Reborn 1980: Being pinched and pampered by a rough soldier

Chen Mo was slightly stunned, wondering why Meng Chun wanted this.

"My friend owns a disco and is worried about work attire." After Meng Chun explained, he looked at Chen Mo's face and said, "Boss Chen, if you have any translation work in the future, you can come to me. No matter how busy I am, I will come."

No matter how enthusiastic Chen Mo was before, Meng Chun never forgot that he was a businessman. The most important thing for a businessman is profit. He holds orders for so many big brands and does not rely on work clothes to make money at all.

This is not a matter of money. Meng Chun can only prescribe the right medicine. She is slightly worried about whether this can be done.

Chen Mo thought for a while, "Comrade Monica, the follow-up communication with foreign businessmen for this project depends on you. Can I not help you now?"

Today I will help you and tomorrow you will help me. Our compatriots just help each other. We will not mention the money. It is just money for a few pieces of fabric. After all, you have to help with the subsequent translation work. "

Sure enough, he was a businessman. Hearing this meant that he would let her translate for free next time. This was really the art of language. Meng Chun smiled and nodded. Neither of them suffered any loss.

There is no reason why Meng Chun should not agree.

"But." Chen Mo tapped the table with his fingers, his face a little worried.

"Recently, the inventory of off-stock clothing from several brands has filled up my warehouse, and there is a backlog in the warehouse. I have to find a way to sell these off-stock items. I can't get work clothes immediately. You make it.”

I'm a darling!

These tail goods are all big brands.

Meng Chun held his hand tightly, suppressed his excitement, and stood up suddenly, "I'll buy it! Boss Chen, you can sell it to me. I wonder if you will sell it by the catty or by the piece?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "In terms of items for sale, they are all sold with incomplete numbers and incomplete styles. If you want them, you can go to the warehouse and pick them out."

Although these tail goods have incomplete numbers, they can be sold for several times if you take them back, not to mention they are all well-known brands.

Meng Chun couldn't wait to follow Chen Mo to the warehouse in his factory. It was full of low-end clothing. Meng Chun felt like he was in heaven.

All the eyes see is money.

Chen Mo: "It's just a coincidence for you. In the past, these scraps were sold directly by the pound at low prices. However, the club has just been built recently and I am busy with other work, so these scraps have piled up. ."

Meng Chun also thought it was a coincidence that after working as a translator, she already had the work clothes and the goods she purchased. It really took no effort at all.

She knelt down and picked out a few pieces of clothing, all of which were of good quality and easy to sell.

Chen Mo called a girl in work clothes, "Every item here costs five yuan. This is the recorder. There is a dedicated staff member in charge. I still have to do the work at hand, so I'll leave first."

As a boss, Chen Mo was not willing to waste his time for such a small amount of money, so he left quickly after explaining himself.

Meng Chun immersed himself in picking for a long time. There were three big bags, each weighing one to two hundred kilograms. In total, it cost more than 500 yuan.

There are so many Meng Chun that no one person can take away.

She could only pay the deposit, put the clothes here first, and then go to the newsstand to call Xiao Haichao and ask him to come over and move the goods.

In the next few days, while Meng Chun was waiting for Xiao Haichao to come over, Chen Mo would call him over from time to time to help translate.

Sometimes Xu Baijiang was not there but his assistant was there, and sometimes Xu Baijiang was there. Every time Xu Baijiang was there, he had a cigar in his hand, but he never smoked it.

On this day, Xu Baijiang still held a cigar in his hand and sat quietly listening to the discussion between the two foreign businessmen.

It would be a big mistake to treat him as a background because of his silence.

Even though Xu Baijiang didn't speak, his aura was so strong that no one could ignore him. Every time he interrupted, he would hit the nail on the head.

When he was leaving after work, Meng Chun couldn't help but take another look at the cigar in his hand.

Xu Baijiang noticed it at this glance. A hint of joking flashed across Xu Baijiang's face, and he raised the cigar in his hand towards Meng Chun, "Curious? Smoking is not good for your health. It's just to look cool."

Meng Chun: "..."

She never expected that such words would come out of his mouth. Meng Chun had avoided communicating too much with Xu Baijiang these days.

Unexpectedly, this was the first sentence he spoke. Meng Chun was speechless.

Seeing Meng Chun's expression, Xu Baijiang took a long puff of his cigar, raised his eyes, and laughed with an evil spirit, "Chixian! You believe this, stupid! Of course it's a joke."

I'm hitting your lungs!

Meng Chun gritted his teeth and laughed perfunctorily, "This joke is really funny."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Stay away from this place.

The work clothes made in Chen Mo's factory were ready. Meng Chun left a phone number for Chen Mo. He informed her of the translation work two days in advance and she came over in advance.

After Meng Chun finished all this, he went to the Shenzhen Railway Station to pick up Xiao Haichao. Xiao Haichao had matured a lot after not seeing each other for a few days. As soon as he saw Meng Chun, he reported:

"Sister Meng, I have rented out the stall. Many people have come over to ask about it these days. Finally, I rented it to a stall selling braised pork and large intestines."

This matter was left to Xiao Haichao, and Meng Chun was very relieved, "You can decide this matter, and I will rest assured if I leave it to you."

Being treated by Sister Meng must have given her a sense of accomplishment. Xiao Haichao scratched his head in embarrassment.

Meng Chun took Xiao Haichao to the warehouse of Chen Mo Factory. After paying the balance, the two of them didn't even hire a porter this time. They borrowed a wheelbarrow from the factory and pushed it to the train. Check it back at the station.

Xiao Haichao, who had exerted all his strength these past few times, was exhausted.

But Meng Chun and Xiao Haichao were filled with excitement.

Meng Chun spoke to Chen Mo before leaving, and then returned to the capital with Xiao Haichao.

Xiao Haichao found a truck. After the two of them took the goods back, Meng Chun told Xiao Haichao to lock the door and hurried home.

When Meng Chun arrived at the courtyard, he had already thought of the reason. Unexpectedly, the Meng family was in a noisy situation, and Hao Hongmei was going crazy, throwing pots and bowls.

Cursing incessantly, Mrs. Meng remained silent at the side, making Hao Hongmei, the mother-in-law, very difficult to deal with.

Meng Chun was secretly shocked when he saw it, wondering what was going on. Even Meng Chengshan, who always cared about face, stood with a gloomy expression and did not stop the crazy Hao Hongmei.

"Hey! Meng Chun, you are back. Your family is going to be in trouble. Your sister-in-law is too courageous. Your sister-in-law gave Hongmei's job to her natal brother."

"If you ask me, Hongmei might as well give the job to Meng Chun from the beginning."

"No! It won't be like this anymore."