Han Chudong assigned the task of receiving the training class students to a white employee.
Fearing that the other party would be too busy to handle the job alone, they asked him to bring a newly recruited intern as his assistant. To make things a little more formal, the "headquarters" only recruited new employees with a college degree or above.
Han Chudong plans to treat everyone to Japanese food tonight, so as to get a good start for the training activities which will officially begin tomorrow.
After a while, his friends came to him and he sat in his office to chat with them.
The boy with glasses, Xiaotu, has been absent from their gatherings for a long time. He has been studying hard at home under the watchful eyes of his mother. Today is no exception. Only Dajun and the other two are there.
The watermelon-headed man suggested with a sly smile, "Let's go to the glasses guy's house to find him later. We'll park the car in front of his house. That guy will definitely be so jealous that he'll want to bang his head against the wall."
He and Zhao Dajun each bought a new car, a Ford Mustang worth more than two thousand US dollars. The performance was not as good as Han Chudong's previous one. It was a "castrated" fuel-efficient version.
Da Jun agreed with this idea and added, "We told him to run away from home and work with us, but he was too timid to do it. It's not my fault that I'm being unkind. His parents really... They used to think that we were hindering the glasses kid's studies. I want to see how much he can earn after he graduates even if he goes to college."
Han Chudong did not comment on this. He also felt that the boy with glasses had missed the opportunity he brought, but he did not comment much. He smiled and asked Zhao Dajun:
"Why, you're already inflated with just the money you've earned? I'm not saying anything bad about you, but it's better to save the money you have. I'll remind you of opportunities to make money in the future. Don't blame me if you don't have money to invest."
"I didn't spend much money. I didn't buy anything except a car. I would like to go to your place and take a look. How about buying the house opposite yours and living together as neighbors?"
“Unfortunately, I’m moving soon, so if you want to be my neighbor again, the price might be a bit high.
I secretly bought a two-story house without telling my family. It’s between the Cultural Square and the church, on the south side. I want to keep a dog in the yard later.”
Chinatown is old and outdated, with poor public security, so it’s hard to retain people. Anyone with some means wants to move away.
This idea is deeply rooted in people's minds.
Moving out of Chinatown is an enviable event. Zhao Dajun smacked his lips and said with envy: "You still say I'm arrogant? It should be you who is right. How much did it cost and how big is it?"
Han Chudong stretched out four fingers and shook them, smiling and saying, "I'm almost done. Come and help me move. Don't tell my family yet. I want to give them a surprise."
"Four hundred thousand dollars? My goodness, I can't even afford it even if I sell myself. You must treat me to a meal, a whole roasted lamb!" Zhou Nan, the man with the watermelon head, was desperate. He felt that no matter how hard he tried in his life, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up with Han Chudong.
It is true that life is much better than before, but who is not greedy? Where there is comparison, there are highs and lows. People always want to pursue better things. This is human nature.
"I'm busy lately, so come to my house for dinner on the day we move. Does anyone know a reliable full-time nanny? It would be best if she can cook delicious food and is an honest person, but she must not be good-looking, otherwise my mom will definitely beat me up."
Han Chudong stood up, stretched and continued to ask: "How about we play billiards together? I need to relax for a few days. Even the employees have holidays. I can't bear to be busy any longer."
Zhou Nan, the watermelon-headed man, replied, "Okay, let's go to my friend's billiard room. They've actually started looking for a nanny, but you've been making so much money lately, you don't have to worry about the expenses. Go home and ask my aunt if she wants to work. She lost her previous job, and she also knows your parents."
By the way, what about that beautiful Japanese employee of yours? Did you do anything to her? I noticed that all the beautiful women around you would suddenly disappear."
"I sent her to Japan. If you see her next to Kamenashi Nigo, remember to pretend you don't know her. I asked her to help me secretly keep an eye on the accounts. Do you understand..."
Han Chudong blinked his eyes, and his two childhood friends looked suddenly enlightened.
Zhao Dajun raised his thumb and said with a smile: "You are really evil. It's not easy to cheat money from you. The little turtle worked hard, but in the end you took 80% of the profit. How can you feel good about it? I was just kidding . The relationship is there. Dajun is of course more inclined to Han Chudong than to Kamenashi Nigo, the "apprentice" with whom he has only been together for a few days.
"Why do you feel so bad about it? At least I can make money now. What was the prospect of making money by selling things everywhere before?" Han Chudong couldn't help laughing when he thought of the other party's previous career.
In the eyes of old friends.
Ever since the accident in September, Han Chudong seemed like a completely different person.
certainly.
It really was a different person, but they didn't know it.
While missing the past, I was also happy about Han Chudong's current achievements. It was definitely developing in a good direction. At least I didn't forget to give them a sip of soup while eating the meat. That was enough.
Han Chudong, Zhao Dajun, Zhou Nan, and Liu Futu are of similar age and have known each other since they were in diapers.
Xiaotu, the boy with glasses, is a little younger and his family is more strict with him. He hasn't been in touch with the three of them recently, but their relationship has always been good.
Although Han Chudong was not very familiar with the guy with glasses, the intimacy he showed when they were eating and chatting together was definitely not fake. If that guy could fight for it and get rid of the constraints from his family, he wouldn't mind giving him a good future.
The reason why he dared to think so was naturally because Han Chudong knew that the path he was taking was correct.
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But the boy with glasses’ parents didn’t know about it.
The reason why they are so strict with their son is simply because they want him to be successful. From a certain perspective, it cannot be said that his parents did anything wrong. They would definitely help their son if necessary.
After all, even if Han Chudong could make up his mind, he still had to consider the feelings of Watermelon Head and Da Jun. These two people were obviously still naive and valued their friendship very much.
Han Chudong only has these few friends around him, and he really likes the atmosphere when he is with them.
If this friendship can continue forever, at least I don't have to worry about being bored one day in the future and not being able to find a friend to drink and chat with. It's not a pleasant feeling to be alone.
As friends, all we ask for is sincerity in return of sincerity.
The man with the watermelon head was talking about what happened during the sales, such as a woman driving a Cadillac who was haggling over a few cents, and a toy store owner who wholesaled 600 pieces of goods in one go.
Not long after becoming agents in California, the two of them had already sold nearly 30,000 yo-yos, both retail and wholesale, with more than 30 people.
I have been selling hand-rubbed bamboo dragonflies recently and have also achieved relatively good results.
The cost of this thing is ten cents, and it is sold at sixty cents per piece. Han Chudong sells it to them at the factory price of thirty cents per piece, which is a huge profit.
And it is easy to produce.
There is no need for assembly or even packaging. One hundred sets can be stuffed into a large bag, and they are sold to grocery stores and toy stores at a price of US$40 or US$45 per bag. Many merchants are willing to take them.
They both earn money, and Han Chudong earns more, so he didn't seem surprised about spending so much money on a new house.
As long as you have money, who doesn't want to live in a better house?