Chapter 35 Male Supporting Role

She stopped in front of a shabby door, which was so shabby that one could not help but wonder if there was a toilet behind it.

Knock, knock, knock. The door was knocked six times in a row. This was the information she got by cheating: six knocks for bulk transactions.

The door opened quickly, making a sharp creaking sound, and she even suspected that the door was about to fall down.

The person who opened the door was a man with a short flat head, single eyelids and a flat nose. He was the type that would be easily lost in a crowd. He whispered, "Come in," and then stepped aside to make room for one person to pass.

There was a small alley behind the door. When she entered, the short-haired man immediately closed the door and ignored her. He turned and went into a small dark room next to it. Who would have known that there were three big men squatting in such a small, shabby room?

Xia Zhizhi walked along the alley and found a small courtyard inside. It was not very big and had three small rooms. The rooms on both sides were filled with goods. The doors were closed, but she had mental power to cheat.

There was a man squatting by a small stove under the eaves at the door, boiling water, and there was another man drawing water from the well at the side of the house. Both men were of medium build, with ordinary looks, and looked non-threatening.

There was an octagonal table in the central hall with several chairs inside. A man sat in the middle. He was fair and handsome, wearing a neat Zhongshan suit. He looked like a weak intellectual and was counting on an abacus.

If there weren't three big men squatting at the back of the yard, two squatting at the corner behind the left wall, and three squatting at the base of the back wall, she would have really believed that this was a family of three brothers living a normal life.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart, why do such a nice guy have to squat at the wall or stand in the corner? Can't he just find a bench to sit on?

She walked straight to the man sitting in the main room, put down her backpack in front of him, unzipped it, and said generously, "I heard from my friends on the street that Mr. Hong is always generous in doing business. This is his first visit, and he brought some samples with him. Please see if you like them."

Mr. Hong's name is Yue Qihong. When he was born, his family was afraid that he would have difficulty raising him, so they gave him a girl's name. Now he is the leader of the largest gang in the Shanghai black market. Although he looks fair and handsome, he is actually a ruthless guy.

The reason why she knew so much was certainly not entirely due to her spiritual power.

She traveled through time and space as a supporting actress, the kind of vicious and suicidal supporting actress who tries to sow discord between the male and female protagonists and try to interfere.

This guy is a supporting male character, a loving and nemesis male supporting character who provides many conveniences to the male and female protagonists.

Most people have heavy accents at this time, but Xia Zhizhi's Mandarin is very standard.

Yue Qihong observed her carefully. Her clothes were relatively new and slightly too big, and had only been worn a few times, so they were probably not her regular clothes. Her skin color was relatively even, like that of an indoor worker. She had a beard, and her hair was longer than her ears. She also wore a hat and glasses, and nothing else could be seen.

As for the hands, they were wearing gloves.

He was rather thin, and although his steps were long when he walked in, they were light.

Yue Qihong took another look at the backpack in front of her. A rough estimate showed that the backpack weighed more than 10 kilograms. The person opposite her seemed to be carrying it very easily.

The backpack was full of stuff, with a watch sticking out from the corner. The total value was quite expensive, but he looked very confident. It was not a forced calmness, but the kind of confidence that came from his heart that he would be unscathed.

As for the accent, it was very standard Mandarin, but compared to the northerners he often dealt with, there was something indescribable difference in the accent, and it was hard to tell where he was from.

He only took a glance, and after a few seconds, he stood up and tried to shake hands with him while smiling, "I am not talented, but I am grateful for your kindness. We have never met before, but since you trust me, I will certainly not let you suffer any loss."

He smiled kindly, and his gentle and sincere look made people feel good about him.

Xia Zhizhi stretched out her hand and shook hands with him.

Yue Qihong clenched it twice and then released it. Her palms were not big, and although she was quite strong, her fingers were slender and there was a lot of flesh on her hands, which did not look like someone who practiced martial arts.

She knew that Yue Qihong was a person with many schemes in mind. After all, she couldn't become the boss of the black market by relying on her beauty, right?

She didn't care about the other person's stares, after all, she was here to do business.

He took things out of his bag without hesitation: translucent plastic sheet, a monotonously colored and particularly ugly plastic soap box, a plastic comb, a plastic cup, plastic sandals. Plastic products were called chemical products nowadays because they were difficult to make and each one was very valuable.

The plastic sheet in the store is 1.5 yuan per foot, the soap box is 80 cents, the comb is 30 or 40 cents, the cup is 1.2 yuan, and the sandals are two or three yuan. Not only do you need a ticket, but the quantity is also small. It's ugly but expensive.

It would be great if we could get rid of more of them, as it can both ease the market supply demand and clean up the garbage in the space, killing two birds with one stone.

There were also solid-colored towels, three commercially available antique watches, several pieces of ugly-colored cotton, corduroy, dacron, and wool serge, an antique semiconductor, and two small, tightly tied cloth bags.

The table was filled with these things.

Xia Zhizhi stretched out her hand and gestured: "Master Hong, please check the goods. They are all of this quality."

From what she said, the quantity was quite large. Yue Qihong picked up the goods and inspected them with a normal expression, but she felt uneasy in her heart. She wondered what kind of person could handle such a large amount of goods.

Finally, I opened the two small bags, one of which contained flour and the other contained rice. They were extremely clean and white, without any dust or impurities. This was probably the quality of the top-grade supplies.

Yue Qihong's throat moved: "How much is there?"

Xia Zhizhi asked him back, "I wonder how much Master Hong wants?"

What I mean is that I have a lot of goods in my hands, and you should consider the money you have.

Yue Qihong estimated the liquid funds she had in her mind and said, "Why don't we talk about the price of these goods first."

Xia Zhizhi nodded and said, "Master Hong, you are always fair. Make an offer."

Yue Qihong quoted her prices one by one. The prices of daily necessities and watch semiconductors were less than 20% lower than those sold on the black market, which was fair. After all, people had to make money. The quality of the rice and flour was so good that the price was doubled compared to the black market price.

Xia Zhizhi was satisfied in her heart, but she did not agree immediately and remained silent.

Seeing this, Yue Qihong said, "Brother, you have a big business here, and there are many people who eat here. Brothers can't work for nothing, so the price can only be given here."

She hesitated, and finally nodded: "Okay, Master Hong, you are so happy, I won't take it."

Yue Qihong asked, "Brother, do you want cash or receipts? Do you accept anything else?"

She said, "Cash is best, small yellow fish is fine, antique jewelry as long as it is of good quality, and documents such as foreign exchange coupons, cigarettes, alcohol, watches, and national grain coupons are fine, but nothing else is needed."

After saying that, she looked at Yue Qihong and said, "I wonder how much of this quantity you plan to take?"