"Oh." My cousin just gave a curt "oh," clearly disappointed.
The two brothers drove their little truck, which had been used by who-knows-how-many people, and wobbled their way to Boss Lü's yard.
Upon looking at it, I was immediately dumbfounded.
The courtyard was packed with people of all kinds.
Xiao Song slapped his thigh: "Oh no!"
"What's wrong, cousin?"
"These people are selling even faster than us! Hurry up and squeeze in, or you won't be able to get any stock!"
After Xiao Song managed to squeeze out, he saw a large box next to Boss Lü in the main hall, filled with all sorts of small bags.
Boss Lü picked up his ledger and said, "Little Song's back? How did sales go?"
"Thanks to you, they've all sold out. I'd like to order some more, what do you think?"
Mr. Lü nodded: "Just find a bag or paper bag, write down the quantity of goods and the amount of money on it, and put it in the box."
When will the goods be delivered?
"The goods will arrive in two days, no more than three days." Boss Lü sighed, "I also miscalculated. This time the goods are worth 800,000, which is probably not enough to distribute. I'm already ordering more."
"Brother Lü, you have to save some for me. My house is about to collapse. Please take care of me."
Boss Lü, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, said, "No problem, no problem. We're all part of the sugar-selling gang, we don't help outsiders, right?"
Xiao Song almost vomited blood.
The whole courtyard is full of sugar-selling gangsters, there are no outsiders here!
Despite his anger, Xiao Song still threw all his money into the box.
"However, those who order in large quantities will definitely be given priority. Everyone agrees on that," Boss Lü added.
Xiao Song frowned and thought for a moment, "I'm afraid my little bit of money isn't enough to get in line."
He turned and walked out of the yard, pulling his cousin along: "Come on, let's go borrow money from the tax association! Otherwise, by the time we get the goods, our birds will be moldy!"
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