"These radios are selling like hotcakes, it's like picking up money off the ground," Ning Zhiyuan exclaimed, looking at the stacks of RMB 10,000 coins on the table.
Yuan Xin chuckled: "Nonsense, why would I go through all that trouble to get it if it wasn't easy to sell?"
It was Yuanxin's good luck that he stumbled upon a radio supplier while driving a car in Guangzhou.
The man was also eager to sell; there were 100 radios in total, and he was only offering them for 50 yuan each.
You should know that these radios sold for 79 yuan each at the Beijing Department Store, and you needed a radio voucher; you couldn't buy one without one.
Of course, the seller also has requirements: they can't sell them separately; if you want them, you have to buy them all at once.
100 radios cost 5,000 yuan, which is not an amount that everyone can afford. Even if someone could scrape together that much, they might not have the courage to gamble their entire fortune.
While others hesitated, Yuan Xin was given the opportunity.
Yuan Xin learned about this source through an acquaintance. After confirming that the radios were all working properly, he paid a deposit on the spot and then immediately called Song Ze and the others to raise the money.
Yuan Xin contributed 1,000 yuan himself, while Song Ze and Ning Zhiyuan each transferred 2,000 yuan to him.
The radios were no smaller than the ginseng they had been carrying. These 100 radios were almost confiscated on the way, but Ning Zhiyuan pulled some strings to get the shipment back.
After the goods were brought back, the group discussed how to sell them. They originally wanted to take the easy way out and wholesale them to middlemen, but they couldn't agree on a price. The middlemen were only willing to take them for 100 yuan per unit.
Radios are one of the "three turns and one sound" (referring to a type of radio, a type of watch, a type of instrument, and a type of instrument), and they have always been in short supply in the market, with many people having money but still unable to buy one.
After discussing it, the three decided to sell them themselves. They would sell each radio for an extra 10 or 20 yuan. It might not seem like much, but if they sold 100 radios, they could earn an extra 1,000 or 2,000 yuan.
Nobody hates money. Although none of the three of them are poor, why not earn an extra two thousand yuan?
The three of them bought the radios for 50 yuan each and then resold them for 120 yuan each.
It's incredibly profitable; no wonder Ning Zhiyuan said it's like picking up money off the ground.
The three of them had already gotten their initial investment back, and the 7,000 yuan on the table was all pure profit from selling radios.
According to past practice, Yuan Xin received the largest share, 2,800 yuan, while Song Ze and Ning Zhiyuan each received 2,100 yuan.
Although it wasn't the first time Ning Zhiyuan had made money with Yuan Xin, he was still somewhat dazed. He had earned more than 2,100 yuan in just a few days; who would believe it if he told others?
"What are you standing there for? Put the money away," Yuan Xin said, stuffing the money in front of him into his bag.
He brought a bag specifically to carry the money, but Ning Zhiyuan hadn't prepared in advance. He stuffed more than 200 bills into his pocket, making it bulge.
Song Ze had it even easier. The house they were in now belonged to him. He took the money, wandered around the bedroom, and soon came out empty-handed.
Yuan Xin is the typical type of person who wants to spend money as soon as he earns it, and he immediately started clamoring to treat everyone to a meal.
"Let's go out and celebrate tomorrow, let's go eat Peking duck, Aze, remember to invite your sister-in-law too."
Song Ze glanced at him sideways and laughed, scolding, "What sister-in-law? You should call her sister-in-law, you know that?"
"Tch, the fact that we're older and younger is obvious, I don't bother arguing with you," Yuan Xin said arrogantly, but a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
Actually, the three of them are not much different in age, and they usually address each other casually. Sometimes they just call each other by their names, and when they are in a good mood, they often call each other "brother".
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The next day, Song Ze went to Xia's house to pick up Xia Qingqing to go eat roast duck together, and Gou Dan shamelessly insisted on going along.
Zhang Hongyan glared at him and scolded, "Where are you going? You have no manners at all."
If Song Ze had invited Xia Qingqing to dinner, Zhang Hongyan wouldn't have objected so much to her son going along. But the problem is that this time it was Song Ze's friend who was treating, and it would be very impolite for Gou Dan to go along and freeload.
Dog Egg looked at Song Ze pitifully: "Brother-in-law~".
"Auntie, it's alright. My friend and Qingqing know each other. It won't be a problem for Gou Dan to come along," Song Ze said to help Gou Dan out of the predicament. Anyway, having another mouth to feed won't bankrupt Yuan Xin.
Gou Dan was filled with gratitude towards Song Ze; he was the savior who had rescued him from dire straits.
Hearing Song Ze speak up for her, Zhang Hongyan didn't object further, but secretly gave Gou Dan a look: You brat, I'll deal with you when you get back.
Gou Dan immediately turned his back to his mother. He didn't see anything, he didn't see anything at all. Anyway, he'd have his fun first.
After arriving at the roast duck restaurant, Yuan Xin and Ning Zhiyuan found an empty seat, ordered two roast ducks, two stir-fried dishes, and a soup.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Song Ze and his two companions finally arrived.
Yuan Xin waved to Song Ze and the others: "Ze, you've finally arrived. Hey, who's this little kid?"
"This is my younger brother, Xia Jiale. Jiale, call him brother quickly," Xia Qingqing introduced the two with a smile.
Gou Dan already knew they were there to have dinner with his brother-in-law's friends, and upon hearing his sister's words, he immediately greeted them obediently.
Yuan Xin responded, then carefully examined Gou Dan before saying to Xia Qingqing, "Upon closer inspection, he does indeed look quite like you; he's a handsome young man."
"Sit down first and let's talk. Ah Xin and I just ordered two roast ducks and two dishes. Do you want to order anything else?" Ning Zhiyuan handed the menu to Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing took the menu but didn't look at it: "Let's eat first, we can add more if we're not full."
There were only 5 of them, so even two roast ducks would have been enough for them, not to mention they ordered other dishes. It was uncertain whether they could finish them all.
"Little brother, you order. Order whatever you want, don't be shy with your brother," Yuan Xin said, handing the menu to Gou Dan.
Gou Dan shook his head to refuse; if his sister hadn't ordered it, he certainly wouldn't.
Seeing this, Yuan Xin didn't insist anymore: "Alright, I'll take you to buy candy later."
During the meal, Xia Qingqing brought up another matter: "Are you still making that chili sauce from last time?"
"I haven't been doing this for a while, I've been too busy, and I'm planning to find two reliable people to help me out."
You can't just find any person; you need to carefully consider them. You have to guard against them stealing the formula to go out on their own, and you also have to guard against them having bad intentions and reporting you.
"What a coincidence!" Xia Qingqing smiled slightly. "My parents came to Beijing with me this time. How about we work together to make chili sauce?"
The formula originally belonged to Zhang Hongyan, so there's no question of stealing the formula. Reporting her is even less likely; who would report themselves?
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