Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

More than half a meter of raw cloth was lying there alone. Looking at the raw cloth, Zhou Qi was so angry. If he hadn't promoted it, Zhang Gongzheng's truckload of raw cloth would have been a waste.

With a "swish", Zhou Qi tore the cloth into two pieces neatly, kept one piece for himself to wipe his sweat, and gave the other piece to Jiang Jun, and the two of them sat on the ground next to the car.

The market was still going on, and the truck couldn't move. The goods were gone, so it was a good time to sit down and rest.

As for the money he earned, it filled a large sack with all kinds of things. Zhou Qi had no idea how much it was, and now his hands were shaking from exhaustion, so he was too lazy to count it. However, looking at the empty truck, he finally felt relieved.

"This is really exciting!" Jiang Jun exclaimed.

After a long drive, a night curled up in the car, and six hours of continuous high-intensity labor, I was almost exhausted.

Zhou Qi smiled and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"It's a pleasure, but it's a little too much." Jiang Jun glanced at him and asked, "Will it be like this every time in the future?"

"This method is okay to try occasionally," Zhou Qi said.

After all, this skirting-the-edge approach is not a long-term solution. This time, relying on the name of the cotton mill, they successfully sold cloth and cotton, which was considered a loophole. But if they exploited too many loopholes, they would get into big trouble.

To put it nicely, this is an infringement of rights; to put it bluntly, it is a counterfeit and shoddy product.

With his first pot of gold in hand, he had plenty of choices. Why should he just sit there and stare at cotton cloth?

"It's these two..."

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by words.

At a glance, I saw a man in his forties in a suit and tie, followed by two big men who looked like bodyguards, walking towards this side from the bustling crowd.

This guy must be a well-known figure.

Seeing this, Jiang Jun leaned on the edge of the truck with his arms and stood up quickly.

Zhou Qi thought that someone was jealous and came to cause trouble, so he quickly grabbed the scissors and looked at the three people vigilantly.

There's a lot of money in the car, and the market is a mess. If someone steals it, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?

Seeing the two men's posture, the man in the suit paused, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions, I just want to discuss business. Who of you is in charge?"

Zhou Qi didn't say anything, but Jiang Jun's gaze involuntarily turned to Zhou Qi.

The man in the suit understood what he meant and knew that Zhou Qi was the leader, so he gave him a friendly smile and gestured to the side, saying, "Brother, can we talk in private?"

Zhou Qi hesitated for a moment, put down the scissors, and told Jiang Jun: "Watch the purse, I'll go talk to him."

"Well, go ahead." Jiang Jun responded softly, and added: "Call me if you need anything!"

Zhou Qi nodded, jumped out of the car and walked to the side.

Seeing Zhou Qi leave without looking back, Jiang Jun's expression became solemn and his eyes unconsciously swept towards the pile of money.

With so much money, Zhou Qi was not worried at all that he would keep it all for himself.

This kind of trust is heavy!

As early as when he was robbed on the road, he heard Zhou Qi say that it was not the driver's fault and that he was going to take the responsibility alone. He then decided that Zhou Qi was loyal and a friend worth making, so he decided to follow Zhou Qi.

Now, this trust has deepened.

Zhou Qi had no idea what Jiang Jun was thinking. He had already followed the man in the suit to the side and asked directly, "What's the deal?"

The man in the suit glanced at the truck and said with a faint smile: "Brother, this truck of yours is not from a formal channel, right?"

"That's right, so what?" Zhou Qi said frankly.

Now that the goods are almost all sold out, it doesn’t matter whether they are private goods or not.

Since the other party asked this, he must have known the answer. And since he came to me, he must have come for this purpose. There is no point in beating around the bush.

The man in the suit was a little surprised by Zhou Qi's straightforwardness. He smiled and nodded and said, "I'm Bai Jia from Bai's Cloth Shop. What's your name, brother?"

"Zhou Qi!"

"Brother Zhou, you are straightforward and I won't beat around the bush... How much more goods can you get?" Bai Jia said.

"How much quantity do you want?" Zhou Qi asked back.

Oh my, you have quite an appetite.

Bai Jia pondered for a moment and stretched out two fingers.

Zhou Qi glanced around and was secretly delighted, but his face remained calm: "You are a big boss in a cloth shop, is this all you need?"

"What I'm talking about is twice the amount of cargo in your truck!" Bai Jia explained.

"I thought you wanted two pieces of cloth!" Zhou Qi chuckled, "Boss Bai, you're not being straightforward. Just tell me how much you want."

Bai Jia was speechless for a moment. Oh boy, he was looked down upon.

"Well, you tell me how much you can get, and I'll eat as much as you have. Of course, the premise is that the price is right." Bai Jia came back to his senses.

"Boss Bai, you are so serious when you speak." Zhou Qi said with a smile, "Well, let's not talk about money first, let's just talk about this truckload of goods. I can get another ten truckloads. Can you afford it?"

Ten cars?

Bai Jia was stunned when he heard this.

The first thought was that I suspected Zhou Qi was just bragging.

In fact, Zhou Qi was testing Bai Jia's bottom line.

"Can we really get ten cars?" Bai Jia was skeptical.

"Nonsense, why else would I be talking to you about this?" Zhou Qi replied.

Bai Jia's eyes gradually changed, becoming more scrutinizing.

The cloth from the regular channels was in small quantities and expensive, with little profit. I heard that someone was selling a large amount of cotton and cloth, and I personally checked the quality. Although it was handmade, it was acceptable, so I came here immediately.

When I saw it was a car from the cotton mill, I understood what was going on.

That's exactly what he wants; private goods are cheap.

Bai Jia thought for a moment and asked, "Then I want four cars. What's the price?"

"Cotton is one dollar and five cents per pound, raw cloth is two dollars per meter, and dyed cloth is three dollars per meter." Zhou Qi quoted the price.

Bai Jia chuckled when he heard this: "Brother, are you kidding me? I want four truckloads of goods, and you only give me this price? They are private goods! And the quality varies. I..."

Zhou Qi interrupted him before he finished speaking, "At this price, if you don't buy it, there are many people vying for it. I can't give someone a price and then give you a lower price later. It has to be a fair deal. The man just went back to discuss it with the boss, so we have to wait a while. Otherwise... do you think you can still see me here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jia's face darkened slightly, and although the change was subtle, it did not escape Zhou Qi's eyes. Zhou Qi understood that he had made the right bet - the business world is like a battlefield, so how could there not be a few rivals to compete with?

Zhou Qi didn't hesitate and turned around to leave. His posture was very neat and swift.

"Hey, don't be anxious." Bai Jia quickly pulled Zhou Qi and said, "Brother Zhou, let's talk about it. You see, my demand is not small, can't you give me a little discount?"

Zhou Qi pointed to the truck full of goods behind him and said, "Look, this truck was cleared out in the blink of an eye. You should know the price I sell it at. I don't have to worry about not being able to sell it. I'm trying to save trouble, and it's because your brothers from the cloth shop came to me for help that I gave them the wholesale price. That's the price."