He was used to being arrogant and domineering in the past, and Han Chudong looked too young.

Therefore, the sturdy man called "Old Hou" by Han's father naturally had the upper hand when talking to Han Chudong, and was full of arrogance.

He is indeed one of those people who does quite well in Chinatown.

He drives a Mercedes, buys things in shops, and finds a woman who is more than ten years younger than him to be his wife. This woman once appeared in a movie and had two lines, so she could barely be considered an 18th-tier celebrity.

But when he saw Han Yigun, Old Hou, who was in his early forties, suddenly became a little scared.

There was no other way. His main business was running a casino, and he also opened a few shady hair salons in nearby streets. He could only operate these businesses because the Sirs turned a blind eye. He had long been a shrewd man, and knew how to make a living in this mixed community. He rarely took the initiative to cause trouble, and that was why he was able to get to where he was today.

Those hair salons and underground casinos may be closed today but will pop up again tomorrow. Over time, as long as they don't cause trouble, few people will care about them.

Looking at Han Chudong's helpless expression, coupled with Han Yiqiang's words just now, how could Lao Hou not guess the relationship between the two? His face changed instantly, and he said with a smile: "So he is your son, this kid is really, why didn't you tell me?

I saw you a few times when I was a kid, and I followed you everywhere. Now that I’ve grown up, I can’t recognize you! You look so handsome!”

He had some skills and was not really afraid of Han Yigun, but there was no need to offend him. No one in their line of work wanted to get into trouble.

After Lao Hou finished speaking nice words to his father, he went on to say to Han Chudong, "If I had known that we had this relationship, I would have charged you only half of the rent. I'll give you the key later and you can change the sign and open the business anytime! It's a good thing for young people to venture out. When the time comes, I'll bring people to support you. If you're selling air conditioners, I'll bring two."

On weekdays.

Han's father would indeed bring some cigarettes and alcohol home, and occasionally let his son take the cigarettes and alcohol downstairs to the store to exchange them for cash, but that was all.

If he really becomes unscrupulous, his family might live a better life, but he might also be sent to police station and end up in jail.

Although living in Los Angeles, Chinese people have many relationships with each other. After living together on this land for more than a hundred years, although there are more petty thefts and fights nowadays, a delicate balance has been formed overall. The public security situation is relatively bad, but it cannot be eradicated.

Knowing that his father had become a seasoned man, Han Chudong was worried that because of his own affairs, he would owe him a favor that would be difficult to repay, so he shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't recognize it either. I do want to rent these shops, but I still have to pay the rent.

Uncle, let's do this. 22,000 a year, with a 5% rent increase each year, and a little less for the deposit. I just want to start a business, and I don't have much money on hand. Is that okay?"

The rent is quite reasonable, you won’t be taken advantage of, nor will you be ripped off.

beside.

Father Han probably figured it out and guessed that his son wanted to start a home appliance business, so he was negotiating the rent with Old Hou.

When he heard the rent of $22,000 a year, he couldn't help but twitch his lips, thinking that he was really bold, daring to rent such an expensive store? Just as Lao Hou was about to speak, Han's father interrupted him and said, "No way! Lao Hou, I'm sorry, you go back first, I'll talk to my son later."

"...Okay, let me call you again. I won't rent it out for the time being. Think it over and give me a definite answer. We are not outsiders. For the sake of the police officer, I can rent it for 20,000 yuan a year. I don't even need a deposit or anything."

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Get in the car and leave immediately.

As soon as Lao Hou left, Han Yiqiang wanted to raise his hand and slap his little bastard.

There were many people nearby, and he knew many neighbors, so he didn't do anything in the end. He glared and said, "Such a big deal, the annual rent is so high, you think it's only three or five dollars? How long have you been an apprentice, and you're thinking of starting a business?"

"I just wanted to find out about the store rent, but you caught me right after I asked. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't dare to start a business. I'm going to discuss it with you and my mother after I make a more thorough plan."

