69novels Chapter 129
Chapter 129
The next morning, Meng Haisheng and his friends went to the market first.
There was a large flow of people at the market, and Meng Haisheng was selling Hong Kong wool sweaters. By 9 a.m., they had sold more than 400 wool sweaters.
If Qu Dayong sold more than 90 wool sweaters yesterday, he felt that he was a talent for business.
After selling more than 400 wool sweaters today, Qu Dayong felt that he was a genius in business.
"Brother Haisheng, I will follow you in the future. Whatever business you do, I will follow you."
Meng Haisheng, who was sorting out wool sweaters, heard Qu Dayong say this.
He grinned at him.
"That's great. I'm raising rabbits at home now, and I'm in need of help. Why don't you come and raise rabbits with me?"
"You should be able to make some money by reselling clothes. It's enough to invest all of it in the rabbit farm."
"Wait, Brother Haisheng, you didn't lie to me. Are you really going to raise rabbits?"
"My rabbit farm has already been built. The reason why I'm doing this batch of goods with you is because of Meng Guoliang."
The fact that Meng Haisheng opened a rabbit farm at home really shocked Qu Dayong.
Can raising rabbits make more money than reselling clothes?
"Brother Haisheng, you are so good at business, why do you raise rabbits? Let's resell clothes. We don't have to make more than two trips a month, and we can make a lot of money."
"Have you forgotten that you met robbers on the road? You think reselling clothes is an easy job, but you are risking your life."
"But if you want to do small business, you can also take the train south to buy goods, but it's a little troublesome to send train cars."
Meng Haisheng and Qu Dayong are also friends who have lived and died, so he couldn't help but give him a few words.
"I know my own weight very well."
"If Brother Haisheng didn't take me with me, I wouldn't be able to find the way to Jingnan City Clothing Wholesale Market, let alone reselling clothes."
Qu Dayong tried his best to persuade Meng Haisheng to do business together.
Unfortunately, no matter what he said, Meng Haisheng was unmoved.
The four of them drove the truck and bought clothes all day long.
Everything was as Meng Haisheng expected, and the sales were even more popular today.
More than 300 pieces were sold at the entrance of the textile factory alone.
Seeing that the sales at the entrance of the textile factory were so hot, Qu Dayong wanted to sell for another day, but was rejected by Meng Haisheng.
"Didn't you see that some people are also imitating us to set up stalls to sell clothes?"
"Believe it or not, someone will report us tomorrow."
"Ah?"
"Report us for what? It has been several years since the reform and opening up, and the government is also encouraging everyone to start businesses and get rich and live a well-off life."
Qu Dayong was confused and had no idea what the problem was.
"If you don't believe it, come and see tomorrow morning."
The second day was Sunday. In the morning, many small vendors would set up stalls at the entrance of the staff community to sell vegetables or some small items.
Meng Haisheng and his group first put their sweaters at the entrance of the power plant community.
Then Meng Haisheng and Qu Dayong returned to the textile factory community together.
As Meng Haisheng expected, there were only a few small vendors selling vegetables here, but now there are four or five more stalls selling clothes.
Two of the stalls also sold wool sweaters, but the style was not from the south, but from the local area.
"Brother Haisheng, isn't this good? Someone reported it there."
Meng Haisheng smiled faintly and said nothing. He bought a cup of lotus root soup and drank it slowly while standing not far away.
Before he finished the hot lotus root soup, he saw a police car coming from afar.
Four police comrades in uniform got off the police car and went straight to the two sweater stalls.
"Someone reported you for speculation. Come with us and explain the situation."
The two young men who were selling sweaters were completely dumbfounded.
"Comrade Public Security, there may be some misunderstanding here. We are just selling wool sweaters. How can we be considered as speculators?"
"Don't waste your time talking to me. Come with us. If you refuse to cooperate, we will not be polite."
While talking, the two public security comrades had already taken out handcuffs. The young man was scared to death. He quickly picked up the wool sweaters on the ground and followed the public security comrades.
Their wool sweaters were all from nearby cities, and the prices were not cheap.
As long as they explained the situation to the public security comrades, the crime of speculation and profiteering could not be pinned on them.
But since they were released from the public security bureau long ago, the two young men probably dared not set up stalls again.
Meng Haisheng drank the last bit of lotus root powder soup in his hand.
"Dayong, you are still a little young. We are selling wool sweaters here very enthusiastically. There must be people who are jealous. It is normal for them to report us.""But if we are arrested and questioned by the police today, will you still dare to sell wool sweaters in Ninggang City?"
Qu Dayong thought about it and to be honest, he really didn't dare.
Although Qu Dayong is usually arrogant in the machinery factory.
But even in the factory, if he was asked to run to the unfamiliar Ninggang City, he could only keep his tail between his legs and dare not do anything out of line.
"Let's go, sell the wool sweaters quickly so that we can go home."
More than 7,000 wool sweaters, even if 1,000 pieces are sold a day, it will take several days to sell.
This is too slow, Meng Haisheng wants to sell them quickly.
Then he can only run to more places.
Ninggang City is not small, Meng Haisheng simply divided it into four points, and everyone got ten boxes of wool sweaters.
At first, Meng Haisheng felt that with his eloquence, he would definitely sell more than others.
But when the four people settled the accounts in the evening, it turned out that Meng Hailian sold the most.
Meng Hailian is a rough man. Although he looks handsome, he has lost his handsomeness after years of exposure to the wind and sun.
In the eyes of female comrades, he is just an honest farmer.
Someone asked him where these wool sweaters came from. He told them honestly that they were ordered by merchants in Hong Kong Island. Now that the Hong Kong merchants have run away, they are clearing out the stock.
If Qu Dayong and Meng Haisheng said this, the female comrades would not believe it.
They are both shrewd and will definitely not tell the truth.
But the honest man Meng Hailian is more convincing.
"Brother, I never thought that you are the best at selling clothes. How about I open a clothing store for you in Quyang County, and you can go and buy clothes. With that little piece of land at home, even if you work hard, you can't make much money in a year."
Meng Hailian smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later."
After this reselling of clothes, Meng Hailian really understood that doing business is more profitable than farming.
But if he were asked to do the clothing business, he might not have the courage. He would go back and discuss with Wu Lixia to see if he really wants to open a store in Quyang County in the future.
More than 7,000 pieces of clothing were sold by Meng Haisheng and his four friends in five days, about 7,300 pieces.
There were about 200 good ones and 300 defective ones left.
In these five days, the four people almost transformed all the high-wage communities in Ninggang City.
"Let's go back to Quyang County. We can sell these clothes in Quyang County."
"Okay, let's put them in the textile factory staff quarters first. I have a cram school there."
Every day Meng Haisheng spent in Ninggang City was torture. He was eager to go home as soon as possible.
"Brother Haisheng, let's divide the money from the sale of clothes first. I can show off to my parents when I get home."
Qu Dayong rubbed his hands with a little excitement. This was the first time he had made so much money since he was a child. It would be a lie to say he wasn't excited.