Super Unlimited Recharge System

Chapter 66

A few days later, a box truck carrying bean paste and tempeh came to Fucheng Wufeng Food Store. Wu Daquan and others moved the bean paste and tempeh in the truck into the store, and followed the truck back to Wufeng Village. .

"Li Qiang lit the firecrackers, and Xiao Li set off the advertisements," said store manager Zhou Rong.

"Yes." The two nodded, one lit the firecrackers, and the other turned on the tape recorder.

The sound of "Pap-pap-pap-pap." resounded all around, and blue smoke dispersed with the wind.

"Passing by, don't miss it. The authentic Wufeng Doubanjiang and Douchi are only five yuan a bottle!" The tape in the radio slowly turned, and Chen Yu's unique voice sounded over and over again.

"Is the Doubanjiang you bought last time Wufeng Doubanjiang?" a woman asked.

"Well, it's Wufeng Doubanjiang." The man next to the woman nodded.

"Let's go in and see if the Doubanjiang sold there is the same Doubanjiang you bought last time," the woman said.

"The bean paste last time was so delicious. If it is really Wufeng Doubanjiang, we will buy a few more bottles." The man said.

Hearing the advertisement on the radio, people who had eaten Wufeng Doubanjiang couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and rushed over from all directions.

"Can we have a taste?" one woman asked.

"Yes." Zhou Rong nodded.

The woman opened a bottle of bean paste, took a sip, and said with a smile on her face, "I want ten bottles."

"It's delicious. This is the taste. I want twenty bottles."

"A lot of relatives asked me to buy Wufeng Doubanjiang. The minimum order is two or three bottles, and the maximum order is ten bottles. After all, I need to buy at least one hundred bottles to be enough."

"This is a new product from Wufeng Food Factory, Wufeng brand fermented soybeans. It is the best choice for stir-frying and rice. You can try it."

"Douche is so delicious, give me ten bottles of tempeh, and give me ten bottles of bean paste."

Zhou Rong was busy collecting money. Li Qiang and Xiao Li picked up plastic bags one by one, filled them with more or less fermented soybean paste or bean paste, and handed them to each customer. In less than an hour, the bean paste and bean paste in the store There is only a small half of the tempeh left.

At this time, people who bought bean paste and tempeh not only crowded the store, but even stood outside the store in a large group.

"Sister Zhou, there are not enough bean paste and tempeh to sell." Xiao Li said.

"I'll make a call." Zhou Rong answered, picked up the landline on the counter, and called Wufeng Food Factory.

"I am the manager of Yongyao Supermarket. This is my business card. I want to talk to you about Wufeng Tempeh and Wufeng Doubanjiang being put on the shelves in Yongyao Supermarket." A middle-aged man with a big belly smiled and took out the A business card.

"Manager Kong, do we need to pay the listing fee?" Zhou Rong asked with a smile.

"Of course, your products are very good, so you can pay a little less on the shelves." Kong Senlin said confidently.

"Manager Kong, Wufeng bean paste and Wufeng fermented bean paste are only sold in Wufeng food stores." Zhou Rong said calmly.

"Our Yongyao supermarkets are located all over the southwest province. As long as your bean paste and tempeh are on the shelves in our supermarkets, the sales will easily increase by tens of thousands of times." Kong Senlin chuckled and said proudly.

"Buy it if you want to buy it, don't block it if you don't buy it." Seeing that the other party was chattering endlessly, wasting his time buying bean paste and tempeh, he immediately stretched out his hand and pushed the other party aside.

"I want [-] bottles of bean paste and [-] bottles of tempeh." A middle-aged man took out two hundred-yuan bills.

"Ten bottles of bean paste, ten bottles of tempeh." A college student took out 100 yuan.

It didn't take long for the remaining bean paste and tempeh to be sold out by everyone.

"Sorry, the bean paste and tempeh in the store are all sold out, and it will take more than two hours for the next car to deliver them from Fujishan County." Seeing the remaining hundreds of people, Zhou Rong said with an apologetic expression.

"Tengshan County? Could it be that Wufeng Food Factory is in Fujishan County?" A young man in a suit and leather shoes was thinking.

For the same thing, if you buy five yuan in Southwest Mansion, you may buy ten yuan, 15 yuan, or even 20 yuan in Shanghai or the capital city.

Several businessmen turned around and left at the same time, each took a few men and drove to Fujishan County.

Two hours later, Wu Daquan and others followed the box truck and brought more than 5000 bottles of bean paste and fermented soybean paste.

"I want twenty bottles of bean paste and twenty bottles of black bean sauce."

"I want one hundred bottles of bean paste and one hundred bottles of tempeh."

"Why do you buy so much?"

"I run a shop, buy some and sell them back, can't you?"

"So many people are still waiting to buy, how can you do this?"

"I have money, why can't I buy more?"

In less than half an hour, thousands of bottles of bean paste and tempeh were looted by everyone before they could be moved into the store.

"Brother Angus?" Zhou Rong asked incredulously.

"It's already four o'clock in the afternoon. We'll deliver the bean paste and tempeh tomorrow morning," Wu Daquan said.

"Okay then." Zhou Rong nodded, turned around and said, "I'm really sorry, it's only tomorrow morning."

Those who didn't buy bean paste and tempeh turned away with a sigh.

"Let's save the money." Zhou Rong said to Li Qiang and Xiao Li.

The three of them went to the Industrial Bank next door, and deposited all the money from selling bean paste and tempeh today into the account of Wufeng Food Factory.

"More than 6000 yuan, combined with bean paste and tempeh, we sold more than 1000 bottles today." Zhou Rong said.

"The fixed salary is 1000 yuan per month. If you sell a bottle of bean paste or tempeh, you will get a commission of [-] cents. That's more than [-] bottles. Isn't there a commission of more than [-] yuan today?" After Xiao Li calculated the accounts, He said with gleaming eyes.

"Basic salary of 60 yuan, 70 yuan per day in commission, and after a month, the two of us can get about [-] yuan. Sister Zhou's commission is [-] cents per bottle, and the commission alone is [-] yuan per day. "Li Qiang said.

"Will the boss see that our salary is too high and not give us so much commission?" Xiao Li worried.

"As long as you give me [-] a month, I'll be satisfied." Li Qiang said worrying about gains and losses.

"Don't worry. Although the boss is young, he is not a stingy person. He should not deduct our commission." Zhou Rong said duplicity. She is the manager of the store. In any case, her salary is definitely more than the other two.

As for taking money from the store?How many bottles of bean paste and fermented bean paste were sent, and the food factory has counted them. The price of fermented bean paste and fermented bean paste is five yuan a bottle. With this, how can they steal money?
The noodle shop is even better. The big boss will check on the card every now and then. The computers in the branch and the main store are connected to the Internet. Every day, the same amount of money will be added to the bank account as the customer charges the card.

As night fell, Chen Yu in the room, looking at the computer on the table, suddenly remembered about the hacker, cheered up, and tapped the keyboard with his fingers quickly. Two hours later, a security software was formed.

After installing security software on the computers in Fucheng, he checked the surveillance of each store and found nothing unusual. He breathed a sigh of relief, took a comfortable hot bath, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"There are no books at home. If you want to sell technical materials, you can disguise yourself as a genius."

"I don't know the money in the bank card, can I transfer it directly to the system?"

"If the money in the bank card can be transferred into the system, if the money suddenly disappears, will it be held accountable by the authorities?"

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