Chapter 290 Are You My Real Uncle? (Updated 2)

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Lu Zhiyao slapped himself on the forehead.

So, he ended his job as an employee of Jiang Group and started a part-time job in a small supermarket!

A seamless transition!

He now really admires those slash youths who have side jobs. How did they do it? Are they

so energetic?

Anyway, he is very sleepy now.

He looked at his uncle, hoping that he could be kind and save his nephew who was almost dying of sleep.

Jiang Huaijing handed over a black and white panda-shaped water cup, "Drink some of your Dahongpao to refresh yourself."

Lu Zhiyao: "..."

Is this his real uncle?

Sang Yian was actually well slept, but she was still in the recuperation period, and she really couldn't stand such mental exertion.

She took it and took a big gulp. The tribute-grade Dahongpao tasted so good!

If those tea lovers saw this, they would definitely say it was a waste of money.

"Brother, don't worry, you keep an eye on me here. I'm leaving first." Sang Yian was going to the wholesale clothing market.

Without feed, so socks must be prepared. Since socks are required, it would be better to provide hats and gloves as well.

In a place like the Northwest, and it's winter, you should prepare everything you can.

"I'll go with you. The wholesale market is crowded with people and goods are mixed. It's too messy. You can't take care of it alone."

Jiang Huaijing suggested.

"How do you know I'm going to the wholesale market?" Sang Yian was very surprised.

"You asked Lu Zhiyao to go to the warehouse, so he must have something to do; you are here at this time, so it is obvious that you did not come here on purpose, but just came to take a look; and there is only one wholesale market within five kilometers."

Jiang Huaijing's analysis is well-reasoned.

Sang Yian couldn't help but think about it. Sure enough, the capitalists' thinking is comprehensive. She still needs to learn more about this.

If it was Jiang Huaijing, he would definitely not ignore things like horse feed and socks. He would definitely have a full set of warm underwear, socks, gloves, and hats.

"What about here?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Since the purchase order has been given to the logistics director, he can just keep an eye on it."

Jiang Huaijing directly pushed the matter here.

"Lu Zhiyao, the warehouse over there is handed over to you." Sang Yian explained.

Lu Zhiyao: "..."

Can you!

Can you just have one second, you forget me

Is it illegal to let me sleep?

I just want to sleep peacefully!

Lu Zhiyao dragged his tired body and changed to another place to continue working.

The life of a worker is so hard.

Here, when Sang Yian and Jiang Huaijing arrived at the clothing wholesale market, in fact, it was not open yet, but Sang Yian contacted several bosses who took thermal underwear during the day.

They are all in the clothing business, they have thermal underwear, socks, hats, and gloves. Even if they don’t have them, it’s a profitable business, how could anyone refuse it?

This is a big customer!

You know, business has been really bad in the past two years. People are increasingly consuming online, in live broadcast rooms, or in big shopping malls.

For example, those street clothing stores can't sell clothes at all.

If they can't sell, how can those clothing wholesalers do well?

Apart from anything else, in this clothing wholesale market, one after another has closed down. Their main customers now are basically the counties and towns below, or the villagers who rush to the big market in the villages.

But even so, some wholesale stores are just barely holding on.

During the day, meeting a big customer like Sang Yian who wants 200,000 sets of thermal underwear at once is a great thing for Lao Lan.

He couldn't handle such a large order by himself, so he contacted his good brother and finally got 200,000 sets. He

made 5 yuan per set, and this order made them 1 million yuan.

Lao Lan was so happy. His store was about to go out of business, and this order saved him.

So, when he received the call, he was not annoyed at all about his sleep being disturbed. Instead, he was very happy. This is a rich man!

He heard that if you want socks with good warmth, no matter it is pure cotton, wool, or yarn, there is only one requirement, it must be long-tubed. Lao Lan felt that God must have seen that he was not easy, so he let this overwhelming wealth fall on him.

Last year, he heard from experts that this was a cold winter that only happens once in ten years. He thought it was a good opportunity, so he went to the factory and ordered a large number of socks, gloves, hats, scarves and other warm equipment.

But, as it turns out, sometimes, experts' words really can't be trusted.

Last winter, he really didn't feel the cold at all. So many socks, gloves, hats, and scarves that he wholesaled from the factory were piled up in the warehouse and couldn't be sold at all. They

were all piled up in the warehouse, and a large amount of funds were also deposited.

He originally thought that this winter, he would sell them wholesale at a lower price and get back some funds.

Who would have thought that in autumn, far from winter, a wealthy man would come to wholesale socks, gloves, and hats. This was simply a sign of fortune from heaven!

Wasn't it just like being woken up from a deep sleep?

As long as there was business to be done, he would not sleep!

Lao Lan was also a very honest businessman, and he was very honest. He directly stated that he had the goods, but they were all last year's inventory.

Sang Yian naturally didn't care about these. What she wanted now was the quantity!

She had to get home before five o'clock.

Lao Lan contacted his good brother immediately. His inventory was definitely not enough. Naturally, he had to share the money.

After all, his brother also listened to his analysis last year, which caused his funds to be accumulated on the goods.

Now that he has a chance to get rid of them, he naturally can't forget him.

The two middle-aged men met in the wholesale market. It was obviously late at night, but they were full of energy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Both of them

were old people in the clothing wholesale market. It was easy for them to get the quantity required by the order.

After all, who doesn't have a batch of goods accumulated in the warehouse these days?

Since the rich man doesn't care about the accumulation of goods, he can't miss this good opportunity to deal with the inventory!

The two brothers relied on their good connections in the market to quickly get the amount that Sang Yian wanted.

Not only that, when Sang Yian arrived, in addition to the socks, gloves, and hats that she wanted most, there were also military coats, Northeast China large flower cotton jackets, cotton coats, and down jackets.

Sang Yian: "..."

The things prepared were quite sufficient, that is, how would she explain when she went back that the people here really didn't have any special preference for colorful colors.