Seeing that Lin Tao was about to fight Gao Baoliang, Jiang Rou quickly pulled him back.
"Pete, don't be angry. We don't necessarily have to buy those jeans. Let's go look around somewhere else."
After saying that, without waiting for his anger to completely subside, she pulled him out of the wholesale market.
I was planning to buy a lot of clothes at once, but now I'm not in the mood to do so anymore.
"Pete, why did you suddenly get so angry just now?"
She had a vague feeling that Lin Tao didn't want to spend money on her.
After recovering, Lin Tao put his arm around her shoulder and walked towards the restaurant.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now. Come on, let's go eat!"
He used to be a gangster, and he would solve anything with his fists. Especially when he saw Gao Baoliang, who had messed with him before, his temper flared up immediately.
Jiang Rou breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he just had a bad temper, not that he was unwilling to spend money on her.
The two then happily went to eat.
At the wholesale market, Gao Baoliang finally had a chance to catch his breath after finishing the busiest part of the morning.
He lay on the deck chair, fanning himself and drinking soda, feeling that this money was too easy to earn.
Lin Chen had arranged the clothing with the manufacturer, and the deliveryman would bring it over every day around four or five o'clock, so he didn't have to pick it up himself.
His job is simply to collect the money.
Around 7 or 8 o'clock, those who set up clothing stalls and owned clothing stores came to buy goods.
They picked out the items themselves and put them in bags; he only needed to count and collect the money at the end.
Basically, in just a few hours in the morning, he can earn four or five thousand yuan. After deducting the cost of goods and losses, he can make one or two thousand yuan.
In his spare time, he can stay at his stall and do some retail business if he wants, or he can pack up and wander around if he doesn't want to.
Of course, no one would turn down money. He usually wouldn't miss such an opportunity when the retail price of clothes was ridiculously high.
He can sell a dozen or so more clothes here in a day, making a profit of several hundred yuan. It's incredibly lucrative.
That evening, as he sat cross-legged on his bed counting his money, he suddenly remembered the conflict he had with Lin Tao that morning.
He felt like he recognized that guy named Pete!
He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember anything. When Lin Chen came to call him for dinner, he put the matter out of his mind.
"Ah Chen, there's something I don't understand. You've already secured all the upstream suppliers for selling clothes at the wholesale market. All you need to do is find someone to manage it for you. Why didn't you do that before?"
Gao Baoliang had been working for a while but still couldn't figure it out.
Lin Chen chuckled:
"Actually, this is also a process of accumulating strength before making a breakthrough. In the past few years, I have set up a street stall and sold tea eggs. I learned about the construction of the wholesale market from Ji Yang."
"Who is Ji Yang?" Gao Baoliang asked, puzzled.
Lin Chen hurriedly explained, "I forgot to tell you, Ningning saved a child back then, and the child's father even left a note. After we arrived in the capital, we bought a courtyard house, and unexpectedly, the house next door belonged to the man who left the note."
His name is Ji Yang, and he is now the director of the Economic Commission.
We often ate together. After learning about the construction of the wholesale market from him, I started going to garment factories and got to know many people who worked in sales at the garment factories.
"As soon as the wholesale market opened, I immediately bought twenty stalls."
As Gao Baoliang listened to him say these things, he secretly admired Lin Chen, who indeed had a business mind and the courage to act.
A stall costs at least two thousand yuan, and he bought twenty in one go, which is forty thousand yuan.
This was all before we even knew if the business would be successful.
As it turns out, he made a gamble; now, the stalls he manages alone generate a monthly profit of fifty to sixty thousand.
If it weren't for the fact that all this money passed through his hands, he certainly wouldn't have believed it just by hearing it said.
"Then why didn't you do it yourself before, but just rented out the stall?" He still didn't understand.
If he manages to run each stall successfully, wouldn't he be earning a million a month?
Lin Chen shrugged. "Nobody expected it to be this profitable!"
In fact, when the market was first established, no one was optimistic about it.
The government is also feeling its way forward, trying this model for the first time, and it doesn't know if it will succeed or fail.
At the beginning, there were more than 200 stalls in the market, but they couldn't sell anything at all.
Everyone buys their goods directly from the garment factories; how could we let the market profit from the price difference?
Later, with economic development, people's demand for clothing evolved from simply having clothes to wanting to look good, leading to an explosive increase in demand.
More and more people are flocking to the clothing industry.
Many people are unable to obtain goods directly from garment factories, which is why the wholesale market gradually becomes more busy.
Another advantage of sourcing goods from wholesale markets is the wide variety of styles and colors available.
A stall can source goods in bulk from several garment factories and then sell them in combination.
Street vendors can buy clothes of various brands from the wholesale market.
Later, only wholesalers went to the garment factories to get goods, and individual buyers were no longer served. In this way, the wholesale market gained a foothold in the entire distribution process.
"Don't think that getting goods is easy. Ningning and I inspected dozens of clothing factories before finally settling on a dozen or so styles. You have to have a good eye when it comes to wholesale. You don't want to buy goods from clothing factories but not be able to sell them, or you'll just be stuck with them."
"Before, we didn't have the energy to manage the store, so we had to hand it over to someone else. Now that you're here, we've finally found a good helper," Lin Chen continued.
Previously, they had hired people to manage the store, but three people were too busy to handle everything, and they also had to guard against the other party's tampering. They only earned a little over a thousand yuan a month, which wasn't enough to cover their worries.
As it turns out, Gao Baoliang is really good at management. He only needs one porter as an assistant to turn a store into a thriving business, with profits dozens of times higher than before.
“Baoliang, from now on we’re partners. We’ll split the profits 50/50. I’ll provide the capital, and you provide the labor. Let’s expand our wholesale business.”
When settling accounts, Lin Chen gave half of the profits to Gao Baoliang.
Gao Baoliang repeatedly refused: "I can't take so much. The funds are yours, the shop is yours, the supply channels are yours. I've only sold some goods, how can you take so much?"
He deserves credit, but it can't be divided like this. He earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, and all his previous savings combined don't even amount to 2,000 yuan.
Jiang Ning pushed the bag containing the money towards him, insisting:
"Don't refuse. Without you, how could this shop do so well? Many people only recognize you now, so you can't just give up."
How could Gao Baoliang possibly give up? He just felt he wasn't worth that much money.
I heard that they had a courtyard house that they were planning to renovate and move into, and he offered to help them keep an eye on the renovation.
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