Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 93 The So-called Direct Selling
inside the house.

Shouting, "How Wei is dead", Yu Fatty squatted on the bench again, drooping his head.

Seeing his bear look, Li Weidong knew that this guy was a kind-hearted master, and he yelled fiercely, but when it came to the real thing, he couldn't do it anymore.

"How are you going to deal with He Wei?"

"...I, I'll find someone to beat him up!"

"Wrong! Enemies should be settled rather than tied. Now that you have formed an enemy, you must kill the other party first! If you don't kill him, he will have to kill you later! He Wei blackmailed your money, and when the money is spent, he will kill you!" How to do?"

"...he can't carry his shoulders or lift his hands, and he doesn't have a formal job, so he can only be a ticket dealer."

"Where do your customers come from?"

"...some are retail investors in the pigeon market, most of them are old relationship households and my relationship households."

Fatty Yu had some hesitation in his heart.

Lao He has been with him for five or six years. Among his little brothers, he can be regarded as a leader.

In the past, according to his generous temperament, he must have just asked Lao He to pay some money and apologize.

Now he also realizes the seriousness of the problem. He Wei has most of his relationships in hand.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fatty Yu finally gritted his teeth: "I won't let him get along in the capital!"

"He Wei's matter, you can settle it yourself later, let's talk about some serious business now." Li Weidong felt relieved when he saw that the fat man was on the road.

If he is still blindly soft-hearted, then there is no need to continue to cooperate.

Fatty Yu saw that Li Weidong had finished his cigarette, so he clapped his hands together to help him continue: "Brother-in-law, I'll hang out with you from now on."

Li Weidong said: "What are you talking about, I call you brother, how can you mess with me!"

Fatty Yu thought to himself that you didn't treat me like a big brother, but he said, "I've hit home this time, and if I don't pay those ticket dealers' money, I'm really going to be a seller."

Li Weidong interrupted him: "It's not that you are messing with me, we are a partnership, I ship the goods back from other places, and you help sell them, as for the share, we will discuss it later."

Fatty Yu was overjoyed when he heard the words: "It's my old business to set up a stall in the pigeon market. Please rest assured that I will sell all the things you brought back."

Fatty Yu was afraid that Li Weidong would dislike his lack of strength, so he explained in detail how to set up a stall to sell goods.

Li Weidong also understood, just like the way he sold ore radios in Pigeon Market.

However, Fatty Yu has more younger brothers.

The little brothers were responsible for receiving the goods in the countryside, and transported them to the capital in a horse-drawn cart during the dark, and hid them in the courtyard of their family.

Fatty Yu took a few hairpins to the pigeon market for bulk goods.

In fact, it is speculative, and it does not cover people's eyes at all. If you are caught, you may have to squat on the fence.

In addition, the goods transported by Li Weidong are not trivial, they are purchased in tons, and this distribution method is too risky.

Li Weidong said: "Setting up a stall to sell is too dangerous. If the pigeon market is washed away, you won't be able to escape even if you want to."

Fatty Yu said: "Then what else can we do? We can't put things in the supply and marketing cooperatives, can we?"

Li Weidong said: "If you have that ability, do you still need to worry about hundreds of dollars in debt?"

He smoked a cigarette and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "You have worked as so many ticket dealers, but you don't have many regular customers?"

Fatty Yu said: "How can there be no such thing? I am the most friendly person to Fatty Yu. Those cadres, factory leaders, and private managers all like to exchange tickets directly from me."

Li Weidong nodded and said: "Then we can only do business with acquaintances in the future. You sort out the list of those regular customers in the past few days and let Peng."

Fatty Yu answered, "Pengzi, Luanzi, Leizi, Fengzi, Yunda and Wheels, I have six little brothers, originally there were seven, who knows how the old man would deceive the master and destroy the ancestor!"

Li Weidong said: "Yes, you let them follow the list and implement them one by one. It is best to find out the real identities and addresses of those people, and then choose a loyal and smart person to contact these people with them. When the time comes, we will come back If you want to sell the goods, don’t sell them in the pigeon market, but trade directly with these people. Well, this is called direct selling.”

Fatty Yu's eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he slapped his thighs: "That's right, it's much safer this way, and besides, if they don't go to the pigeon market, we can still sell them at a high price."

Li Weidong interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "The price still has to be the same as the pigeon market, and it can even be a few cents cheaper. These people have been recruited, but they are all our network. If you want to do something in the future, you can have a network." !"

Fatty Yu was really amazed, Weidong is called having a pattern!

