Qian Jinyu felt that they were like catching two sheep and trying their best to fleece them.
Based on her understanding of the scrap collection station.
Don't worry, Commander Gao, I'll take care of it tomorrow.
I guarantee they will return with something rewarding.”
Brigade Commander Gao was skeptical when he heard her say this.
The next day, Qian Jinyu kept his word and really took them to the scrap collection station.
Choi Ji-hoon looked at the door in front of him curiously.
"Where is this?"
"That's what I'm going to show you today: our scrap recycling station."
A group of them walked to the door and the old man from the scrap collection station greeted them.
"Hey, there are so many of you?
What is this for?
Qian Jinyu greeted happily.
"Uncle, let's take a look at the waste you have here to see if there is anything good!"
This made the old man laugh.
"You already said it's junk. What good stuff can it have? It's just junk!"
Qian Jinyu doesn't think so.
“Some things are not rags in the eyes of those who need them.
Uncle, can we go in and see if there is anything we need?"
"Okay, of course, go in and take a look!
If you really like it, I will sell it to you at a lower price."
Choi Ji-hoon and Cha Jae-hee also came with an interpreter.
I listened to the conversation between Qian Jinyu and the gatekeeper that they each translated for them.
The two were speechless. Knowing that this was a place for collecting scrap, they looked at Qian Jinyu in silence.
"Comrade Qian Jinyu, you brought us here?"
Qian Jinyu smiled and walked in first.
"Come on, come in and take a look!
Although this place collects junk, just because others have useless things doesn't mean I have useless things.
Just because something is useless to me doesn’t mean it’s useless to others, right?
Let's look for it and we'll find out."
Choi Ji-hoon and Cha Jae-hee were obviously reluctant. It was her idea to ask them to come here to pick up junk.
Qian Jinyu had already walked into the pile of junk and soon found a piece of bronze after searching for a while.
"Wow, what is this? It seems to have some history!
This should be considered a cultural relic, right?"
Hearing her say this, Choi Ji-hoon and Cha Jae-hee immediately turned their heads to look at her.
Looking at the bronze object in her hand, it looked like a tile, but not a tile.
The two looked at each other and thought it might really be an antique, but why did it appear here?
"Oh, what is this? Is this a copper bar?
This is copper, why was it thrown away?"
After hearing what Choi Ji-hoon said, the translator next to him immediately translated it.
The gatekeeper was sitting on a chair drinking tea, and he was happy to hear his words.
"Who said it was thrown away?
We are a waste collection company. We collect waste, but not all the things we receive here need to be thrown away.
The latest one said they probably sold it as scrap. I only paid two cents for it, okay?
Qian Jinyu didn't say anything. He looked at Cui Zhixun and the others' translators and translated the gatekeeper's words to them.
Choi Ji-hoon's eyes lit up and he looked at the old man guarding the gate.
"So where are you going to sell these scraps?"
The gatekeeper rolled his eyes at him.
"I can't tell you this, what if you steal my business?
Although you sound like someone from that side, who knows if you did it on purpose?"
Choi Ji-hoon pointed at his own nose.
“Ah, you actually said I want to collect junk?!
Want to steal your business?!
Have I really fallen to the point of collecting rags?
I came here this time, I forget it, I won't tell you
I can’t explain it to you.”
He turned around and looked at Qian Jinyu again.
"Comrade Qian Jinyu, he actually said I was trying to steal his business?!"
Che Zaixi, who was standing aside, had his shoulders shaking. He couldn't imagine the situation of the heir of the Cui family collecting scrap.
Qian Jinyu said with a smile:
"Don't tell me, you might actually be competing with him for business.
Let’s not talk about anything else, just ask if you want this copper!”
Choi Ji-hoon opened his mouth, but he really couldn't say this.
He wanted to say no, but he really wanted it.
"Name a price. If you have any extra, feel free to give it to us."
Qian Jinyu looked at him with a smile.
"Hey, tell me yourself, is this considered stealing my business?"
There was no translator on either side to translate what Qian Jinyu said to the gatekeeper.
Cui Zhixun continued to say to Qian Jinyu:
"Just tell me how much per kilogram you're willing to export to us, right?
My Cui family needs it."
This time it was Qian Jinyu who raised his eyebrows.
"Before, you were disgusted with me for bringing you to the scrap collection station. Now you don't mind me anymore?"
Choi Ji-hoon laughed with his mouth open.
Don't give up, don't give up, let's see if there is anything else."
They may not know about other good things even if they see them.
Sure enough, there were copper bars and other copper products inside.
Choi Ji-hoon sighed after picking up two or three copper products.
"You have too much copper here. Can we talk about exporting it later?"
Qian Jinyu looked surprised, but he had already thought of it in his heart.
Copper products have been exported to their country in many varieties since ancient times.
Such as copper wire, copper rod, copper plate, copper tube, copper disk, copper alloy, etc.
Don’t worry, we can talk about this later.
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