Siheyuan: Grumpy Street Slipper, Daughter-in-Law Fatty

Su Heping said:

"Teacher Yan, I don't mean to look down on you."

"But if you want to write something, you may really have no problem, but if you want to buy things and do business, that's not your strong point!"

"Xu Damao can make money, but it doesn't mean you can make money too."

Yan Bugui feels.

This is what Su Heping wants to evade.

Maybe it's because I feel that my relationship with him is not in place, so I deliberately shirk it!

Hastily said:

"Peace, we are old neighbors."

"I haven't had a blush with you before, so just give me a chance."

"Whether it wins or loses, it's all my business."

"What do you think?"

That's all for now.

Su Heping stopped persuading him.

Medicinal medicine does not die, and Buddha crosses people with predestined relationship.

Since Yan Bugui only wants to make money selling clothes, let him do it.

"That's fine, since you want to be the big boss."

"It's all from the neighbors."

"The wholesale price for you is the same as Xu Damao's. The wholesale price is 40 yuan for a set, and at least ten sets are the starting point. If you go to the factory to find Noble, just say I said it."

"Got it!"

Yan Bugui left happily.

Over the years, he has also saved some money, and he still has money for ten sets.

Riding a bicycle, Yan Bugui arrived at the garment factory and happily spent 400 yuan to get ten sets of denim clothes from the garment factory, ready to sell them on the street.

However, Yan Bugui always wanted to make money.

He simply forgot that he had never done such a publicity thing.

When he pushed the cart and took the jeans to the street, Yan Bugui was dumbfounded and didn't know how to operate it.

See people coming and going on the road.

Yan Bugui was dumbfounded.

selling?

He couldn't take this face off.

There are many small stalls on the side of the road doing business.

Next to it was the sound of selling in full swing, but Yan Bugui's ten sets of denim clothes were in the back seat pocket of the car, so he was embarrassed to take them out.

Hold for a long time.

I didn't even have the courage to sell it.

"Let's find someone less!"

On the street, people occasionally greeted Yan Bugui, and many of them were students he had taught.

In this way, Yan Bugui really couldn't embarrass himself.

Finally, find a remote place.

Just take out the jeans.

Someone came over with a curious face:

"Master, you are amazing. You can get denim clothes. Did you get them from a factory?"

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Hearing this, Yan Bugui was slightly proud:

"That is."

"I'm in the same yard as the garment factory owner."

Hearing that, the man rolled his eyes.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Master, how do you see this?"

"For your clothes, transfer all 35 yuan to me, and you will save the time of setting up a stall."

Yan Bugui listened.

He stared and said:

"Look at what you're talking about. According to what you said, I still lose five yuan!"

Hearing Yan Bugui's words, that person's eyes lit up.

To say that Yan Bugui is not suitable for business.

Just two sentences.

He hadn't noticed yet, but someone set him a wholesale price.

The man quickly apologized and said:

"Oh, boss, boss, why don't you worry, why don't you give me 42, you have a total of ten sets, you don't do anything, and you earn 20 yuan for nothing, how about it?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

In Yan Bugui's eyes.

My own clothes cost 55 for a set, and I don’t make much money, just like those in clothing stores.

Then I still have a profit of 150 yuan!

The man saw it.

Shaking his head and leaving.

But before leaving, he looked around.

Yan Bugui really thinks that the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

It's really a bit out of the way to find a place. You can see it from the street, but it's tens of meters away from meeting you!

In the final analysis, I still can't hold the face of intellectuals.

So Yan Bugui was a little worried.

at this time.

Two more young lads came.

When Yan Bugui saw it, a smile appeared on his face immediately. If you say that young people are more likely to buy denim clothes!

After all, on the street, most young people wear denim.

"Boy, do you want jeans?"

"It's from the original garment factory, look at the material and workmanship!"

When there are few people.

Yan Bugui can still speak vernacular.

The two young men looked at the jeans, and at the street not far away.

looked at each other.

He opened his mouth and said:

"How much are your clothes?"

Yan Bugui looked at it and felt that there was a door.

Hastily said:

"Just like a garment factory, thirty for a single piece, fifty for a set!"

Yan Bugui looked at the two young men expectantly.

But the two of them had no intention of paying.

One of the youths looked at Yan Bugui pretending to be puzzled, and said to the people around him:

"How did I hear that clothing factories are not allowed to wholesale!"

"I said, old man, you didn't steal these, did you?"

"possible!"

The person next to him nodded.

He also said sternly:

"I guess it was stolen."

"Didn't it just happen a few days ago that someone went to the factory in the middle of the night to steal something!"

"Although those people were arrested."

"But who knows, is there someone who went in to steal things without being found out? I don't think this person looks like a good person with his sly eyebrows."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, arrest him and send him to the police station."

The more Yan Bugui listened, the more flustered he became.

If you are doing well, you will become a thief.

Yan Bugui quickly said: