Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

Chapter 7 This is called extremely clever!

“Congratulations on adding a new student to your family this year!”

"Please come home with the statue of Saint Confucius and bless your son Fei Jiande to be named on the gold medal list this year!"

Outside the door of a European-style villa.

Luo Hui held the pottery statue of Confucius with a bright smile and made a sales pitch to the fat man who came to open the door.

"what!"

The fat man touched his bald head and looked at him with a hint of surprise: "I've seen you before. Your surname is Luo, right?"

"Uncle Fei has a good memory. I am your classmate Fei Jiande. When I was in junior high school, I helped him with his homework at your home."

"Let me tell you, it looks strangely familiar."

"I also know that you attach great importance to Fei Jiande's results, so I invited Saint Kong over to you before the results come out. The Lotus Temple has been consecrated."

"Come on, come on, sit in the room!"

"My shoes are dirty and I'm afraid I'll dirty your carpet."

"Are you afraid? I also raise chickens. Is this guy also a classmate of yours? Invite us together. Invite us together. That little bastard in our family ran away a long time ago and is not at home."

Fat men are passionate.

He was also very respectful to the pottery statue of Confucius and did not dare to touch it with his own hands. He dragged the two of them into the big villa.

A large European-style villa, with European-style carpets and mahogany Chinese-style furniture, feels very classy.

"Ernie, bring some tea!"

"No, no, no, they young people like to drink Coke. Get two cans of Coke, and ask for them iced!"

"This kid, running around in the hot weather, his clothes are soaked."

Enter the door.

After Luo Hui and Luo Hui were settled, the fat man shouted at the nanny to do the work, and he was extremely enthusiastic.

"baby!"

After finishing the courtesy, the fat man sat across from Luo Hui with a serious face: "Son, the college entrance examination has just ended. You can think of this business and you have a good vision."

"You can think of me, I'm very happy."

"Not much money."

"Here's the errand fee I'll cover for you. Don't be too short."

"You are still young and it is easy to lose control if you take too much money."

"Uncle pays you for running errands, not to invite this god, but to make friends with your baby."

"It's good to go to college."

"It's good to join society."

"If my uncle is in trouble in the future, you can take care of our little bastard on my behalf."

"Don't let him go hungry."

What the hell!

Are all rich people so vigilant?
The large-scale rectification of small coal mines in Tongcheng will happen two years later, and no one knows now.

How did the fat man in front of me guess that?
Now that I guessed it.

Why do you go to jail honestly again?
It seems like he was sentenced to 15 years.

Luo Hui generously touched the red envelope that the fat man put in front of him.

very thick.

There are eight thousand without ten thousand.

"uncle!"

He didn't respond with his playful smile, and said with a serious face: "You are too caring, Fei Jiande doesn't need anyone to take care of him."

"he is very smart."

"Good eyesight, too."

"It's just that you don't quite understand what he did."

"I believe that his future achievements will definitely be higher than yours, so there is no need to worry about his future."

joke.

Fei Jiande's exams were not very good, but his ability to study machines was very abnormal.

Even though his family suffered tremendous changes, it did not stop him from graduating from a technical school, entering a military industrial enterprise, and becoming a pillar of the country.

"Don't make uncle happy!"

The fat man's eyes became more serious: "How can I have any future with this idiot who can't be beaten with three sticks?"

"Uncle, that's not what you said. Fei Jiande's talent is not in business, but in mechanics. It's normal not to talk much. If you don't want to delay his talent, you'd better not force him to do things he doesn't like. . Confucius said that students should be taught in accordance with their aptitude. You just want to make him your own so much that you think he is useless."

"Did I force him?"

"Why didn't you force me? He was going to apply for a technical school, and you had to pay for him to study abroad to study some bullshit finance. So, did he run away?"

"You're here to be a lobbyist for that little bastard, right?" "What's the benefit of going to a technical school? You're not going to work hard, and you'll be looked down upon wherever you go."

"What if he builds a big plane?"

"what?"

"The most cutting-edge fighter jets and transport aircraft are hand-built by the top skilled workers. His talent can be used in this regard."

"Son, you mean... my baby will have such a future in the future?"

"That depends on whether you support it or not."

"Support, support, must support!"

"Then you call him, he will come home soon!"

"Hahahaha, fight!"

"Goodbye uncle, I have to rush to my next home."

"I'll drive you!"

"Thank you, uncle. No, you'd better find your son home first."

"Then...you go slowly."

Time is money!
After being delayed for twenty minutes, Luo Hui's heart was bleeding.

Out of the villa area.

After turning the corner, he took out the red envelope and looked at it.

"Damn, you're so rich. Isn't this pile worth ten thousand?"

Ren Chengwen was so shocked that he was stunned, with laughter dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Eight thousand eight eight eight eight!"

Luo Hui quickly counted and reported the exact number: "It's worth the trip! The hard work of helping the father and son reconcile is enough for me to climb the stairs for several days."

"The next family is Liu Ying, who is also rich. Let me try it, please?"

Ren Chengwen was a little shy.

The temptation of money made him eager to try again.

We just chatted for a few words and got more than 8000 yuan.

It’s so easy to make money!
"Liu Ying's family!"

Luo Hui was very satisfied with his performance. He recalled the classmate's family background and slowly shook his head: "Her asking price can't be that high. 800 yuan will scare people to death. 50 yuan is enough."

"Family circumstances also have different levels."

"Like the Fei Jiande family, the fat man has seen a lot of money. As long as the amount of money is less than one hundred thousand or one million, it is not money to others."

"So, any red envelope you make is more than 8000."

"This kind of thing is rare, we can't force it."

"The Liu Ying family is different."

"Her father works in a state-owned enterprise and his income is higher than ours. It doesn't mean that the family is not short of money."

"If something worth 50 cents is sold for [-] yuan, it's already amazing."

"Don't have to look forward to Shu."

grandma's!
The 8000 yuan red envelope is because Uncle Fei recognizes the entrepreneurial spirit of young people in doing business, and it is not a bullshit business.

It's too cumbersome to explain.

It would be better to let Ren Chengwen continue to misunderstand.

Anyway, what I was waiting for was for him to proactively ask for door-to-door sales.

"I'm going to try it anyway!"

"Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, and I'll give you the remaining times to see how many orders you can close."

"We agreed that if we sell one for 50 yuan, I will get a commission of [-] yuan, and we are not allowed to change my mind!"

"Don't worry!"

"Then I'm really into it. I hope Liu Ying's mother will be easy to talk to."

"Let's work harder tonight. I'll accompany you to visit a few more places. If the results are good, you can run alone tomorrow and I'll take the others."

"You still want to hire someone?"

"Silly, we two are familiar with the students in our class, but not familiar with the family situations of college entrance examination candidates in other classes and other schools. Of course we have to hire them to go to the homes of our classmates."

"Fuck you, profiteer!"

"Wrong! This is called extremely clever!"

"Hey, look at me showing off my skills!"

"Don't be nervous. Remember to remind yourself before knocking on the door, don't be nervous."

"Well, I remember it. I'm not nervous, not at all."

(End of this chapter)