My Italy

In the following period, several major Chinese families headed by the Liu family suddenly launched an attack and used the properties of Lin, Zhang and other families to pay off their debts on the grounds of debt disputes.

Faced with several major families who were in trouble, the Lin, Zhang and other families were not to be outdone and actively raised funds to preserve the industry.

Unfortunately, the resistance of the Lin, Zhang and other families was of no use. Several major families who were well prepared and powerful finally took over the industry.

The vitality of the Lin, Zhang and other families was severely damaged after this, and they were no longer able to become a well-known Chinese family in Borneo.

The sudden acquisition war in Borneo also dazzled the people. But anyway, life goes on.

Carl Larson was dressed neatly and went out of the house with a suit jacket in hand. The shirt and jacket were actually a little uncomfortable in the nearly 30-degree weather.

But Carl Larson didn't mind this at all, because he needed to meet an important guest today and it had to be formal.

"rickshaw!"

Seeing an idle rickshaw in the distance, Carl Larsen's eloquent Cantonese came to mind.

It has been three years since he came to Borneo, and Carl Larsen can already speak a lot of everyday Cantonese.

There is no way, there are too many Chinese in Pontianak. As a businessman who has to deal with people every day, Carl Larsen has learned a lot of spoken Chinese.

Following Karl Larsen's greeting, the rickshaw rushed over immediately.

"Good morning, Sir."

The same well-spoken Italian greeting came out of the mouth of the yellow-skinned coachman.

"Jaful Larsen Trading Company."

A business house named after oneself is a characteristic of this era, and Carl Larsen is no exception.

"okay!"

After confirming the address, the driver pulled Carl Larsen through the streets. The streets are extremely busy in the early morning, with scenes of people coming and going everywhere, and the roads are also quite crowded. Horse-drawn carriages and rickshaws run through them. There are also many bicycles on both sides of the road, and you can even see cars.

Of course, there are also an endless stream of shops on both sides of the street, and the Chinese and Latin characters on the signboards echo each other, which is also a unique style.

As Carl Larsen, who has been in Pontianak for three years, he no longer appreciates this, and his mind is filled with matters needing attention when meeting clients.

"Sir, we're here!"

A voice called him out of his thoughts.

"Give!"

"Goodbye sir."

Carl Larsen's business is not big. It is more like a larger store than a business. It just has a separate room as an office.

At present, the business is still in its early stages of development. In addition to Larsen himself, there is also a clerk and assistant Mori and Admiral Yajir, cleaner, cook and waiter Ms. Song.

That's right, there are only three people in Larson's business, which is pitiful for a small one.

However, although the business house was small, it was his entire dream and his entire net worth to Carl Larsen.

Carl Larsen was just a craftsman who repaired tailoring machines before. After seeing others making a fortune in Borneo, he felt envious, so he sold his goods and came to Borneo to work hard.

Considering the cost and familiarity, Carl Larsen came to Pontianak and still started his old sewing machine business. Of course, we no longer just repair sewing machines for people, but sell sewing machines.

Carl Larsen had a good vision. The industry he chose had little competition in Borneo and the prospects were good. Although sewing machines may not look like much, they are basically household necessities. Even if every family cannot have one, it is still necessary for four or five families to share one. After all, if you want to make clothes and mend clothes, how can you do without a sewing machine?

Besides, the people in Borneo have always had good incomes, and they can still afford to spend one or two months’ salary on buying a sewing machine. Carl Larson has developed well in three years, from a one-man operation to now having his own store and employees.

"Morrie, how do I look?"

"Awesome, perfect for who you are."

Morrie's compliment made Larson straighten the wrinkles in his pants. "Did Mr. Li call to say when he would arrive?"

"I told you, he looked around ten o'clock in the morning."

"Oh, it's already half past nine, and Mr. Li will arrive in only half an hour. Morrie, let's rehearse the reception process. I have a new idea."

"Okay, Mr. Larson."

…………

"Welcome Mr. Li."

Larsen welcomed the arrival of the big customer with a smile on his face. The big customer he mentioned was indeed worthy. Li Mingkun was also a famous Chinese family in Gaoping. Of course, this had nothing to do with Gaoping. But no matter how he compares, he is still much better than Larsen. It is simply compared to Kunpeng and Sparrow.

"You're welcome, Mr. Larsen, let's get started."

Facing Li Mingkun's words, Larson quickly led him into the store.

"Mr. Li, please take a look. There are only a few types of sewing machines currently sold in our store..."

Larsen currently sells five types of sewing machines, including one from Germany, one from the UK, and three from Italy. Because this is an Italian colony, German-style and British-style tailoring machines are subject to high tariffs and are mostly used by the middle class and above.

Larson's main sales force are three Italian tailoring machines, the Vega brand, the Morning Glory brand, and the Crown brand.

"What is the lowest selling price of these three sewing machines? You know how many I need."

After listening to Larsen's introduction, major customer Li Mingkun asked about the price. Sure enough, they directly abandoned the British and German models. Although the performance was indeed good, they were too expensive. One was almost worth replacing with two of the cheapest Crown models. He wants to take it back to open a garment factory, so he doesn't need such good machinery.

"The price of the Vega card can be reduced by 48 lire at the lowest, and it will sell to you for 160 lire. The Morning Glory card can be reduced by 45 lire recently, and will be sold to you for 150 lire. The Crown card can only be reduced by 40 lire, and will be sold to you for 140 lire. Of course, this is a minimum purchase of 500. The selling price of the station.”

Faced with the inquiry from the major customer, Larson quickly quoted his price, and finally he added. "Mr. Li, this price cannot be lower than mine in Pontianak."

As soon as he finished speaking, Larson could only look at the big customer expectantly. Li Mingkun had obviously known about it before. After thinking for a while, he spoke. "I need a thousand Crown brand sewing machines, but they must be guaranteed for free maintenance for one year."

"No problem. I will arrange for a maintenance person to be at your factory when the time comes."

Larsen was overjoyed to get the order and made the promise without hesitation. This is the largest order he has ever received in business. Although the unit price profit is very low, the quantity is enough for him to earn a lot of profit. Perhaps his wife and children in the country can also take over.

Living in Borneo day after day, there are many people like Larson who make money, and of course there are also many who lose money and sell themselves to plantations. Of course, no matter who it is, the dream of getting rich in Borneo is not missing at all.

And those who make money are the best advertisements, motivating people who dream of getting rich to rush to this hot land.