Chapter 60 Selling Hair Combs
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Yanyan as if she was crazy: "You don't even recognize the pen?"
Zhao Yanyan held the pen and asked, "Is this pen Song Weidong's?"
Su Xiaoxiao: “…”
Why is Song Weidong everywhere? Can't she afford it herself? Why does she have to take someone else's?
"Give it back to me. I bought this myself."
Su Xiaoxiao was also a little impatient at this time. It was as if Zhao Yanyan was mentally ill. She always had seizures.
Her pen has nothing to do with Song Weidong.
"Can your family afford such an expensive pen? This is a Hero brand gold pen, and it costs ten yuan each."
Zhao Yanyan said with disdain, "Your schoolbag is not even worth as much as this pen. How could you have bought it yourself? The only family in our class that can afford such an expensive pen is Song Weidong's."
"How much did you say it was?"
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke.
Zhao Yanyan was stunned for a moment, then said contemptuously, "Ten yuan a stick, plus a coupon for daily industrial products."
Unexpectedly, it was quite expensive. She just bought it casually in the mall because she saw something nice.
At that time, I thought the golden cap of this pen looked very wealthy.
Ten dollars in real life is equivalent to one thousand gold coins in the mall, but this gold pen only cost her one hundred and fifty gold coins.
If she sold them at ten yuan each, wouldn't she be rich?
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up with excitement. It's sent, it's sent.
She grabbed Zhao Yanyan's arm and said, "Classmate Zhao, do you want this?"
"ah?"
Zhao Yanyan was completely confused. What did she mean?
"If you want this, I'll give you a 20% discount, no tickets required."
After Su Xiaoxiao said this, Zhao Yanyan was even more confused. What did she mean? She wanted to sell the pen given by Song Weidong to her?
This damn girl is really a poor bastard. She even dared to sell the things Song Weidong gave her. She really wants to kill herself.
However, this is a good thing for her.
At that time, she would deliberately reveal this matter to Song Weidong, and Song Weidong would definitely hate this poor girl.
Thinking of this, she immediately felt her pocket, but unfortunately she only found five dollars.
He stuffed the money into Su Xiaoxiao's hand and said, "I want this, but I only have five dollars on me right now. I'll give you the rest tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave with a look of disdain, but was grabbed by Su Xiaoxiao's arm.
"You're not regretting it, are you?"
Su Xiaoxiao fawningly took out a pen and notebook from her bag: "How is that possible? But words are not enough, you have to write me an IOU."
Zhao Yanyan: “…”
It's just three dollars, how could she possibly refuse to pay?
She immediately signed her name on the paper angrily.
Su Xiaoxiao carefully folded the IOU and put it in her pocket. The customer is God, so she decided to be nicer to Zhao Yanyan in the future.
for example……
"Morning, classmate Zhao."
Zhao Yanyan: I’m sick.
After saying hello, Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Yanyan with a smile.
Zhao Yanyan: "Isn't it just three dollars I owe you? Look how petty you are."
"Then you should give it to me quickly."
Su Xiaoxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with what she did. Who knows if she would default on the debt.
"Here, here, here. Give me back the IOU."
Zhao Yanyan took out money from her pocket, counted out three dollars to her impatiently, and snatched the IOU from her hand.
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up when she saw the money in her hand. This is a rich man.
Zhao Yanyan was frightened by her look: "What are you doing? I just owe you three dollars."
"Mr. Zhao, are you interested in the latest hair comb from Shanghai? My friend brought it to me and has a spare one."
"It's just a colorful hair comb..."
Before Zhao Yanyan could finish her words, she saw Su Xiaoxiao take out a comb studded with rhinestones. She immediately changed her words and asked, "How much?"
"One dollar, thank you."
"Give me one."
As soon as the two finished the transaction, some female classmates came over. After learning that it was the latest hair comb in Shanghai, they all came over with shining eyes.
"Student Su, how much is a hair comb?"
After learning that it costs one dollar, many people are discouraged.
"This is too expensive. Colored hair combs in Shanghai are only..."
Before he could finish his words, something caught his eyes. Everyone looked over and saw that it was the comb in Zhao Yanyan's hand.
The comb was different from the colorful ones they had seen in department stores. It was inlaid with rhinestones all over, sparkling in the sunlight.
Immediately, a female classmate couldn't help but ask, "Classmate Zhao, is this the hair comb you and classmate Su bought?"
Although Zhao Yanyan didn't want to introduce business to Su Xiaoxiao, it was the fact, so she could only nod reluctantly.
The female classmates didn't expect that Su Xiaoxiao's hair comb was even prettier than the one from Shanghai. They immediately came up to her and said, "Student Su, do you still have this hair comb? I want one too."
"I want one too."
"I also……"
For a moment, the classroom was like a bustling vegetable market, with girls scrambling for food excitedly.
Su Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed: "My friend only brought me five of these combs, and I wanted to keep one for myself. Now there are only three left..."
In fact, there is an adequate supply of hair combs, but scarcity makes things valuable, and if there are too many of them, they will no longer be rare.
What's more, the individual economy has not been fully liberalized yet, and she is afraid of being reported for speculation, so she has to be cautious.
When they heard that there were only three left, the female classmates fought for them even more fiercely.
"Student Su, I'll let you copy my homework from now on. Give it to me."
"Student Su, I'll treat you to lunch."
"Student Su, I have some White Rabbit here, please have some."
"Student Su, I'll give you an extra ten cents."
The crowd surrounded Su Xiaoxiao in three layers, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.
Su Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed. "There are only three of these combs in my house. We're all classmates, so I can't favor one over the other. How about this? First come, first served. Come and register with me if you want one."
Zhao Yanyan didn't expect that this hair comb would be so popular, and she was instantly glad that she bought it early.
After Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she began to collect money: "First, Chen Xiaojuan, second, Zhou Amei, who wants the third one?"
As soon as she asked the question, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhou Xiujuan walked in with a serious face: "Class is about to start. What are you all doing here? Go back to your seats."
As soon as they saw that it was the head teacher, the enthusiastic female classmates immediately became listless and silent.
The students all dispersed at once. Zhou Xiujuan slowly walked up to Su Xiaoxiao and patted her on the shoulder: "One dollar, right? Give me one."
Su Xiaoxiao: “…”
It seems that Teacher Zhou also came to buy a hair comb.
The female students said: Teacher Zhou is too cunning.
How could she accept Teacher Zhou's money? She quickly returned it to her: "Teacher, you have helped me so much, this is a thank you."
Zhou Xiujuan's face darkened when she heard this: "That won't do. What kind of person would that teacher be?"
As she spoke, she stuffed a dollar into Su Xiaoxiao's pocket and coughed lightly: "Okay, class begins."
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