That afternoon, Wang Peng chatted with Du Lei in the store.
The phone rang, and he answered it casually, "Hello, this is Brothers Tobacco and Liquor Store."
"This is Wang Dama's convenience store. Please deliver ten boxes of Qinghe Red tea. Is each box fifty-five yuan?" A woman's voice came from the phone.
"It's fifty-five yuan. Where are you, Aunt Wang?" Wang Peng asked with a smile.
“My shop is south of the university in the provincial capital. A few days ago you made an international call from here, and the call cost fifty yuan.”
"Oh! I remember now," Wang Peng said hurriedly. "Aunt Wang, please wait a moment, I'll deliver the goods to you right away."
"Boss Wang, will you reimburse me for this phone call?" Aunt Wang asked.
"What phone bill?" Wang Peng didn't understand for a moment and asked, "Auntie, what does that mean?"
“It costs me 50 cents to make this call, you have to reimburse me, right?” Aunt Wang immediately raised her voice.
"Goodness, reimbursement, absolutely reimbursement!" Wang Peng was both amused and exasperated; this old lady really knew how to manage money.
The two chatted for a few more minutes, then Wang Peng hung up the phone and immediately took Du Lei to the warehouse to move goods.
They took out ten cases of red Qinghe liquor and loaded them into the trunk and back seat of the car.
While delivering goods by car, I also calculated the gross profit.
Ten cases of wine can earn fifty yuan. With the current oil price at two yuan and thirty cents per liter, the net profit is at least forty-five yuan.
He was very happy. He had been running around doing business these past few days, and Aunt Wang was his first distributor customer.
Arriving at the convenience store, I got off the bus carrying a case of wine and went inside to greet Aunt Wang.
Grandma Wang carefully examined the wine box, and then opened the box to look at the wine packaging.
"Boss Wang, you're not going to sell me a fake bar?" She looked up at Wang Peng.
"You're kidding me," Wang Peng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You sell alcohol too, can't you tell the difference between real and fake?"
"Of course I can tell," Aunt Wang said with a smug look. "This case of wine is genuine. What about the others?"
"I'll go move them, but you'd better watch carefully." Wang Peng continued to move the wine from the car.
There were ten cases of wine in total. Aunt Wang carefully inspected each case, afraid that she might have encountered counterfeit goods.
Counterfeit cigarettes and alcohol are rampant these days. If you manage to get your hands on counterfeit alcohol, you'll ruin your reputation.
After inspecting the ten cases of wine, Aunt Wang asked again, "Boss Wang, what if there are counterfeit products among them?"
"According to the law, we can only pay three times the price for counterfeit goods. What else can we do?"
Wang Peng pointed to the anti-counterfeiting label on the box, "Aunt Wang, here's the anti-counterfeiting label, you can try it."
"Let's give it a try." Aunt Wang reached out and scratched the label, revealing a five-digit anti-counterfeiting code, and wrote it down.
The labels were removed from all ten cases of wine. Then, the winery was contacted by phone with their anti-counterfeiting hotline, and then transferred to a live customer service representative.
She submitted ten sets of data, and the distillery quickly replied, "These ten cases of wine are all genuine; please use them with confidence."
Aunt Wang was relieved and said with a smile, "Boss Wang, old people are always so fussy, don't be shy."
"Don't be a stranger, better safe than sorry," Wang Peng said.
Aunt Wang opened the drawer, gave him 550 yuan, the transaction was complete, and Wang Peng drove back to school.
I passed by a noodle shop and saw someone waving to stop the car.
He pulled over, rolled down the window, and asked, "Comrade, is there something you need?"
The car had an advertisement for Brothers Tobacco and Liquor Store on it. The middle-aged man said, "You must be Boss Wang? This is my restaurant, Lao Hu."
"Hello boss, I'm Wang Peng." Wang Peng turned off the engine, got out of the car, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
"I don't smoke, don't bother," Old Hu waved his hand and said, "How much is a case of Green Square Cauldron cigarettes?"
