I was a daigou in the 60s

The old man's name is Fang Jie, and he is the owner of the clothing store.

Fang Jie was holding a cigarette, his face full of worry.

"I sold quite a few clothes, a total of 120 pieces, but I didn't make much profit, only 7,200."

"Seven thousand two is not enough? This is a lot."

Yang Xueqin responded in surprise.

"On average, each piece is only 60 yuan. If it were the usual price of 200 to 300 yuan each, I would have made 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

Fang Jie retorted, his tone filled with resentment.

"If you really want it to be that expensive, how can you sell more than a hundred pieces?"

Yang Xueqin tells the truth.

After hearing this, Fang Jie could only remain silent and continue smoking.

At this time, Xiao Dongqing spoke slowly.

"The price is indeed a bit high, Manager Fang."

"Give me the wholesaler's information and I'll go talk to them myself."

“Make sure each piece of clothing costs no more than fifteen bucks!”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Fang Jie was choked by the smoke and kept coughing, his face turning red.

Yang Xueqin quickly poured him a glass of water, and when he came to his senses, Fang Jie asked in confusion.

"Mr. Xiao, are you serious? Fifteen dollars a piece, is that the price?"

Xiao Dongqing nodded firmly.

"Yes."

“But all my clothes are purchased from regular channels, and a shirt alone costs more than 30 yuan.

At your price, we can't even get the goods in. We're not doing charity, so isn't this a loss-making business?"

Fang Jie questioned.

"That means your purchase price is too high, and most of the profits are taken away by the original manufacturer."

Xiao Dongqing explained.

He knows very well that e-commerce in the future Internet era will make product prices more transparent.

Clothes with free shipping for 9.9 yuan can be found everywhere.

There are even shirts available for two for five bucks, and the merchants can still make a profit.

The apparel industry has huge potential, especially in the profit margins of basic styles such as ordinary shirts.

Xiao Dongqing plans to start with a low-price strategy to quickly attract customers' attention and promote price transparency.

Fang Jie knew nothing about this and just felt that Xiao Dongqing seemed to be doing a losing business.

After getting the wholesaler's information, Xiao Dongqing left the office, leaving Yang Xueqin alone to worry.

But she knew that Xiao Dongqing would not do anything meaningless easily, he must have his own plans.

But everything that happened today made her confused and dissatisfied.

In particular, Yin Meifang's misunderstanding of their work made Yang Xueqin feel angry.

She said with a frown.

"Should we go teach Yin Meifang a lesson and tell her to stop talking nonsense?"

"Need not."

Xiao Dongqing's voice sounded in her ears, as if he had predicted her thoughts.

"Things have a way of being resolved."

Xiao Dongqing's confidence and determination made Yang Xueqin feel a little more at ease.

She believed that this experienced businessman must have his plan.

Xiao Dongqing looked at Yang Xueqin and said softly.

"In life, it's inevitable to encounter gossip and the jealousy of others."

“We don’t have to let the ignorance of others make us stupid.”

"If we confront Yin Meifang, it will only make us look immature."

"I don't feel anything, but Sister Su must be feeling bad. Look, she's crying."

Yang Xueqin responded with a hint of bitterness.

"These are all trivial matters. Focus on making money first. Once your wallet is full, your words will naturally carry weight."

After that, the two said goodbye at the intersection.

Xiao Dongqing went to the farmers' market, which was very lively.

Street vendors set up stalls to sell their own farm produce, while some vendors bring in fruits from big cities to sell.

He walked around the market and noticed a particularly popular grape.

This is the Kyoho grape that later became famous.

Xiao Dongqing bought two strings and went home.

As soon as I entered the house, my daughter was playing with a tin frog. When she saw her father come back, a bright smile immediately broke out on her face.

"father!"

Her voice was as sweet as honey, which melted Xiao Dongqing's heart.

He asked with his hands behind his back and a mysterious smile.

"Tiantian, guess what good things Daddy brought you?"

“Is it fried chicken legs?”

My daughter's eyes were sparkling with anticipation.

Xiao Dongqing shook his head.

"Not."

"So, is that milk?"

The daughter guessed again.

He shook his head again and smiled.

"Not really."

