Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She glanced at her son, Tang Xiaolong, and was somewhat tempted.
Tang Xiaolong was idle every day. She didn't know how many connections she had to pull or how many jobs she had to find, but Tang Xiaolong could only stay for two days before quitting.
Selling leather shoes is something Tang Xiaolong himself requested.
If Ye Beiping really has the ability to teach his son, then it's not impossible.
“It is possible, but how can you guarantee that my son can make money?” Zhou Xiaomei was still wary, knowing her son best.
She knows what kind of fart Tang Xiaolong is going to fart just by sticking his butt out; she still needs a backup plan.
Ye Beiping thought for a moment, then glanced at Tang Xiaolong and said, "Sister Zhou, we're old acquaintances. How about this, I can recruit your son as my downline. He can get goods from me in the future. I can teach him how to sell them. If he can't learn how, he can return the goods to me."
call!
Just as Zhou Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Beiping continued, "But I have one condition."
"What are the conditions?" Zhou Xiaomei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly became nervous again.
"hey-hey."
Ye Beiping revealed a wicked smile and said, "That means your son has to listen to me. If he doesn't, I can do whatever I want with him."
"Mom." Tang Xiaolong tensed up the moment he saw Ye Beiping's wicked smile, and looked at Zhou Xiaomei with a wronged expression.
Seeing that his mother remained silent, he turned directly to Ye Beiping and said, "Don't be so arrogant, kid. Let me tell you, I know a few big shots around here. I'll get them to break your legs."
This kind of intimidation had no effect on Ye Beiping; it was childish behavior.
Zhou Xiaomei glanced at her son, gritted her teeth, and agreed: "No problem, as long as you can help my son make money."
Thinking that her son could earn money, the elderly mother didn't need to worry.
Especially when he heard Tang Xiaolong say that he knew those big shots, it was just that when he did business with those thugs, they gave him face.
Once I'm gone, I'm afraid no one will respect my son anymore.
"Mom, you..."
Before Tang Xiaolong could speak, Zhou Xiaomei said with a gloomy face, "All of this is based on the premise that my son can earn money on his own. As long as my son can earn money on his own, you can come to me if you encounter any trouble in this area in the future. Whether it's black or white, I have connections."
“But if my son can’t make money, I’m afraid you won’t be able to continue your business in Hangzhou.”
It has to be said that Zhou Xiaomei was not joking when she said this.
The money I spent on her before was just a small amount; there's no need to bother with someone like Ye Beiping who's just arrived in Hangzhou.
Similarly, Zhou Xiaomei has a very sharp eye. In such a short time, Ye Beiping has gone from a country boy selling leather shoes to renting warehouses, which means he must have a way to make money.
It would be beneficial for my son to learn from Ye Beiping.
"Deal." Ye Beiping certainly wouldn't refuse such a thing.
The two of them made the decision without Tang Xiaolong's consent.
Early in the morning, Zhou Xiaomei also did her best to find a warehouse for Ye Beiping. She searched for three warehouses before finding one that she was satisfied with.
This time, finding a warehouse wasn't as casual as finding a house before; Zhou Xiaomei really put in a lot of effort.
Knowing that Tang Xiaolong would be learning how to make money from Ye Beiping, she didn't just do things carelessly and spent more than three hours finalizing the warehouse deal.
The annual rent is 1,000 yuan, and the area is 350 square meters.
This price was negotiated by Zhou Xiaomei with a state-owned factory after a long negotiation.
As he was leaving, Ye Beiping said to Zhou Xiaomei, "Sister Zhou, have Tang Xiaolong come to my house tomorrow. You know where I live. We need to leave around 7:30 in the morning, so try to get him here as early as possible."
"no problem."
Ye Beiping still took out ten large ten-yuan bills and handed them to the other party: "Take this commission. What's rightfully yours is yours. Business is business, and personal relationships are personal relationships. Don't blame me for what happened last time. After all, everyone has their own selfish motives. If you don't have selfish motives when doing business, you might as well go find a factory job."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaomei hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the money.
She also strongly agreed with Ye Beiping's theory.
What business can you do without a private person?
"Then I'll entrust my son to you from now on."
Ye Beiping nodded slightly and said, "No problem, then I'll head back first. The goods from Wencheng have already arrived, and I need to go there to make some arrangements."
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