I was a daigou in the 60s

"The soymilk maker alone cost me 12,000 yuan, and now I need another 6,000 yuan to buy soybeans."

"Are you trying to get something for nothing?"

Xiao Dongqing still had a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, you've already invested so much, do you want to give up halfway?"

"Once the production line is started, we can generate at least 20,000 in sales per day!"

"Don't try to fool me with empty promises. That won't work on me!"

Zhang Hong frowned, obviously very dissatisfied.

At first, he did want to acquire stinky tofu, but things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

Zhang Hong originally had a simple plan.

He invested a little money to promote stinky tofu, and once the brand became popular, he would reap the benefits.

However, things did not develop as he expected.

Instead, he fell into the trap set by Xiao Dongqing step by step.

"Don't even think about taking a penny from me today. I'm broke!"

Zhang Hong said coldly.

Xiao Dongqing showed a helpless expression, rummaged through his pockets and said.

"Boss Zhang, I'm also short of money."

"That's none of my business!"

Xiao Dongqing thought about it and came up with a solution.

"Why don't I sell my soymilk maker? It can be sold for a hundred yuan in the second-hand market."

Zhang Hong was so surprised that he was speechless.

"Are you crazy? Selling it less than a week after buying it?"

"Then what can I do? I have the machine but no materials."

Xiao Dongqing explained.

he went on.

“If we don’t sell soymilk machines, we have another option.

There are still 200 kilograms of soybeans in the warehouse.

I can make about 30 yuan by making 10 kilograms of tofu using a soy milk maker every day.

Excluding costs, the profit from 200 kilograms of soybeans is about 100 yuan.

We can use this money to accumulate slowly.”

Zhang Hong felt that Xiao Dongqing's behavior was simply unbelievable and he didn't seem like a serious businessman at all.

But he decided to think about it seriously and asked.

"If I give you 6,000 yuan now, how long will it take to get your money back?"

“Recover your investment in ten days, start making a profit in twenty days, and double your profits in a month.”

Xiao Dongqing replied.

"Don't give me those empty words. How much can you earn in a month?"

Zhang Hong asked.

"In a month, we can both drive a Santana."

Xiao Dongqing replied with a smile.

Zhang Hong paused, then spoke seriously.

"Okay! If you don't make 120,000 in a month, I'll come after you!"

Zhang Hong opened the cabinet, took out two envelopes and handed them to Xiao Dongqing.

"Here, six thousand dollars, not a cent less. This is the last time."

When Xiao Dongqing was about to leave, Zhang Hong suddenly called him.

"Mr. Xiao, is Yang Xueqin free tonight?"

"I want to go to the pedestrian street and visit the night market. Can you help me connect with them?"

Zhang Hong's smile became somewhat malicious, and greed was revealed in his eyes.

For Xiao Dongqing, this is an opportunity.

The more Zhang Hong is interested in Yang Xueqin, the more likely he is to reveal his flaws.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you tonight."

Xiao Dongqing agreed calmly.

"Good brother! Then I will continue to prepare and wait for your call in the evening."

Zhang Hong said excitedly, rubbing his hands excitedly.

Looking at Zhang Hong carefully dressing herself in front of the mirror, Xiao Dongqing couldn't help shaking his head.

But for him, it was exactly what he needed.

The more anxious Zhang Hong is, the easier it is for him to fall into his trap.

After Xiao Dongqing got the money, he immediately rented a small truck and parked it at his doorstep.

He planned to go to Tagan Village at dawn to purchase a large amount of soybeans and prepare to start his production work.

After finishing all this, it was already late, so he hurried to the textile factory.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the textile factory, he saw Cao Yuanhua walking out in a hurry.

"Boss Cao, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Xiao Dongqing asked.

"Hey, Brother Xiao! Why are you here?"

Cao Yuanhua obviously didn't expect to meet him here.

"Is Yang Xueqin here? I need to talk to her about something."

Xiao Dongqing explained.

Hearing this, Cao Yuanhua's body shook slightly.

"Brother Xiao, are you out of your mind?"

"Are you really involved with that woman? Aren't you afraid that your sister-in-law will be angry if she finds out?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Cao Yuanhua's voice.

Ever since Yang Xueqin's story spread, the entire textile factory has been talking about it.

In order to appease Aunt Su, Cao Yuanhua spent a lot of time and effort to defend Xiao Dongqing.

The storm was finally calmed down.

Now Xiao Dongqing came to find Yang Xueqin again, which made him feel very difficult.

"What are you talking about? I'm looking for her for serious matters."

Xiao Dongqing said helplessly.

"She's no longer here. She resigned and left yesterday. I don't know where she went."

Cao Yuanhua sighed.

Xiao Dongqing frowned.

He knew that since the incident had become a big deal.

Yang Xueqin had a hard time at the textile factory and eventually chose to leave.

Her future after leaving her job is probably not optimistic.

Xiao Dongqing shook his head, turned and left, and soon disappeared from Cao Yuanhua's sight.

Cao Yuanhua lit a cigarette, feeling heavy-hearted.

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Mr. Cao."

Cao Yuanhua was startled and turned around, meeting Su Zhilan's gaze.

"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, you are going home."

he stammered.

"Has he been here just now?"

Su Zhilan asked, her tone calm but with a hint of inquiry.

Cao Yuanhua knew very well that the "he" Su Zhilan was talking about was Xiao Dongqing.

Originally, Cao Yuanhua wanted to say that Xiao Dongqing had never been here.

But seeing Su Zhilan's determined eyes, he had to nod in agreement.

"coming."

"What did he say?"

Su Zhilan asked.

"He said……"

Cao Yuanhua's mind was working rapidly and an idea came to him.

"He said he wanted to open a shop, maybe selling soybeans, and asked me to print some flyers for him and collect them from merchants."

Seeing Su Zhilan's expression of doubt, Cao Yuanhua hurriedly added.

"If you don't believe me, I can take you to the office to have a look."

"I've been really busy printing those things these days."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Su Zhilan's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and nodded gently.

"Well, I see."

After saying that, she turned and left the textile factory.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned around to say to Cao Yuanhua.

"Mr. Cao, I'd like to take a day off tomorrow."

"Ask for leave? Of course, you can rest. I will take care of things here."

Cao Yuanhua responded quickly and watched Su Zhilan leave.

He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, I managed to handle it, if Su Zhilan continued to ask.

He really didn't know how to cover up this lie.

Thinking of Xiao Dongqing, Cao Yuanhua couldn't help but complain a few words and smoked a cigarette helplessly.

Su Zhilan walked on the loess road at dusk, her lonely figure stretched out by the setting sun.

My eyes were wet and my heart was filled with bitterness.

She is not stupid, and conversations between bosses and ordinary employees are usually short and direct.

I won’t go to great lengths to explain it like Cao Yuanhua did.

This made her realize that Xiao Dongqing might be hiding something.