Li Weidong didn't say anything else, that is, in this day and age, it is not easy to find people with spending power.

The wool needs to be squeezed a little bit, and people can't be bald.

Regarding the goods, the two discussed for a while.

Fatty Yu suggested bringing back a batch of fruits from the south.

Like bananas, green dates, jackfruit and the like, the profits of these things are not eye-catching.

He has a few big customers who are not short of money, so they like such scarce things.

Li Weidong also nodded in agreement. If you want to make money, you have to make money from the rich.

Since Fatty Yu has no capital now, the two agreed to cut off the profits after selling the goods, and Fatty Yu could only get 2%.

Fatty Yu was already very satisfied with this distribution ratio.

He has already calculated that the profit of a catty of bananas is [-] yuan, and after deducting losses, the net profit is [-] yuan.

He can earn 3 cents per catty, which is much more than he earns as a ticket dealer.

Seeing that it was getting late, Li Weidong remembered that he was concerned about teaching Yu Li to drive, so he didn't stay any longer.

He just told Fatty Yu to get rid of He Wei as soon as possible, and then sent someone to communicate with the customer.

Li Weidong turned to the main room along the way, and listened to Uncle Yu nagging about the sheep climbing the tree for a while.

Then he rode his bicycle and left Yu's compound facing the golden sunshine.

After sending Li Weidong away, Fatty Yu heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he did a few votes, he would be able to pay back all the money.

When thinking of money, Fatty Yu thought of that traitor.

"He Wei, you dare to cheat me, you are dead!" Fatty Yu pulled out an iron chain from under the bed.

Putting on a ragged padded jacket and a ragged felt hat, he turned to the main room and said to the old man, "Father, I won't stay home for dinner at night, so you can do it yourself."

So he rode his bicycle, crossed the streets and alleys, and called the little brothers one by one.

Pengzi, Luanzi, Leizi, Fengzi, Yunda and Wheels soon gathered together.

Six bicycles, all with iron chains on the handlebars.

Luanzi had a kitchen knife pinned to his waist, Yunda's weapon was a dagger with a red tassel, and Leizi kicked a brick inside his padded jacket.
When he saw Pengzi, Fatty Yu's face turned dark, and he pointed at him and shouted, "What are you doing with such a big dung fork?"

"...I am used to working in the countryside, and the dung fork is easy to use." Pengzi raised the dung fork, and there were faintly visible things of the cycle of five grains on it.

"...All right, then you will be responsible for hanging that traitor on the dung fork."

Fatty Yu covered his face and was speechless.

He was also convinced by this stupid apprentice who didn't know the key.

Several people pedaled their bicycles and began to look for He Wei's whereabouts.

Until the sun went down, there was no result.

It's not that Li Weidong's information is inaccurate, but that He Wei has too many footholds.

Widow Wang's house in Zhangjia Hutong, Aunt Zhou's house in Pigskin Hutong, and Liu Erpao's house in Hongxing Commune in the suburbs. There are thirteen footholds in total.

Several people wandered on the street until it was dark before Luan Zi got the news that someone saw He Wei at the pigeon market in the south of the city.

He Wei is holding a leather pocket, where he sells tickets!
Fatty Yu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, this guy really set up a new family.

"Let's go, let's teach that bullying thing!"

Luan Zi: "Everyone will punish those who deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors!"

Lei Zi: "I'll give him a brick!"

Pengzi: "Strike his grandson to death."

The six rode their bicycles straight to the pigeon market in the south of the city.

It was already dark when we arrived at the pigeon market.

The pigeon market in the south of the city is the same as other pigeon markets. There are lanterns on every stall, and second-hand grain products are placed under the dim lights.

Several ticket sellers squatted on the side of the dark road waiting for customers.

Today's business is not very good, no one came for a long time, the ticket dealers can only hide in the corner to avoid the wind.

A ticket dealer who knew He Wei asked in a low voice: "Old He, I heard that you have been robbed of hundreds of tickets."

He Wei took out a pack of big front doors from his bosom, gave way one by one, took one in his mouth, and laughed: "Look, why don't you expect me to be good! It's not that I was robbed, but because of this Fatty's ticket was robbed."

The older ticket dealer said: "Shout, Wei Zi, there is something in the words! Are you going to follow Fatty Yu now?"

He Wei curled his lips: "What's the point of working with him? I only get 100 yuan if I earn 20 yuan. When will I be able to make a fortune? It's better to do it myself."

(End of this chapter)