets, I'll give you two. Thank you, West Wind.
Chapter completed!