Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Zhao Wenhao?"

Xiang Mingxuan was a little hesitant.

He seemed to have heard of this name, but didn't have much impression of it, so he just nodded slightly.

"Brother, I talked to you before about a friend of Zhifeng who gave me a lot of ideas. This is the kid. I came here to pay New Year's greetings today and I happened to meet him." Xiang Mingyu hurriedly explained.

"Oh..." Xiang Mingxuan suddenly realized and remembered, "I was wondering why your name sounded so familiar. Mingyu mentioned you to me at least twice. He also said with regret that he wanted to recruit you into his company, but you didn't want to."

"How dare I? Uncle Xiang is praising me. I know my own worth." Zhao Wenhao did not dare to take credit for himself and remained humble.

Xiang Mingxuan chuckled and pointed at Zhao Wenhao, "I see you're not that old, twenty at most, so why are you talking so old-fashioned? Don't be restrained. Young people should have the youthful spirit."

That being said, it was still the first time Zhao Wenhao met Xiang Mingxuan, so he tried to be as humble as possible.

"Please sit down, there are no outsiders here." Xiang Mingyu greeted them politely and arranged for everyone to sit down.

Xiang Mingxuan had just arrived, so Zhao Wenhao certainly couldn't say goodbye immediately, as that would seem too deliberate.

So, after Xiang Mingxuan sat down, he sat down too.

The two parties weren't exactly familiar with each other, as it was only their first meeting. So, they just chatted casually about family matters, etc., before eventually turning to Zhao Wenhao's plans for the sausage project.

Of course, Zhao Wenhao is happy to show off his thinking ability. After all, he has advanced consciousness that others do not have.

Therefore, at the beginning of this conversation, the topic was only about the Xuanzhou Food Processing Plant, but later on the topic of market economy was discussed.

It was just a casual conversation at first, but when Xiang Mingyu and Xiang Zhihai joined in, it seemed to turn into a symposium.

An hour passed quickly. Zhao Wenhao looked at his watch and realized that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

So he quickly stood up and said, "Uncle Xiang, Uncle Xiang, I'm sorry, I still have something to do. I won't bother you anymore. I'll ask you for advice another day."

"Xiao Zhao, are you leaving now? Why not stay for dinner?" Xiang Mingxuan seemed a little reluctant.

In fact, it does.

During the conversation just now, some of the things Zhao Wenhao talked about made Xiang Mingxuan feel like he had suddenly seen something, and he was very inspired.

Zhao Wenhao knew that too much was as bad as too little, so he just needed to leave a good impression on the other party today. There was still a long way to go, and there would always be opportunities to meet again in the future.

"Uncle Xiang, I do have something to do today, so I won't bother you anymore. Anyway, I'm in Xuanzhou, and we'll have a chance to see each other again in the future."

Zhao Wenhao did not stay any longer and chose to say goodbye again.

"What a pity. This kid's knowledge is really extraordinary."

After Zhao Wenhao left, Xiang Mingxuan shook his head, not knowing what he was regretting.

Xiang Mingyu came closer and smiled complacently, "Brother, is my vision really that bad? Every time I talk to this guy, he always makes you feel bright."

Zhao Wenhao, who has already passed away, naturally has no idea how his family would evaluate him.

Now he doesn't know where to go.

He had originally come here to wish Xiang Mingyu a happy new year and grab a meal. However, it happened that Xiang Mingyu was having a family dinner today, so he had no choice but to leave.

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"Sister, the goods from Shanghai have been shipped out and should arrive today. I originally ordered a batch, but I added a lot a while ago. This time, I invested nearly half of my funds in leggings!"

"Why didn't you discuss this with me? We make clothes, how can we do this?"

"Don't worry, sister. I know what's going on. Regarding leggings, I'm mainly in the wholesale business. If I sell them piece by piece, how long will it take?"

"Hey, make your own decision. I'll listen to you."

In the "New Wave" clothing store in Xuanzhou Clothing Market, the brother and sister were busy and talking at the same time.

More than a month has passed in a daze, and now it is the end of March 89.

As early as last year, Zhao Wenhao wanted to make leggings, but it was winter at the time and there was no demand for leggings.

Now that spring has arrived, Zhao Wenhao has of course picked up the plan again.

After about an hour, the goods were finally delivered to the market, where the brother and sister were already waiting.

"Xiao Zhao, what new goods have you bought?"

Seeing Zhao Wenhao and his sister waiting there, a merchant not far away asked casually.

Zhao Wenhao politely replied: "A batch of leggings, but they are slightly different from the other leggings."

The merchant who asked the question was a little nonchalant. They said it was just leggings. They had already purchased the goods from other sources and were selling them in the store. What was the difference?

Zhao Wenhao could see the other party's disapproval, but he was too lazy to explain. He believed that once his goods were put on the market, these people would be filled with envy and hatred.

The truck soon stopped at the entrance of the market, and the porters called by Zhao Wenjing helped with the carrying with ease.

Some of it was sent directly to the small warehouse, and some of it was moved into the store.

"Hey, why is this blue? There's even purple."

The box was opened, and pairs of leggings appeared in front of Zhao Wenjing.

Zhao Wenhao smiled but said nothing.

"The leggings people buy are all black, but these are a little different from ours. It seems we've made some improvements to the style, and there are so many colors."

Zhao Wenjing was very surprised and took out leggings of various colors one by one, and even gestured in front of her.

This batch of goods was specially customized by Zhao Wenhao from a clothing processing factory in Shanghai.

Not only are the colors differentiated, but some styles also have embroidery added.

This makes the overall look unique and gives people a feeling of being of a different grade than those sold in other stores.

Zhao Wenhao even specially customized a part of the leopard print series for some customers who like it.

Of course, its cost price is also slightly higher than before.

In the past, the normal selling price of a pair of leggings was around 15 yuan, the wholesale price was around 7.5 yuan, and the actual cost was about 5 yuan.

This time, the average cost of this batch of goods reached 6 yuan.

Zhao Wenhao spent nearly 60,000 yuan on this batch of orders alone.

"Sister, hang one of each color at the door for me. Also, choose one for yourself and wear it as a promotion for our store."

Zhao Wenhao gave instructions while holding a specially made signboard and hanging it in the most conspicuous place at the door.

The sign read: Wholesale leggings, discounts for large quantities!