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Sure enough, Yun Hu rubbed his hands and asked, "Little sister, can your pharmaceutical factory give me another batch of drugs? Don't worry, I will pay you double the price when I come back."

Ms. Qi's face turned black. "Didn't you say you made money? Why are you still selling goods?"

This is a suspicion that Yunhu is talking nonsense and lying.

Yun Tinglan guessed that Yunhu had spent all the money on buying goods.

"Oh my god, I'm not kidding you, they are in short supply of all kinds of supplies over there, and things are selling very well. There was an old man who brought hundreds of bamboo baskets, the kind of things that can be seen everywhere in the big market and no one cares about them, but they were all snatched away halfway over there.

Not to mention the daily necessities I brought with me. A few dollars' worth of travel shoes can be exchanged for a watch. Look, a Seiko mechanical watch!" He shook his wrist.

A few years ago, this kind of watch would cost at least one hundred or eighty yuan.

"A few pieces of clothing can be exchanged for a fox scarf. Look, this one. The fur is bright. You can't buy it in China without spending several hundred dollars. Take it. This is your son's New Year's gift to you."

Ms. Qi's face looked a little better.

Yunhu picked up the water cup, drank it in one gulp, burped, took off his fur coat and fur hat, lay down on the sofa without any image, and sighed, "Comfortable!"

Then he continued, "You don't know how crazy they are. As soon as I took out a piece of clothing, dozens of hands reached out to grab it. They didn't care about sweaters or down jackets. They bought whatever they saw."

The price increased dozens of times, and he made tens of thousands of dollars this time, which was really a huge profit.

SL's industrial structure is unreasonable, light industry is underdeveloped, and there is a serious shortage of daily necessities. Coupled with the severe cold weather, cold-resistant supplies are absolutely in demand, so it is normal that they are selling so well.

Yun Tinglan put the ginseng away. Buying medicine is not difficult, and it doesn't matter who she sells it to. However, "There must be a weight limit for trucks going to SL, right?" Compared to heavier supplies such as canned medicines, thick clothes are more cost-effective.

Yun Hu's eyes flickered, and he hesitated, "I rented a few iron carriages with someone else."

Rent a tin carriage?

Ms. Qi's eyebrows were twisted into a "川" shape. "Your business is getting bigger and bigger. F Real Estate still owes Xiaomei and Yinhang millions. Isn't it said that the property market is good? Why don't you sell it? Sell it quickly and pay back the money you owe."

What a pity.

Yun Hu disagreed in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute. He turned around and said to Yun Tinglan: "The housing prices in South City have increased by another 500. It would be a pity to withdraw the investment at this time."

Yun Tinglan no longer wanted to explain anything. Smart people don't need to be taught, stupid people can't be taught, and Yun Hu is the kind of person who won't listen.

She just mentioned the contract: "Second brother, just give me the money back before the end of the year."

Yunhu crossed his shoulders and said, "It is said that smart people do smart things. My little sister is really timid. The Song family has connections, so you should pay more attention to the correct policies from above. It will be most cost-effective to take action at the last moment."

It’s too hasty to do this!

This is really a problem of intellectuals. This is the first time I see someone biting his hand because of having too much money.

But he dared to play tricks on her mother, and on my little sister...

He really didn't dare, because that was his brother-in-law's Achilles' heel.

In recent years, he has had more opportunities to deal with those second-generation rich people. He has heard many versions of the story of his brother-in-law, but when it comes to this brother-in-law, those people, without exception, dare not make a fuss and are all polite to him.

Why were those young men willing to take him along to buy pre-sale properties? Whose face were they doing this for? He knew it clearly.

Song Jin is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He is gentle at home but very cruel when dealing with others.

At first glance, those things have nothing to do with him, but if you count on your fingers, who is the final beneficiary?

Yunhu is not a fool, how can he see all this clearly after so many years?

He is the second brother of my younger sister, and Song Jin, her brother-in-law, loves her and her family, so he will naturally protect him. But if he offends my younger sister, with her brother-in-law's skills, I'm afraid I won't even know how I'm done.

Therefore, he could only hold back the pain and nodded with a bitter face: "Don't worry, I will bring the money back before the end of the year." There was still a year to the end of 92. As long as the SL trip went smoothly, he could easily earn several million and fill the gap.

"Mom, mom, come and see, Bass is on the Spring Festival Gala." In the living room, Xixi excitedly stretched her neck and called for help.

I'm coming.

The children watched Bass's performance excitedly and shouted along.

The adults smiled knowingly, and nowadays, life is really comfortable.

"Mom, when will my dad come back?" Xixi suddenly asked while eating dumplings.

"Miss your dad?"

OK!

Yun Tinglan smiled and tapped her forehead, Lie!

I picked up three more dumplings stuffed with carrot and shrimp and gave them to Xixi. Don't think she didn't see it, this girl secretly fed those dumplings to Yangyang's mouth.

Yangyang is the son of Song Laowu, Song Yan.

This girl has hated carrots since she was a child. In order to avoid eating it, she has tried many tricks. Grandma Shen and the others turned a blind eye to it. Yun Tinglan had no choice but to keep an eye on it herself.

Xixi loves watching TV, playing computer games and her eyes have shown signs of pseudomyopia, so Yun Tinglan is more strict with her.

I just said that to divert her attention.

When Mrs. Song heard this, she became concerned and asked her husband, "When will Xiaojiu come back? We are looking forward to this one coming back, but we are missing that one. How many years have we not been together?"

Xiao Ba is back and Xiao Jiu is missing again. How many years can this old lady live?

"When the child grows up, he naturally wants to spread his wings and fly high. He can't always be kept by his side." Mr. Song did not give a direct answer.

In fact, he himself didn't know clearly and was confused.

Why did they call Xiaojiu, a researcher, to come? Could it be that he was unfamiliar with the man and it would be more appropriate for him to pretend to be a businessman? He didn't believe the claim that he could speak the language. How could the Guo family lack such a talent?

What are you doing? He is really a guest businessman.

Yun Hu, who was not far away, was secretly complaining in his heart. He just took a look from a distance, but there was no doubt that the man was Song Jin.

He was troubled by the people in the prison and thought he was going to bleed a lot. But his brother-in-law said something to the person who was obviously a sue, and he and his group were released.

This is also the reason why Liu Sheng asked him to rent a metal carriage after returning. What was he afraid of? He was afraid of being stuck at the customs again.

Otherwise, with Liu Sheng's financial resources, they don't need him to invest. In order to have more say, he said he could get the drugs, which were just needed by them and they would definitely not have trouble selling them.

Song Jinhan came back in the heavy snow on the sixth day of the New Year, accompanied by three foreign guests.

They settled in a courtyard house with two entrances that had been vacant all along.

Yun Tinglan cooperated with him in playing the role of a vase and took the three of them to visit several factories, from a canning factory to a garment factory, then to a winery, and finally to a plastic greenhouse.

The three burly men nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with impatience.

When they got home, Yun Tinglan asked, "Are you planning to barter?"

Song Jinhan nodded: "Their light industry is backward, and ours is too saturated. It would be more appropriate to barter the unsaleable daily necessities. It would save the transaction procedures and reduce losses. They are more willing to do so."