Zhang Mu asked Lu Song to help inform the bank to send an employee to check the funds and deposit the money in the bank.
But in fact, it would be the same even if he didn't look for Lu Song.
Although the service attitude of the major institutions was not very good, and the same was true for banks, no matter how bad the service attitude was, they would never chase away people who deposited money. After all, banks relied on this for a living.
Usually, it would be fine if he deposited 300 to 500 yuan, but Zhang Mu had deposited six to seven million yuan in one go. No matter which bank knew about this, they would immediately send their employees over.
In addition, Zhang Mu had also met the vice president of Hua Xia Bank and received a loan from Hua Xia Bank. The other party also knew that Zhang Mu was introduced by Lu Song.
Forget about 10 p. m., even if it was two or three o'clock in the morning, there would not be any problem!
Therefore, Zhang Mu looked like he wanted Lu Song to help, but in fact, he wanted the other party to know how much money he had collected today.
Sure enough, Lu Song's expression stiffened for a moment when he heard the figure of "six to seven million." Then, he asked in disbelief,
"Xiao Mu, don't joke with me. How much did you say you received today?" Six to seven million?"
"Yes, a conservative estimate is that the amount of money collected today is more than six million, and there is a high possibility that it has reached seven million.”
Zhang Mu replied calmly,
"Uncle Lu, as you know, we've been collecting money for an entire day today. I don't know how many people know about this. I'm really worried about leaving so much money in the shop. It's too dangerous."”
"Six to seven million…Alright, alright, alright. I'll contact the person for you now. Is it okay to deposit the money in Shanghai's bank? That's where you got your loan."
"No problem. I have an account at Shanghai Bank, so I don't have to open an account. Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Lu.”
"Hey, this is just a small matter. What's the trouble? I'll make a call now!"
This was the first time Lu Song knew that Swift Delivery was so profitable.
That's right, it was to earn money!
In his previous conversation with Zhang Mu, Lu Song had a good understanding of the delivery service, but he didn't know how much the delivery service cost, and how many people would be willing to spend this money.
Although he still didn't know how much Zhang Mu was charging, just this figure alone was enough to confirm that the profits from the Quick Delivery would definitely not be small!
After all, express delivery was purely a service industry. There were no substantial products. All the costs were invested in labor and vehicles.
However, the investment in vehicles was a one-time investment. After this purchase, there was no need to purchase again for at least a few years, unless the scale was expanded again.
Therefore, most of the expenses were still on the employees. With the current salary standard, even if the average salary of the employees of the express delivery company could reach 1,000 yuan, the monthly expenditure of 2000 people would only be 2 million yuan. The rest was earned!
The amount of money earned had nothing to do with Lu Song. Besides, although the profit of a few million was not a small amount, there were many companies in Shanghai that had higher profits than this.
The amount of money they earned was not the top, but if one were to ask which company shared the most pressure for Conqueror, the fastest delivery in a short period of time was the most outstanding!
Not only did Lu Song have a good impression of Zhang Mu after he solved the reemployment problem of 2,000 laid-off workers in one go, but he also left a good reputation for Quick Delivery in the entire Conquest of Shanghai.
The reason why Lu Song was so excited was entirely because of other reasons. For example, the business of the express delivery company had been so good since its opening and it had earned so much money.
Based on his understanding, Zhang Mu was very ambitious. Would he be satisfied with the status quo and not expand?
As long as he expanded, he would have to continue to recruit employees. With the support of the Conqueror for the Suda Express, wouldn't Zhang Mu hire a batch of laid-off workers?
That would be a great help to him!
However, it was not appropriate to talk about this matter at this moment, nor could it be rushed. Lu Song did not talk about this topic with Zhang Mu, but contacted the bank department very attentively.
At 10:30 pm, all the customers paid their fees and went home satisfied. The staff of Shanghai Bank also arrived at this time.
Zhu Changcun, the Vice President who had been handling the loan with Zhang Mu a few days ago, personally led the team. He brought a dozen staff members and an escort vehicle to the door.
"Chief Lu, I've brought people over.”
Zhu Changcun greeted Lu Song first before turning to Zhang Mu with a smile.
"Hahaha, Brother Zhang. I didn't expect to meet you again so soon."”
"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so fast either.”
Zhang Mu replied,
"Next up is the hard work of the staff."”
"What's so hard about it? It's all part of our job. Brother Zhang, a big customer like you is something that many banks can't get. I should be the one thanking you for choosing our Shanghai Bank.”
Zhu Changcun spoke to the two of them and instructed the staff behind him,
"You guys go inside to check the money first. I'll wait outside."”
"Yes, President."
Zhang Mu had also made arrangements. Chen Yizhou and the staff of Suda were inside to receive the people from Shanghai Bank.
"Brother Zhang, I heard that there are six to seven million yuan here. I specially got someone to bring six cash counting machines over.”
Zhu Changcun smiled.
"But I never expected this. Brother, you asked me for a loan half a month ago. How long has it been?" He had already started such a big business!”
"Brother Zhu, you flatter me. Today's money is just the amount of money collected. After deducting the cost, there won't be much left…"
"Lu shi is here, we are not outsiders, brother don't be modest.”
Zhang Mu asked someone to make a pot of tea. The three of them sat on one side and chatted while drinking tea. Just as they were chatting passionately, Zhang Mu suddenly smelled a burning smell. He quickly asked,
"What's going on? Where is it?"”
"Mr. Stanley, there's a money detector that burned..."
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