Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The hustle and bustle of the farmers' market surged in like a tide, mixed with various hawking cries and vendors' shouts.

I clutched the cloth bag full of fresh strawberries tightly, took a deep breath, and walked towards Mr. Wang's stall.

The bright red strawberries gleamed enticingly in the sunlight. I was full of confidence; these strawberries from this space were far superior to ordinary strawberries on the market, both in taste and size.

"Boss Wang, look at these strawberries of mine, what do you think?" I opened the cloth bag, revealing the fresh and juicy strawberries inside.

Mr. Wang glanced at it and said casually, "Strawberries? There are plenty of them in the market now. Yours isn't anything special." He waved his hand as if shooing away a fly, "Young lady, I'm busy here and don't have time to chat with you."

I had expected him to react this way, but I still felt a sense of frustration.

I suppressed my disappointment and said firmly, "Mr. Wang, take another look. My strawberries are different from those on the market. They're big and sweet. I guarantee you'll never forget them after just one taste."

Mr. Wang picked up a strawberry with some impatience, casually put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then spat out the stem. He said, "It's alright, nothing special. Strawberries are all about the same price now. If you want to sell, pay the market price. I don't want anything more." His tone was contemptuous, as if he didn't care about my strawberries at all.

A flicker of greed crossed his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, trying to lower the price to get the strawberries from the little girl.

I took a deep breath and smiled confidently: "Mr. Wang, you certainly have a keen eye. But I guarantee that within a month, my strawberries will become a market bestseller, and you won't be able to buy them even if you want to!"

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting me to say such a thing.

He looked me up and down, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "Young lady, your stuff is just so-so. It'll be good if it sells at all. A bestseller? You're quite the talker. Where does your confidence come from?"

I smiled mysteriously and, instead of answering his question directly, said, "Mr. Wang, how about we make a bet?"

Boss Wang became interested and raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What are we betting on?"

I smiled slightly: "Let's bet on whether my strawberries can become a hit. If I win..." I paused deliberately, then lowered my voice and said, "You have to grant me one request."

Boss Wang narrowed his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them: "What are the conditions?"

"I can't tell you right now." I winked mysteriously. "However, I guarantee that this condition will only bring you benefits and no harm."

Mr. Wang pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

At this point, the surrounding vendors gathered around, all talking amongst themselves. I raised my voice and said, "Mr. Wang, everyone here today is a witness. I know the quality of my strawberries. If they don't become a hit in a month, I'll supply you with my strawberries for a year at the price you mentioned. But if they do become a hit, you can't go back on your word; you have to agree to my terms." The people around started jeering, and Mr. Wang was caught in a bind, so he had no choice but to agree. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Alright, I'll bet with you! But, young lady, if you lose..."

I interrupted him, saying confidently, "I'll supply you with strawberries for a year at the price you mentioned."

I didn't leave my contact information, but just smiled meaningfully, then turned and left, leaving Mr. Wang standing there alone, lost in thought...

I need to solve the problem of start-up capital first...

Tomorrow, I'm going to the bank...

The next day, I stepped into the bank.

After several attempts, I finally found Director Zhang and got straight to the point.

I gave a detailed presentation of my business plan and even offered some strawberries for the bank manager to taste. He was amazed by the quality of the strawberries.

I thought I had it all figured out, but to my surprise, Bank Manager Zhang ultimately rejected my loan application.

“Ms. Miao, your plan is very promising, but the risks are too great.” President Zhang pushed up his glasses and said in a formal tone, “Our bank’s loan policy has always been cautious, and your situation does not meet our loan requirements.”

I suppressed my disappointment and argued my case: "President Zhang, although my business is just starting out and not yet large-scale, I am fully capable of repaying the loan principal and interest. First of all, the quality of my strawberries far surpasses other products on the market, so sales are not a problem at all. Moreover, I have already contacted several merchants, and they have all expressed their willingness to cooperate with me."

Bank Manager Zhang shook his head, his tone firm: "Ms. Miao, you have no assets to pledge, so I still can't give you a loan. You'd better think of another way." I suppressed my disappointment and argued my case. But deep down, a voice inside me said that maybe I was really too naive; the world doesn't so easily accept a newcomer's business plan. Yet another voice cried out, the quality of these strawberries is our greatest strength; they can't see it now, but they'll regret it sooner or later.

As I walked out of the bank, my spirits plummeted. Agricultural projects weren't receiving the same level of national attention as they would later receive; to secure a loan in this area, I'd probably need to have a certain scale of operations.

Without resolving the issue of start-up capital, my business plan cannot be implemented.

Does this mean my plan is doomed to fail?

