"Okay." Su Xinyi agreed and got up to go back to her room to get the account book.
Hearing that the money was being divided, everyone nervously watched Su Xinyi's retreating figure.
Even Zhou Xiaomei was very curious and wanted to see how much money the two brothers would get in dividends. She had always heard her son, Tang Xiaolong, talk about how many leather shoes they sold every day and how much money they made, but hearing about it was nothing compared to seeing it for herself.
A few minutes later, Su Xinyi came out carrying a metal box with a small notebook on it.
Ye Beiping took the ledger and flipped through it, then said to Jiang Hai, "Brother Jiang Hai, we sold a total of 2,350 pairs of leather shoes these past few days, with a total profit of..."
hiss!
Upon hearing this total profit figure, everyone gasped in astonishment.
Zhou Xiaomei even stood up and stood next to Ye Beiping. She glanced at the ledger and her eyes widened. She never expected it to be so profitable.
In just four or five days, I actually made several dollars.
Ignoring everyone's expressions, Ye Beiping continued, "According to what we agreed on before, thirty percent, which is 1 yuan, I'll round it up for you."
As she spoke, Su Xinyi handed the metal box directly to Jiang Hai.
Actually, she would put the dividends into this metal box in advance every day when she did the accounting. Ye Beiping's share, however, was already in another metal box.
"Brother Jiang Hai, this is your and Jiang He's share."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hai, with trembling hands, accepted the iron box from Su Xinyi. He never imagined that after meeting Ye Beiping, he and his younger brother would immediately become millionaires.
With the previous dividends of over four thousand yuan, the brothers now have enough to go back to their hometown to get married and build houses.
Although Jiang Hai received the metal box, he didn't open it immediately. Instead, Jiang He took the box and opened it. When he saw the box full of green ten-yuan notes, his eyes widened and his mouth twisted into a grin: "Brother, we're rich! We're rich! We can finally go home and build a house!"
Although they were speaking their hometown dialect, everyone present could understand them.
At the same time, I also greatly envy the brothers Jiang Hai and Jiang He.
At this moment, Zhou Xiaomei glanced at her son Tang Xiaolong and thought: Now my son can be in charge of a district. If I help him, can I earn just as much money?
Just as she was thinking this, Ye Beiping said, "Don't be so happy so soon. Jiang He, we will settle your and Tang Xiaolong's commissions every week. Just work hard then. Ten thousand yuan is just a small treat."
"I believe that in the future, everyone here will be a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire."
hiss!
million?
Tens of millions?
This number is something they never even dared to imagine.
But Ye Beiping dared to think this way because he knew that the purchase price of 10 yuan for a pair of leather shoes couldn't be maintained forever. Once the market opened up, the cost of a pair of leather shoes would probably be at least 15 yuan. After all, the Jiangnan Leather Factory and the First Leather Shoe Factory were barely surviving, and once they recovered, they would definitely raise their purchase prices.
When Ye Beiping's costs increase, his profits will not be as high.
The current goal is to establish sales channels. In the future, he will not only produce leather shoes, but also set up his own factory for production.
He manages everything from production to sales, and even plans to build an ecosystem in the future, making everything part of his business.
But that's just a thought. Now that work matters are settled, the rest is personal stuff.
Just then, Zhou Xiaomei came in. After Ye Beiping finished speaking, he pulled her aside and asked in a low voice, "Sister Zhou, how's it going with the Su Ze thing I asked you to inquire about last time?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaomei immediately straightened her expression and realized what was going on.
“This matter is quite complicated, involving many people. However, I have learned an important piece of information: the boss of this smuggling case is the son of a big shot in Kyoto, and the situation is very complicated.”
Ye Beiping had already guessed this.
Without the involvement of powerful figures, there wouldn't be such a large-scale smuggling case. When he was in prison, he heard many people say that behind every major case were powerful figures.
Moreover, when it comes to actually getting to these big shots, the investigators always run out of leads and end up having to find a few scapegoats to accuse them of being the masterminds.
To be honest, Ye Beiping really didn't believe it. A few uneducated peasants, no matter how well they did, could pull off such a big case. Without someone with connections and influence behind them, how could they have managed to pull so many strings?
They talk about being a protective umbrella, but they're basically all the masterminds.
The mastermind in the true sense is merely a front man.
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