"Uncle, I'm leaving now. You can make do here for a few days; I've already arranged for someone to help you find a place."
"Alright, you go do your thing. I'll be fine here."
"Got it. If anything comes up, go to Jinpeng Trading to find Li Yanning or give me a call."
"What could possibly happen to your uncle, who's been out and about for so many years? You, on the other hand, need to be careful."
"Okay, Uncle, your workers also need to be especially careful. My new company's renovation is gearing up for a big push, so you all need to take it easy on me and not get off to a bad start."
"Jinx, go on, scram! What will you do if you get stuck in traffic and miss your flight?"
Zhang Qingliang said, laughing and scolding.
This nephew really didn't mince words.
Anyone else starting a new company, for good luck, wouldn't casually say such inauspicious things.
But this nephew was truly capable; in just half a year, he opened a second company.
Just yesterday, he went with him to order a BMW 3 Series, with a final price of nearly 500,000 yuan, and he didn't know where he got so much money from.
Half a year, two companies, two cars, two houses.
Counting it all up, his assets must be over 2 million yuan, right?
In half a year, he'd already caught up to his paternal uncle's level? Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?
However, one thing that pleased Zhang Qingliang was that even though his nephew became rich, he still showed great respect for him, his uncle.
The incident happened suddenly and urgently; he didn't have time to arrange the rental he had promised for him before, but he immediately arranged for someone to help him find one.
Now he himself was living in his nephew's room, while his nephew slept on the living room sofa.
Even though the room next door was empty, he wouldn't move in.
In his words, one shouldn't just enter other people's rooms casually.
In such details of respecting others, this nephew truly went to extremes; that was his friend whom he grew up with since childhood.
What does it matter if the bedroom is empty and he stays for two days?
Zhang Qingliang thought his nephew was making a fortune, little did he know that he was now a huge pauper.
Where did the money for the new company's car come from? None other than borrowed from Jinpeng Trading.
The money from Jinpeng Trading's year-end dividend would just be paid back then.
This time, 400,000 yuan was borrowed from Jinpeng Trading for the car purchase, 500,000 yuan was borrowed from the bank, plus the 80,000 yuan owed to Zhang Xupeng, and the monthly mortgage payments for two houses.
Tan Jincheng's debt had already exceeded one million yuan.
Reborn, I became a million-dollar debtor!
But if it were possible, Tan Jincheng still wanted to borrow more money.
He wasn't afraid of owing a lot, only afraid that no one would lend to him.
What he had previously told Zhang Qingliang about paying attention to safety at the construction site was actually not an exaggeration.
Tan Jincheng was truly worried about any accidents.
If any accident were to occur, the money for compensation plus the debts owed would be enough to trouble him for several years.
Most of the time, an insignificant matter can affect one's entire life.
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Yangcheng, April 11th, the third day of the third lunar month, Shangsi (SI, fourth tone) Festival.
The average temperature in April is around 19 to 26 degrees Celsius, with moderate rainfall, making it Yangcheng's most comfortable season.
Outfits of T-shirts and light jeans filled every corner of the streets.
People from Guangdong and Guangxi have a very rich nightlife; 12 AM seems like the start of the day.
Unlike Beicang, where after 9 PM, hardly anyone can be seen on the streets.
Besides lifestyle habits, the hot weather might also be a reason; it's too hot to sleep at night.
He took a taxi from the airport and arrived at the exhibition hall, which was as lively as ever.
Major exhibitors were busy setting up their booths in full swing.
For exhibitors, the two-season Canton Fair each year is the highlight of the whole year.
Many enterprises and companies set aside time specifically to prepare for the Canton Fair.
Companies that can participate in this grand and unprecedented exhibition should not be underestimated.
Exhibition booths are divided into standard booths and special design booths.
As the name suggests, their differences can be seen from their names.
The prices of the booths naturally also differ, with standard booths being cheaper.
Jinpeng Trading naturally did not have the strength to secure a more expensive and sought-after special design booth; even a standard booth was acquired with great difficulty.
A standard booth, assembled from three partition boards and a fascia board, is characterized by saving time and cost.
But its display effect is definitely not as good as a special design booth.
How to make a standard booth have the effect of a special design booth for a small price?
Standard-to-special conversion is a very good choice.
To this end, major exhibitors, with limited budgets, were each showcasing their unique abilities, fully utilizing their creativity to attract more visitors.
The importance of booth setup became evident.
"Xiao Tan, come quickly, over here, over here."
Zhang Xupeng stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall, waving his right hand and shouting towards Tan Jincheng in Yicheng dialect.
Tan Jincheng also smiled and waved back, and quickly walked over.
"How is it? Still going smoothly?"
"Smoothly, except for a few people who tried to secretly take photos, there were no other incidents," Zhang Xupeng said.
The number of exhibitors increases year by year, and competition is fierce.
There are naturally many who play tricks, secretly photographing your samples or booth design.
Such incidents are not uncommon.
Although Tan Jincheng had entrusted the booth setup task to Zhang Xupeng, he didn't miss out on any necessary reminders and always kept in touch by phone.
Even the two salespeople hired this time were tall and burly.
Let's not talk about their sales skills for now; at least their appearance alone could scare off those who prey on the weak and fear the strong.
Traditional business battles are always as straightforward as snatching a seal.
It's okay to be a bit aggressive in business these days, just make sure to keep it within limits.
"Let's go, take me to see our exhibition area,"
Tan Jincheng said enthusiastically.
"Do you want to send your luggage back to the hotel first? Isn't it a bit inconvenient to carry it around? The hotel isn't far from here,"
Zhang Xupeng pointed to the suitcase Tan Jincheng was dragging.
"No need to rush. We can go back together after we're done."
Walking all the way in from the entrance, many exhibitors' areas were tightly covered.
Although they would all be publicly displayed during the exhibition, the booth setup involved each company's creativity.
If a good idea were copied by others, that would be somewhat upsetting.
Similarly, Jinpeng Trading's booth area was also tightly covered.
Compared to these current enterprises, Tan Jincheng's biggest advantage was his memories from the future.
These memories all carried information advantages.
Information asymmetry is a crucial point in business.
Often, an unintentional design can become a highlight for a company.
However, one thing that gave Tan Jincheng a headache was that this spring Canton Fair was held amidst significant price increases for international energy and raw materials, coupled with continuous restrictions imposed by Europe and America on China's textile and apparel exports.
Under this broad context, it was a major challenge for this year's apparel industry, and transaction volume was bound to be greatly affected.
He just didn't know if Jinpeng Trading could withstand this impact.
A grain of sand from the era, falling on an ordinary person, becomes a mountain.
(End of Chapter)
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