The young man was Tang Xiaolong, who had stopped Ye Beiping and Su Xinwan earlier that evening; he was known as Brother Long.
Ye Beiping was also surprised to hear the address: "Sister Zhou, is he your son?"
The three of them were surprised.
Zhou Xiaomei was surprised to learn that Ye Beiping was the same shoe seller her son Tang Xiaolong had been talking about. She had heard that he made a lot of money and even asked Tang Xiaolong to take a thousand yuan from her to start his own business.
They said they'd found a way to make money.
Tang Xiaolong was shocked that Ye Beiping would come to his mother for a favor.
After the initial surprise, Zhou Xiaomei looked at Ye Beiping with a somewhat complicated expression.
They were both surprised and angry. They were surprised that Ye Beiping had made a lot of money, especially from selling leather shoes. So, it goes without saying that he was renting a warehouse to store leather shoes.
Her anger stemmed from the fact that she knew her son Tang Xiaolong's character all too well. She had raised him single-handedly, granting his every wish.
The last time she came to ask me for the capital to start a business, as her mother, she couldn't refuse to support her, so she gave her a thousand yuan.
Despite having laid the groundwork, not a single pair of leather shoes was sold in two days.
Tang Xiaolong, seeing that it was a small world, was extremely jealous. He threw his old-fashioned carrying pole on the road and approached Ye Beiping, saying, "You brat, you made me get so many leather shoes that I can't sell. You've ruined me."
These words left Ye Beiping completely bewildered, and he looked at Zhou Xiaomei with confusion.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaomei's eyes were also filled with anger.
This completely baffled Ye Beiping.
"I sold you leather shoes?" Ye Beiping scratched his head, not quite understanding, and asked, "I don't seem to remember selling you leather shoes."
Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaolong grabbed Ye Beiping by the collar and said, "You didn't sell to me, but I tried to sell leather shoes like you, and I bought a thousand yuan worth of goods, which are now all stuck in my hands."
I'm speechless.
Ye Beiping was stunned by what he was being said. He broke free from the man's grip on his collar and said, "You're trying to sell leather shoes like me. If you can't sell the stock, you can't blame me, can you?"
"you......"
Before Tang Xiaolong could say anything more in anger, Zhou Xiaomei stopped him and said to Ye Beiping, "I don't have the warehouse you want to rent. I'll refund your money. You can leave now."
Zhou Xiaomei slapped ten ten-yuan bills into Ye Beiping's hand, then turned and called to Tang Xiaolong, "Xiaolong, let's go."
"Sigh..." Ye Beiping wanted to stop Zhou Xiaomei, but she turned around and left directly. He sighed helplessly.
If it weren't for Zhou Xiaomei's help, where would I have gotten all those goods?
After thinking for a moment, he still followed Zhou Xiaomei back into the shop: "Sister Zhou, it's not right for you to do business like this. I've already paid you."
“I’m not doing business with you,” Zhou Xiaomei said coldly.
Tang Xiaolong, standing next to Ye Beiping, made a face at him: "Hehehe, you made me lose money."
Seeing the mother and son, Ye Beiping sighed helplessly.
Suddenly, he thought of a trick of feigning indifference. He raised his eyebrows, picked up the ten ten-yuan bills in his hand, patted them, and said, "I was originally thinking of letting you lose less money, but now that you're not doing business with me, it's just that you're destined to lose that money."
With that, Ye Beiping turned around and prepared to leave the shop.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaomei thought for a moment and immediately called out, "Wait a minute."
A thousand yuan is not a small amount for Zhou Xiaomei. She tries to make money by introducing different things, but she can't even earn a thousand yuan a month.
It's definitely painful to lose money like this for no reason.
But if Ye Beiping can sell the goods now and make money to reduce his losses, that would be the best outcome.
"Mom." Tang Xiaolong, who was standing to the side, suddenly became anxious when he saw his mother call out to Ye Beiping: "If he wants to leave, let him leave. Why are you stopping him?"
"What do you know?"
Zhou Xiaomei took a deep breath and whispered, "Didn't you say that you only wanted to learn because people make money selling leather shoes? Since they can make money, wouldn't it be better to resell your stock to them?"
“That’s right.” Hearing his mother’s plan, Tang Xiaolong’s eyes lit up, and he gave Ye Beiping a sly grin.
Seeing the mother and son's appearance, Ye Beiping was overjoyed.
They talk badly about others without even trying to hide it, and everyone hears it. They're a truly awful couple.
However, the most urgent task right now is to find a warehouse. In the short term, Zhou Xiaomei's side probably has the resources, so Ye Beiping has no other choice.
After explaining to her son, Zhou Xiaomei said to Ye Beiping's retreating figure, "If you can buy this batch of leather shoes from my son, I'll take you to rent a warehouse, how about it?"
"Not very good." Ye Beiping refused without thinking, then turned around and said with a smile, "Sister Zhou, you have to consider whether you can make a profit in business. My leather shoes are all from state-owned factories in Wencheng. How would I know where your son's leather shoes came from?"
"this......"
Zhou Xiaomei immediately fell silent. She had gotten her son's leather shoes through connections, and each pair cost 20 yuan, which she claimed was the cost price, not a profit.
Ye Beiping gets his leather shoes directly from the factory in Wencheng, so wouldn't the price be even lower?
If they calculate based on Ye Beiping's purchase price, wouldn't they lose money?
Seeing that Zhou Xiaomei remained silent, Ye Beiping thought for a moment and said, "Sister Zhou, actually I can give you a solution."
"What method?"
"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. I'll teach your son how to sell leather shoes, and you can rent me your warehouse. If I take your son's batch of leather shoes, I might lose money, but if your son learns how to sell leather shoes, that's a form of self-reliance, isn't it?"
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