"I'll make the flyers and billboards for you. You distribute them in crowded places and stick them on the walls. You can keep the referral fee; I don't want it. I want 20% of your total profits."
"Of course, if you can recruit people to join you in real estate sales, you'll get an extra thirty yuan per person."
Zhang Qiao became increasingly confused. "How are these fees priced? Won't we lose money?"
"No, house prices will keep rising and won't fall anytime soon. The referral fee is based on the value of the house and is a flat rate of one percent of the rent."
"The more expensive the house, the higher the referral fee, and the management fee is five percent. In short, we need to make money and can't do business at a loss."
"You can only get a commission for the people you bring in. You can set the specific price yourself. Not everyone can get the boss's price. If you don't understand, come and ask me."
I've finished making the signboard for you recently. Go back and try it out. It's free, and it's just starting out. We're among the first to benefit, don't you agree?
Mingjing thought that if he could take over a shop in town and specialize in real estate brokerage, he could make a profit for at least twenty years.
She has earned at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan for her family these days, and with the money in the stocks, which can double or triple, she has over 100,000 yuan.
The land for the homestead doesn't cost much, so buying a shop wouldn't be a bad idea. However, since she hasn't seen any income yet, she doesn't dare to sell the shop rashly.
However, she thought this idea was very reliable.
Zhang Qiao and Liu Feng are both hardworking and practical people. They will always complete any work they are given diligently. If they make a lot of money later, Mingjing plans to withdraw.
She was originally planning for her aunt's sake; they were all family, and she didn't want to see Zhang Qiao suffer so much. As for Liu Feng, she was only doing it for Ming Lei's sake.
We should at least provide our children with a home so that they won't have to struggle too much in the future.
She doesn't care about making money; she's just providing a method and expects a share of the profits. Over time, people will definitely complain.
Doing business with relatives and friends is a big no-no; it can easily lead to a complete breakdown in the business, and she doesn't want to attract gossip.
"Okay, I'll give it a try when I get back. I want to buy Minglei a house and cover his tuition."
"Then I'll go to the island tomorrow and chat with the elderly folks to see if anyone wants to buy a house or rent one."
"Okay, I'll go to town tomorrow and make the flyers and cards for you."
"Thank you for the pointers, Mr. Ming," Zhang Qiao complimented.
Mingjing waved her hand and laughed, "Aunt, you're embarrassing me. This is just an idea; it's not even close to being realized yet."
The sound of a motorcycle came from outside the door, and Ming Dahai came in carrying a water tank.
"How are you?" Sun Yunmei asked, stepping forward to inquire.
"Four hundred and thirteen in total," Ming Dahai said, handing a wad of banknotes to Sun Yunmei.
Sun Yunmei counted the money. "It's alright. I definitely wouldn't have this much if I went to Old Zhao's house."
"The most expensive is the bluefin bream, which costs 30 yuan per jin (500g), or 300 yuan. The large red snapper and monkfish cost 21 yuan and 35 yuan per jin respectively. The others are just a few yuan per jin."
"Boss Dong even overcharged me by a few yuan."
"Dad, is anglerfish more expensive than wrasse?"
Mingjing thought the blue wrasse was the most expensive, because it was beautiful and rare. How could it be the ugly anglerfish?
"Boss Dong said that farmed wrasses are more expensive and are usually given to wealthy people for enjoyment. They are not scarce. Anglerfish are in high demand recently, and they are quite large, so we are giving more of them."
Mingjing then remembered that while bluefin tuna are not rare now, in a few decades a good one could sell for tens of thousands.
If she could find more bluefin wrasses, selling them as ornamental fish to wealthy people in inland areas wouldn't be out of the question, provided she had the resources.
In the evening, the Ming family was preparing dinner.
After reheating the leftovers from lunch, Ming Dahai added a new fish soup and fish ball dumplings. After happily finishing the meal, he started tidying up in the yard.
Dried mackerel, kelp, dried shrimp, dried plum vegetables, dried green beans, some fresh crabs, and leftover sea catfish were all sorted and packed together.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Mingjing asked as he came out for a walk after finishing his meal.
