I might as well just sell the jeans, make some extra money in the next two years, and quickly buy a house to stockpile them.

From now on, you will never have to worry about anything in your life.

In addition, it's not just jeans, the warehouse in the space should also be cleaned up a bit, there are also many clothes and tape recorders.

These are all suitable for sale in this era. There are not many tape recorders, but there are still several thousand in the logistics storage warehouse, and they can’t be kept anymore.

Then just treat them as imported goods and sell them all.

When she told Mr. Qian about the matter, the old man's eyes lit up and he understood immediately. The tacit understanding of "cooperation" after so many years is still there!

"Miss Lian, let's go back to our old business. You provide the materials and we sell them. No problem! By the way, do you still have watches? Watches are easy to sell, too."

Lian Xiaomin smiled and nodded: "There are still about 4,000 yuan. OK, I'll give it all to you."

Uncle Qian is old now and he certainly won’t sell the goods himself, but he is still the “manager” and his three sons do the work.

He also understood that this was a "quick money" business and that all the goods had to be sold out within a short period of time. It was not something he could do for the long term. After all, the goods were "imported" and had no formalities and would not withstand inspection.

But if I sell so many things, I will definitely get rich! Just as Miss Lian said, I can buy a house with all the money.

Lian Xiaomin said that she would be waiting at the Notting Hill Hotel the day after tomorrow, Sunday, and would treat their whole family to dinner in the western restaurant on the second floor of the hotel.

Then I will discuss it in detail with Shunxi and the other three.

She also wants to pull her former friends along with her in the tide of this era.