Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

All at once? All cleared? Just with these flowers, plants and scraps of cloth?

"Well... cotton is not very valuable now. I heard that it is very difficult to sell cotton to the factory..." Zhou Changchun reminded.

He thought that Zhou Qi had just entered society and might not understand the inside story. He thought that the cotton mill needed cotton, and the farmers already had cotton, so he could just intervene and make a profit from the price difference. It was not that simple.

Zhou Qi smiled when he heard this, knowing that his father was worried, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I have no problem finding a place to sell this batch of cotton. I have a plan in mind."

Seeing Zhou Qi was so confident, Zhou Changchun didn't say anything more. After all, he didn't know much about this business. Moreover, he thought this was a good sign. Zhou Qi had never thought about doing business before.

Zhang Wenhui had given Zhou Qi a route map when they were at the factory. After knowing the specific route, Zhou Qi began to think about it. In addition, he was thinking about another matter. Not all the fabrics sent by Cao Qinquan were colored, and some of them were original colors.

It's OK to sell this raw cloth in bulk, but it's a headache to sell it piecemeal. After all, who would buy a bunch of white cloth to keep at home? But if you pay for it yourself and dye it, it will not only be easy to sell, but the price can also be doubled.

After all, it was the first time to ship goods, so naturally he would do whatever was convenient for him. After thinking for a while, Zhou Qi picked up a pen and paper and began to calculate.

Time passed quietly, and it was already late at night. Zhou Qi let out a long sigh and looked up. Zhou Changchun was sitting quietly beside him, looking at him kindly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qi asked with a puzzled look.

When their eyes met, Zhou Changchun quickly shook his head. This kind of Zhou Qi was too new to him. In his memory, he had never seen him frowning and thinking like this. That focused look didn't look like his gangster son at all.

Thinking of this, he was not only very relieved, he yawned and said, "Dad is going to sleep first."

"Oh, it's quite late!" Zhou Qi said as he stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

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Zhou Qi walked back to his little nest, looked at the piles of cotton and cloth, and wondered in his heart: It seems like something was missed?

I thought hard for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Come on, forget it. I've been busy all day and my brain is almost a mess. It's useless to try to remember something. It's better to conserve your energy and fight again tomorrow.

Zhou Qi fell into bed and fell asleep quickly. He slept so soundly that he woke up naturally at noon. When he opened his eyes, he saw cotton and cloth everywhere. The corners of his mouth raised involuntarily. In his eyes, these were real money, and he got it for free. He felt so happy.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead - he remembered that he had forgotten something important yesterday!

Warehouse! As the amount of goods increases, this little space is not enough. We have to find a place to store the goods quickly. Otherwise, when the goods arrive, we can’t handle them all. Wouldn’t that be a joke?

Zhou Qi walked out while thinking about it. The room was quiet. Zhou Changchun was nowhere to be found. On the dining table was an iron basin with a hot breakfast in it.

Zhou Qi sat down and started eating.

Just after breakfast, the doorbell rang.

Oh my god, could it be that Cao Qinquan has come to deliver cotton again?

Last night, Cao Qinquan said that he would deliver a few truckloads of goods today. If that were to happen, there would be nowhere to put them. But how could he take them back?

Feeling nervous, Zhou Qi went forward to open the door.

It really was someone delivering cotton, but the person who came was not Cao Qinquan.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Gongzheng approached with a playful smile and said, "Brother Qi, look how loyal I am. I delivered the goods to you at dawn... We are close friends, and we can definitely trust each other. Tell me, am I the first one?"

Zhou Qi glanced at the small tricycle behind him and felt very happy.

Hey, it’s not even a full car.

Zhou Qi smiled and put his arm around Zhang Gongzheng's shoulders: "Gongzheng, since you trust me, I naturally have nothing to say. Come, move the things into the house first."

"Okay!" Zhang Gongzheng responded, but he was not in a hurry to do anything. Instead, he smiled and said, "Brother Qi, I spent 135 yuan on this car. Do you want me to write a receipt or something? It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm afraid I'll get it mixed up later."

Zhou Qi chuckled when he heard this: "Forget about the receipt, just know the situation yourself. Don't waste time, move quickly, I have something urgent to do and need to go out."

After saying this, Zhou Qi walked into the yard holding a bundle of cloth.

Seeing this, Zhang Gongzheng didn't say anything more.

When the cotton was moved into Zhou Qi's room, he was stunned and pointed at the pile of goods and asked, "Brother Qi, did you collect all these?"

"No, it's Cao Qinquan's." Zhou Qi smiled and put his hand on Zhang Gongzheng's shoulder: "You are not the first one. Cao Qinquan brought a whole truck yesterday, and there will be several more today."

I go……

besides?

The pile in front of him was already several times larger than him.

Zhang Gongzheng rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother Qi, how much did Qinquan earn from this car?"

"About two thousand!" Zhou Qi said easily.

Zhang Gongzheng's eyes widened when he heard this: "What? More than 2,000?"

One car costs more than two thousand, and there are several more cars today, so the total cost must be tens of thousands!

He had done the math before, but he had never been involved in it. Now that he saw so many goods with his own eyes and heard about such high profits, he was drooling with envy.

"Don't be jealous. Their family has always been engaged in this business. It's easy to collect the materials if they have connections." Zhou Qi patted his shoulder. "In fact, your family is not bad either. Your father is a grain depot dispatcher and has a wide network of contacts. If he is willing to help, collecting cotton fabrics will be a piece of cake."

When Zhang Gongzheng mentioned this, his expression darkened: "The key is that when my father heard about this, he absolutely disagreed. I did all this behind his back."

"Brother Qi, it's not that I don't believe you, I really want to do it..."

Zhou Qi felt much better after hearing this and said with a smile: "Your father is also worried that you will be cheated, and he is doing this for your own good. It's normal. Don't quarrel with your father over this matter, it's not worth it."

At this point, Zhou Qi smiled again and said, "Although your father doesn't allow me to collect cotton fabrics, it should be okay to lend him some space, right?"

Zhang Gongzheng blinked: "Brother Qi, what do you mean by this? I don't understand."

"Look, I can't store it here any more, so I need to find a bigger place. The granary is big, and your dad is in charge of it, so it shouldn't be difficult to make some room..." Zhou Qi smiled and hugged him, "Well, you can discuss it with your dad now, and tell him that I want to pay 50 yuan a day in rent, and it won't take up much space, so as not to cause him any trouble."

"Fifty a day!" Zhang Gongzheng's eyes lit up instantly, like two small light bulbs. His father worked hard for a month to earn more than 300 yuan, and these 50 yuan a day were like pie in the sky, picked up for free.

Wouldn't it be nice to rent a comfortable home with this money? Is Zhou Qi a generous guy or a fool?