Han Chudong couldn't help but look at the face in front of him. He didn't expect that such a big face could be worth five thousand US dollars. If the rent could really be reduced to twenty thousand, then the chances of making money would be even greater.

"Don't even think about discussing it. I definitely won't agree! I thought I was finally learning something good, but you're just thinking about squandering all the family's money. You can open a store, and you can do whatever you want with your own money!"

His father said angrily.

"Who wants to ruin the family? Repairing appliances is not as profitable as selling them. I'll repair and sell them at the same time. Consider it a loan from you first, and I'll pay you back with interest when I make money."

"If money was so easy to make, everyone would be rich. There are so many home appliance sellers on the street, and you have no experience. Opening a store is like seeking death. I won't lend you a penny. Go back to Sun Lao San and continue your studies!"

Han Chudong knew that his starting point was correct, but how could he be in a good mood after being hit again and again like this?

Although he was mentally older, he was treated like a child everywhere. He said depressedly, "I have already opened the store. If you don't want to lend me money, then I will raise the money myself. Don't stop me when the time comes."

As if hearing a joke, Han's father said cheerfully, "Go ahead and make some money now. If you don't suffer a little, you won't know how hard it is to make money. It might even rain gold from the sky."

Roll your eyes.

Han Chudong turned around and left. If he wasn't afraid of being beaten, he really wanted to raise his middle finger to despise this short-sighted old man.

Before leaving, he was still muttering that if he couldn't make a fortune in this life, it would definitely be because of Han Yiqiang that he was held back and killed.

Seeing his father's attitude, his original idea of ​​borrowing money from elders to do business would probably not work. This forced him to continue to find ways to make money. It would definitely not be enough to rely on the more than 10,000 US dollars. Even if he only paid three months' rent, the remaining money would not be enough to buy much goods.

There is still some funding gap, and with about another 10,000 or 20,000 US dollars, I can make up for it and start my own business.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

After returning to the repair shop, he first urged Sun Laosan to lend him money. This guy directly took out his passbook and showed it to Han Chudong. There was only a pitiful 400 US dollars in it.

Han Chudong mocked him harshly, saying that he had only saved so little money at such an old age, and he would probably have to sleep on the streets when he got old. Given the master-disciple relationship, a little joke was no big deal, and Sun Laosan didn't care at all.

…

Making money is important.

I took a leave in the afternoon and bought a bunch of equipment and tools for experiments, thinking of turning some of the knowledge in my mind into cash.

What Han Chudong has his eyes on is the yo-yo. For a while, he was crazy about this toy. He has repaired it himself and played with it. Now there are people playing with it on the street, but the idling time after throwing it out is too short.

He happened to know the key role played by nylon bearings and ball bearings. It wouldn't cost much to research and develop them, and he might be able to find a suitable buyer for the design drawings, or he could produce them himself, which was more in line with the current situation of lack of money.

In fact, Han Chudong still knew the design principles of several high-efficiency batteries, but he could make a lot of money from those things, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he used them now. After all, he did not have the capital to negotiate with those businessmen. For fear of forgetting, he wrote down the chemical equations on paper.

I took the design drawings of the yo-yo and some cash and wanted to find a factory to see if they could produce the mold. I didn't eat at home that night.

After dinner, his mother went into the house to help clean the room.

When I saw the chemical equations he had written down, I curiously asked my husband what they were.

Han Yiqiang is also a novice in chemistry.

You only know water and carbon, but how can you understand the reaction equation of alkaline dry batteries?

Thinking of the harsh words his son said during the day and the beakers, measuring cups, and scales in his room, his eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, his face turned pale, and he asked the child's mother, "Xiaodong wants to make money by doing business. I talked to him about it during the day. Could it be that he is so depressed that he wants to learn from others to make... that thing?!"

"That thing?"

The child's mother looked puzzled.

When I figured out what it meant, I was immediately frightened...