Wencheng.
Ye Beiping and Jiang He chatted with the rickshaw driver all the way until they finally arrived at the state-run hotel where Jiang Hai was staying.
After paying and smiling and greeting the driver, Ye Beiping and Jiang He walked into the hotel.
"Beiping? River?"
Just as the two were about to enter the hotel, they suddenly ran into Jiang Hai coming out.
"elder brother."
"Brother Jiang Hai."
Jiang He and Ye Beiping were also surprised.
"Why are you back so soon?" Jiang Hai asked, somewhat puzzled. He looked the two of them up and down and frowned slightly. "Did something happen?"
Countless bad thoughts had already crossed Jiang Hai's mind.
Was the goods lost?
Still can't sell them?
...
If that's really the case, Jiang Hai has already considered running away.
Unexpectedly, Ye Beiping raised an eyebrow at Jiang He, signaling him to speak.
Jiang He didn't disappoint Ye Beiping either. He went up to Jiang Hai and gave him a bear hug, saying, "Brother, we're rich! Hahaha!"
Get rich?
Upon hearing those two words, Jiang Hai was stunned for a moment, completely bewildered.
Jiang He put down his brother, looked at his stunned expression, and laughed, "Brother, we've made a fortune! We sold all the leather shoes!"
"What?" Jiang Hai, who hadn't yet recovered from his daze, exclaimed in surprise upon hearing that all the leather shoes had been sold, completely dumbfounded.
"Brother, didn't you hear? We sold all our leather shoes, haha."
Seeing his brother stunned, Jiang He poked his arm with some concern and said, "Brother, are you alright? Don't scare me."
Jiang Hai, feeling a bit stung from being poked, finally realized what was happening and asked blankly, "Really sold them all?"
"Of course." Jiang He was incredibly proud when he talked about it, striking a stylish pose as he patted his backpack and said, "Why would I lie to you? We brought all the money back."
Jiang Hai, disbelieving, looked at Ye Beiping questioningly.
The latter smiled and nodded emphatically: "Brother Jiang Hai, Jiang He is serious, he sold them all."
"Ouch." Jiang Hai still couldn't believe it and pinched his arm, then exclaimed with delight, "I can feel pain, it's real! Haha, I sold them all, hahaha."
This scene was witnessed by someone nearby, who overheard what happened and immediately ran away from the state-run hotel.
Once Jiang Hai confirmed it was true, he immediately pulled Ye Beiping and his younger brother Jiang He toward the room, without even considering that the two of them would have nowhere to sleep that night, so they went to book a room first.
Click!
After arriving at the room, Jiang Hai first pushed the two of them inside, then carefully looked around to make sure it was safe before immediately closing the door and locking it from the inside.
He glanced at the window, then jogged to it and drew the curtains. Feeling the room was too dark, he switched on the light, then grinned at Ye Beiping and Jiang He.
Ye Beiping and Jiang He were dumbfounded by what they saw.
"No, brother, what are you doing?" Jiang He scratched his head and asked, expressing his confusion.
Ye Beiping understood Jiang Hai's actions and shook his head with a helpless smile.
They must have made too much money from smuggling before, and now that they're making money, their first thought is that they're afraid of being targeted, so they're sneaking around trying to hide it.
Jiang Hai belatedly realized he had overreacted, and awkwardly laughed as he explained, "Isn't this supposed to be to show me the money? Shouldn't we be on the safe side?"
“Yes, yes, you’re right, brother.” Jiang He suddenly chimed in, then, like Jiang Hai, furtively looked around before slowly taking the money out of his backpack.
When Jiang He gently placed stacks of large bills of money on the pristine white bed, Jiang Hai's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Before long, ten stacks of large bills, each stack containing a thousand dollars, totaling ten thousand dollars, were displayed in front of Jiang Hai. His eyes practically shot out light.
His mouth was wide open, his face filled with shock.
In 1979, if someone had ten thousand dollars in cash in front of them, it wouldn't be surprising to see this kind of expression.
Looking at his brother's expression, Jiang He smiled coldly and said, "Brother, this is our return payment. All the money we earned is in Beiping."
As he spoke, he beckoned to Ye Beiping: "Quickly, let my brother take a look."
Ye Beiping also generously took out the money from his backpack and put it together with the 10,000 yuan from earlier.
The visual impact is significant.
The thickness of this money was equivalent to the 200,000 100-yuan bills that Ye Beiping had in his previous life, all laid out before him.
The 20,000 yuan in front of you now is no less than 200,000 yuan forty or fifty years from now, and may even be more.
After all, 20,000 yuan could buy a house in 1979, but 200,000 yuan wouldn't be enough to buy a house forty or fifty years later.
"My God!" Jiang Hai exclaimed in surprise, carefully touching the banknotes in front of him, his mouth agape in a wide grin: "So much money."
At this moment, Ye Beiping threw his backpack aside, sat down on a chair in the room, and said, "Brother Jiang Hai, don't look at the money there. We came to Wencheng to make more money."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hai immediately nodded repeatedly, his eyes never leaving the banknotes on the bed, and said, "Yes, yes, we're going to get rich."
Seeing Jiang Hai's expression and demeanor, Ye Beiping suddenly thought of the night after selling all the leather shoes on the first day. Jiang He was the same way, and the two brothers were exactly alike.
Despite Jiang Hai's usual composed demeanor, he turns out to act like a child when he sees money, which leaves Ye Beiping speechless.
But this was just the beginning. Ye Beiping took four stacks of cash from inside and threw them next to Jiang Hai, then counted out five hundred loose bills and handed them to Jiang Hai.
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