Before he could answer, Chen Dong continued.
“I can sell 3,000 tea eggs a day, and I get a commission of 4 cents per egg, which is equivalent to 120 yuan.”
When Yama heard that he could earn 120 yuan a day, his eyes lit up.
In 1990, the salary of an average worker was only 100 yuan.
A net income of 120 yuan per day is not a small amount.
Chen Dong noticed his expression and then raised an eyebrow, saying disdainfully.
"It's just 120 yuan, is there any need to get so worked up?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Yama slammed his hand on the table and reprimanded him.
"Kid, I think you're all talk and no action. It's only 120 yuan. If you want half of my profits, I guarantee that if you give me half, no one in this area will dare to mess with you."
Yama's face flushed red, and he sneered repeatedly.
Half of it was because of Chen Dong.
If it weren't for the fact that Chen Dong is a big fat sheep, I would want to slap him right now.
"OK!"
"What did you say?"
Yama's eyes widened in disbelief. "You said you'd give me half the profits?"
"That's right!"
Chen Dong emphasized his words, his expression resolute.
"What exactly do you want, kid?"
Yama looked at Chen Dong with a scrutinizing gaze, and at that moment, he suddenly felt a little flustered.
Is this guy crazy?
Even though he had been in the underworld for several years, this was the first time he had ever met someone like Chen Dong.
Could this be a trap?
The first thing Yama (the King of Hell) thought of was a trap, a conspiracy...
Where in the world is there such a good thing?
Why should we rush to give him money?
He knew perfectly well that the business owners near the train station, while outwardly respectful to them, were actually seething with hatred inside.
Why would they rush to deliver money?
Ultimately.
These business owners fear them because they are brave and ruthless, and this is the result of their 'hard work'.
Having witnessed too much deceit and treachery, how could the King of Hell be intimidated by Chen Dong's few words?
Chen Dong smiled calmly and explained.
"King Yama, look at this... this... doesn't it sound simple?"
“I’m not kidding you. You have the people, and I have the formula and the brains. Let’s work together to expand the market.”
"Isn't it better than the life you lead, living on the edge of a knife?"
"When you're out in the game, all you're doing is make money, don't you think... that makes sense?"
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