Xiao Ping asked tentatively, "Brother Qing, we're just selling goods, what can we do?"
He is young, so he doesn't understand much about these things.
The reason I can come here to do things for Xu Xiangyang is because I am familiar with Xicheng District and can go shopping there with my eyes closed.
Qian Wenqing heard his question and replied, "You asked a good question, but this is how it is in this business. Some rivals want to get you. But they have no other options, so they start with people like you."
He gave you a few hundred dollars and then made it impossible for you to make more money. Do you think you would betray us if he gave you 500 dollars?
At first glance, five hundred yuan might seem like a lot, but think carefully: if you work hard, five hundred yuan is just ten days' worth of commission. Do you agree to lose your job for just ten days' pay?"
Everyone fell silent, and Xu Xiangyang, who was standing by, began to look at Qian Wenqing with admiration.
This guy has potential. It would be a waste if he didn't go and do shipbuilding!
What a talent!
Why didn’t I realize before that he was so good at speaking colloquialisms? He’s pretty good at this, isn’t he?
Xiao Ping thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Qing, we make at most thirty yuan a day, which means more than nine hundred or even a thousand yuan a month. They give us five hundred?"
In fact, he also wanted to say, isn't this treating people as fools?
But he didn't know that other black market sellers only got half of their commission.
Moreover, they live in a precarious situation, going hungry one day and full the next, and anyone would do it if they were offered five hundred or one thousand yuan at once.
Qian Wenqing nodded. This kid's questions were all on point. "Then you don't know Brother Hei and Brother Lin's salary yet, right? Forty or fifty a day."
When this was said, everyone else was shocked, because each time the commission was paid out, it was given individually.
Apart from the newcomers who have discussed it, the old guys wouldn't tell you even if asked.
I just smiled and said perfunctorily, "Almost."
Xiao Ping was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He could only stare blankly at the others.
Qian Wenqing continued, "Besides, the commissions from selling goods elsewhere aren't as high as ours. Let me tell you this, as long as you work hard and don't get caught, this job is more secure than a stable job!"
After hearing these words, except for the old people, the eyes of the newcomers lit up.
I used to earn several hundred yuan a month, and everyone thought it was a long-term job.
They all felt that they might be caught or reported at any time.
So they sold things to make some money, but after so long, not only did they not get caught, they also made a lot of money.
Not to mention these, in addition to eating well and having a place to live, even buying food here is at the internal price.
Of course, these things are limited, otherwise they can make money as middlemen.
Everyone enjoyed the meal with great relish, except for a few newcomers who were all absent-minded.
They are only in their teens. Although they are precocious, no matter how mature they are, their horizons are limited and not too high.
Only when the benefits are placed in front of them can they truly feel them.
Before leaving, Xu Xiangyang patted Qian Wenqing on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of this place in the future."
I didn't expect this kid to have this ability. It's not in vain that he was given this important task.
Qian Wenqing smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Xu, your business is my business!"
He wasn't just talking, his actions proved it all.
Xu Xiangyang thought for a moment and said, "I'll go check on Mr. Jiang. Don't worry. Just sell as much as you can. Don't worry."
Qian Wenqing knew that he had an idea, so he didn't ask any more questions and watched him leave.
Two days later, Xu Xiangyang came to a small courtyard with two floors. The gate was made of iron, and he could see clearly what was in the courtyard.
He stepped forward and rang the bolt.
An old man in his fifties came out of the yard, looked Xu Xiangyang up and down, and asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "My name is Xu Xiangyang, I'm here to see Master Jiang."
"Mr. Jiang?" The man on the other side looked at him suspiciously. "It's me. What do you want?"
Xu Xiangyang didn't expect that he was the one, but he didn't show any extra expression. He said, "I want to talk to you about the black market in Xicheng District."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang looked around and then led him into the yard.
Two people sat down face to face in the room, looking at each other.
Xu Xiangyang spoke first, "Master Jiang, are the low-priced goods on the black market these days coming from you?"
Going straight to the point, this made Mr. Jiang stunned for a moment.
Generally speaking, these people don’t talk so directly, but since Xu Xiangyang did this, he didn’t hide anything.
"No." He shook his head and said, "I've heard about what happened recently, but I don't have that much goods, and I can't afford to pay that much money."
Mr. Jiang has been doing business for more than 20 years. Although he has capital and a lot of savings, he can't drive others away by doing such a big harm.
Who can do business at a loss?
But he looked up at the young man opposite him and said, "Are you the boss named Xiaoqing?"
There was uncertainty in his tone, after all, this man was quite young.
But the aura he exudes doesn't seem like that of an ordinary person.
Based on his many years of experience, Mr. Jiang knew that this person was definitely not an ordinary person.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and nodded. He was not surprised that his identity was revealed.
Mr. Jiang is so old, and he has more experience in the underworld than anyone else. How can he be so safe and sound in this era? How can he be a simple person?
He said, "Master Jiang, I came here today to tell you something."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Mr. Jiang looked at him with interest.
This young man dared to eat in his territory and came here alone to talk about things. I have to say, he is very brave.
Xu Xiangyang pursed his lips and said, "I know that Mr. Jiang disdains the current market competition and has given us enough concessions. I know this clearly."
This is because Mr. Jiang does not have as much goods as them, otherwise there would be no movement. Saying this is also giving people face.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Mr. Jiang's expression became much better and he nodded.
Xu Xiangyang continued, "But recently a group of people showed up and clearly didn't want us to have a meal, so I want to cooperate with you, Mr. Jiang."
This is also the purpose of his coming here today.
Mr. Jiang was a little surprised. "Cooperation? How do you cooperate?"
His businessman's intuition told him to first understand the situation clearly. If he could make money, what would be wrong with cooperating with a child?
Making money is not limited to age, gender or sex.
He has known this since he was a teenager. The influence he has received since childhood has not made him a person who only looks at the surface.
Seeing him like this, Xu Xiangyang didn't mean to look down on him, so he told him his thoughts.
A few minutes later...
"Such a good thing? Are you sure?" Mr. Jiang looked at him in confusion.
As for the request put forward by Xu Xiangyang, not to mention Mr. Jiang, no one in the east, south, or north city districts would disagree!
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