When Sun Rui first approached Liang Xiaohe, he bought 10,000 hair bands, and he was the one who bought the most among the small vendors.
If Liang Xiaohe had not run out of stock at the time, Sun Rui originally wanted to take 30,000.
That's why Liang Xiaohe was the first one to find him today.
"No need, Comrade Liang, your goods are too monotonous in variety and the wholesale price is too high. I can't sell them!" Sun Rui complained.
When he first started selling hair bands, Sun Rui felt very proud that he could earn more than ten yuan a day.
However, since purchasing He Bo's goods, Sun Rui can actually earn more than thirty yuan a day.
After the comparison, Sun Rui discovered the drawbacks of Liang Xiaohe and other products.
Liang Xiaohe's hair bands are made of only two types of fabrics: Dacron and cotton, and the patterns are only small florals and solid colors.
Sun Rui has to sell it cheaper than He Bo and the others so that people will buy it.
He Bo and his team have hair bands made of many different fabrics and in many different patterns.
He Bo can sell hair bands made of high-end fabrics such as silk and lace georgette for 44.5 cents each, while ordinary ones made of Dacron and cotton can be sold for 35 cents each.
Moreover, the wholesale price of He Bo's hair bands is lower than that of Liang Xiaohe.
It only costs 1.6 cents to purchase more than 10,000 pieces.
The goods are easy to sell and the purchase price is cheap. Sun Rui is not stupid, so he will definitely choose to purchase from He Bo!
"Brother Sun, please buy some! I'm waiting to pay them back!" Liang Xiaohe had no choice but to play the "compassion card".
"1.2 cents, and I'll buy 5,000." Sun Rui rolled his eyes and said.
"No, no, I'll lose money if I sell it for 1.2 cents." Liang Xiaohe was dumbfounded.
When Hu Yong returned home yesterday, he said that the small vendors asked him to lower the wholesale price to 1.5 cents!
How come in just one day, 1.5 cents became 1.2 cents?
"No, no, I'll lose money if I sell it for 1.2 cents." Liang Xiaohe was dumbfounded.
When Hu Yong returned home yesterday, he said that the small vendors asked him to lower the wholesale price to 1.5 cents!
How come in just one day, 1.5 cents became 1.2 cents?
Doesn't that mean she will lose three cents for making a hair circle?
The more she does, the more she loses. Oh my God! What should she do?
"No way? If not, forget it." Sun Rui ran away.
Sun Rui didn't have to buy Liang Xiaohe's goods. He just felt that Liang Xiaohe's words were pitiful, so he planned to buy some.
Of course, he must leave some room for his own profit. He is in business, not charity.
"Brother Sun, wait a minute." Liang Xiaohe grabbed Sun Rui's arm and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, 1.2 cents is 1.2 cents, 5,000, I'll sell them!"
Liang Xiaohe was afraid that if she didn't sell it now, she might not be able to sell it for even 1.2 cents tomorrow.
By then, she will have so many hair bands in her hands, what use will they be if she doesn't eat or drink them?
It would be better to sell it for some money first.
As for the fabrics from the supply and marketing cooperative, are you still able to pay them back? Isn't Hu Yong still here?
"Okay. Then I'll choose one, is that ok?" Sun Rui didn't expect Liang Xiaohe to really agree, and hurriedly made a request.
"Okay." Liang Xiaohe said with a straight face.
Sun Rui didn't care either. As long as he could make money, he didn't care about people's faces.
Liang Xiaohe went to find several other vendors, but failed to sell any.
Those people just received a warning from Erniu that if they purchase Liang Xiaohe's goods in the future, He Bo will not sell them his goods.
After weighing the pros and cons, no one would dare to buy it even if Liang Xiaohe lowered the price to one cent per hair circle.
Liang Xiaohe gritted his teeth in anger.
Forget it, she might as well set up a stall in the county town. She just didn't believe that her hair bands couldn't be sold.
Qian Youliang repeated the same trick in the afternoon. Not long after he got to work, he said he had a stomachache and asked for leave to go to the hospital.
By the time Qian Youliang came out of the hospital reluctantly, it was already past working hours.
Qian Youliang went straight to Hu Yong's house.
Hu Yong was preparing to cook.
When Hu Yong heard Qian Youliang say that Director Wang asked him to hand in the account book before the end of get off work today, he felt something was wrong.
"Cousin, please give me the money quickly! Wang Qingquan must be targeting me." Qian Youliang pleaded.
Qian Youliang regretted very much that he shouldn't have been dazzled by Liang Xiaohe's hundred dollars.
Before he knew it, he had stolen more than 8,000 yuan worth of fabric from the warehouse.
If such a huge amount of money is discovered, he will have to spend the rest of his life in jail, and maybe even have to eat "peanuts"!
"There is grain. Xiaohe went to the county town to sell goods today. However, she will not be able to sell more than 8,000 today. I can't return the cloth to you either. After you left last night, I went to find Liang Xiaohe. The cloth has been used up by her and can't be turned back into a whole piece. It's useless for you to take it back." Hu Yong said.
"Ah? Cousin, what should I do? You must think of a solution quickly. I don't want to go to jail! If I go to jail, what will happen to my children? What about your cousin's wife?" Qian Youliang grabbed Hu Yong's arm and begged.
"Since we have food, there is a way to do it, but I don't know if you are willing to do it." Hu Yong pondered for a while and said slowly.
"Of course I will. As long as I won't go to jail, I'll do it." Qian Youliang's eyes lit up.
"You...are like this..." Hu Yong leaned over to Qian Youliang's ear and whispered softly.
"No, no, I can't do this. If people find out, I will die." A trace of fear flashed across Qian Youliang's face.
"Do you have any other ideas? This is the only solution I can think of." Hu Yong frowned.
"Okay, I'll do it." After a moment of silence, Qian Youliang finally made up his mind.
Zhao family.
Zhao Tianyu didn't go to work today and took sick leave directly.
Zhao Zhenzhu said that the supply and marketing cooperative is now a big whirlpool. I don't know how many people will be involved in this matter.
With Tao Jiadong taking action, the issue of the supply and marketing cooperative will soon have a conclusion.
Before the results come out, Zhao Tianyu must stay away from that big vortex.
Zhao Tianyu has always been a person who listens to advice.
After Zhao Zhenzhu said this, Zhao Tianyu simply asked Zhao Zhenzhu to help him ask Director Wang for one more day off.
After get off work, Tao Jiadong went directly to Zhao's house for dinner.
Zhao Qingshan and his son showed off their cooking skills and prepared a table full of dishes.
Among them are Tao Jiadong’s favorite sweet and sour carp and braised pork.
"Oh my, there are so many dishes. I'm really having a treat today. It's a pity that my mom and Xiaojing can't eat them today." After sitting down, Tao Jiadong looked at the table full of dishes and sighed.
"Uncle Tao, are Grandma Tao and Aunt Wang still in Jingshi?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked with concern.
"Yes! Mr. Zhou was seriously ill before, so Xiao Jing stayed for another half a month to help him recuperate." Tao Jiadong said.
Zhao Zhenzhu stopped talking.
Zhou Bingchen only called back to report that he was safe on the first day after arriving in Beijing.
Later, in a letter Zhou Bingchen wrote to Zhao Zhenzhu, he did not mention his meeting with Zhou Jin at all.
For Zhao Zhenzhu, Zhou Bingchen and Zhou Jin are relatives, and Zhou Jin is a relative. If they are not recognized, then they are strangers.
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