After Black Lotus became a reborn person, he went completely crazy

Xia Ran thought from Meijuan's position and decided that she really had to do this. If she put all the money in her pocket, it would be like a time bomb that could explode at any time, unless she planned to resign. It seemed that she was dividing the profits, but in fact, there were risks involved.

What's more, if two or more people know about something, it is no longer a secret and will leak out sooner or later.

So he said, "Okay, you decide. After that, pick out three of the best blankets for yourself and leave. That will be my compensation."

"No, no, Sister Xia, the profit margins you offer are so large that I never dared to think about them before. If you give me more, I will feel guilty. I know exactly what I have done. This job can be done by anyone. Thank you for not abandoning me."

This is what she does. She should know how much commission they can get from their own store. There is a world of difference between them. One should be content.

Her father, as an old worker in a textile factory, only earns 116 yuan a month, which is not bad. Many people still earn 70.80 or yuan a month.

Even if she gave away half of the money, the remaining money would be enough for her father to live on for twenty years without eating or drinking.

This is the salary that was specially adjusted by the new policy issued in 1988. Otherwise, the salary would have been lower before, and of course, the price of goods would have been lower before.

August 1988 was a watershed for wages and prices, and prices and wages rose after that. But the rise in wages could never catch up with the rise in prices, causing money to become less and less valuable.

Xia Ran still persuaded: "Take it, pick the biggest and thickest one, take it home and spread it on the bed. It will be very warm at night. Otherwise, it will be too cold to sleep at night."

"Really, no need. I appreciate your kindness. I know you mean well, but Sister Xia, do you think other people's homes are as spacious as yours? My bed is less than one meter wide. I can't use it if I take it home. Ordinary people have tight housing conditions."

Meijuan also spoke very sincerely. She really had no place to use it if she took it home. The house was small and crowded, and it would be useless even for her. She couldn't sell Sister Xia's kindness, otherwise she would become a useless person.

"Sorry, I forgot about this. Meijuan, keep the money you earn in your own pocket, don't give it to others, and buy yourself a small house or yard to live in. Don't think it's too far, no matter how far it is, it's still home, just write your own name on it."

"Houses are so expensive. I can't afford one closer to here, and I can't live in one farther away. I don't think my family would agree."

Her family was relatively well-off, and her parents had allowed her to go to college, which was very generous of them. She had finally made some money, and the first thing she wanted to do was to improve her family's living conditions. She always felt that buying a house was a very distant thing for her.

"I can rent it out after I buy it. It would be a shame to waste the money."

Xia Ran could only remind him so much, and then he would just let things take their own course. He was afraid that if he suddenly became rich, there would be sequelae, and when he didn't have the ability to manage the money, it would be easy to be bitten back and bring disaster upon himself.

Suddenly, Old Peng came over and asked, "Did you go buy stocks again?"

Xia Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "Guess?"

"I guess you must have bought it, but it has increased a lot recently. It would have been better if you hadn't sold it before you went home last time. It has increased a lot recently."

Old Peng felt sorry for Xia Ran for a long time. If he had not sold it but kept it, he would have made a fortune now.

"It seems like you're quite interested. Did you buy it?"

Old Peng said cheerfully: "After watching for many days, I gritted my teeth and bought 5 shares. I didn't dare to buy more. Peng Bo is a bold man. He directly bought 10 shares. The price has risen a lot recently."

"Stocks? You and Peng Bo actually bought stocks? Aren't you afraid of losing money?" Meijuan looked surprised.

Lao Peng pointed at Xia Ran and said, "The big investors who bought stocks are here. She's not afraid, so why should we be afraid?"

"You are stupid, aren't you? You are still trying to compete with Sister Xia. What can you compare with Sister Xia? Sister Xia has the confidence to do this, but ordinary people like us can't do that."

"It's okay. I only bought 5 shares. I didn't buy much, but the price of one share increased by more than 20 yuan. I made about 200 yuan. Peng Bo has already made yuan. If he hadn't bought in late, he might have made more."

Did you make so much money? Meijuan looked at Xia Ran and asked, "Sister Xia, what do you think of the stock? Is it reliable?"

"I am optimistic about it now, but it is hard to say what will happen in the future. It will rise and fall, and both are normal. You need to have a good attitude when buying this. You can only play with your spare money and it should not affect your normal life. You must not borrow money to play, or you will get into trouble."

"I see. Let me think about it."

A man who was selecting a blanket nearby also chimed in, "You guys are also playing this game. My wife's company allocated a few shares to her, but unfortunately the market fluctuated too much, so I sold them out early for fear of losing money. I didn't expect it to continue to grow wildly in the second half of the year. I feel like I'm losing money if I buy more now, so I haven't made a move yet."

Xia Ran continued: "I've also heard that there was a period of time before when these stocks fell below 50 yuan, and the price of the 200-face value was even lower. Unfortunately, I didn't know about this thing at the time, so I didn't buy it. Now several stocks have risen to more than 300 yuan per share, and some are even over yuan."

"My wife went through the period you mentioned. She saw it kept falling and thought she would lose everything if it continued to fall, so she sold it quickly. But within ten days after she sold it, the price started to rise. I was not optimistic about it at the time, fearing that it was a flash in the pan, so I did not buy it. Who knew it would continue to rise so fast?"

“Stocks are like this…”

After the conversation, the man shifted his gaze from the expensive blanket to the cheapest one, picked up two and left.

Xia Ran and the others looked at each other and decided to stop talking about stocks. Otherwise, all these customers would downgrade their spending, which would be bad.

Meijuan now arranged for everyone to come out one by one to collect the commission. Everyone came out secretly, and finally went in quietly, with only one thought in their mind: they were going to get rich.

Xia Ran gave the commission of their director directly to Meijuan.

After paying the commission, Xia Ran took Peng Bo home to get the goods.

The two of them brought over 600 sheets this time, and Xia Ran estimated that it would be enough to get through today.

Just after half past three, Chen Shuai, Cheng Zi and others came with a group of customers.

After greeting each other, they started to look at the goods. There were some repeat customers or referrals from previous customers. They had already seen the quality, so when they came, they still didn't need Xia Ran to introduce them further and could directly choose the patterns.

It was another busy day, seeing off wave after wave of customers. Old Peng's arms could no longer support themselves, so he switched to Peng Bo, who took over the packing job.