Unfortunately, Li Shuqing didn't know the saying that the longer the night, the more dreams you will have.
Wei Chunming had a great day today. Originally, he was just a nominal deputy factory director and he had no involvement in the factory's production tasks, so he was actually very idle every day.
While he was sitting in his office leisurely reading a newspaper, his son Wei Baoshan poked his head out with a flattering smile on his face: "Dad, are you busy?"
Wei Chunming snorted coldly, "Where did you go fooling around last night? You didn't come back all night!"
"No, we're just a few good friends having a drink together. We're all serious people." Wei Baoshan walked in hesitantly.
"Then why did you come here today? Are you short of money again?" Wei Chunming frowned.
Just yesterday, Li Shuqing said that the family was in financial difficulty, but this unfilial son asked her for ten yuan again.
"No, look at what you said. You are my father, and I came to see you and you are incapable of doing it?"
Wei Chunming's expression eased a little.
After all, he only has Wei Baoshan as his son, and he wants to spoil him.
At Wei Chunming's current age, it's not impossible for him to have another child, but Li Shuqing definitely can't.
Finding another woman would cause unrest in the family. Whenever Wei Chunming thought of this, he gave up.
"You've been idle for so long. It's not going to work if you continue like this. The factory's labor union is recruiting people recently. You can go and work."
Wei Chunming's words were not without purpose. If he could get along well with the union, it would be a help to him in taking over the garment factory in the future.
"Dad, I don't have the patience to deal with those people! Besides, union affairs are very complicated and I definitely can't handle them." Wei Baoshan quickly refused.
He feels that he is pretty good the way he is now. The money he earns from work every month is not as much as his pocket money. What's the point?
Wei Chunming glared at him in dismay: "When your elder brother was your age, he had already established himself in the factory. What about you?"
I have to say, although Wei Chunming doesn’t like the two sons born to Wu Meiyun, they are really outstanding!
Even though the uneducated third brother Wei Wuyan is just not ambitious, his brain is much smarter than the one in front of him.
"What's the use of being powerful? You'll still die..." Wei Baoshan naturally had no good feelings towards his two half-brothers and muttered with disdain.
"What did you say?" Wei Chunming didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Wei Baoshan didn't dare to say it directly. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, Dad, I have something to talk to you about."
"The fox's tail is finally exposed!" Wei Chunming said unhappily, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
He knew that his son would not come to the temple unless there was something important.
"I recently learned about a big business. If I could invest money in it, I could at least make this much money!" Wei Baoshan didn't dare to shout, but gestured with his hand.
"What good business do you know? You'd better go to work in a factory." Wei Chunming naturally didn't believe it. "And such a high return is too fake..."
Seeing that Wei Chunming didn't believe him, Wei Baoshan got anxious and came to the desk before whispering, "Dad, I didn't lie to you! The black market has been under strict control recently. A batch of goods have been seized. As long as we buy these goods, we can make money by reselling them!"
"According to what you said, why doesn't he just sell it himself? Why should he give up the opportunity to make money? Is he stupid?" Wei Chunming glanced at his son, thinking that he was daydreaming.
"You don't know, that guy is timid, and he has too much goods to handle all by himself. Don't we have a relationship with the garment factory? We know a lot of buyers, and he wants to use our channels. Yesterday, my mother gave me ten yuan, and I tried to buy some goods from him. Look, it has quadrupled today!"
Wei Baoshan took out four big unity cards from his pocket, his eyes full of fanaticism.
When his friend told him about this, he was skeptical.
But he tried it yesterday, and the four-fold profit made him dizzy.
Wei Baoshan was afraid of missing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so when he learned that his father had money, he hurried over.
There was something wrong with his mother recently. Wei Baoshan could sense it in his heart. She was also planning to take the money hidden by his father.
So he has to strike first!
What's the point of giving the Wei family's money to a woman?
If Li Shuqing knew that she worked so hard for her son, but her son was secretly wary of her, no one would know what she would think.
Wei Chunming still felt that it was a little unreliable, "Tell me about this in detail."
As soon as Wei Baoshan heard this, he knew something interesting was going to happen, so he began to talk eloquently about what he had experienced in the past few days.
Just a few days ago, in order to buy Deng Yalian a piece of clothing that she liked, Wei Baoshan was introduced to a middleman by one of his good friends.
The middleman is a person who specializes in buying and selling fashionable clothes from other places in Shanghai. It is said that the floral shirts and other clothes that have been popular in Shanghai in the past year all came from his hands.
When they met, the middleman, who was originally worth 2.58 million, looked down on the retail business of the few pieces of clothing that Wei Baoshan bought.
But after learning that Wei Baoshan was the son of the deputy director of the garment factory, his attitude took a 180-degree turn.
Wei Baoshan also felt a little panicked at the time and was on guard. Later, he felt relieved when he learned that the middleman wanted to ask him for help.
The middleman told Wei Baoshan that the inspection was strict now and it was difficult to do business in the black market.
But he had just purchased a large batch of goods and hadn't even paid the balance, so now all of them were stuck in his hands.
If Wei Baoshan could introduce him to the channels in the garment factory and launder the goods in his hands into the factory's products, he would definitely reward him handsomely.
At that time, Wei Baoshan was secretly happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface and carefully inquired about the purchase price of these clothes.
If a middleman wants to ask for something, he will naturally say whatever he wants.
Later, Wei Baoshan did the math in his mind and thought, wow.
A shirt that costs three dollars to buy must be sold for ten dollars. If he can get this batch of goods, won't he make a fortune?
But at that time, Wei Baoshan was also worried that he had encountered a scammer, so he left the middleman alone for a few days.
In the meantime, he asked a few brothers to make some inquiries and learned that this middleman had been doing business for a long time and was not a liar.
Wei Baoshan didn't get much money from Li Shuqing yesterday, so he went to the black market and found a middleman and said he wanted to give it a try to see if these clothes were easy to sell.
If it sells well, Wei Baoshan promised to introduce him to a way.
The result was that Wei Baoshan bought three pieces of clothing for ten yuan and finally sold them for forty yuan.
It’s just that selling them individually is a waste of time, but the profits are very gratifying.
But if he bought in bulk in the name of his father's factory, not only could he lower the purchase price, but it would also be easy to sell.
The clothes were sold out after a few department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives shared the sales.
"Dad, what do you think?" Wei Baoshan could not hide his excitement on his face.
"He has a backlog of goods worth 100,000 yuan, a total of more than 30,000 pieces of clothing. If we buy all of them, we can sell them for 400,000 yuan!"
Wei Baoshan couldn't help laughing. Four hundred thousand dollars would have piled up into a small mountain!
Although Wei Chunming had not been in charge of anything for many years, he had grown older and did not easily believe what his son said.
"We should be careful about this matter. We have enough money now, so we don't need to get involved. With so much money, and we don't even know that person, will he be willing to give it to us?"
"Would you do that?"
Wei Baoshan choked. He really couldn't do that. He would rather let the goods rot in his hands and sell them at the original price than watch others take advantage of them.
He thought about it and was unwilling to miss this opportunity to get rich: "Dad, I think your consideration makes sense. But that person has not paid the balance, so he has no choice but to sell all the clothes in his hands as soon as possible."
"How long would it take him to sell the clothes one by one? The inspections are strict now, and the risks are high, which makes it even more difficult for him. So, I don't think it's completely impossible."
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