Liu Xiaogang was taken aback, but then laughed: "Xiaosong, you really came to the right place. We just delivered more than forty sets this morning."
"More than forty sets? I'll take them all. Pack them up, hurry up and pack them up, I'm waiting to go to the Xudun market later."
Xiaosong waved his hand generously, unloaded the small cart from his back, and took out several large bags from it: "Here, fill them up for me, first come, first served. What I take first is all mine."
Liu Xiaogang laughed and said, "There are five styles, aren't you going to choose one?"
"What are you looking for? All styles sell well. You don't know, I just set them up this morning, and in less than two hours, all thirty-odd sets from yesterday were sold out, not a single one left! With the weather getting cold these past two days, these thick wool sweaters and thick cotton coats are like they're free, and lots of people are scrambling to buy them."
Whether it was Liu Xiaogang or Boss Song, their underlings all showed excited smiles and helped with packing, calculating money, and collecting payments.
Xiaosong was generous; he took off the cloth bag from his waist and pulled out three stacks of paper-wrapped money: "Here's three thousand. Count it. Is that enough? If not, I'll get the balance!"
Several people were busy at work, and Lin Haodong's face flushed red as he listened. The mother and son stared wide-eyed at the bag full of money in someone else's waistband.
Boss Song stared at him with a gloomy face: "Lin, what are you standing there for? Didn't I say these goods wouldn't sell? Aren't you leaving?"
Xiao Song turned around upon hearing this, looking at them in surprise: "Can't sell them? Really? In the entire Jiang City, there are no styles that are more attractive than those from Sansheng Wholesale. I heard that Sansheng Wholesale's goods were sent to the southern regions and sold like hotcakes."
"Sansheng Wholesale? Where?"
Xiaosong pointed to the name on the door: "Isn't that it? There are four big characters 'Sansheng Wholesale' on the door!"
A henchman coldly blocked his way, gesturing with his hand: "We don't offer credit here, get lost!"
Lin Haodong wanted to say something tough, but seeing Song Laoda's sinister eyes and remembering that he was the black market boss, he didn't dare to act rashly and took his mother's hand to leave.
Liu Pianran watched longingly as Xiao Song packed all the sweaters into a large leather bag, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
She somewhat regretted seducing Lin Haodong back then. If she hadn't seduced him, she would still be a free woman and would have found a way to raise some money to buy goods.
As long as she keeps buying and selling more goods, she will definitely earn her first pot of gold very quickly.
The Lin family's mother and son, who were both unscrupulous, were the ones who wronged Ji Xia.
She watched for a while before reluctantly leaving the yard at Lin Haodong's urging.
As they walked out of the alley, Lin Haodong suddenly smiled at Liu Pianran: "Pianran, you've been doing this for over a month, how much money have you made? How much capital do you have now?"
Liu Pianran rolled her eyes: "Didn't we already tell everyone how much we earned?"
“I had no capital. I borrowed clothes from Chen Zhang first, and then paid him back the money after selling them. I only had a little bit of money left, and I spent it all.”
"Spent it all? You've earned so much and never taken a single penny, and you've spent it all? Where did it go?"
"Where can I spend the money? Eating and drinking don't cost money? I earned work points in the brigade for a year, but they didn't give me any of the grain they were allotted for, and they wouldn't let me spend a single penny of the money they were allotted for. Do you expect me to starve to death without food and drink?"
"She's even more cunning and mean than the landlords' wives of the old society. She makes money and then expects me to hand it over to her? Dream on."
Liu Pianran stared into Lin Haodong's eyes and sneered, "She is your mother, but not my mother. My mother never made me go out to work when it was time to eat. She made me work all day long and just lay in bed waiting for me to serve her."
While others in their forties and fifties are still working in the fields, she's practically paralyzed, needing even her meals brought to her bedside. Living such a hard life, why doesn't she just die? This heartless, rotten old woman—you can be filial to her if you want—”
"Smack—"
Lin Haodong slapped Liu Pianran hard, causing half of her face to swell up instantly.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Lin Haodong, then suddenly turned and ran towards the black market.
Lin's mother glared fiercely at her retreating figure, gripping Lin Haodong's arm tightly: "Let her run, let her run all she wants. A woman who's been played with by men, do you think anyone will want her after we're gone?"
Lin Haodong frowned inwardly. He wanted to chase after them, but his mother stopped him, so he had to give up.
Anyway, she's still living in the brigade's educated youth compound, so she can't go anywhere.
Lin Haodong suppressed his thoughts and asked irritably, "Mother, what do we do now?"
Although they attended university for half a year, their family was still destitute because they had offended Secretary Ji because of Ji Xia.
Now, because of catching Chen Zhang in adultery, the mother and son have also offended Captain Chen, and Lin Haodong feels some resentment towards his mother.
A distant relative once said that marrying an unvirtuous wife would bring misfortune to three generations, saying that his father had married the wrong person. Now it seems that relative was quite prescient.
Lin's mother's eyes suddenly lit up: "Let's go find Ji Xia. She earns a salary every month, so she must have money. Let's borrow money from her as capital."
Lin Haodong suspected that Ji Xia might not even have the goods that cost at least one or two thousand yuan to purchase.
Even if she had the money, would she lend it? Lin Haodong hadn't forgotten that half a year ago, when he asked Ji Xia for a loan to pay for his medicine, Ji Xia refused.
Lin Haodong wanted to refuse, but his mother insisted on finding Ji Xia, so he had no choice but to accompany his mother to find Ji Xia.
As the mother and son walked out of the alley, heading towards the Ji family's courtyard, they passed the black market. Suddenly, they heard four or five people rush out of the black market, with the young man in the lead shouting, "It's them! Two poor bastards! Beat them up!"
Before Lin Haodong could react, four or five young men swarmed down on him, pinned him to the ground, and gave him a severe beating.
Lin's mother was terrified and rushed forward to stop him, shouting and yelling.
However, this area falls within the black market zone, and the people nearby are either Song Laoda's henchmen or people who come here secretly to sell goods. For some reason, no one dares to step forward.
Lin's mother grabbed a young man and screamed loudly. The young man was enraged by her cursing and kicked her away.
Lin's mother immediately lay down on the ground, groaning and unable to get up for a long time.
Four or five young men beat Lin Haodong and his mother severely for fifteen minutes, leaving Lin Haodong half-dead and lying motionless like a corpse.
The group of young men finally released him. The leader waved his hand and said, "Go, leave him alive. Don't kill him. It's the New Year, don't let this wretched man bring bad luck."
The young man hurried away, walked out of two alleys, and returned to Liu Pianran and Boss Song's side to report back to Boss Song.
Boss Song waved his hand, signaling them to leave, before saying to Liu Pianran, "This is a college student, he has a bright future ahead of him. Aren't you afraid he'll come after you in the future?"
"I'm scared, so why don't we find a way to prevent him from becoming a college student?"
Liu Pianran tossed her hair, revealing a charming and sexy smile, and leaned against Song Laoda with a boneless grace: "These two, mother and son, are completely despicable. I know he has done a lot of bad things. If we write a letter of denunciation and send it to his school, do you think his school will still accept him?"
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