Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

After more than half a month of sales, the people in Compound No. 95 finally sold out all the televisions they had bought from the south last time.

"How is it, how is it? Uncle Three, how much money did we make this time?" As Liu Haizhong handed the last sum of money to the accountant Yan Bugui, he asked anxiously.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm just calculating it right now."

At this moment, Yan Bugui actually put out an abacus. This was a red sandalwood abacus passed down from Yan Bugui's ancestors. He usually kept it as a treasure. If he wasn't really happy today, he wouldn't take it out to calculate.

Yan Bugui's ancestors were once wealthy. It is said that his ancestors were scholars and some of them were officials.

A few years ago, there was a box of ancient books passed down in the family, many of which were unique. In Yan Bugui's words, the precious ones could be exchanged for a house in Beijing at that time. But because of the contents inside, they were all burned in the end. That day, Yan Bugui almost cried to death.

All I could hear was the red sandalwood abacus clacking up and down, accompanied by the sound of Yan Bugui flipping through the account books.

When the sound of the abacus beads stopped, everyone, like Liu Haizhong, couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? Uncle San, how much money did we make this time?"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. If you keep doing this, even if the Third Master speaks, you won't be able to hear him."

"Everyone be quiet for a moment and let Uncle Three tell us how much money we made this time." Finally, it was Xu Damao who spoke up and suppressed everyone.

When everyone was silent, Yan Bugui took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said, "Including the principal and interest, our total sales this time is RMB."

"After deducting the 4 yuan in capital, we made a profit of more than yuan this time."

This is also the first time they have ordered directly from the south. Unexpectedly, it is so profitable. It seems that the 30% profit estimate in advance is still a bit low. 4:9, this is almost close to 50% profit.

Of course, this does not include labor costs. As for the tax and customs, they don't even know about it. These profits are finally distributed according to how much everyone contributes to the 90,000 yuan. Of course, Xu Damao, the channel dealer, must first take a cut, and then the money will be distributed to everyone.

"Oh my god, so much money. My family invested more than 10,000 yuan this time. How much can I get?"

The speaker was Liu Guangfu, the third son of Liu Haizhong in the backyard. Of the more than 90,000 yuan of capital this time, Yi Zhonghai's family contributed the most, a full 15,000 yuan. The second-ranked family was Liu Haizhong's family.

As for Xu Damao and Yan Bugui, they have to rank behind.

As for Xu Damao, he has been so carefree in recent years that he really hasn't saved much money. Another reason is that he gets a 50% commission on the net profit, and he thinks that he is using everyone's money to do things for himself, so it doesn't matter how much.

According to the previous practice, I would take half of the profits. This time, I would be able to get 2 yuan at least.

However, what he didn't expect was that Yan Bugui didn't want to follow his script this time. At this moment, he first returned the capital to everyone, and after confirming that everything was correct, he distributed the 4 yuan profit according to the proportion.

There was no mention of Xu Damao's 20,000 yuan commission.

The reason why Yan Bugui was so tough was that on the day of receiving the goods, a few old guys from his family pestered Xu Damao and asked a few young men from his family to contact the drivers who delivered the TVs privately and get their phone numbers.

In the past few days, Yan Bugui and his friends tried to contact Xu Damao by phone and confirmed that everything was correct. They thought they had the channel under their control and wanted to kick Xu Damao out and work on their own. They did not even plan to give Xu Damao 50% of the profit this time.

According to what they had agreed beforehand, the 4 yuan will be distributed in proportion to the amount of capital shared. This matter was discussed privately by the three uncles of the original courtyard house without informing everyone. However, without Xu Damao's 50% commission, everyone, every household can get twice the profit, and I believe that no one will disagree.

As for Xu Damao, he was also being pulled by Liu Haizhong to sit at the table nearby, drinking tea and eating melon seeds.

Xu Damao was so smart! He watched the people in front of Yan Bugui's table leave little by little, and gradually realized that something was wrong. He shook off the fat man in Liu Haizhong who was not very flexible, and walked towards Yan Bugui's table.

However, it was still a step too late. At this moment, every household has received their share of the principal plus interest.

At this moment, there were only 7500 yuan left on the table, of which 5000 yuan was Xu Damao's capital and 2500 yuan was the profit allocated to Xu Damao.

"Hey, Damao is here!"

"Come here, take this 7500 yuan. 5000 yuan is your capital, and the extra money is your profit this time."

"Originally, based on your 5000 yuan capital, you wouldn't get 2500 yuan. However, since you helped us make money, the extra money will be given to you by everyone."

Xu Damao was also so angry that he laughed when he heard this. Of the 2500 yuan that Master Mao had, only this much is left now? You even said that I can't get yuan.

I feel like I've been busy these days, treating people to dinner and calling people in the south. Am I working for you old guys?

OK, you guys want to play like this, right? We'll see, there's still a lot of time to come.

The world is bustling with people because of profit. The world is bustling with people because of profit. This sentence is fully reflected in Xu Damao and his group at this moment.

When Xu Damao got home, he closed the door and drank alone. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. No, except for Shazhu, when has Master Mao ever suffered such a big loss?

As Xu Damao drank, he got drunk. In a daze, he felt that someone had lifted him up and moved him to an unknown place.

When he woke up the next day, Xu Damao found himself lying peacefully on the kang in his room, only wearing his underwear. The stove in the room was ignited by someone unknown, and the door was left a crack open to prevent him from getting gas poisoning at night and never waking up again.

In fact, there is no need to worry about the airtightness of the courtyard room at this moment.