Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Early the next morning, the whole family got up early and got busy.

After seeing the money Wang Muzhi brought back last night, Wang Jiefang was completely relieved.

As long as his son takes the right path, he can do anything.

The whole family worked together and finished making the required lip balm and lipstick before eight o'clock, packed the boxes and placed them on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Muzhi, just do some small business. Don't speculate just because you have a few bad money. Be careful, I will break your legs!"

"Don't worry, dad, I know what's going on." Wang Muzhi agreed casually.

Seeing Wang Hongying pouting and feeling aggrieved, she must still want to follow him to the county seat.

"Okay Yingzi, don't be angry. During this period of time, you should stay with Enhui for my brother. Don't let anyone bully Enhui. After my brother gets married, he will take you to do business with him. You can go wherever you want!"

"Really?"

After hearing her brother's words, Wang Hongying had a smile on her face.

"Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years!"

Wang Muzhi stretched out his hand and teased her.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hongying said no, but her body honestly pulled the hook with him.

"How childish. Don't worry as I help you protect your sister-in-law. If any of those male educated youths bullies my sister-in-law again, I will break their legs!"

As expected, like father, like daughter, she talks to her father in the same tone.

After coaxing Wang Hongying, Wang Muzhi rode to the department store.

"Manager Qin, this is today's batch of goods. According to the agreement, I will supply it to you first."

Qin Hong opened it and casually checked it, then nodded slightly.

"Yes, everything is the same as before."

"That's right." Wang Muzhi specially picked out a few tubes of lipstick and handed them to Qin Hong. He smiled and said, "Manager Qin, this is the lipstick I made especially for you. This kind of red is especially suitable for female leaders in shopping malls like you. Is there any Interested in giving it a try?"

Qin Hong's eyes lit up, and she took it generously and started trying it.

No matter how strong her work ability is, she is still a woman at heart and has no resistance to lipstick. What's more, in that era, how had anyone heard of such a detailed classification of lipstick colors?

"Sister Qin, look at how well this bright red matches your temperament. It not only makes you more domineering and cool, but also makes your teeth whiter. If you pair it with a black windbreaker, you will definitely be in the world's trend. Front end."

Unknowingly, Wang Muzhi had changed his name, and Qin Hong didn't think there was anything wrong, and looked at the mirror happily to admire it.

Yes, this color really matches me.

Wang Muzhi is full of confidence in this.

He also had a lot of business dealings with Qin Hong in his previous life. Every time he met Qin Hong, she would always wear this kind of red lipstick, which was enough to show her love for this color. Now she would like it, and there would be no problem.

"Xiao Wang, you've made a good plan. Are you planning to let me give you free publicity for your lipstick?"

She is a strong businesswoman, and her vision and understanding are much higher than those of ordinary people. She cannot hide her thoughts from her.With an image like Qin Hong's, it's really not impossible for her to be the spokesperson in the future.

But he cannot speak too clearly. This is the language art of Chinese speaking.

Qin Hong made the point, and Wang Muzhi chuckled and shook his head.

"Sister Qin, where are you? I just want to give you a small gift. Please take care of me in the future."

"We are not that vulgar, we just want to express some gratitude, that's all."

Qin Hong looked at Wang Muzhi again and couldn't help but praise and sigh.

"Muzhi, sometimes I really admire you. You are so eloquent at a young age, but those farmers in the village are not as good as you... I like this lipstick, so I accepted it. I also want all the goods you brought. .”

"Thank you very much, Sister Qin."

Wang Muzhi was so happy that he sold 100 tubes of lip balm and 700 tubes of lipstick for a total of [-] yuan.

Throw away yesterday's deposit and collect 200 yuan.

"You still want to go to the textile factory?"

Qin Hong sent Wang Muzhi to the door, looked at the remaining things and asked in confusion.

"Of course, since I have made an agreement with you, I will give priority to supplying your department store. But I also agreed with the female workers in the textile factory that I will go there today, so naturally I can't break the agreement. Although I will make less money, how can the gentlemen keep talking? count?"

"gone."

Looking at Wang Muzhi walking away, Qin Hong looked appreciative.

This young man is extraordinary and will definitely become something great in the future. It would be great if my brother had someone as reliable as someone like him!Thinking of her unsatisfactory brother, she became extremely angry.

……

Come to the textile factory gate.

It was still a familiar place, and the familiar female workers swarmed up and surrounded Wang Muzhi.

"Quick, quick, this is the boss."

"His lipstick has already appeared in department stores, and it's more expensive than this."

"Hurry up and buy more, we might be gone one day."

"Boss, give me three tubes of lip balm and two tubes of lipstick!"

"Okay, please keep it and welcome back next time."

Collect money, deliver goods, everything goes smoothly.

In less than 10 minutes, the remaining goods were sold out, and 250 yuan was recorded.

Pushing the box and walking slowly on the way to the supply and marketing cooperative, the breeze blew in my face.

Wang Muzhi recalled that everything he had done these days was so full of faith and achievements. Compared with these days, although the life he lived in his previous life was extravagant, his life was like a walking corpse, which was meaningless.

But in this life, everything I do has purpose and meaning.

Family, love, friendship...

These things that I couldn't get in my previous life were finally firmly in my hands.

Wang Muzhi's eyes were firm, his steps were steady, and his heart was extremely at ease.

A sense of pride welled up spontaneously.

In this life, I, Wang Muzhi, want... Bang!

Before he could finish his ambition, Wang Muzhi bumped into someone at the corner.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I was walking. Are you okay?"

Wang Muzhi was really embarrassed, so he quickly helped the young man who was knocked down up. Just when he was about to say a few more nice words, the other party's face darkened, he pushed Wang Muzhi to stagger, stared and shouted angrily.

"Are you fucking blind? Can't you see people when you're walking?"

"How do you speak?"

Wang Muzhi was not happy either.

It was my fault for bumping into you. I should apologize when I should. Why did you do it anyway?

You really thought I was afraid of you!

"That's what I'm talking about. If you dare to talk back, be careful I'll slap you, you blind thing."

The young man cursed and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Wang Muzhi.

"Let go, do you hear me telling you to let go?"

Wang Muzhi ignored the "motherly" tone of the other person's words and looked at him carefully, especially the scar on his right face. A figure suddenly flashed in his mind, gradually overlapping with the young man in front of him, perfectly coincide.

It turned out to be him!

Wang Muzhi let go of his hand, moved closer with an apology, and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"Friends, it's best not to call your family these days, be careful of something happening."

The young man was stunned for a second, then jumped away with a "whoosh" like an electric shock. He quickly patted the place where Wang Muzhi had just touched him, curling his lips in disgust and frowning into a knot.

"Also, it's best not to hide some things in the soles of your shoes, so you don't get into trouble."

After saying this, Wang Muzhi didn't look back and left as if he was running away.

But as soon as he turned the corner, the young man's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He casually took out a cigarette and lit one for himself. He scanned the surrounding area with his peripheral vision to make sure that no one was watching him, then he leaned against the wall, recalling what he said just now, his brows knitted into a knot.

Who is this person?