Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

After hearing this, Zhou Qi wanted to punch him twice on the spot.

It's easy to buy, but hard to sell.

You kid, you really know how to find loopholes!

"Gong Zheng has a good brain. Why didn't I think of that just collecting the cloth can save a lot of space and can pull more at a time." Cao Qinquan agreed.

Zhang Gongzheng heard this, held his head high and said proudly: "Now you know why I only buy raw cloth, you have to use your brain to do business."

Cao Qinquan nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Brother Qi, how about I return all the cotton and replace it with original color cloth? It should be fine..."

"stop!"

We can't let them say this anymore, it's getting more and more biased.

"I asked you to collect undyed cloth because it's your first time and dyeing cloth is difficult. Although there is a market for undyed cloth, the demand is limited. Think about it, who would want so much undyed cloth when there are already dyed cloth?" Zhou Qi explained.

"Ah?" Cao Qinquan got anxious when he heard it: "Brother Qi, you didn't tell me before that I paid for it. I paid for it and received the goods. The deal has been done, and I can't withdraw it now. You can't let me lose money!"

"Oh!" Zhou Qi sighed.

Cao Qinquan was completely panicked when he heard this: "Brother Qi, don't sigh, what do you mean, do you really not want this cloth? We are brothers, you can't cheat me like this!"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Qi waved his hands, patted Zhang Gongzheng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Even if I really lose, I won't let you suffer. Now you can rest assured!"

"Okay!" Zhang Gongzheng responded.

Oh, no!

"No, I mean..." Zhang Gongzheng reacted and forced a smile: "Brother Qi, you are so capable, how can you lose, right?"

Zhou Qi smiled and put his arm around his shoulders, saying, "Your business is my business, and my business is naturally your business, right?"

"Of course." Zhang Gongzheng blurted out, and then he wondered in his heart, didn't you make it clear about collecting the cloth? How did it become my responsibility?

"I knew you were loyal!" Zhou Qi patted his shoulder vigorously, "When I asked you to load the truck, I knew you wouldn't let me get tired alone."

The truck was found, but the driver didn't care about loading. It would cost a lot of money to hire people. If Zhang Gongzheng was brought in, his father would definitely send workers from the grain depot to help. Wouldn't that save money? Good resources should not be wasted.

Oh…shit!

Zhang Gongzheng suddenly realized that this was a trap.

Cao Qinquan on the side said: "Brother Qi, I will come and lend a hand when the time comes."

"That's great, we are all brothers!" Zhou Qi said happily.

"It's my duty. Brother Qi helps us make money, so this little thing is nothing." Cao Qinquan said with a simple smile.

After hearing this, Zhang Gong was about to refuse but couldn't even open his mouth. He had gone from being a cloth collector to a laborer. It was really not easy to make money!

Wait, that’s not right!

Cao Qinquan has a lot of goods, so it is reasonable for him to help.

I have little goods, so isn’t that a waste of work?

No, I have to collect more, otherwise I will lose a lot!

Zhou Qi never thought that asking Cao Qinquan for help in loading the goods would actually touch his nerves. This guy went straight to his father and made a big scene, and he managed to get another sum of money.

In one afternoon, he brought in two carts full of goods. This time, he was quite honest. All the goods were dyed cloth and cotton, without a single piece of original color.

Hearing that Ma Defu was also collecting cloth, Cao Qinquan himself stopped. In his words, this was to leave some soup for his brothers. Should we say he was stupid or too honest?

However, after thinking about it, Zhou Qi realized that these goods were all accounted for, and it would be inappropriate to collect too much, so he didn't say anything more. The existing goods alone were enough for him to make this trip.

What's more, there is the great god Ma Defu. The guy promised before, so it's really worth looking forward to the harvest.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, there was a knock on the door. Before I even reached the door, I could hear Ma Defu's distinctive shout.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Qi's eyes lit up instantly.

Half a car, all fresh goods, a total of five cars! This young master Ma is really extraordinary. It is not easy to get these cars these days. Five cars at a time, no need to guess, it must be his father who helped.

Otherwise, with Ma Defu's face, he wouldn't be able to move these cars around at the steel plant.

Look at the goods on the truck - cotton and dyed cloth. Look at our Master Ma, how well behaved he is! He said he wanted dyed cloth, but he really didn't bring any original color.

"Of course, Master Ma, this is very impressive!" Zhou Qi praised.

"Of course!" Ma Defu raised his head proudly. "How about this batch of goods? You count them and have someone take them to the warehouse when you're done."

"correct!"

"When do you plan to ship out this batch of goods?" After all, the earlier you ship the goods, the earlier you can earn money.

After receiving the goods, he had to pay a lot of money, so he naturally hoped to cash it in as soon as possible. Zhou Qi was so anxious that he was more anxious than anyone else.

After all, he had bought almost all of these treasures on credit. However, looking at the pile of goods, it was definitely worth the trip.

After roughly checking the numbers with Ma Defu, he first took these precious things to the grain warehouse. When it was time to go to work, Zhou Qi strolled to the telephone booth on the corner and called Zhang Wenhui. The other side said that it would take half a day to prepare, which was just right, so he could go to the dyeing workshop to pick up the cloth during this break.

The so-called preparation is actually to quietly dispatch a large truck to the scene. Even if you become the deputy director of the factory, some work still needs to be done quietly.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Qi got the car arranged by Zhang Wenhui. The driver was a middle-aged man named Liu Zimin, about fifty years old, with a simple and honest face. Zhou Qi felt that he was quite compatible with him at first sight.

When they arrived at the granary, Zhang Gongzheng and his companions had been looking forward to it for a long time. When they saw the truck, they were shocked!

A car from the cotton mill!

"This guy is having a big time!"

"This guy Zhou Qi actually got in touch with the cotton mill. This deal is not simple. No wonder he is so arrogant."

"Brother Qi has a good heart and is doing this purely for us!"

Seeing the car, especially the one from the cotton mill, made everyone feel more at ease. Not to mention them, even Zhang Gongzheng's father, when he saw that Zhou Qi got the car from the cotton mill, his eyes lit up, and he regretted it so much!

First reaction: regret! If I had known Zhou Qi had this ability, I shouldn't have stopped my son from collecting cotton fabrics. The more the better. Without saying anything, he quickly called for help to load the truck. His intention was obvious:

Flattery! I didn't participate this time, so I must seize the opportunity next time.

Jiang Jun was wandering to the entrance of the grain depot, wanting to see if there was any temporary work he could do. When he saw Zhou Qi busy, he thought about lending a hand. But just as he was about to step forward, he was attracted by the whispers coming from the telephone booth next to him.