Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Wow, Mouse, is this still you?"

Yan Bin, who had not interrupted the whole time, seemed to have seen something rare. He pulled Zhao Wenhao over and looked at him left and right.

"what?"

Zhao Wenhao felt a little scared when the fat man looked at him, so he quickly pushed him away.

"It's unbelievable. You're completely different from before!" Yan Bin shook his head, still feeling incredible.

Zhao Wenhao didn't want to continue paying attention to him, but he could only explain: "Life forces me. Do you think everyone has a father who is the town party secretary?"

Yan Bin didn't delve into it. Although it seemed that Zhao Wenhao had changed a lot in just half a year, he still had nothing to say about his friend.

As for the rest, it’s not that important.

"Wenhao, how is it, is there any profit?"

Zhao Wenjing followed her brother nervously until the customer left, then she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from Zhao Wenhao's expression during the bargaining process just now, it seemed that there was not much profit to be made, so she asked this question.

"Puch..."

Zhao Wenhao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Sister, why would I open this shop if I can't make any money? You have to learn from me and not be so honest. When doing business, you have to make customers feel that you have no profit and make big concessions. Otherwise, they will feel unbalanced.

Let me tell you, when it comes to clothing, we can divide it into wholesale and retail. The so-called retail..."

Deep down, Zhao Wenhao had no intention of starting a clothing business. He was doing it now as a temporary solution.

He just wanted to find something to do in the gap before May, and happened to think of the clothing industry, so he got involved.

But later I thought about it carefully. It would be a good thing if I could take my sister away from Zhaojiayu and develop her in a big city, and let her go out more and see the world.

At such a young age, I was living in a small rural town, working in a tiny township enterprise. That was basically how my life would be.

Since he came to such a family, Zhao Wenhao would of course change the fate of this family.

It is not just about earning money to change your family's living conditions. It is also about motivating your family members to make corresponding changes.

And this clothing store is the first step.

Therefore, Zhao Wenhao patiently explained some business matters to Zhao Wenjing.

Half an hour later, Zhao Wenhao was so exhausted from talking that his mouth was dry, but Zhao Wenjing was listening with great interest.

As for Yan Bin, he was not interested in this matter at all and sat there drowsy.

"You haven't told me yet how much you earned from a coat and a pair of pants just now." While Zhao Wenhao was drinking water, Zhao Wenjing still didn't forget the original question.

Zhao Wenhao smiled and took out a small notebook from the drawer of his desk. You can check the cost price yourself.

Zhao Wenjing took it curiously, opened it, and found out the prices of the two clothes.

"Wow, is this true? I actually made so much money."

The combined cost of the wool coat and jeans was only 150 yuan, but the actual selling price was 255 yuan. The profit from this order alone was 105 yuan.

Such cases obviously had some impact on Zhao Wenjing's dusty thoughts.

She knew that her brother made a lot of money working outside, but it was like this, happening right before her eyes. In just half an hour, he could actually make so much money.

You know, no matter how many matches she makes in a month at the match factory in town, she can't earn that much.

"Now you understand the difference, right? Do you still want to go back to that match factory?"

Zhao Wenhao was not polite, he just wanted to create a certain impact on Zhao Wenjing.

Zhao Wenjing still found it a little hard to believe, staring at the numbers on the small notebook in a daze.

How could she feel balanced when she thought about how she worked so hard for a month but earned less than the profit from a piece of clothing?

"welcome!"

While Zhao Wenjing was still in a daze, two young men walked in.

Zhao Wenhao ignored Zhao Wenjing and quickly stepped forward to greet them, "Please come in and take a look around. Our store has just opened and we have some great discounts. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

The two of them strolled around the store casually without talking.

However, their eyes betrayed them.

It was obvious that the two young men saw the beauties in the store and couldn't help but walk in.

"Do you two need anything specific?"

Zhao Wenhao stepped forward again, but his tone was rather calm, no longer as polite as at the beginning.

He knew very well that these two bastards had no intention of buying anything and were simply there to see the beautiful woman.

As expected, the two of them walked around for a while, stealing glances at Zhao Wenjing countless times. They left the shop reluctantly after finding no more room to wander.

From beginning to end, neither of them said a word, nor did they pay any attention to Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Wenhao was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Giggle..."

Zhao Wenjing, who was standing aside, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"You're still laughing! If you had taken action just now, you might have been able to sell at least one piece of clothing. Because you didn't take the initiative, we didn't make any money from the sale of one piece of clothing."

Zhao Wenhao glanced at his sister and said unhappily.

Of course, Zhao Wenjing also noticed the expressions of the two young people just now, but she was still a little uncomfortable, so naturally she would not step forward to help.

However, thinking about what her brother had just said, that if she took action, she might be able to sell a piece of clothing, she suddenly felt excited again, as if she had finally discovered her own value.

"Sister, if there are other customers coming in later, please try to entertain them. Give them a brief introduction. If there are any questions, I will help them out from behind.

Even if we can't sell it, it doesn't matter. We can just practice and it won't be a big loss. Right?"

Zhao Wenhao instigated again.

Zhao Wenjing was still a little timid, but she couldn't resist Zhao Wenhao's repeated encouragement and finally agreed.

Sure enough, the effect of a beautiful woman’s intervention is quite extraordinary.

After a while, another man walked into the store.

This time, Zhao Wenhao did not take the initiative to step forward, but gave Zhao Wenjing a look and let her handle it herself.

"welcome!"

Zhao Wenjing walked up timidly, and her voice was only slightly louder than a mosquito's.

But even so, the customer didn't care at all, and even asked Zhao Wenjing to help recommend a windbreaker.

Zhao Wenjing was a little at a loss. She turned to look at her brother, wanting to ask him for help.

But Zhao Wenhao had already turned his head away and didn't even look over here.

In desperation, Zhao Wenjing could only bite the bullet and introduce people.

More than ten minutes later, the man left, but before leaving he bought the windbreaker that Zhao Wenjing introduced.

"call……"

Zhao Wenjing's face flushed red, but she finally relaxed at this moment.

Especially when he looked at the 65-yuan bill in his hand, he smiled even more.

"A beautiful woman is worth two. Sister Jing, you are amazing!"

The fat guy finally came over and continued to flatter.