Yuan Xin knew he couldn't persuade Song Ze, so he could only shrug helplessly: "Then I'll withdraw next month, and you can discuss and redistribute my share yourselves."
"Yes, you don't need to worry about this. I'll discuss it with Uncle Xia and the others," Song Ze said, patting Yuan Xin on the shoulder.
Yuan Xin chuckled: "Have you heard? They're selling apartments over at Qinwen Lake."
"No, tell me about it," Song Ze said, suddenly becoming interested.
“I haven’t seen it yet. I heard from my colleague that it’s calculated by the square meter, 400 yuan per square meter. A house would cost 30,000 yuan. Tsk tsk, that’s not cheap,” Yuan Xin said, clicking his tongue in amazement.
These days, most people only earn a few dozen yuan a month. How many years would it take to save 30,000 yuan?
"So, a house would only be about 70 square meters and cost 30,000 yuan? You didn't hear me wrong, did you?" Song Ze was a little incredulous. These days, you can buy a large courtyard house for less than 30,000 yuan.
"I absolutely didn't mishear, my hearing isn't that bad," Yuan Xin assured confidently.
Song Ze looked disgusted: "How many people can afford such an expensive house? Besides, why would you live in an apartment building with that kind of money? It's inconvenient with strangers upstairs and downstairs, and such a small place can't fit many people."
"So it seems you have no ideas? I was just saying you should get one," Yuan Xin said with a smile.
Song Ze looked at him in disbelief: "Am I crazy or are you crazy? Wouldn't it be better to buy a big courtyard for ten thousand yuan? Why buy that tiny apartment?"
Yuan Xin awkwardly touched his nose: "Living in an apartment building is prestigious, I thought you would like it."
"Am I that kind of vain person? But if it's 10,000 yuan a set, I can definitely get a set, but 30,000 yuan a set is a no-go."
While saying this, Song Ze secretly planned to ask Xia Qingqing's opinion. If Xia Qingqing liked living in an apartment building, he would definitely buy one.
“Right, that’s what I think too. A 70-square-meter apartment won’t be big enough for us after we get married and have kids,” Yuan Xin couldn’t help but complain.
After leaving Yuan Xin's place, Song Ze went to the Xia family and told Zhang Hongyan and her husband about Yuan Xin's idea.
Zhang Hongyan first expressed her understanding of Yuan Xin's actions, then looked at Song Ze and said, "Little Song, you don't need to worry about me and your Uncle Xia. If you don't want to do this chili sauce business either, you can tell us. You don't need to consider our opinions."
"Auntie, don't overthink it. I just think this business can last for a while longer, it's not at the point where it's completely unsustainable," Song Ze replied with a smile.
Zhang Hongyan didn't believe his story so easily: "I know you're a good kid, but your aunt doesn't want to take advantage of you."
“Auntie, don’t worry too much. Although the profits from these two chili sauces aren’t great, we can still each get a few dozen yuan, right? And since Ah Xin left, we’ll split his share of the profits. Things will get even better in the future,” Song Ze said calmly, without showing any sign of difficulty.
Zhang Hongyan wasn't one to beat around the bush, so she shared her thoughts with Song Ze.
“Xiao Song, I absolutely have no intention of kicking you out and monopolizing the chili sauce business. I’m just afraid that you’ll force yourself for our sake. Your uncle and I benefited from our cooperation before. Otherwise, how would we country folk have so many connections?” Zhang Hongyan said with a wry smile.
“But you can only help us for a while, not forever. Xiao Yuan will definitely let you do other business with him. You can go with him without worry. Who would complain about making more money?”
Song Ze wanted to refute Zhang Hongyan, but why couldn't he help her forever? After he and Qingqing got married, he would definitely have to take care of Zhang Hongyan and her husband in their old age.
But he still didn't dare say this in front of Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping, for fear of being kicked out the next second.
After careful consideration, Song Ze said seriously, "Auntie, Uncle Xia, since you have made a decision, I respect your idea. This month, I will show Uncle Xia the process. From now on, Yuan Xin and I will leave the work on our side to Uncle Xia. Actually, if you are willing to lower the price, business will be much easier."
This means that all the connections they had made before were introduced to Xia Heping, so that he could be responsible for the handover with the other party in the future.
Xia Heping looked at Song Ze gratefully: "Little Song, thank you in advance."
"Uncle Xia, you don't need to be so polite with me," Song Ze said, blushing slightly, feeling embarrassed to accept his future father-in-law's thanks.
Zhang Hongyan fell into deep thought, pondering the price reduction issue Song Ze had mentioned. Song Ze had said that their business was being stolen because the other party's prices were much lower than theirs.
Previously, Yuanxin insisted on not lowering prices, because lowering prices would reduce profits by almost half, and there was no guarantee that after they lowered prices this time, the other party would continue to lower prices, then what was the point of continuing?
But losing half the profit wasn't so hard for Zhang Hongyan to accept. She could still earn three or four cents a bottle, and selling a few hundred bottles a month would earn her more than a hundred yuan. Wasn't that better than being a regular worker in the factory?
Zhang Hongyan shared her thoughts with Song Ze, who nodded in agreement: "It's good that you've thought it through. After this price reduction, it might be difficult to raise it back up next time."
"No need, this price is fine. Your Uncle Xia and I aren't as capable as you young people. We're happy as long as we can earn a little money each month," Zhang Hongyan said with a satisfied look. She finally resolved the chili sauce business issue and felt much more relaxed.
After finishing their business, Zhang Hongyan stopped chatting with Song Ze and instead gave him and Xia Qingqing some space to be alone.
After spending some time being affectionate with Xia Qingqing, Song Ze told her the news that Yuan Xin had mentioned.
"Qingqing, do you like apartments? If you do, I'll buy one over there so we can live there after we get married," Song Ze said, his face blushing slightly.
Xia Qingqing stared in shock, repeating incredulously, "Over seventy square meters, thirty thousand yuan a set? That's too expensive!"
She knew that commercial housing was more expensive than courtyard houses at that time, but she never imagined it would be this ridiculously expensive.
“I don’t like it. Please don’t buy that apartment for me. With that money, you’d be better off buying a yard. At least a big yard is more comfortable to live in.”
Song Ze quickly stated, "I'll listen to everything you say. If you say you don't like it, I won't buy it."
"You don't have to listen to everything I say. If you like, you can buy a set too," Xia Qingqing said with a smile, pinching Song Ze's cheek.
Although the price is a bit high, you won't lose money if you buy it, as housing prices will only continue to rise in the future.
Song Ze agreed, saying, "I don't like apartment buildings either. They're expensive and inconvenient to live in. It's much more comfortable to live in a detached house with a yard."
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