Chapter 91 The Second Brother's Grand Plan
Lu Mingzheng hurriedly raised his hand to greet Jiang Ruzhen, "Hi, you're back. I'm handling some personal matters here. Go and eat!"
The second brother hurriedly helped the blond-haired boy up, hooked his arm around his neck, and said with a grin.
"Mom, these people are all my brothers. They heard about my Uncle Lu's reputation and insisted on signing up to learn Sanda. We were just exchanging ideas."
Seeing Jiang Ruzhen's disbelieving expression, the second brother punched the blond-haired boy on the head and threatened him fiercely in a low voice.
"Speak up, or I'll cripple you today."
The blond-haired guy understood the principle that those who know when to yield are the wise ones. He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from his nose and grinned as he spoke.
"Yes, Auntie. I'm his brother, and I'm here today to learn kung fu. You're busy, we'll be going now."
As the blond-haired boy was about to leave, the second brother quickly hooked his arm around his neck, saying, "Mom, I'll go see my brother off!"
The thugs who were fighting Lu Mingzheng were all dumbfounded. What was going on?
They all followed along, looking rather foolish. Lu Mingzheng pointed to the lunchboxes in the shop and said to Jiang Ruzhen, "Hurry up and eat, or they'll get cold. I'll go see them off too."
A group of people turned a corner and disappeared at the intersection. Jiang Ruzhen looked helpless. Did she look like a fool?
If these two dare to fool her, they'll do all the housework for the next week.
Lu Mingzheng and his second brother stuffed all the men into a dark alley. The group of thugs were beaten into submission by the two men and kept begging for mercy.
Only Little Yellow Hair looked resentful and indignant.
The second brother raised his fist to punch someone, but Lu Mingzheng stopped him.
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the blond-haired boy, saying, "Wipe yourself off, so your family won't see and worry."
Upon hearing this, the blond-haired boy's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head, pretending to wipe it.
Someone behind him said cautiously, "Brothers, we were blind to your greatness today and offended you. Please be merciful and let us go."
We were forced into this line of work. For example, Huang Mao Ge was an orphan from a young age, raised by his lame grandmother.
We didn't have much schooling, and we can't find any decent jobs, so this is the only way we can make a living.
Lu Mingzheng listened to their words without comment, saying, "No matter how tragic your background is, it is not a reason for you to do evil."
The second brother was somewhat moved by what the thug said. He had also experienced hardship since childhood, and he knew all too well what it was like to not be able to earn money and still have to work hard to support his family.
"Why don't you study anymore?"
"Brother, we all come from bad social classes. We've been ostracized since childhood, and we've always been looked down upon. We can't go to school, and we can't find jobs."
"It's incredibly lucky to have survived this long."
So it was because of bad ingredients, the second son sighed.
These are problems left over from history, so you can't blame these little brats.
"Here's what we'll do: go home and tidy up today, then come to the shop tomorrow and I'll find you some work to do."
From now on, be self-reliant and stop messing around.
Really? Really?
The group of thugs all wore expressions of delight, their eyes gleaming as they looked at the second-in-command.
"real."
Everyone was happy, except for Little Yellow Hair, who remained silent. He glanced at the second brother, then turned and left.
A few thugs followed him. One of them scratched his head and said, "Boss, what's wrong? It would be so nice if we had a proper job and could earn money!"
You look unhappy.
The blond-haired boy walked forward silently, and after a long time he muttered, "That older brother is a good person, we can't drag him down with us."
Upon hearing this, and reflecting on their own backgrounds, the thugs all sighed in unison.
When Lu Mingzheng and his second brother returned, Jiang Ruzhen was waiting for them at the door.
Holding an iodine bottle, he grabbed the two men's arms without saying a word and checked them one by one when they returned.
There were no injuries on my body, just some scrapes on my hands.
As Jiang Ruzhen applied medicine to the two of them, she muttered, "I did say not to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean we have to swallow our anger when trouble comes our way."
The shop's staff have all told me what happened. You can teach them a lesson, and I won't say anything.
Why are you all treating me like a tigress?
Lu Mingzheng and his second brother exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The second brother eagerly took out the lunchbox that Lu Mingzheng had brought, and the three of them sat down on the chairs outside to eat together.
The second son shared the information he had just received with Jiang Ruzhen and also told her about his decision.
Jiang Ruzhen was not surprised at all by her second son's decision. It was probably because she had indeed neglected his growth since he was a child, which caused him to have a dull and sensitive personality at home.
Feeling neglected by his family, he poured all his emotions into the friends he made outside.
There must have been a time when he was just as confused as Xiao Huangmao and his friends, right?
But as he grew older, most of the friends he made through the selection process were loyal and like-minded.
Just like when they first started selling clothes, it was his friends who distributed the clothes and went door-to-door to sell the out-of-season clothes.
It's normal for him to be moved by the petty thugs he sees today.
"So what do you want to do?" Jiang Ruzhen looked at the second son seriously.
The second child, having gained his mother's approval, beamed and talked at length about his plans.
“I want them to join our army of clothing sellers. Anyway, every time we go to buy goods, we take one bag or two bags and leave.”
Why don't we order more each time, add 20-30% to the cost price, and give them some clothes on credit so they can set up stalls and make money?
Or next time I can bring them some underwear, socks, and other low-cost items. Once they've made some money, they can choose how much to buy based on their earnings.
This way, we can both solve their livelihood problems and increase our sales. What do you think?
Jiang Ruzhen was stunned when she heard her second son's idea, while Lu Mingzheng smiled with satisfaction and patted his second son's head.
"Not bad, you're quick-witted. Your master's teachings haven't gone to waste."
In our business theory, this model is called a distribution model. The more money the people below you earn, the more money you earn. It's a great idea; keep up the good work.
Overwhelmed with excitement at gaining Lu Mingzheng's approval, the second son turned to look at Jiang Ruzhen.
Jiang Ruzhen gave him a thumbs up, "You are indeed my son, Jiang Ruzhen. You have surpassed your teacher. I look forward to the day when you, the rising star, can leave me, the old one, on the beach."
Jiang Ruzhen's words completely reassured the second son. He had never been praised by his mother like this before, and his face was full of excitement.
He stood up, patting his chest, "Then it's settled. I'm taking these underlings. Mom! You can expect to live a life of luxury counting money in bed from now on!"
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