Mou Xuan walked out of the supermarket, feeling like a VIP member who had just recharged, and walked with the wind.
He took a deep breath, and the air seemed to be filled with the aroma of banknotes.
Next, his target was the hardware store, which was another important base for stockpiling.
He pushed open the door of the hardware store, and a mixture of metal and engine oil smelled in his face. This smell might be pungent to others, but to Mou Xuan, it was like a horn of victory, urging him to work hard.
The shelves are filled with all kinds of hardware tools, including screws, nails, wrenches, and everything else, reflecting a cold luster under the light.
The store was bustling with people, customers were busy choosing items, and the shop assistants were busy greeting customers. It was a scene of great bustle.
Mou Xuan looked at the "steel forest" in front of him, and a raging fire burned in his heart.
The lessons of the previous apocalypse are still vivid in our minds. Supplies are king. Without sufficient supplies, we can only be cannon fodder in the apocalypse.
Now, he wants to seize the opportunity of these three months, stockpile all the supplies he can get, and build a "Noah's Ark" for the end of the world.
He approached the shelf and reached out to touch a shiny wrench. He felt the cool touch from his fingertips. He weighed it and felt it was not bad. However, his eyes swept over the piles of cardboard boxes in the corner and frowned slightly.
These are all goods for sale. The packaging is a bit rough and the quality seems to be uneven.
"Quantity is important, but quality also has to be up to standard. Are we going to produce a shoddy project?" Mou Xuan began to wonder in his heart. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the shelf, making a "dong dong" sound, as if he was thinking about something.
In his ears was the constant noise of the hardware store, the sound of iron colliding, and the voices of customers bargaining, which were like a death warrant, making Mou Xuan even more anxious.
He looked around, his eyes wandering back and forth on the shelves, like a general on the battlefield examining the enemy situation. He had to ensure the quantity of supplies while not overlooking any quality defects.
Time is ticking and he has to make a decision.
"No, I can't hesitate any longer!" Mou Xuan made up his mind, his eyes became sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
He put down the wrench in his hand and walked deeper into the store, which was the exclusive territory of the boss, Feng Hardware.
Mou Xuan walked straight towards Feng Wujin, each step firm and powerful.
He cleared his throat, a fighting spirit boiling in his chest, "Boss, I..." Mou Xuan took a deep breath and walked straight towards Feng Wujin, taking every step firmly and powerfully.
He cleared his throat, a fighting spirit boiling in his chest, "Boss, I need more goods, at a cheaper price."
Feng Wujin rubbed his hands, with a professional smile on his face, but there was a hint of shrewdness in his eyes.
"No problem, brother. You came at the right time today. I just received a new batch of goods. The quantity is large and the price is reasonable." As he said this, he pointed to the pile of cardboard boxes in the corner.
Mou Xuan walked forward and examined the cartons carefully.
He gently touched the surface of each box. The rough paper was covered with dust and the packaging looked very simple.
He casually opened a box, and the screws and nails inside were scattered in a mess, obviously not carefully organized.
"The price is cheap, but the quality..." Mou Xuan frowned, his tone revealing dissatisfaction.
Feng Wujin's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "Quality is about how it is used. This batch of goods is not suitable for the end of the world, but it is still fine for normal use."
Mou Xuan cursed in his heart, this was clearly a defective product.
He put down the box in his hand and stared at Feng Wujin with cold eyes, "Boss, I'm not here for cheapness. The end of the world is coming, and we need high-quality materials. If something goes wrong, it will be a matter of life and death."
Feng Wujin was startled, knowing that Mou Xuan was not joking.
But he was still unwilling to give in easily. "Good goods naturally have good prices. Your request is a bit high. It's difficult for me to handle it."
Mou Xuan was furious, but he didn't show it. He just sneered and said, "It seems we can't reach an agreement. In this case, I have to find another way."
After saying that, he turned and walked out of the hardware store, feeling depressed.
But he did not give up. Instead, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called agent Hu.
"Do you have any high-quality hardware supplies? I need a large quantity. The price is negotiable, but the quality must be up to standard."
On the other end of the phone, agent Hu's voice was a little perfunctory, "Brother, good goods are hard to find in this season. I have a few batches of goods, but the quality..."
Mou Xuan interrupted him immediately, saying firmly, "Agent Hu, let me make it clear to you, if this doesn't work, I will expose all the previous transaction records, and your business in this area will probably be over."
Agent Hu's voice trembled for a moment. "Don't worry, don't worry. I'll help you look for it again. This time I'll definitely find the best product for you."
Mou Xuan looked at the panicked look on the other end of the phone from Agent Hu, and a sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart.
He responded coldly, "Agent Hu, I'll give you one day. If you can't figure it out, don't blame me for being rude."
After hanging up the phone, Mou Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.
He must prepare everything before the end of the world.
He turned and left, leaving behind the depressing atmosphere in the hardware store and Feng Wujin's helpless eyes, but he already had plans for his next step in his mind.
Mou Xuan was waiting at the agreed location, wondering what kind of stuff Hu would bring this time.
After a while, a truck roared over, kicking up a cloud of dust. Agent Hu jumped out of the car with a smile on his face, and greeted Mou Xuan with a nod and a bow.
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