He Yuzhu didn't have any other thoughts about making the chicken cake.
He wanted to sell the eggs in the space faster and better.
He couldn't rush things. If he took big steps, it would be easy to pull his balls.
He had already thought of the conditions.
"Manager, to be honest with you, I don't have any other pursuits. Since everyone likes it, this chicken cake has to be mass-produced. The price will be set by the factory. I just hope that the factory will help us make this chicken cake a specialty of our rolling mill.”
Factory Manager Yang understood that this was to ask him to help advertise.
Master He had already said that he would not charge the rolling mill.
Just treat it as a new dish in the cafeteria.
As for the price to sell to the workers, the factory would decide for itself.
"Are you trying to use our rolling mill's name to earn money from outsiders? You won't take a single cent?"
Manager Yang was very surprised, and the canteen director was even more surprised.
It was a great thing.
First, he didn't get a promotion, and second, he didn't mention a raise.
He didn't even want to pay for his labor and made chicken cakes for the factory for free.
This realization made people sweat.
"Hai, that's what I meant. But, we're not outsiders. We're a family of fifty-six races, after all. Of course, we have to share the good stuff. It's just that it's a little more expensive than our own workers.”
It was easy to talk to smart people.
He Yuzhu's meaning was very clear.
Big White Mantou was also steamed, and so was the chicken cake.
What money did he need for his job?
With just one condition, he pulled over all the national cotton factories and textile factories.
Once a person tasted the chicken cake, they would definitely need to buy a large amount.
At that time, he would have to rush to find He Yuzhu.
Factory Manager Yang was amused and smiled.
He pointed at Master He and shook his head.
"Your awareness is quite high, but you're so cunning. Master He, I really didn't notice it in the past.”
This matter was beneficial to Master He personally, but it was even more beneficial to the factory.
It was equivalent to binding.
In the future, when people mentioned the chicken cake, they would mention the Third Rolling Mill.
Speaking of the rolling mill, the first thing that came to mind was the chicken cake.
In the north, this thing was rare.
If he gave some to clients, business would be easier.
It wasn't worth much, so it wasn't a bribe.
Besides, the higher-ups had put in so much effort.
They allocated funds and improved the food.
It was to reassure the workers and give them motivation.
With this, the workers were grateful to the factory.
The factory loved its workers, and its reputation had also spread.
It was killing two birds with one stone.
"How about this, we'll set a price of one-third for a chicken cake the size of cornbread. The workers in this factory don't need tickets for less than ten. You can make five thousand first.”
Manager Yang said as he took a sip of tea.
He Yuzhu's face did not show any reaction, so he continued to speak.
"I can't let you work for free. I'll give you a penny for every one you buy. I'll record it in my account and pay you together with your salary. What do you think?”
In the canteen, cornbread was sold for two cents per ticket.
The price of the chicken cake was set at three points, and He Yuzhu took one point.
This meant that the mill did not make any money, and the rolling mill earned money from outsiders.
The factory set the price at three cents, and the other factories would definitely raise it by one or two cents.
Including the tickets, it was five points.
If He Yuzhu took one point, the factory would still earn two points.
It was reasonable enough to compensate for the loss.
"Alright, we'll do as you say."
Even if he sold 5,000 a day, He Yuzhu could make 50.
That was more than a month's salary. How could he not agree?
With the matter settled, Factory Manager Yang was also happy.
He also gave the canteen director a sum of money and asked him to go to the accountant to get the money.
In the future, if He Yuzhu needed any raw materials, the two of them would communicate directly.
Then again, there were only a few raw materials.
If the big head was an egg, he had to find He Yuzhu.
"Then it's settled. However, I have a request.”
Factory Manager Yang knocked on the table and asked the canteen director to collect the money first.
After closing the door, he and He Yuzhu were the only ones left in the room.
"Master He, you also know that the leader is from the south. When the first batch of chicken cakes you baked comes out, you have to give me a batch first.”
He thought that something was wrong, but this was not a problem at all.
He Yuzhu also understood that Factory Manager Yang wanted to build a good relationship with the higher-ups.
However, the giver did not accept it. It was definitely not a problem to give him some snacks.
The great leader was a southerner. He would definitely be happy to taste his hometown.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep a batch for you.”
Manager Yang smiled. That was good.
As long as this matter was done, not to mention the big leader.
Some old friends, other clients, and so on.
In the future, he wouldn't have to worry about giving her anything when he walked around.
After finishing his business, He Yuzhu turned around and left.
Factory Manager Yang did not stay long and sent her to the door.
He definitely couldn't do it today. It was already past mealtime.
In a few days, the chicken cake would be made.
It just so happened that the new year was coming.
He wanted to turn the chicken cake into a new year product.
Needless to say, it would definitely be popular.
At that time, not to mention the rolling mill, it would be the other factories.
The money had to go through He Yuzhu's hands.
As she walked, she remembered that she had forgotten something.
After pondering for a while, he left the bowl behind.
He Yuzhu quickly ran back to the door of Factory Manager Yang's office.
When he opened the door, he was stunned.
Good heavens, a big bowl of chicken cake was eaten clean by someone.
There wasn't even any residue left.
"Ahem, that, it tastes good. I'm not busy with work and haven't eaten.”
Manager Yang raised his head and their eyes met.
The situation was extremely awkward.
Coughing twice, he thought to himself,'It's not my fault.'
This chicken cake was too fragrant. He was hungry.
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