Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 125 Psychological Warfare

"Brothers, brothers, stay, stay!"

Wan Yong was born as a hawker on the street. His family was not well off. He came out to make a living when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. He was called "walking ghost" in the local dialect. To this day, he can be regarded as an old man.

How could you just let go of a big deal that was delivered to your door?

He hurriedly ran forward, stopped Li Jiankun and the other three, and while spreading out Xingbao brand cigarettes, he greeted them back to the stall. He also specifically gave up his maza and stuffed it under Li Jiankun's butt without any reason.

"Brother, sit down for a while. We have something to discuss."

It was hard to refuse the hospitality. After Li Jiankun sat down, he asked: "Why, can Brother Ayong get more supplies?"

"It's necessary, Ding! Come on, brother, light it first."

Xiao Wang and Chen Yajun looked at each other and suddenly realized that they were engaging in a sexy operation.

You just squeaked, it was so sudden, you were not prepared at all...

Wan Yong squatted next to Li Jiankun and said with a smile: "To be honest, brother, I am quite special on this street. Many people buy goods from me. If you really want to talk about the styles of clothes, then I have a lot of them. Since the stalls are limited, I chose some that I thought were good to sell."

"Oh?"

Li Jiankun looked him up and down, smiled back, and said, "This way we can still talk. Not only do I need rich styles, but the quantity is also not small. Can you handle it?"

"Damn it, brother, what is the main business of our street? Wholesale. If we can't handle the volume, what else can we do?"

Li Jiankun smiled and said: "Is there a factory behind it?"

"Hey, brother understands people."

Wan Yong smiled brightly, but the other person's next words made his expression change drastically.

"Can I go take a look?"

"This! Brother, this is against the rules."

Wan Yong's eyes widened, already seeing some of the other party's ambitions.

What a joke!

The factory doesn't belong to him, and the factory's shipping price is naturally different from the price he pays for it. If he really wants to bring the merchants there, what does he have to do with it?

"Hey, it seems that Brother Ayong doesn't want to do the first round of business."

When it came to this, Li Jiankun didn't hide it and waved.

Wan Yong didn't know why, but he still got closer.

Li Jiankun also had a bag around his neck. It was the liberation bag given to him by Wang Shanhe. It was quite rare in rural areas, but in big cities it was quite inconspicuous and even a bit rustic.

He opened the cover of the bag and stretched out his hand to pull it.

"hiss!"

Wan Yong's pupils contracted and he took a deep breath.

It was full of money and tickets. Not to mention the tickets, as for the money, there were piles of them.

This liberation bag was hung on the other party's body, but he didn't seem to care much. Who would have thought that the bulging bags inside were actually filled with money.

The base price is seven to eight thousand!

These days, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the country who can spend seven or eight thousand!

Big big buyers!

Wan Yong suddenly became a little convinced. Who knows who the other party is? There really are 46 shops.

After letting him take a glance, Li Jiankun closed the bag with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Yes, no age is suitable for showing off wealth.

But when it’s time to show it, you have to show it.

There are risks, of course, and risks are often directly proportional to benefits.

When doing business, sometimes it's just a matter of fear.

"Brother is really a rich man!"

Wan Yong said sincerely.

Li Jiankun smiled and waved his hand. He had made it clear that the other party was not stupid. Give him some time to think.

"Brother, if you purchase in large quantities, I can keep the price to the lowest. If we can cooperate for a long time in the future, I will work for you to make ends meet."

Yes, compliment him for nothing.

Li Jiankun patted his butt and stood up, then walked away.

<divclass="contentadv">"Brother, you can't find a better place to buy goods than me on the whole street!"

Wan Yong shouted anxiously.

Several nearby stall owners were attracted to look at it, but no one dared to refute this and try to steal customers.

Li Jiankun stamped his feet slightly, turned his head and said to him, "You are the only one who has the goods on this street, can Thirteenth Bank not be as good as you?"

Thirteen lines, speaking of which, is a century-old business history.

To put it simply, it was the money bag of the Qing government in the old days. When foreigners came to the port to do business, they could only cooperate with the Thirteenth Bank. For a long time, more than half of the Qing Dynasty’s income came from the Thirteenth Bank.

Later, due to war factors, it was put into a fire.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was an additional Thirteenth Street on the old site of the Thirteenth Street. The surrounding clothing supporting supply chain was complete, and the business inheritance continued.

As far as clothing is concerned, it is the best in the country in this era.

For many years to come, it has always held the title of "the largest clothing wholesale market in the country".

There are more than ten streets in Gaudi Street.

As for Gaudi Street, next year, in 1980, the local government will give it a name, calling it "The City's No. [-] Industrial Products Market."

In short, the products sold are very complicated.

This is why Li Jiankun stopped at this stall and instructed Xiao Wang and Chen Yajun to only look at the clothes, regardless of himself.

Foreshadowing.

Wan Yong was shocked. This young man is really an expert. He blushed and said, "Brother, you may not be able to master the thirteen key lines."

These days, all the state-owned shops over there at Thirteenth Street.

His answer was...

"Ha ha."

It's a psychological battle.

Li Jiankun led Xiao Wang and Chen Yajun and walked forward without looking back.

Wan Yong was anxious inside, with an uncertain expression on his face.

Now he faced two choices and one possibility.

The two options are:

1. Go after him, keep this big customer, make a big deal worth seven or eight thousand, and provide the other party with supply channels.There is no hope for the future.

2. Let the other person leave.As a foreigner, it is very likely that he will not be able to play in the Thirteen Businesses, he will not be able to buy goods, and he will have to come back to find himself. He is the largest clothing wholesaler on Gaudi Street.Win a long-term major customer.

But there is also a possibility:

The other party found the source of goods in the [-]th line!

Don't say that there is no hope for the future, the big deal in front of you will be in vain.

'I can make a profit of seven to eight thousand from the business...hiss! '

As we all know, in the clothing business, the retail profit is at least [-]%. Even if it is wholesale, the first-level wholesaler will have at least [-] points in his hands. It depends on how the first-level wholesaler distributes it down.

But these days, there are probably no more wholesalers below the first-tier wholesalers.

The people who came to stock the goods were all second-rate dealers from various places, who then took them back and sold them themselves.

Wan Yong's hesitant heart trembled as he thought about the profit within reach.

The eyes are red.

"Brother, come back, come back!"

Hearing this, the corners of Li Jiankun's mouth curled up and he stopped. God knows, his heart was in his throat just now.

Going to the [-]th Bank to buy goods, he is just a little scumbag with no local connections?

That really corresponds to what Liao said on the train, and you won’t even get a hair out of it.

When he turned around, the smile at the corner of Li Jiankun's mouth had disappeared, and he looked reluctant.