80s: The Rough Villain's Beautiful Wife is Reborn

Chapter 82 Bringing Back a Huge Sum of Money
Shang Xiaojun brought back two super big bags this time.

It's the kind that one person can't handle it, and needs to hire a porter to deliver it to the car.

When he walked in, Du Juan wanted to ask, there was no idea what was in such a big bag.

At this time, the two packages had been placed in the room, so Du Juan opened them and took a look.

The first bag was full of clothes, including jackets, shirts, skirts, pants and high heels, everything you wanted.

Wow, he must have bought the goods from South City and is planning to set up a stall to sell clothes. There are so many of them.

Why do you have to bring it back yourself? Isn't it easier to check it in, and you can get more.

Du Juan was a little confused, and the colors of these clothes were a bit exaggerated. They were either red, purple or green. How could they be sold?

Shang Xiaojun's vision is still not very good.

Just as she was thinking this, Du Juan searched for another package of things that had been packed separately at the bottom.

When I opened it, I found it was the kind of underwear with rings that appeared in later generations.

Du Juan's eyes lit up.

This is great. This kind of underwear has only been introduced into the country for two years. The price is ridiculously expensive and it is not available at all in small cities like theirs.

If Shang Xiaojun could get cheap supplies and lower the price, he would definitely be able to sell it.

Of course, no matter how cheap this kind of thing is, there is a limit. Their small place has limited consumption capacity, so it probably won't work, and they have to go to the provincial capital.

Du Juan was holding a piece of underwear and examining it carefully when the door opened and Shang Xiaojun came in, wiping his hair.

Their eyes met and they were both stunned for a moment. Then Shang Xiaojun turned his head away and Du Juan quickly put the things in her hand into the bag.

It's inexplicably awkward.

Du Juan originally wanted to ask him how to sell these things, but now she felt embarrassed to talk to him.

Shang Xiaojun also felt a little uncomfortable. He checked the time and said, "Let's go to bed first."

"Oh."

Du Juan had already made the bed in advance, so all she had to do was crawl into it and lie down.

I really need to go to bed first. It’s probably four o’clock now, and it will be dawn soon.

Du Juan yawned. She didn't feel it because her brain was so excited before, but as soon as she touched the bed, sleepiness washed over her like a tide.

In a daze, Du Juan heard Shang Xiaojun ask, "Do you like it?"

what do you like?
Du Juan moved her mouth but no words came out and she fell into a deep sleep.

Shang Xiaojun waited for a while, but didn't hear a reply, so he stretched his neck to take a look.

Sleeps like a pig.

Really.

Shang Xiaojun threw away the towel and lay down.

The next day, both of them slept late.

Shang Xiaojun woke up first. He touched his watch and looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock.

It was late, but the two of them didn't sleep for long.

He stretched his neck to look at Du Juan on the other side, and seeing that she was still asleep, he did not disturb her. He quietly put on his clothes and went out.

Outside the door, Shang Rong was washing clothes in the yard. When she heard the noise, she turned around and said, "Breakfast is in the pot, go make it yourself. Xiaojuan isn't awake yet?"

Shang Rong could tell that the footsteps of her son and daughter-in-law were different.

Shang Xiaojun said "hmm".

Shang Rong smiled and said, "She waited for you most of last night, let her sleep."

Du Juan slept until after ten o'clock and was woken up by the crowing of a chicken from someone's house in the alley.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, and saw Shang Xiaojun sitting at the desk, reading the newspaper he had just bought today.

"What time is it?" Du Juan asked.

Shang Xiaojun: "It's still early, not even noon yet."

It was the same as saying nothing. Du Juan took out her watch from under her pillow and stared at it for a year, completely losing all desire to sleep.

It’s so late.

She fixed her hair and was about to get out of bed when she saw the bed full of clothes piled on top of her.

"What are you doing putting these clothes on the bed?"

Shang Xiaojun looked at her strangely, "Where else can we put it if not on the bed?"

Du Juan: "Aren't we going to sell them? Sort them into categories and we'll set up a stall outside the central shopping mall."

"Set up a street stall?"

Shang Xiaojun frowned, "Who said I was going to set up a street stall?"

Du Juan was a little confused. She pointed at the clothes on the bed and said, "There are so many. If you don't sell them, could it be that..." they were all bought for me?
Du Juan didn't dare to say it, this was too exaggerated.

And these colors are really...

Du Juan didn't know what to say.

She thought it would be better to sell it.

"Well, you bought it for me. But there are so many, it would be a waste if I couldn't wear them all. How about picking some to keep and selling some?"

Shang Xiaojun's face darkened. "You treat my kindness as fish liver and lungs. If you don't want it, forget it. I'll sell it for scrap."

Shang Xiaojun didn't even read the newspaper. He took the clothes and stuffed them into the big bag from yesterday.

Du Juan quickly grabbed him.

"What are you doing? Are you angry? If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. I'm just afraid that you'll spend money."

Even though it's ugly, it was bought with money, and Du Juan couldn't bear to waste it like this.

"Money, money, money. You think about money all the time. You are obsessed with money."

Shang Xiaojun sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Du Juan with dissatisfaction.

Du Juan sorted the clothes and skirts. "I'm thinking about our future. The store has just opened. Although it is making money, it has only been a month. And we already have competitors. It's hard to say what will happen in the future. We must save the money we have. I'm also thinking about investing in two more branches."

Shang Xiaojun has always given Du Juan the impression that he is extravagant, just like these clothes.

He wanted to say that one or two sets would be enough, but he had to buy more than ten sets and four pairs of shoes. Could she wear them all?
Saving money is for the future family. Shang Xiaojun's lips curled up when he heard this.

He looked at Du Juan with some pride and complacency, and said in a low voice with disdain: "Look at your achievements. Money is earned, not saved."

As he said this, he rummaged through the large cardboard box he had brought back, took out a black cloth bag from it, and threw it in front of Du Juan.

Du Juan: "What is this?"

Shang Xiaojun raised his head and said, "Just open it and you'll know." Then he sat on the chair, looking like he was waiting for praise.

Du Juan unzipped the cloth bag with some doubts, and was stunned for a moment.

"How come there is so much money?"

There are five bundles of the new 100-yuan bills that were just released last year.

This should be 11,000 bundles.

Fifty thousand yuan is a huge sum of money in this era.

Just one month.

No, less than a month. Excluding the time spent on the journey, it was only twenty days.

What did he do to get so much money?

Du Juan's face turned pale, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Where did you come from?"

Shang Xiaojun thought she was happy, after all, she cared so much about money.

So he smiled proudly and said, "What are you doing? Are you confused by your happiness?"

Du Juan turned her head and looked at him seriously, "I asked you where you are from?" She raised her voice unconsciously.

Seeing Du Juan's serious look, Shang Xiaojun's smile gradually faded. He laughed at himself and asked, "Why, are you afraid that the money is not clean?"

(End of this chapter)