Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

"Boss Zhu, which song are you singing?"

"The price was agreed upon on the phone, but why did it change in our village? It's still so low!"

Zhu Sancai's face became very embarrassed: "Brother Dahuan, I don't want to do this either, but I just saw the silk in these villagers' homes, and the quality is really not up to standard!"

"It's because it's not easy for you to flatter me, so I want to show mercy and reluctantly accept it."

"Fuck your mother!" Immediately, some villagers retorted angrily, "My silk is as good as last year, so the quality is not up to standard?"

Zhu Sancai gave the other side a dissatisfied look.

"What's the rush, listen to me. Your silk has not changed, but now the market's requirements for silk have increased! This is the reason why it doesn't pass. I said last year that as the market's demand for silk quality increases High requirements, this small family workshop of yours won't last long!"

"You pay the market price for each bite, but your silk must meet the current market standard. Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to let me pay the market price?"

"Bah! You're just looking for an excuse to lower the price!"

"We misunderstood you. Last year you just wanted to grab the source of goods and drive away the profiteer before, so you closed the market price last year. This year, you are such a low price, you are also a dog profiteer!"

Zhu Sancai was unmoved.

Instead, he was triumphant, and when he was exposed, he simply tore his face and said, "I'll just ask you if you can sell it for this price?"

"Our silk merchants are all divided into regions. Last year, I made money in the world. That's my own ability. If you want to find other buyers this year, hehe, I can assure you that with me, you can't find them!"

"And with the storage conditions of your small workshop, it only takes two or three months, and the quality of the silk will drop a notch, let alone sell it!"

"You are shameless!"

"Bitch!"

Zhang Dahuan was also trembling with anger, these out-of-town businessmen didn't have a single good thing!

Zhu Sancai was overjoyed.

He also came over and pulled Zhang Dahuan aside to talk.

"Brother Dahuan, in fact, the price quoted on the phone was my price for your silk. As long as you put pressure on me and persuade the villagers to sell my silk at my price, I will increase the price by [-]% for your silk purchase price." !"

"You bastard!"

Zhang Dahuan, who was dedicated to serving the public, couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked Zhu Sancai to the ground with an old punch.

Zhu Sancai's head was buzzing.

It was a little dizzy, and I couldn't get up for a while.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qiu Lan quickly came over to help her. The Tuhao meal ticket she just found couldn't just happen like this.

As a result, she misjudged her strength and was careless.

As soon as Zhu Sancai was pulled halfway up, his high-heeled shoes sprained his feet, and he also fell on the gravel-paved ground.

However, she didn't care about Zhu Sancai who suffered the second time in the first place.

Instead, he hurriedly got up and looked at the cheongsam on his body.

After seeing a small scratch, his eyes immediately turned red: "You bastards, I want you to pay!"

"This dress is worth 1000 million yuan! You can't wear it if it has a hole! My brother Zhu just bought it for me, and I've only been wearing it for a long time! Brother Zhu, you must uphold justice for me! 55555555..."

Zhu Sancai originally wanted to say that the cheongsam is actually a high-quality imitation, so don't feel bad.

But all the villagers looked worried and frightened.

Immediately, the eyeballs rolled.

Bad water came out.

"That's right! You must pay! Zhang Dahuan, this skirt is 2000 million. If your village doesn't pay you, I will report to the police immediately and let you all go to jail!"

Zhang Dahuan also panicked.

He only knows that 100% silk cheongsam is very expensive, but 2000 million is impossible, right?And the little bitch on the ground, didn't he say 1000 million?
Qiu Lan also asked Zhu Sancai why the price doubled?
"I was afraid that you would not dare to wear it if you knew the real price, so I underreported it by half."

"Brother Zhu, you are so kind to me!"

Qiu Lan was moved and cried.

Zhu Sancai is full of ambition with his delicate body in his arms, not only can he use this to extort money, but also make the beauty return to his heart, so quick and wise, it is indeed me!
After comforting the little wife.

Zhu Sancai took out his mobile phone in a threatening way: "Zhang Dahuan, tell me how to solve this matter, otherwise I will really call the police! If you are here and these people will spend their lives in prison, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Zhang Dahuan is in chaos when he is concerned.

What does the little bitch have to do with him falling?But he beat Zhu Sancai, and Zhu Sancai took the lead. He completely fell into the opponent's rhythm.

This will all follow the other party's ideas.

He hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zhu Sancai's hand: "Boss Zhu, I have something to discuss. It's just that you want 2000 million yuan... Even if we sell the whole village, we can't afford it!"

Zhu Sancai was waiting for his words.

"Who wants your ruined village? How about this, for the sake of friendship in the past, use your future silk to compensate me."

"Not much, just pay for ten years!"

"Boss Zhu, you mean that we want our village to give you free labor for ten years?"

"What else? Now, while I'm still tolerant, sign the contract quickly. Otherwise, I'll get more and more angry when I think about it later, and I'll add another ten years of white labor!"

Zhang Dahuan shook his head again and again, unable to accept it.

"Boss Zhu, aren't you forcing us to death? Don't talk about ten years of white labor, one year is not enough! Our village lives on silk, without silk income, people will really starve to death!"

"Don't pretend to be pitiful with me! You don't want to pay, do you? If you don't pay, I'll call the police immediately!" Zhu Sancai didn't let go.

Look at the village chief.

Villagers with less knowledge have nothing to do.

Every household in their family raises silkworms from generation to generation. If someone does free labor, it will really kill them!
They couldn't figure out one more thing.

"It's obviously silk? How can it be turned into clothes, and it can be worth 1000 million?"

In fact, this kind of doubt.

They already have.

Now the transportation is convenient, and they have gone to the city to buy clothes.

They found that even those silk clothes from small brands that they had never heard of were expensive, at least [-] to [-]!
And they sell the net profit of silk that is enough to make more than a hundred pieces of clothes every year.

Less than ten thousand!
With such a small annual income, their village has always been poor, and there are not even a few houses in sight.

But the market price is still there every year, even if there are no profiteers, there is only so much profit.They have been wondering why the price has increased tenfold or even a hundredfold after a few processes?
Today, there are 2000 million silk cheongsams.

It is two thousand times more appalling!
Let them think.

I can't figure it out!
Du Heng had already come to the front and watched coldly. He also heard a villager in coarse cloth muttering to himself, very puzzled.

They don't understand.

Why are silk products so expensive?These silkworm farmers have no way out!
Xu Nianqing didn't understand either.

"Although there is added value of goods, the gap is too big, right?"

Du Heng was half sad and half sneering: "I entered the city yesterday and came back full of tears; those who are covered in silk are not silkworm farmers!"

Xu Nianqing was silent when he heard the words.

This poem is "Silkworm Woman" by Zhang Yu.

She understood, but it was inconvenient... Then she pulled Du Heng's clothes and said, "Husband, please help them, they are suffering too much!"

"Don't worry, everything will be fine with me!"

The two were talking.

Zhang Dahuan has a new move.