As I left the bank, Gong Lin was already waiting for me at the entrance. "My friend said he's been looking for some promising investment projects. I briefly told them about your project, and they said they'd like to talk to you in person." I was overjoyed, and Gong Lin then led me to a private club.

There, I met some of his friends.

When Gong Lin introduced my situation and business plan to his friends, his eyes shone with determination. He analyzed each aspect in detail, his earnest demeanor making it seem as if it were his own project. His voice was steady and powerful, every word persuasive. Watching him, his friends were unconsciously infected by his enthusiasm and confidence. His friends all expressed their willingness to invest in my project, although the amounts were not large, they would be enough to solve my current financial problems.

I looked at Gong Lin with gratitude; his eyes were full of tenderness and encouragement.

I know he is my strong support, and he will stay by my side no matter what difficulties I encounter.

"Qingqing, I only have two days off. Once the funding issue is resolved, I'll go back to the army." Gong Lin said reluctantly.

"Okay, I can manage on my own from now on, don't worry, just remember to call me."

The funding issue is temporarily resolved. Next, I need to find a suitable processing plant to process my strawberries into strawberry jam and other products.

I already had a goal in mind: the small processing plant in town—Director Li's factory…

I dialed the phone number of Director Li, which I had managed to get through several twists and turns. "Director Li, hello, this is Miao Qing..." After a brief greeting, I got straight to the point: "Director Li, I have some excellent fruit that I would like to cooperate with you for processing."

"Oh? What kind of fruit? What's the yield?" Director Li asked casually.

I said confidently, "The strawberries are absolutely top-notch in quality, and you don't need to worry about the yield." I deliberately concealed the secret of the space, revealing only a part of the information to whet his appetite.

Factory Director Li became interested: "Oh, okay, bring some samples over for us to take a look."

The next day, I took fresh strawberries to Director Li's processing plant.

The bright red, juicy strawberries immediately caught the attention of the factory workers.

Factory Director Li picked up a strawberry, tasted it, and his eyes lit up: "Hmm, these strawberries are really good. So, how do you want to cooperate?"

I presented my proposal, including processing fees and profit-sharing ratios.

After listening, Factory Manager Li pondered for a moment, then revealed a sly smile: "Miss Miao, your strawberries are good, but isn't the price a bit high? How about this, I'll buy them from you at half the market price, and I can also give you a discount on the processing fee. What do you think?"

I sneered inwardly; this old fox was indeed trying to drive down the price.

I pretended to ponder for a moment, then shook my head: "Director Li, you really know how to do business. You know the quality of ordinary strawberries on the market. My strawberries are far superior to them. You want to buy them at half the market price? Do you think that's reasonable? If you really think my strawberries are only worth that much, then you've really misjudged them. There are quite a few people in the market who want to cooperate with me. I came to you because your processing plant has a good reputation. If you're not sincere, then I don't need to waste my time here."

The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment.

At that moment, a worker walked over. His name was Sun Changjiang, and I had seen him a few times before.

He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Miss Miao, Factory Director Li is having some cash flow problems lately and urgently needs a batch of high-quality raw materials to complete an order. If you could..." He gave me a meaningful look and didn't finish his sentence.

A thought struck me: it seemed that Director Li's situation was worse than I had imagined.

I calmly said to Director Li, "Director Li, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Please reconsider my proposal and contact me again when you've made up your mind." I turned to leave, but stopped at the door and turned back to Director Li, saying, "By the way, Director Li, I heard..."

I heard that someone has been inquiring about your factory recently, and seems very interested in acquiring it..." I deliberately left my sentence unfinished, then turned and left, leaving Factory Manager Li standing there alone, his expression uncertain.

Sure enough, the next morning, Director Li called me personally, his tone much more polite than before: "Ms. Miao, we can talk about the cooperation again."

I was secretly delighted, but on the surface I remained calm: "Director Li, my conditions remain unchanged."

After hesitating for a while, Director Li finally agreed to my request.

I know he had no other choice.

After reaching a preliminary agreement on cooperation, I immediately began preparing for the strawberry picking and transportation.

Watching baskets of bright red strawberries being carried out of the space filled me with a sense of accomplishment.

This is just the first step. I know the road ahead is long and full of challenges.

That night, I lay in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep.

Although there has been some progress, I know that many difficulties still await me.

Mr. Wang hasn't made a final decision yet, and the market reaction is still unknown.

More importantly, I haven't told my family what I'm doing yet.

Will they support me?

Will they still think I'm not doing my job properly, just like before?

I turned over and looked out at the dark night sky.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence.

"Qingqing, are you asleep?" It was her mother's voice.

My heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came over me...

I got up and opened the door. "Mom, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to remain calm and not let my voice tremble.

My mother looked at me, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated...