Back to the golden age

"Yanchao, let me go together."

After get off work, Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi walked together, and Li Daqi said worriedly on the way.

"Aren't they going to fight? Why are there so many people? Besides, isn't there Gu Jie?" Song Yuanchao said with a smile when he saw Li Daqi looking worried.

"Don't be careless, you don't know Zhang Yong, but I've heard of this kid. When he was in No. [-] Middle School, he fought very hard. A junior high school student dared to rush up to three high school students, and he did it badly. Xueliu was still yelling for life and death, trying to beat the other party away. This kid is not a good guy, if it really works, it would be better if there are more people."

"You also said that it was back then, how many years have passed, and today we were talking about business and not fighting, that's as exaggerated as you said."

Shaking his head, Li Daqi still insisted: "No, it's too risky for you alone, what if this kid doesn't pay attention to it? Well, I'll go there with you first, and wait outside when the time comes. Just rush in."

Song Yuanchao had no choice but to agree with a smile, and Li Daqi would not agree if he didn't agree, but he still told him not to make a move, let alone be aggressive, so as not to misunderstand.

After hearing Zhang Yong's name for a day, Song Yuanchao can be regarded as seeing someone now.

Contrary to what he imagined, Song Yuanchao originally thought that Zhang Yong was a tall, three-faced and five-thick man with a beard, similar to a fierce Zhang Fei, but after seeing the man, he found that Zhang Yong was completely different from what he imagined.

Zhang Yong is not tall, only 1.7 meters. He is two years older than Song Yuanchao. A polite student.

"You are Song Yuanchao?" Zhang Yong looked Song Yuanchao up and down, and when his eyes looked towards Song Yuanchao, Song Yuanchao felt the sharpness in his eyes.

"I am Song Yuanchao."

Zhang Yong suddenly smiled: "I wanted to meet you a while ago, friend, you are not an ordinary person."

"How to say?"

"To be able to fiddle with the business of clothes hangers, and to get out at the most suitable time, is this something that ordinary people can do?" Zhang Yong asked back.

Song Yuanchao also laughed immediately, and said to Zhang Yong: "I have heard a lot of legends about you today, and you are not an ordinary person."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid it's not a good word." Zhang Yong didn't shy away from this, and asked with a hearty smile.

Seeing Song Yuanchao nodded, Zhang Yong said with emotion: "This society is actually like this. Darwin's theory of evolution is clearly written, nothing more than eight words 'survival of the fittest, survival of the weak'. Sometimes you are not cruel, then what you face is It's not the fear of others but the bullying, don't you think?"

Song Yuanchao didn't expect Zhang Yong to talk about philosophy with him instead of being aggressive, which made Song Yuanchao very interested in Zhang Yong.

The descendants of Song Yuan Dynasty lived for nearly 70 years, met many people, and dealt with all kinds of people, but people like Zhang Yong are rare.

It seems that Zhang Yong has a secret that is not known to outsiders, or that his toughness and aggressiveness shown on the surface are just a cover-up, like wrapping a thick coat to cover up his real self .

"Gu Jie told me, how did you come up with the idea to do this?" Closer to home, Song Yuanchao asked bluntly.

"The clothes hanger business basically died shortly after you quit. Now my brothers and I are doing egg work. Although we can make some money, this job is not so easy to do. At best, it's just a way to pass the time." Zhang Yong So said.

Song Yuanchao nodded slightly in his heart. It is not impossible to collect eggs from farmers in the suburbs and then sell them in the vegetable market.

After all, things like eggs are fragile, and the current traffic is inconvenient. It is impossible for Zhang Yong and the others to travel between the city and the suburbs by car. The only option other than taking a car is to run around by bicycle.

Now, the large-scale farming of chickens and ducks in rural areas has not yet started, and the eggs are collected from farmers one by one, and each household can’t collect much, as many as ten or twenty, as few as seven or eight, A basket of hundreds of eggs requires running to more than a dozen households, and it is not every day.

