Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

"The canned fruit is fine, Mr. Liang, what are you talking about?"

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Zhao Pan looked puzzled and asked.

"Mr. Zhao, you're not here to cause trouble because of the poor sales of canned fruit?" Liang Ming asked, taken aback.

"What are you talking about? Your factory's canned fruit is of very good quality. When I took it up north, it sold out in less than a week."

Zhao Pan shook his head and said.

"Sold out in just one week?"

Upon hearing Zhao Pan's words, Liang Ming's face also showed a look of surprise.

You know, he sold Zhao Panjian canned fruit.

Even with Liangji Canned Food Factory's numerous local sales channels, this quantity would take five days to sell.

And Zhao Pan sold out in just 7 days?!

If we exclude the time spent negotiating channels and finding connections, Zhao Pan could probably sell this can of fruit in less than 5 days.

"Mr. Zhao, how did you do that?" Liang Ming couldn't help but ask.

“I’m Zhao, and I have some connections up north. Selling this small can of fruit is a piece of cake for me.”

Zhao Pan smiled and said.

Hearing Zhao Pan's unashamed words, Liang Ming smiled.

He was now certain that Zhao Pan was a great man.

If a good relationship can be maintained with him, Zhao Pan will inevitably become an important partner of Liangji Canned Food Factory in the future.

"Mr. Zhao, since your canned fruit is selling so well, why did you come up here accusing me of harming you and demanding an explanation from me..."

Liang Ming immediately spoke up and asked:

"I thought there was something wrong with our factory's canned fruit, which damaged your reputation in the north and made it impossible for you to make a living."

Zhao Pan said seriously, "This matter really does have to do with the canned fruit in your factory. If it weren't for those canned fruit, I wouldn't have been able to handle it so simply..."

It turned out that Zhao Pan brought Liangji Canned Fruit Factory's canned fruit back to the north, and it sold out in less than a week.

People in the north really like the taste of Liangji Canned Food Factory's canned fruit.

This is also related to the long winters in the north, the scarcity of fresh vegetables and fruits, and the fact that people can only eat canned fruit.

Having finally come across a canned fruit that tasted good, they naturally wanted to buy more.

These customers found Zhao Pan's downstream supplier, but when they learned that the goods were out of stock, they were extremely unhappy and almost smashed up the store.

Having no other option, they turned to Zhao Pan, hoping he would return to the south and order a batch of canned fruit to take back with him.

"Mr. Zhao, isn't this a good thing? Your customers love the canned fruit from my factory."

"You can make money, I can sell goods, and customers can enjoy their favorite canned fruits."

"How did you get into this state?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Ming looked puzzled.

“Boss Liang, what are you saying? I’m away from home all year round. I finally get to go back to my hometown, and I have to leave in less than half a month. Who would be willing to let me go?”

Zhao Pan smiled wryly.

It turned out that Zhao Pan had just returned to his hometown and wanted to stay home with his family, so he didn't want to come to the south so soon.

They refused the merchant's request to order canned fruit from the south.

It's unclear who leaked the news, but after learning that Zhao Pan was unwilling to travel south to resell the goods so quickly, the customers who had eaten the canned food were unhappy.

You think you can shirk responsibility after you've spoiled them with their mouths?

They all came knocking on his door, and in their anger, Zhao Pan was almost torn apart by these customers.

Finally, Zhao Pan was also forced to come to the South. Because of the hasty departure, he was in such a sorry state when he arrived in Taoyuan City.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry I made you suffer. Come, let's find a guesthouse to settle down first, and then I'll treat you to a welcome dinner and apologize."

After listening to Zhao Pan's explanation, Liang Ming chuckled.

The other party is a major client, and they suffered all this because of their factory, so Liang Ming insisted on treating them well.

After finding Zhao Pan a guesthouse and letting him wash up and change his clothes, Liang Ming led Zhao Pan to the Xiangmanlou Restaurant in the county town, where they served him the best wine and food.

"Mr. Zhao, you must be tired from your journey. Have a drink to warm your stomach first, and then try the dishes at Xiangmanlou Restaurant. It will definitely make you forget the fatigue of the journey."

Liang Ming held a glass of baijiu in his hand and addressed Zhao Pan.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pan also picked up his baijiu glass and clinked it with Liang Ming's.

After a few glasses of baijiu, the atmosphere in the private room became lively.

“Brother Liang, I wasn’t taking it out on you just now. It’s just that I’ve been on this old green train for so long, and I’ve been irritated by the smell of stinky feet the whole way, so I’m a bit short-tempered.”

Zhao Pan took the initiative to apologize.

Liang Ming quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother Zhao, don't say anything more. Once you're in Taoyuan County, you're home!"

"Let's have a good meal and drinks tonight, and I'll take you to a nightclub tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pan waved his hand and said, "Tonight we'll drink until we're completely drunk, but let's forget about going to the nightclub tomorrow."

"What's wrong, Brother Zhao? You don't want to go?" Liang Ming asked, puzzled.

In the 80s, ordinary people didn't have many entertainment venues to choose from, such as dance halls, theaters, ice rinks, and parks.

Besides that, there are only a few other places.

"Brother Liang, it's not that I don't want to go, it's that I don't have the time."

Zhao Pan shook his head and said:

"I came to the South this time with the mission of ordering canned fruit. Time is tight and the task is heavy."

Upon hearing this, Liang Ming's face showed a strange expression: "Even if it's urgent, it can't be this day, can it?"

"The sooner I get the goods and ship them back, the sooner I can complete my mission."

Zhao Pan shook his head and asked Liang Ming:

“Brother Liang, I originally wanted to talk to you tomorrow, but since we’ve gotten this far, I might as well ask now.”

How many canned fruits do you have left in your factory?

Seeing Zhao Pan's anxiety, Liang Ming thought for a moment and said:

"There are still cans of lychee preserves in the warehouse."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pan shook his head and said, "That's too little, Brother Liang. This time, I've come to ask for at least a jar!"

"So many?" Liang Ming's face showed a strange expression.

For the first time, he felt that Liangji Canned Food Factory's production capacity was too low.

A single large order can put significant pressure on the factory's production capacity.

"Brother Liang, is this order volume too large to fulfill?"

Zhao Pan frowned and asked.

"Of course we can satisfy you," Liang Ming said without hesitation.

He naturally couldn't let go of such a large order.

Even if it means having the cannery workers work overtime and stay up all night, the canned goods still have to be produced.

As long as the wages for oxen and horses are paid in full, there's no need to worry about the workers not working their butts off.

"Brother Liang, I knew you could do it."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, Zhao Pan grinned and said:

"Come on, let's keep drinking."

After saying that, he prepared to serve the wine.

Liang Ming quickly stopped him, saying, "Brother Zhao, I can deliver this can of lychees to you tomorrow, but there's one condition..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pan frowned slightly and asked, "Conditions?"

"Brother Liang, you're not trying to raise the price, are you?"