Wang Quan nodded thoughtfully, "Brother Ruan."
Ruan Mianmian laughed dryly. If she hadn't spoken so quickly, she would have even changed her last name.
"It's like this. Take a look, are these things made by Brother Ruan?" Wang Quan said, and glanced at the man next to him. The man understood, went into the house, got a small basket, and placed it in front of Ruan Mianmian.
Ruan Mianmian glanced sideways and saw that the basket contained noodles and rice that she had just sold in the morning.
She could recognize things produced by the system space at a glance, because the quality was really a world apart from the ordinary things nowadays. It was almost as good as special products.
Ruan Mianmian neither admitted nor denied it. She looked at Wang Quan and asked, "Brother Wang, what does this mean?"
Wang Quan smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, Brother Ruan. I don't mean anything else. I just think that the goods in Brother Ruan's hands are really good. Not to mention in this county. Even if it is placed in the city or the province, it can be regarded as first-class good goods."
"Since it is a good product, everyone wants it. I just want to ask Brother Ruan if he is interested in cooperating with me."
In fact, Ruan Mianmian had thought about finding someone to cooperate with to make money, but her production capacity could not keep up.
The speed at which she picked up trash was really not enough to earn her a large amount of points, so she could only accumulate them bit by bit.
Moreover, the area in the back mountain that she often went to was almost cleaned up by her.
If someone goes to see, they will find that not only are there no dead branches or leaves, but there are almost no weeds at all.
Ruan Mianmian's clearing area now has gone much deeper into the mountains.
Seeing that Ruan Mianmian didn't say anything, Wang Quan continued, "Of course, cooperation is for win-win. I will definitely not let Brother Ruan suffer any loss. The price and other things are negotiable."
Wang Quan was no simple person, as he had the idea of win-win cooperation in the 1970s.
Even decades later, there are still many people who only want to win and don't care about the lives of others.
Ruan Mianmian finally spoke up, "Brother Wang, it's not that I don't know how to appreciate your kindness and don't want to cooperate. It's just that I'm really having difficulties here."
She was relying on herself to pick up garbage and exchange for supplies to supply the entire black market. Even if she died of exhaustion, she couldn't do it.
Unless there is a group of people to help her pick them up.
That’s right! An idea suddenly occurred to her. She could ask someone else to pick it up for her!
How could she be so stupid that she only remembered this now?
Wang Quan's face showed no emotion. He asked, "If you have any difficulties, you can tell us. We are all friends. Don't be polite. Friends should support and help each other."
Ruan Mianmian said with embarrassment, "I would like to ask, how many brothers does this Wang Ge have?" She had already quickly figured out in her mind how to cooperate so that everyone could accept it.
Wang Quan was stunned. It was the first time someone asked him this.
"Brother Wang, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask the brothers under Brother Wang for help with something." Ruan Mianmian had already made a plan in her mind.
If she follows the plan, her points can really increase dramatically in a short period of time. If this is true, she won't have to be so stingy when using her points.
Wang Quan thought for a while before saying, "I don't have any special ability. I am just supported by everyone. There are probably dozens of brothers who are working together." This is a conservative number. In fact, there are more than a hundred people.
His black market not only allows ordinary people to enter and sell, but he also controls several channels for the supply of goods. Each of these channels must have at least a dozen or twenty people. They are responsible for receiving goods, guarding goods, selling goods, and maintaining basic order. Without enough people, it will not work.
"Dozens of people," Ruan Mianmian muttered to herself. She knew in her heart that the real number must be more than this. After all, no one would open up to someone they met for the first time.
Dozens of people are enough, much better than her alone.
"It's like this, Brother Wang, I have something that needs your and your brother's help. If this is done, then the cooperation will be a natural thing."
"Oh, tell me. I won't refuse to help you if I can."
Ruan Mianmian thought about it for a while before slowly speaking, "To be honest, I do have some good goods here. I can also give you a price that is 20% lower than the current price. As for what price you want to sell it at in the end, I don't care. It's up to you to decide how much you can sell it for." Wholesale and retail are naturally different. The larger the quantity, the better. This has always been the case. Reduce the profit by 20% and change to a larger and less troublesome shipping method. Ruan Mianmian thinks it is a good deal.
"It's just that I need Brother Wang to do me a favor. Don't worry, I won't let you and your brothers work in vain. I'll pay you what you deserve."
"What kind of favor do you want? Tell me." Wang Quan did not agree immediately. He first wanted to hear whether the favor could be done and whether it was worth doing.
"It's like this, I wonder if Brother Wang knows about the garbage piles by the Quanjiang River?"
Wang Quan nodded. The scum piles were numerous and dirty, and no one cared about them. They had been piled up by the river for years. It was hard not to know about them.
Seeing that Wang Quan knew, Ruan Mianmian continued, "It's like this. I wonder if Brother Wang can find me a yard outside the city where there are not many people. Then have someone transport all the scum from the Quanjiang River to the yard. I will find someone to take it away every few days. I will pay 30 cents for a cart of scum."
The pile of stuff was worthless when it was piled up by the river. Just find someone to transport it to the yard and you can make 30 cents per truckload. This is simply a business with no capital investment.
"How much do you want?" Wang Quan thought about it and felt that this deal could be done, but if the quantity was not large, there was no need. The thing was quite heavy, and it was not very close to pull it from the riverside to the outside of the city.
Ruan Mianmian looked at Wang Quan and said, "Take as many as you have."
Wang Quan actually wanted to ask what she wanted this thing for, but he held back.
If you are in the underworld, you have to know what you can say and what you cannot say.
This is not something he should ask. Why should he care about other people's business? As long as he can make money from it, that's enough.
He earned 30 cents per truck and could pull dozens of trucks a day. He could make at least several hundred yuan in profit a month. He worked in the black market for a month. In addition to maintaining channels, purchasing goods, and sharing with his brothers, he could only pocket one or two thousand yuan a month.
In this era, it is already a huge sum of money.
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