Green Fangding is a low-end baijiu (Chinese liquor). The purchase price is 1.5 yuan, and the retail price is 2.5 yuan. A case contains 20 bottles.
"Forty yuan a box, how many boxes do you want, brother?" Wang Peng asked.
"I want a box, do you deliver?" Old Hu asked a little embarrassedly, "My shop just opened, business isn't very good."
The profit from a case of wine is only ten yuan, so it's definitely not feasible to deliver it by car.
Old Hu was even more embarrassed. "I'll take two cases. My wife is sick, and the shop needs someone to stay."
“It’s alright, I’ll deliver even one box,” Wang Peng said with a smile. “Please wait a moment, boss, I’ll deliver it right away.”
"Okay, thank you, Boss Wang," Old Hu said hurriedly.
Wang Peng drove back to the tobacco and liquor store and carried two boxes of Green Square Ding liquor.
"Brother Peng, just two cases?" Du Lei scratched his head. "Will that cover the gas money for such a long trip?"
"The gas money is definitely enough, and there's a profit of twenty yuan," Wang Peng said.
What we need to do now is accumulate customers, and then select high-quality customers once we have a large customer base.
"I'll deliver it, you watch the shop," Du Lei said, pointing to the bicycles at the shop entrance.
This bicycle belongs to Huang Xiaolan. She does business at night and sleeps during the day.
"No need, such a long journey would exhaust a person."
Wang Peng shook his head and said, "How about we buy a three-wheeled motorcycle? It'll save on fuel."
"Go ahead and buy it, but it's best to buy a used car to save money," Du Lei said.
“Okay, let’s both keep an eye out for used cars.” Wang Peng drove off to deliver goods.
We arrived at Lao Hu's Noodle Shop and carried two cases of liquor into the shop.
"You've worked hard, brother. Have some water." Old Hu took a bottle of mineral water out of the refrigerator.
"Thank you, I have some in my car." Wang Peng looked at the shop's decor, which had a unique charm. "Brother Hu, does this place mainly serve knife-cut noodles?"
“Yes, knife-cut noodles are my specialty. Shall I make you a bowl?” Old Hu said.
"It's not lunchtime yet. I'll bring my wife over for dinner another day," Wang Peng politely declined again.
Old Hu didn't stand on ceremony and took out eighty yuan to pay for the goods.
There were still two classes in the afternoon, so Wang Peng drove back to school, parked his car downstairs in the teaching building, and went to class with his textbooks.
The professor is lecturing on advanced mathematics, and the students are listening attentively.
"Sixth Brother, what have you been up to lately? You're always elusive."
Dong Lin, the older brother in his dormitory, reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
"Busy with business, how are the brothers doing?"
Wang Peng often doesn't return to the dormitory, and his friendship with his roommates is just so-so, even somewhat distant.
"Sixth Brother, you rarely show up, and the brothers have become estranged from you."
Dong Lin whispered, "How about we have a drink together tonight? It's on me, let's catch up."
"Drinking is fine, but I'll treat you." Wang Peng didn't want to be too distant with them.
"Okay, I'll go after school, hehe." Dong Lin immediately became smug.
"That student, did you enjoy my lecture?" The old professor pointed in this direction.
Laughter erupted in the classroom, and the two brothers quickly shut up, sitting up straight and pretending to listen to the lesson.
After class, the old professor said, "Wang Peng, come to my office."
The students laughed again. Dong Lin felt embarrassed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Lao Liu."
"None of your business." Wang Peng could only accept his bad luck and followed the old professor out of the classroom.
The old professor's name was Wang Simei. For such a decrepit old man to have such a name, he was often teased by his students.
The two arrived at the teachers' office, and Wang Simei said, "Wang Peng, I heard you're in the tobacco and alcohol business?"
"Ah, yes, who told you that?" Wang Peng became wary; this old professor was a seasoned veteran.
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