Coupled with the long round-trip distance, if something happens and the egg breaks, you will lose everything. Besides, you can't make much money from an egg, and the profit in a day is really limited.

As Zhang Yong said, this job is not easy to do, and it’s okay to get some extra money to pass the time. If you want to expand this business, you have to wait patiently for a few years, when things like chickens, ducks and eggs become large-scale. , Only with a huge digital foundation as the premise can it have a future.

"Two days ago, I found out from my friend that you are currently reviewing materials for the college entrance examination. I found a set of materials you made and looked at them. The quality of the printed materials is good, and the content is also good. I heard that they are for sale. It's very hot, after thinking about it, I think this business is interesting, so I came here." Speaking of this, Zhang Yong couldn't help laughing, looking at Song Yuanchao with piercing eyes, waiting for his response.

"It's okay for you to do this." Song Yuanchao said generously: "Since you know about this, you should know that I don't refuse other people's participation, just like the friends who made clothes hangers together before, and the sales price of the single volume is uniform It’s 5 yuan, and the wholesale price here is 4 yuan, and I’ll always get the goods at this price, starting from ten volumes at a time, and dozens of volumes are fine if there are more.”

When Song Yuanchao said this, it wasn't that he didn't know Zhang Yong's request to Gu Jie, but he said it on purpose.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Yuanchao finished speaking, Zhang Yong shook his head: "The quantity is too small and the price is too high. Song Yuanchao, I want more goods, otherwise I wouldn't talk to you directly."

"How much do you want? How much can you have?" Song Yuanchao knew it well but asked deliberately.

"Let's start with [-] volumes for a single door, and more will be added later. Is this number large enough?"

"That's quite a lot." Facing Zhang Yong's eyes, Song Yuanchao looked very calm: "Can you sell so much?"

"Is it up to me to sell it?" Zhang Yong asked back.

Song Yuanchao thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, since you say so, I can't be stingy, how about this, I can give you things, and the price is easy to negotiate, the original wholesale price is 4 yuan, I will give you 3.8 yuan, and then I will give you [-] cents How about it?"

"3.8 yuan...?" Zhang Yong frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "The price is still higher, 3 yuan, 3 yuan a book."

Song Yuanchao laughed immediately: "3 yuan? Do you know how much this book costs? Since you have read the materials we made, you should understand that this paper, printing, and labor are not just hand-engraved with stencils. It can be made with a little ink. Let me tell you the truth, the cost of a book is 2.5 yuan, which does not include the cost to the No. 3.3 Middle School. These exercises are all provided by the No. 3.8 Middle School, so this transaction is white In addition to the cooperation with the No. 5 Middle School, the school has to share a large part. The cost to me will be close to 1.2 yuan. If I give you [-] yuan, it will only earn you [-] cents. You pay [-] yuan. The selling price is [-] yuan profit, which is much higher than mine.”

Song Yuanchao was talking nonsense with his eyes open, anyway, Zhang Yong had no way to find out how much his real profit was.Besides, what Song Yuanchao said is not unreasonable. The quality of these materials, from raw materials to printing to binding, is very good. At first glance, it is something from a regular factory, otherwise he would not have the confidence to sell it so expensive.

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes, as if pondering the authenticity of Song Yuanchao's words, he thought for a while and said: "3.5 yuan, I want a lot, and this is the first batch, how about making friends? "

"3.75 yuan, I really can't go any lower. If it's any lower, I'll be in vain, and my brothers have to eat." Song Yuanchao took a step back and said sincerely.

Then, the two bargained, you came and I went for a while, and then the final price was set at 3.65 yuan. After the price negotiation, Zhang Yong told Song Yuanchao that he could not afford so much money for a while, and hoped to pay part of it first. Deposit, and pay the balance after the sale.

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuanchao's expression darkened immediately, and he asked bluntly: "My friend, after tossing for a long time, are you kidding me? You don't pay for the goods? Do you think this is appropriate?"