Fifty cents?!
Cheng Maixiang has also secretly checked the prices these days. A worker only earns thirty or forty yuan a month, but she can spend fifty cents to buy a headband that has almost no practical value in this era. She must be a rich woman!
Cheng Maixiang was about to agree when a deep and rich voice came from behind her, "Such a beautiful headband is only worth fifty cents. Girl, I'll give you one dollar, please sell it to me!"
Cheng Maixiang turned around in surprise and saw Lin Jiayu standing at the door not far from her, leaning against the wall, his hands folded across his chest, looking at her with his head tilted.
He was wearing a blue work suit today, his hair looked like it had just been washed and lay loose on his head, and he exuded an indescribable sense of laziness and casualness.
Seeing Cheng Maixiang looking at him in confusion, Lin Jiayu secretly winked at her, walked over quickly, took the hairband, and exclaimed in admiration.
When the young woman saw Lin Jiayu asking for a high price, she rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction and said, "What do you want a girl's headband for, you gay man?"
Lin Jiayu glared at the young woman. "Men can't buy headbands? I have a sister who also likes this kind of decorations. Can't I buy one for her?"
The young woman was choked and speechless. Fearing that Cheng Maixiang would change her mind, she hurriedly said to her, "Comrade, I'll also give you one dollar, and if you're willing, let's go out and talk about something else."
"What else?" Cheng Maixiang asked in confusion.
Seeing that the two male clerks in the store were looking over here, the young woman leaned over and whispered something in Cheng Maixiang's ear.
When Cheng Maixiang heard this, she immediately said decisively, "Okay, I'll go out with you."
There is a small park not far to the east of Xinhua Bookstore. The young woman held Cheng Maixiang's hand tightly and trotted over, as if she was afraid that Lin Jiayu would snatch her away.
The two ran to the center of the park. The young woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lin Jiayu did not catch up with her.
The young woman is trying to protect her family. Her name is Ruan Peiling. She is an educated youth who came from the provincial capital. She is now responsible for editing the supplement of the county daily newspaper.
This person had connections. The educated youth did not need to farm when they went to the countryside, but instead directly got a job as an editor in a newspaper.
Cheng Maixiang didn't bother to waste time and asked directly, "Comrade, are you serious about wanting a few more of these headbands? How many do you want?"
Ruan Peiling said without hesitation: "Give me as many as you can make, but the price cannot be one dollar. I will bargain for it."
Cheng Maixiang was shocked, but seeing how straightforward she was, she didn't seem to be lying, nor was she hiding anything. "Comrade Ruan, you can charge me as much as I make. Are you sure you have a market? If you can't sell it and return it to me, wouldn't my work be in vain?"
Ruan Peiling's eyes revealed a hint of pride. "Don't worry about that. I will naturally have sales channels. Even if there are any leftovers, don't worry, I won't let you bear all the losses. I will pay you according to the cost price."
The conditions are quite generous, but why does she trust me so much when we first meet? Isn't she afraid that I will report her for speculation and profiteering?
Or was she targeting me, setting a trap for me, waiting for me to fall into it, and then reporting me for speculation?
Ruan Peiling saw her doubts and immediately said to her, "If you don't dare to trust me, that's okay. I'll order ten hairbands from you, and ten sets of clothes like the ones you're wearing. I have several sisters in the art troupe, and I'll buy one for each of them. This way it won't be considered speculation, and even if someone finds out, they won't report us.
When it’s done, I’ll take you to meet them, and then you’ll know if I’m lying or not.”
Even in the most austere times, female artists in big cities still dressed youthfully and beautifully; this was their privilege. So when Ruan Peiling said this, Cheng Maixiang didn't doubt it.
That's a good idea.
Cheng Maixiang thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Now that the transaction amount has been agreed upon, the next step is the price of the headband and clothes.
There wasn't much to argue about with the headbands; they were made of cheap materials and simple workmanship, so Cheng Maixiang didn't ask for much, sticking with Ruan Peiling's previous offer of fifty cents each, and Ruan Peiling didn't bargain. It was just the white shirts and overalls that Cheng Maixiang asked for ten yuan each, and Ruan Peiling's face showed a hint of hesitation.
Ask for a high price and pay back the low price.
Cheng Maixiang offered this price because she was waiting for Ruan Peiling to bargain. But before she could open her mouth, Lin Jiayu's voice suddenly came from the bushes nearby:
"So this comrade is here? It took me a while to find him. Comrade, how much is that suit you're wearing? Could you make me a few sets? I have some friends going to Hong Kong next month, and they're worried about being laughed at by the locals if they dress too shabby. I think your clothes are quite fashionable, and they'll definitely make you look good when you wear them."
Cheng Maixiang glared at him with both anger and amusement. He really cared about her, but he blatantly lied with his eyes open just to cause Ruan Peiling to panic and not dare to lower the price anymore.
This is what everyone in the previous life often called a "shill".
Cheng Maixiang sighed softly. What she disdained most in her previous life was finding someone to help with business. She never expected that in her first business in this life, someone would voluntarily act as her helper.
But what if Ruan Peiling gets angry and walks away?
Ruan Peiling rolled her eyes at him fiercely, "Why are you everywhere? Who are you? I bought a hairband and you snatched it away. I bought clothes and you snatched it away again. Have I offended you?"
Lin Jiayu ignored her anger and just looked Cheng Maixiang up and down. He said sincerely, "Comrade Cheng, I'm not lying to you. You just said ten yuan. Okay, I'll order ten sets at that price."
After that, he took out five big unity bills from his pocket and said, "This is the deposit. You can finish it this month. Write me an IOU for the clothes and show me your letter of introduction, and I will give you the money."
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