After unloading two hundred cases of wine, Hu Xingbang drove his small truck back to the winery.
Before leaving, he said to Wang Peng, "Brother Wang Peng, the boss said that he can give you credit in the future."
Being able to buy on credit gives us a significant advantage; at the very least, it ensures we won't lose Xinglan Hotel's business in the future.
He drove back to the tobacco and liquor store, where ten cases of Feifeng liquor were on the ground.
This liquor costs 25 yuan a bottle and is considered a high-end baijiu; a case would cost 100 yuan.
"Brother Peng, I just received a call from Uncle Chen. The steel rolling mill is giving bonuses to its managers, and each person gets a case of liquor."
Du Lei was very happy and said, "Uncle Chen told us to sell it at the retail price, which is one hundred yuan per box."
"Wow, I'm really lucky today."
Unable to contain his drunkenness, Wang Peng pulled out three thousand yuan from his pocket, saying, "This is what we just earned."
"Long live!" Du Lei hurriedly opened the ledger to make entries.
He owns 10% of the tobacco and liquor store and receives a dividend of 300 yuan at the end of the month.
The retail profit of a case of Feifeng liquor is twenty yuan, which is another two hundred yuan in profit.
The three men loaded ten cases of wine into the car, stuffing four cases into the trunk and six cases into the back seat.
Wang Peng drove to the steel rolling mill, with Li Longfei sitting in the passenger seat.
"Xiaopeng, this time when we go to Beijing, I want to bring Mengjiao some local specialties. It might be a lot of stuff."
After Li Longfei finished speaking, he carefully observed Wang Peng's expression.
Wang Peng understood his meaning: having too many things was just an excuse; his real purpose was to prevent Mingzhu from going with him.
He had a romantic entanglement with Li Mengjiao, and that girl was determined to leave; no one could stop her.
Therefore, the person she least wanted to see before she left was Li Mingzhu.
"I'm begging you, Xiaopeng," Li Longfei said with a bitter face.
"Okay." Wang Peng shook his head, unsure how to explain it to his girlfriend when he got home.
The car arrived at the steel rolling mill, and the father and son, following Chen Yinghao's instructions, put ten cases of liquor into the warehouse.
Li Longfei stayed in the car, while Wang Peng went with Chen Yinghao to get the money.
"Xiaopeng, how's your company in the UK doing?" Chen Yinghao asked.
Wang Peng shook his head. "It's still empty there, but I have a friend who's studying in the UK, so I can leave it to her to manage."
Chen Yinghao frowned slightly. "What's your relationship with that friend? Could he be embezzling your money?"
"No." Wang Peng shook his head decisively.
Li Mengjiao comes from a well-off family and is not the type to take advantage of others.
"Xiao Peng, you can never be too careful."
Chen Yinghao said, "Some people may look down on small amounts of money, but they are interested in big money."
“You’re right. If that’s true, I can only blame myself for being blind.” Wang Peng still believed in Li Mengjiao’s character.
The two went to the finance office and withdrew 1,000 yuan for drinks.
"Xiaopeng, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the factory plans to give all the workers a bonus."
Chen Yinghao said, "The boss means that the benefits include two bottles of wine. Can you recommend two that are economical and affordable?"
The steel rolling mill has nearly a thousand employees, and each of them has two bottles of liquor...
Wang Peng's mind was buzzing. If a bottle of wine made a profit of three yuan, that would be a total profit of more than six thousand yuan.
"Uncle, how much profit margin is the boss willing to give me?"
With such a big business opportunity, Wang Peng could only proceed with caution, fearing that the cooked duck might fly away.
"It can't exceed three yuan, that's the bottom line."
Chen Yinghao laughed and said, "The steel rolling mill has been doing very well this year. The boss has made a lot of money, so he's in a good mood."
"What price range of wine does the boss want?" Wang Peng asked again.
"Around five yuan, no more than six yuan," Chen Yinghao said.
"Then let's use Qinghe Winery's 'Red Years' wine. It's five yuan a bottle, mainly for celebration," Wang Peng suggested directly.
The two had already arrived at the car. Wang Peng opened the trunk and took out a bottle of Red Youth.
The red paper wine box, the same color as the national flag, is exquisitely made.
"Uncle, this is a new product from Qinghe Winery, mainly for wedding banquets. Take it home and try it."
Wang Peng handed the wine to Chen Yinghao.
"Oh my, I've never had this wine before. Shall we try it together tonight?"
Chen Yinghao accepted the gift without hesitation, not wanting to disappoint the younger generation's filial piety.
"Uncle, I have something to do tonight, and I might have to go to the capital tomorrow. Will that interfere with my business?"
Wang Peng was afraid of delaying the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, saying, "I'll be back in a week at most."
"Go ahead without worry, it won't delay you."
Chen Yinghao said, "There are still two weeks until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Whether or not to use this kind of wine is up to the boss to decide."
At this point, Chen Yinghao added, "Xiao Lei is a reliable kid, he definitely won't delay your business."
Wang Peng nodded, as long as it doesn't interfere with important business.
After exchanging a few words, Wang Peng drove away from the steel rolling mill and headed straight for the Wenxin Garden residential community.
Passing by the vegetable market, Li Longfei insisted that Wang Peng stop the car so he could buy five jin of braised beef.
Back home, Li Mingzhu and Xu Rong prepared a table full of dishes.
"Uncle Long, we can't finish all the food at home, why are you buying more?" Li Mingzhu asked with a smile.
Li Longfei smiled ingratiatingly, "I can't come empty-handed, can I?"
“Of course I can,” Li Mingzhu said again. “You are Peng Ge’s benefactor, and you are also my benefactor.”
When Wang Peng first ran away from home, it was thanks to Li Longfei's help that he was able to achieve his current modest success.
"Child, don't say that, please don't say that." Li Longfei hurriedly waved his hand.
Wang Peng said, "We're all family, don't be so polite, eat while it's hot."
There were three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes on the table, and everyone sat around the table to eat.
Xu Rong was a seasoned veteran, while Li Mingzhu was kind-hearted; the meal went well for everyone.
That night, Li Longfei and his wife slept in the east bedroom.
Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu slept in the master bedroom. The door was locked from the inside, the curtains were drawn, and the two of them got into bed.
"Brother Peng, do they want you to go to Beijing to persuade Li Mengjiao not to study abroad?"
Li Mingzhu said, "Besides this reason, I can't think of any other reason why they came to us."
"Smart!" Wang Peng pinched her nose and said, "That's exactly what they meant."
Li Mingzhu blinked and whispered, "I won't go with you. She definitely doesn't want to see me."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng couldn't help but smile wryly, as he was just wondering how to bring up this topic.
“Mingzhu, the steel mill is preparing Mid-Autumn Festival benefits for the workers, two bottles of liquor for each person, and Uncle Chen wants to give me the order.”
"Du Lei, you need to stay at the store. While I'm away, you should visit your cousin often."
"We need to find out more about the benefits at the steel rolling mill; we can't miss this order."
Li Mingzhu's eyes widened immediately. "Honey, how much money can we make?"
"Around six thousand yuan," Wang Peng said. "I've been lucky today; I've already earned three thousand two hundred yuan."
He recounted all the orders from Xinglan Hotel and the steel mill's order for ten cases of wine.
"I'm rich! I'm rich! Husband, give me a kiss."
Li Mingzhu instantly beamed with joy, "Don't worry, honey, I'll go to my cousin's house every day and I guarantee I'll land a big order."
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