"What on earth is that?"

The daughter talked to herself, her eyes moving around, full of confusion.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Xiao Dongqing took out a plastic bag containing grapes from behind.

"Wow, Dad, what is this?"

My daughter blinked her eyes, very curious.

"These are grapes. Only the best-behaved children can eat them."

Xiao Dongqing said gently.

"Am I a good kid then?"

The daughter asked eagerly, her eyes full of anticipation.

Xiao Dongqing smiled, gently peeled a grape and put it into his daughter's mouth.

"Of course."

The daughter chewed the grapes and suddenly frowned.

"Oh, it's so sour."

“Grapes with the right balance of sweetness and sourness are the best.”

As he said this, he fed his daughter another grape.

The daughter imitated his words.

"Yes, grapes with the right balance of sweetness and sourness are the best."

The father and daughter laughed constantly, and in the warm scene, the wooden door was gently pushed open.

Su Zhilan held two lollipops in her hands and gently pushed open the door.

"Tiantian, look what mom brought you?"

She spoke softly, her eyes searching the room.

Before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on Xiao Dongqing.

At that moment, the smile slipped from her face, replaced by a cold look.

"Have you and your daughter had dinner yet?"

"There's a fried skewers stand on East Street that's doing really good business. I want to take you there to try some."

Xiao Dongqing suggested with a smile.

"We've already eaten."

Su Zhilan's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and she didn't even look at him.

Xiao Dongqing felt bitter in his heart. He knew that the gap between them was as deep as an abyss and difficult to cross.

Despite this, he always remembered that the woman in front of him was his wife, the one he had hurt.

He is willing to pay any price as long as he can make her and her daughter live a good life.

"Mom, look, these are the grapes Dad bought!"

Xiao Tiantian held a purple grape in her hand and excitedly showed it to her mother.

Although Su Zhilan was unwilling to accept what her husband brought.

But I didn't want to spoil the child's fun, so I had to swallow it reluctantly.

Su Zhilan looked at the father and daughter in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

"Mom, are the grapes delicious?"

Xiao Tiantian opened her eyes wide, waiting for her mother's answer.

Su Zhilan forced a smile and nodded, "It's delicious, baby."

She turned to Xiao Dongqing with a hint of determination in her tone.

"Holly, we need to talk."

A complicated look flashed in Xiao Dongqing's eyes. He nodded and motioned Su Zhilan to go to another room.

"Holly, do you owe me an explanation?"

Xiao Dongqing took a deep breath. He knew that this moment would eventually come and he could no longer escape.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm.

"Zhilan, I know you have many questions, many confusions, and a lot of pain."

"I...I do have something to hide from you, but please believe me."

"Everything I do is for you and for our family."

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Zhilan's eyes. She didn't expect Xiao Dongqing to admit it so directly.

The walls of her heart began to loosen, but she remained vigilant, waiting for his next move.

Xiao Dongqing continued, "I know you've heard a lot of rumors about me."

"But I promise, none of that is true. I have never betrayed you."

"I haven't done anything to let you and Tiantian down."

"I just...I just don't want to worry you."

"I don't want you to get involved in those disputes and fights in the mall."

He walked up to Su Zhilan and gently held her shoulders with both hands.

"Zhilan, I know I was wrong. My mistake was not communicating with you in time."

"I was wrong to be so self-righteous as to protect you. I was wrong. I sincerely apologize to you."

Tears welled up in Su Zhilan's eyes. She could feel Xiao Dongqing's regret.

Her inner walls completely collapsed and she shook her head gently.

"No, Holly, I misunderstood you. I should have believed you."

"I should stand with you to face all difficulties and challenges."

The misunderstandings and estrangements between the two disappeared at this moment.

Xiao Dongqing hugged Su Zhilan tightly and whispered in her ear.

"Zhilan, I swear, I will give you and Tiantian a happy life."

Su Zhilan leaned on Xiao Dongqing's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

She knew that this man, her husband, truly loved her and Tiantian.

"Holly, let's work together, for our family, for Tiantian."

The moonlight from outside the window poured into the house and shone on the couple.

Their shadows cling tightly to each other, just like their hearts, never to be separated...

完结