“Your sister-in-law is going back tomorrow. I’ll prepare some food for her to take back with her, so she can leave Leilei here without worry.”
"These are too ordinary. What can't she buy in town?"
“These are all clean and fresh. Why can’t we buy them? She’s had a hard time. It’s been tough on her since your brother passed away. Take what you can.”
Mingjing ignored it and went into Mingyue's room to lie down.
In the middle of the night, the kerosene lamp in the room was so bright that Mingjing couldn't sleep. She opened her eyes and saw Mingyue still sitting at the table writing something.
Why aren't you asleep yet?
She rubbed her eyes and noticed that Mingyue's face was flushed, as if she were hiding something.
"Oh, I'm going to sleep now," she said, turning off the kerosene lamp and climbing into bed.
"Is that book good?"
"It looks good." Mingyue turned over and looked at Mingjing, saying, "Sister, what do you mean by sexual happiness?"
"Happiness? Does it mean that if he's happy, I'm happy too? I don't know," Mingjing mumbled as she turned over and went back to sleep.
Little girls love to ask these childish questions.
In the early morning, sunlight pierced through the white mist, casting golden rays. Liu Feng stood at the door and hugged Ming Lei for almost half an hour, both of them crying uncontrollably.
"Mom, I'll definitely come to see you often. You have to be a good boy and listen to Grandpa and Grandma. Call me if you miss me." Liu Feng kissed Ming Lei's face again and again.
No mother doesn't love her child; it's just that her current situation is too helpless.
After struggling for a while, Liu Feng pushed Ming Lei away in pain and ran towards the dock alone.
Mingjing stood by the dock carrying the local specialties, handed them to Liu Feng, and watched her board the ship and leave.
After seeing Liu Feng off, Mingjing went home, took his older brother's mobile phone, and took a boat to town.
There is only one printing factory in town, which usually prints student exam papers, books, and paper for government agencies, as well as accepting orders from individual customers.
Mingjing arrived at the individual customer service hall and told the clerk that she wanted to print advertising stickers and billboards.
The clerk was a chubby little girl who used an old-fashioned typewriter. She seemed a little surprised when she saw the advertising slogan that Mingjing wanted to type.
"You want to get into real estate?"
"Hmm? Has anyone played here before?"
The girl shook her head, then looked down at the typewriter. "No, you're the first one. Tell me what format you want."
Mingjing thought for a moment, "Make two templates first, and make 500 copies of each. The first one should read: 'Looking for housing listings. Professional housing management experts. For those who want to rent or sell a house, the price will satisfy you. If interested, please contact the number below.'"
"The second one says: Listings available: Professional housing management experts. Those who want to buy or rent a house, please contact the number below."
Mingjing realized she hadn't kept their phone numbers, so she could only print them out and have them fill them out themselves later.
"The back of these two advertising flyers must have an image of the practice banknotes printed on it."
She wouldn't dare use RMB, but she could use practice coins to fish.
With the basic format set, the girl took the template to print it when two other girls came over, looking displeased.
"Damn it, that broken printing press is broken again, and so many projects have been delayed."
"Can it be fixed?"
"The bearing broke. We've already sent workers to fix it. We'll do it tomorrow."
Mingjing had no choice but to wait until tomorrow to come and pick it up.
Back in the village, the elderly folks sitting at the village entrance saw Mingjing and immediately stood up to ask, "Mingjing, where have you been?"
"We haven't found as much seafood as you have these past few days. Why aren't you going beachcombing anymore?"
Mingjing was annoyed and casually said, "I don't want to do this anymore, it's boring. I'm going to go sea fishing."
After saying that, she left in a hurry.
Upon hearing this, the group's expressions changed, and they sat down to continue talking about the cricket mirror.
"She only has a three-minute attention span, just like my man."
"If I had that kind of luck, I'd stay up all night to go beachcombing. Young people can't handle any hardship."
"Hey, Mingjing said she's going sea fishing, so can we go down there and scavenge for bargains?"
The group burst into laughter, cursing the old woman for being cunning.
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