Cotton Alley.
It was already getting dark at 5 p.m. in October.
Xu San paced back and forth, clutching the money in his pocket, as if he were carrying a time bomb instead of money.
He waited for quite a while before he saw someone coming.
"You've finally arrived!" Xu San breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked up to Zhou Mingli. "I've been waiting for you for so long!"
Zhou Mingli held out his hand to him, "Money."
"Here, count it, five hundred yuan."
Zhou Mingli took the money from Xu San's hand and counted it carefully; it was exactly five hundred yuan.
Zhou Mingli calmly put the money into his pocket and said, "Give me back the guarantee I gave you, and I'll return your watch to you."
Xu San patted himself down, pulled out the guarantee, and grinned at Zhou Mingli, "Second Brother, do you have any more books? Give them to me to sell!"
Zhou Mingli returned his watch to him, holding the guarantee, and said, "It's gone. I won't sell it anymore."
Xu San was taken aback. "Not selling anymore?"
Xu San said anxiously, "Why? Look how much money these review materials make! They can bring in almost a thousand in just one or two days! Second Brother, how can you just say you won't sell this money that's practically free?! Aren't you just letting someone else make the money?!"
Zhou Mingli looked up at him and said, "Go to the printing factory and ask around to see who is willing to print your review materials."
“If anyone is willing, I can transfer this job to you. You only need to pay me two dollars per book, or you can pay me five thousand dollars in one go. No matter how many of these booklets you sell or how many you sell, I will not ask you for a single penny.”
Xu San was stunned when he heard Zhou Mingli's words. "You're quitting, so why are you still taking my money?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingli smiled and said, "When you go to sell something, don't you know you need to buy it first before you can sell it?"
Xu San's head was completely blank; he couldn't understand anything.
Zhou Mingli didn't explain to him, turned around, waved his hand, and said, "I'm leaving now."
After saying that, Zhou Mingli left, leaving Xu San alone, unable to understand what was going on.
Since Zhou Mingli said that as long as he could print them, he could sell them, Xu San's mind started to wander.
He turned a corner and went to several printing factories.
Before Xu San could even ask a question, the security guards at the printing factory stopped him, shouting, "Hey! What are you doing!"
Xu San smiled obsequiously, "Well, I'd like to see your factory manager..."
The security guards sized him up. "Who are you? What's your relationship with our factory manager?"
"I...I just need to talk to your factory manager about something." Xu San couldn't come up with a reason yet.
The security guard scoffed, "There are plenty of people who want to see our factory manager, who do you think you are?"
"Is it someone from the Education Bureau, or a teacher from some high school?"
Xu San's heart trembled; he was neither of them.
"I...I won't bother you anymore, I won't bother you anymore."
After saying that, Xu San was about to leave when the security guards became wary of him. "Wait for me!"
Xu San stopped running immediately without saying a word.
"Stop right there!"
"Help! There's someone suspicious here!!"
The security department dispatched several people, who immediately gave chase.
Xu San was still completely bewildered, running and shouting, "I didn't do anything! Why are you chasing me!"
"You didn't do anything, so why are you running away!"
"Stop right there!"
Xu San's running speed was obviously no match for the security guards. As soon as he reached the corner, he was stopped by someone taking a shortcut.
The security guards pinned Xu San to the ground and yelled, "Run! Try running again!"
"What did I do that you're arresting me?!" Xu San shouted!
The security guards pressed his head down. "I arrested you because I knew you were up to something! You're guilty, yet you dare say you didn't want to do anything!"
Xu San had no one to turn to for help, and was simply taken to the printing factory.
When the head of the security department heard that someone dared to cause trouble at the printing factory, he immediately went over to interrogate them personally at this critical moment.
Xu San didn't do anything wrong, so no matter how he tries to explain, he can't come up with anything convincing.
"I'm telling you, if you don't tell me why you came to the printing factory, I'll lock you up until you tell me!" the section chief slammed his fist on the table and roared.
Xu San tensed up, "I really didn't do anything! You can't arrest me!"
Seeing that he wouldn't say anything, the section chief gave a cold laugh and turned to leave.
Xu San certainly couldn't say that he had come to the printing factory manager to ask if he could print review materials privately.
This is speculation and profiteering; if caught, you'll be imprisoned.
As long as he stubbornly refuses to admit it, the people at the printing factory certainly won't be able to keep him in.
After all, he really didn't do anything, so there's no way to find fault with him.
Xu San gritted his teeth inwardly. This Zhou Lao Er deliberately sent him to the printing factory to give him such a hard time!
He must have done it on purpose!
Zhou Mingli felt like sneezing, but he held it in.
He went home with the money and gathered all the money he had earned over the past few days.
Jiang Ci has always kept accounts.
Zhou Mingli worked for five days and, together with Xu San, bought a total of five hundred books.
He sold them for five yuan each, and after selling them all, he made two thousand five hundred yuan.
After deducting the share and capital given to Shen Conghe and Cheng Wenyun...
Jiang Ci glanced at the number and said, "Net profit of one thousand."
She smiled, glanced at Zhou Mingli, and said, "It seems our savings will soon surpass ten thousand."
Zhou Mingli sat down closer to Jiang Ci, "Including what we've saved up, we already have ten thousand."
Their combined salary is over seventy yuan, plus heatstroke prevention and cooling allowance, which brings them to ninety yuan for two months.
In addition, Zhou Mingli had made contributions when arresting Guo Zhen, Shan Shengshuo and others, and the government gave him 500 yuan as a reward in private. Moreover, the leaders assured him that he would be promoted to head chef next year, so he would not have to get up early for work in the future.
Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows. "Not bad. We're not even 80 yet, and we've already become millionaires."
Zhou Mingli laughed and said, "I'll go look at houses in a while and buy one before the real estate market takes off."
Ten thousand yuan should be enough. Right now, you could buy a two-courtyard house with ten thousand yuan and still have some left over.
Their eyes met, and they kissed each other briefly before quickly separating.
Zhou Mingli hugged her and said, "Our lives will get better and better from now on."
Zhou Mingli stopped selling review materials, and the crackdown there was severe. Cheng Wenyun even went to Zhou Mingli specifically to tell him to be careful and stop in time.
Zhou Mingli handed him the share.
Cheng Wenyun was taken aback and looked down at the money in his hand.
"Show me the profit sharing. You helped me find a printing factory, how can I not give it to you?"
"Not much, just two hundred and fifty yuan."
Seeing that he didn't seem to care too much, Cheng Wenyun put all the money in his pocket. "I guess all the private businesses will be cracked down on recently, so be careful."
"I understand. I won't do it again until the policy is relaxed."
"Just keep it in mind."
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