Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 252

The hotter the business of the Mochi clothing store, the more Feng Weiwei hated it.

In the past few days when she returned to the capital, she got a rough idea of ​​what happened from the few words of her neighbors.

Especially when she heard that Ji Zhongqiu was there when Sun Huanying inadvertently broke Feng Aimin's scandal, she couldn't get angry.

She just said that she squatted in Qingpu City for half a year and didn't see him, but he went to the capital to destroy the relationship between her parents.

Feng Aimin has a mistress, and only Sun Huanying in the whole family is kept in the dark.

At first she hated that mistress, but Feng Aimin was extra generous in order to get her to help hide Sun Huanying's knowledge.

As long as she asks, no matter how much money she wants, Feng Aimin will try his best to satisfy her.

This was once an important source of money she asked for from Feng Aimin.

So she turned a blind eye and closed her eyes, and sometimes took the initiative to cover for him.

For the past six months when she was a teacher in Qingpu City, Feng Aimin would send her a few hundred yuan a month on a regular basis.

Feng Aimin was rich, and she never cared where his money came from.

As long as he gave it, Feng Weiwei would feel very at ease when spending it.

In her words, instead of taking advantage of that mistress, it's better to spend the money for herself.

But now?

Feng Weiwei never dreamed that the man she was thinking of would give herself such a big gift without saying a word.

Leaning against the tree, she looked at the "Mo Chi Clothing Store" filled with people from a distance, dropped the cigarette butt in her hand, and crushed it with her feet.

This is the capital city, and it's Feng Weiwei's territory.

Since Ji Zhongqiu dared to declare war, don't blame himself for being cruel.

On the first day when the Mo Chi clothing store opened, Wang Zhaoyang felt the enthusiasm of the people in the capital.

The income level of people in the capital city is a bit higher than that in Qingpu City. People have spare money, so they want to dress themselves up beautifully.

They are even more willing to wear it.

A coat with a price tag of 70 yuan, as long as they like it, young people don’t have to cut the price, just put it on and leave.

After a busy day, Wang Zhaoyang was too tired to move.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, you are here alone, has business always been so good?"

Ji Zhongqiu grinned and said, "What are you talking about brother-in-law, I didn't come here to open a shop to make money at first, I don't care if the business is good or not."

The main reason why he opened a shop here was to bring down Feng Aimin.

Secondly, he didn't want to ask Ling Xiaohua for money.

He could see how Ling Yue got rich.

He is not good at selling fruit, but he still knows a little bit about selling department stores and clothes.

Especially Ling Yue's routine of "buy and give away", he is very good at it.

To put it simply, Ji Zhongqiu was just copying homework.

"I don't think it's that simple." Wang Zhaoyang smiled. "This is not a commercial circle, let alone a main road. You can revitalize your business here, which proves that you are still capable."

"Xiaohua has followed you, so I feel relieved."

Ji Zhongqiu laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, look at what you said, no one wants to live in poverty."

Wang Zhaoyang took out a newly purchased account book and filled in the sales volume for today seriously, "Mid-Autumn Festival, we will ship there in two days at most."

He is worried!
Now they rely entirely on shoulders and hands to bring goods here, and it is very difficult to expand their business scope.

"Brother Wang, why don't Lao Mei and I go back to Qingpu City to get the goods." Zhao Songbai said, "The business here is much better than in Qingpu City."

Even in the three largest stores in Qingpu City, less than [-] pieces of clothes were sold in the most day.

But here, just today, they sold more than 60 pieces.

The two hundred pieces of clothes they brought over could not last for a few days at all.

"No, Xiao Zhao, you and Zhongqiu are still here. I will run with Lao Mei later."

Wang Zhaoyang rejected his suggestion without even thinking about it.

Generally speaking, the clothing stores in Qingpu City are profitable, but like the smallest store, when the business is at its worst, it can't even sell a single piece of clothing.

"Brother-in-law, you finally came to the capital, what are you doing in such a hurry to go back?"

Wang Zhaoyang said: "Mid-Autumn Festival, I have a general understanding of the situation here, maybe we will open a few more stores here in the future, and even, if necessary, I would like to open a branch here."

"If we can open a branch factory here, why worry about no sales."

Ji Zhongqiu disagreed with his point of view: "Brother-in-law, our main energy is now in Qingpu City. If we really transfer all our business to the capital, I think it's a bit unrealistic."

Mid-autumn season has concerns about Mid-autumn season.

The impact of Feng Aimin's case in the capital is too great.

I usually see an honest person who not only supports Xiaosan, but also embezzles so much money. I heard that the cash found in Xiaosan's villa is full of two tables.

The downfall of Feng Aimin was a violent explosion for the Beijing circle.

He was the one who detonated the bomb himself.

Now, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him.

Ji Zhongqiu can be sure that as long as he moves a little bigger, he will definitely be targeted by those who want to.

Especially the Feng family.

They stayed in the capital for so long, why no one dared to report him before, even his deadly enemy He Shaojun could only turn a blind eye.

And his own appearance is undoubtedly the best scapegoat for He Shaojun and his like.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, I know what you are worried about, don't worry, they are too busy to take care of themselves now, how can they have time to take care of you as a little boy?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and Ji Zhongqiu suddenly felt relieved.

That's right, they don't even have time to protect themselves, how could they have the time to deal with themselves?
"Brother-in-law, when do you plan to leave?"

Wang Zhaoyang thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow we will buy a ticket to go back to Qingpu City. As for when we can arrive, we will contact you by phone."

Ji Zhongqiu hurriedly copied a nearby public phone number to him.

"Brother-in-law, this is the public phone number next door. When you get back, call to make sure you're safe."

Wang Zhaoyang took it over, put it close to him, and said to Mei Qiutang: "Old Mei, you have to queue up to buy tickets after breakfast tomorrow. I'll help them here for half a day, and I'll meet you in the afternoon."

"Okay, let's do this. I'll wait for you at the gate then."

Returning from the capital to Qingpu City, Wang Zhaoyang returned to the hotel non-stop, and told Ling Yue about the affairs of the capital, Ling Yue was also very surprised.

"Is the business in the capital really so easy?"

A small shop with a single front can sell more than 60 pieces of clothes a day, isn't that too exaggerated?

Based on an average of 40 yuan for a piece of clothing, they sold more than 400 yuan a day.

This business is much better than the three stores.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Look at what you said, what did I lie to you for?"

Wang Zhaoyang sighed, "I'm only worried about one thing now. We only have one light truck. If we open more branches over there, our goods will not be delivered at all."

Ling Yue said richly: "What's the big deal, buy another light truck and hire a driver to deliver goods to the capital."

(End of this chapter)