Small businesses also have great achievements, and Zhang Lang did not underestimate Zhao Desheng's ideas.

In his previous life, Zhang Lang was not much better than Zhao Desheng when he first went into business.

At least Zhao Desheng dared to try and was commendable for the idea of ​​transporting the Northeast mountain freight to the capital to sell it.

"Come on! Let's go to the office and say!" Zhang Lang returned to the village headquarters again.

After entering the office, Zhang Lang arranged for someone to make tea for Zhao Desheng.

"Director! I......" Zhao Desheng was a little expectant and a little nervous.

"What are you nervous? You can't do it if you are timid in business!" Zhang Lang smiled.

"Director, do you think the business I think is OK?" Zhao Desheng asked carefully.

"Yes!" Zhang Lang nodded.

What's wrong? As long as you can get something, you won't have to worry about not being able to sell it.

Nowadays, as long as you dare to do it and want to lose money, it is a technical job.

"But you take the mountain goods from our place to the capital, how do you plan to sell them? To whom?" Zhang Lang asked with a smile.

"Who to sell it? I'll find a place to sell the things, and I'll sell them to whoever I want them!" Zhao Desheng was stunned, wondering why the director asked this. This question is too simple. Even children know that they can go to the market to buy things, find people to sell them in many places. However, for the sake of the village fund, he still answered honestly.

"Well! Have you ever thought about it? When you arrive in the capital, you are not familiar with the place. What if someone robs your goods?" Zhang Lang continued to ask.

"They dare to steal my goods, I will kill them!" Zhao Desheng shouted with his eyes, "Director, that's the capital, will anyone still snatch my things?"

"What's wrong with the capital? No one can steal your things in the capital? There are local snakes everywhere. People can watch you make money? At least they have to charge your protection fee! What should you do?" Zhang Lang said with a smile.

"Then I'll look for the police! I don't care if I don't believe it!" Zhao Desheng said gritting his teeth.

"It's a way to find the police! But the police will run away when they go. What should I do if the police leave when they come to find you? The police cannot protect you twenty-four hours a day, right?

Also, if you set up stalls on the street, do you pay taxes? Do you pay security management fees? The police will not say whether they protect you or not! It is a big deal to let you set up stalls!"

Zhao Desheng didn't expect that it would be so troublesome. He thought that selling mountain goods in Beijing was similar to selling mountain goods at the market, and they were all sold.

I never thought that he would do what to do if he was bullied by someone who was unfamiliar with the place.

Zhao Desheng grabbed his hair in distress and stared at the teacup in a daze. He was unwilling to let the first business he had planned to die like this.

Zhang Lang looked at Zhao Desheng with a smile, without saying a word. He wanted to see if Zhao Desheng could come up with a solution.

Zhao Desheng thought for a long time before he raised his head, "Director, how about I ask the locals to help me sell it? How much does it cost to sell a pound of mountain goods?"

"Yes! This is also a way, but how much money do you bring? Will others ask for it if you are less? Can you make money back if you are more? And how do you transport mountain freight to Beijing? You can carry it on your shoulders? How much goods can you bring? Is the money you earn enough for shipping?" Zhang Lang first affirmed this method, and then asked a series of questions.

Zhao Desheng began to worry again, yes! How much commission should he give?

At least you have to ensure that others can make money, otherwise who will help you in vain?

When transporting, you can pick up 150 mountain goods at a time. You can charge 50 cents per kilogram at home and sell it to the capital city.

This way I can make 75 yuan, but it takes more than two days to travel from here to Beijing, and at least four days to go back and forth to takeout.

Earn 75 yuan in four days?

After doing this, Zhao Desheng was frustrated to find that the road to sell mountain goods in Beijing was not working, and he earned 75 yuan in four days. This has not given the locals commission and has not cut off the money for travel expenses. After doing this, it is better to earn more than working in a winery.

"Idiot! Our village and the railway are old relatives! You won't look for relationships, transport more points at once? Will the freight cost be reduced evenly after this? Just your brain is still doing business?" Zhao Degang, the clerk of the village committee next to him, couldn't help but interrupt with a smile.

Zhang Lang glared at Zhao Degang, "Stand and speak without any pain. How can you, why don't you dare to do business?"

"Director, can I use the relationship between the village?"

"Why can't you use it? Your business has also invested in the village! The money you earn is also worth one in the village!" Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Also, what do you rely on to do business? Why can some people become wealthy businessmen, and some people can only become small merchants for the rest of their lives?

The difference lies in the use of various resources. Big businessmen are good at taking advantage of the situation. They will try to turn other people's resources into their own!"

Zhang Lang also realized that no matter how much he forced him, he could not think of any good idea. This has nothing to do with IQ, but is a matter of vision.

"The village can provide you with one million yuan in capital! And help you contact the car and help you transport mountain freight to the capital! These are the resources provided by the village. Think about it carefully. What are you going to do in such a business? Don't worry, go back and think about it carefully! Write another book of opportunity for me!" Zhang Lang looked at the time and stood up and said to Zhao Desheng.

"Yeah! Director, then I'll go back first!" Zhao Desheng bowed to Zhang Lang and turned to leave the village headquarters.

Zhao Desheng knew that the problems raised by Zhang Lang were not trying to make things difficult for him, but gave himself a vaccination in advance to find a way to solve them.

As for whether Zhang Lang knew how to solve these problems, Zhao Desheng guessed that he must have known it, but he just refused to say it.

Zhao Desheng did not blame Zhang Lang for not telling him the way. He was not the kind of person who was unremitting. He knew that Zhang Lang was testing him and was sincerely helping him, otherwise he would not have said so much to him.

Zhao Desheng thought about returning home all the way.

"The head of the family! How is it? Did the director agree?" Zhao Desheng's wife asked with concern when she saw Zhao Desheng coming back.

"The second child is back?" Zhao Desheng's mother also asked in the room.

"Yes! Mom, I'm back!" Zhao Desheng first answered my mother's question, and then said to his wife: "Not yet! The director asked me many questions, which made me figure it out, and then write a new plan and hand it over to him!"

Zhao Desheng learned what Zhang Lang said to him from his wife and mother.
Chapter completed!