Listening to Shi Sheng's words, Jiang Xiaobai also thought through the whole story in an instant.

But he was a little surprised that the clothing factory in the First Prison could actually think of independent development, which was really not easy.

Although part of the reason here is because they want funds themselves.

"When you are in Shangyan Shang, Director Shi will tell you what kind of benefits we can get?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"We give the educated youth canning factory one thousand... no, three thousand yuan..."

Shi Sheng didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to ask so directly. Before he came, he didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to agree so happily.

He thought that if Jiang Xiaobai was interested in his proposal, he should hold a meeting to discuss it, and then the next thing was to discuss the money.

So he didn't hold a meeting to discuss the money before coming. Jiang Xiaobai suddenly asked this, and he was also a little confused.

So he said some of the biggest numbers he could win.

But in fact, when they discussed in the factory before, most people tended to spend 1,000 yuan a year.

The 3,000 yuan a year was temporarily changed because he saw the cement road and brick road in the Zhiqing Cannery Factory.

"Hahaha." Jiang Xiaobai suddenly burst into laughter.

Li Laosan and Song Weiguo also had a hint of disdain on their lips.

Before Shi Sheng could speak, Section Chief Liu could not stand it anymore.

"Director Jiang, what do you mean?" Section Chief Liu asked with a frown.

Maybe the prison staff are used to being arrogant inside and out of touch with society, so they start to speak in a questioning tone.

"Not interesting? Since you know that our educated youth canning factory has held an agent conference, do you know how much our monthly shipment volume is?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Both Shi Sheng and Section Chief Liu looked a little ugly and shook their heads slightly.

"One 120,000 canned bottles, our monthly shipment volume is more than 100,000 canned bottles, and the monthly capital flow is more than 80,000 yuan, 90,000 yuan,

The net profit is more than 85% of the profit, which means that our monthly profit is about 70,000 yuan."

Jiang Xiaobai said, and Shi Sheng and Chief Liu were shocked and widened their eyes. They couldn't believe that what Jiang Xiaobai said was true.

But thinking about the cement road and the floor paved with bricks, do the two of them understand a little?

Not that he is rich and powerful, who can pave the road with cement and pave the floor with bricks?

But I can't tell that this cannery factory makes so much money. No wonder people look down on the 3,000 yuan they gave that year.

But it is impossible for the clothing factory to give more money. The net profit of the clothing factory is more than 70,000 yuan per month. Can the clothing factory give them 70,000 yuan?

This is simply impossible. Needless to say that the clothing factory does not have 70,000 yuan at all. Even if there is one, it is impossible to give it to others. Needless to say, 70,000 yuan is impossible.

Thinking of this, the two of them showed bitter smiles on their faces. Fortunately, they were full of confidence when they came.

I felt that I would definitely succeed, so I reported this to my superiors, but I didn't expect that it would be impossible to achieve it.

"I'm sorry, we disturbed me, I'll say goodbye." Shi Sheng felt that he had lost all his face today, and he was a poor man compared to others.

Fortunately, I still swear that I would not let the educated youth canning factory suffer.

"Don't hurry to leave, Director Shi." Jiang Xiaobai quickly reached out to stop him.

"This kind of joint venture is not possible. We can join forces in a different way."

"Hmm?" Shi Sheng, who had just gotten up, was pressed back to the sofa by Jiang Xiaobai. He listened to Jiang Xiaobai's words and was a little confused.

Song Weiguo and Li Laosan looked at each other, and both of them had a bad premonition.

"We have sales channels, funds, you have skills and labor. We can jointly establish factories. After the end of the year, dividends will be distributed according to shares. Isn't this also considered a joint venture?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Shi Sheng and said, "The fatty meat delivered to the door is not allowed to be let go."

"This... this is not suitable. This is not a joint venture. This is a joint venture. It is a joint venture, and it won't work."

Shi Sheng shook his head and said, there was no such precedent at all.

"What's wrong with a joint factory? In this way, the clothing factory can be said to be free of charge. Just agree to pay free labor and wait for the end of the year to pay dividends.

I also know that even a group of prisoners are free labor, and it is a waste to keep them without using them. If the clothing factory makes money, the prison will have more funds.

We have a share of the benefits at the end of the year, and even the prison staff. Why don’t you want to live a better life?”

Jiang Xiaobai told Shi Sheng about the various benefits of jointly establishing a factory.

"After co-organizing the factory, I dare not say that the monthly profit can reach the canned factory, but I am still confident of the net profit of 30,000 yuan per month...

In this case, it would be a profit of more than 300,000 yuan a year. If we have more than 300,000 yuan, what can our clothing factory or even prison do?

I will give some benefits at the end of the year and transform our prison canteen. I will go out for inspection more if I have nothing to do..."

Jiang Xiaobai tempted Shi Sheng little by little, and shook Shi Sheng's confidence.

"Can it really reach 30,000 yuan a month?" Shi Sheng asked.

"I don't reach a profit of 30,000 yuan a month. I, Jiang Xiaobai, will give you..."

Jiang Xiaobai said as he got up, took out three bundles of big united bundles from the drawer and threw them on the table casually.

"Bang." Three bundles of great union were thrown on the desk, making no heavy sound.

But Shi Sheng felt like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard.

His eyes were fixed on the 30,000 yuan on the table, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

This was 30,000 yuan, but Jiang Xiaobai was thrown on the table at will.

Originally, the educated youth canning factory that Jiang Xiaobai mentioned before made a profit of 80,000 yuan per month, but Shi Sheng was still a little suspicious.

But now Shi Sheng believes that if it weren’t for the profit of one month, it would have been 80,000 yuan. Jiang Xiaobai could have put 30,000 yuan at will in his desk.

No, it should be more than 30,000 yuan.

"No, Director Xiaobai, I believe you." Shi Sheng stared at the money on the table and swallowed hard.

I have to admit that Jiang Xiaobai's random move to throw out the 30,000 yuan was really a silence to Shi Sheng.

The 30,000 yuan at this time was equivalent to 3 million, or even 30 million.

However, the gap between the rich and the poor in later generations is large, and some wealthy 3 million or even 30 million can be taken out.

And there are many that can be taken out.
Chapter completed!