A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

"Trouble? No trouble. It's too late for me to be happy to see Lao Jiu is unlucky."

Lu Yuanbin didn't look impatient at all, but had an expression of watching the show.

If he didn't explain so much just now, how could he refute Lao Jiu's people after these people passed by?

He and Lao Jiu have been rivals for so many years, and they are well aware of each other's methods. Without countermeasures, Jiu Ye would not be able to sell facial soap so openly.

He killed three birds with one stone.

The first point is that there is a problem with the face soap, because the packaging is the same, and Lao Jiu will not admit it at that time, and even tempt these people to come to him to make trouble, even if he can find someone to prove that the face soap is not from him, but the other party has the heart to pour dirty water , can't be cleaned at all.

The second is to reap the benefits of being a fisherman. The face soap market has opened, and he sells it well here. Lao Jiu can fool most people by making the same packaging.

The third is his position. Because of the income from facial soap, Lao Jiu has many younger brothers under his command.

These three points, the benefits and subordinates are there, that is, there are people who blame the blame if something goes wrong, so it can be said that there are no omissions.

It's a pity that his sister-in-law has a better skill.

Lu Yuanbin sneered and directly arranged for someone to go to Lao Jiu to inquire about the situation. He just wanted to know how the other party would solve this matter.

After arranging everything, Lu Yuanbin left leisurely.

For the rest, just leave it to the little brother.

The black market in the east.

Lao Jiu's face was full of happiness and triumphant.

Recently, relying on the batch of face soap sent by Xu Wenwan, he has made a lot of money.

A piece of facial soap costs RMB [-], and the packaging is more than [-] cents, leaving a profit of more than [-] cents. Lao Jiu can earn [-] cents per dollar.

In just three days, he sold 50 yuan of facial soap here.

Xu Wenwan sent 100 yuan before, and he took some to give to the wives of several adults in the county. He knew that Lu Yuanbin relied on these facial soaps to please those few.

Moreover, the other party became Lu Yuanbin's regular customer.

Before that, he heard that Lu Yuanbin had released a face soap. The price was very expensive, it seemed to cost twenty or thirty. Those ladies liked it quite a bit. He wondered if Xu Wenwan could make that kind of shampoo.

Even if it sells for twenty, how can a piece of shampoo cost more than ten yuan!

Thinking of this, Master Jiu felt that his future life would definitely be beautiful.

He drank a cup of tea happily and decided to find someone to have fun tonight.

Since he was beaten up by Leng Yuan last time, he recuperated for more than half a month before recovering, and now he can finally walk normally.

This can move, immediately unwilling to be lonely.

Master Jiu was thinking about finding the widow, and couldn't help but think of Xu Wenwan's fair and tender face, and felt itchy.

If only I could sleep with that chick.

That face, that waist, that leg are simply stunning.

Master Jiu fantasized that he touched the opponent's waist, and when he was about to make the next move, he heard the younger brother's shout.

"Master Jiu, it's not good, there's something wrong with our face soap."

Master Jiu opened his eyes calmly, glanced at the anxious younger brother, and spoke impatiently.

"What's the rush? If something goes wrong, let them go to Lu Yuanbin's people and make Lu Yuanbin lose money."

When the younger brother heard this, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Master Jiu, no way! Those people said they bought it from us and clamored for us to give an explanation."

Jiu Ye sat up suddenly, his face was ugly.

He planned everything, the packaging was made according to the packaging style sold by Lu Yuanbin, and even the design and color were carved by him at a high price. That's not counting, the paint was mixed by him.

It's all so seamless! (end of this chapter)