Reborn and kicked out of the house, tricking the school beauty into setting up a stall

Chen Changliu and Du Zhiqiu were heading to Fulan Street. The motorcycle was given to Pang Wei. His stall was a bit far from the warehouse. Chen Changliu was pushing a tricycle that Zhao Lin got from someone unknown. Du Zhiqiu was walking next to him. People were talking and laughing.

This strange combination became the object of contempt for passers-by. Everyone had only one thought in their minds, a flower stuck in cow dung.

Such a beautiful girl actually got the better of a poor guy riding a tricycle.

"Chen Changliu, how many people do you think can persevere?"

"I don't know, but I know that only by hard work can you gain something, and only by improving can you get deeper."

Du Zhiqiu became confused again. Is there any connection between giving and elevation, elevation and depth?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is it another dirty word? Every time you say something wrong, you must have something bad to say!"

"No, really not, it's just the literal meaning. Maybe I remembered the last sentence incorrectly. After all, my academic performance is not good."

"Really!" Du Zhiqiu was dubious.

Chen Changliu said seriously: "Of course it's true."

"But why are the corners of your mouth twitching? Hum, I know it's not a good thing!"

As she spoke, she started to get started and patted Chen Changliu's arm. Du Zhiqiu didn't know why, but she always liked to get started when she was with Chen Changliu.

She was less and less able to hide her arrogance in front of Chen Changliu. No, she should be the lively and cheerful side. The quiet side in school was much less.

The two people's fight looked like a couple to outsiders, and this scene was also seen by Chen Changsheng and Zheng Qiang who wanted to meet Du Zhiqiu by chance, and their eyes almost burst into flames.

"Damn it, what kind of relationship do they have? I've never seen Du Zhiqiu be so close to any man before?"

Chen Changsheng was about to explode. He and Zheng Qiang were in the same class as Du Zhiqiu. It could be said that they should be first served. Their grades were also good, and they always wanted to show off in front of Du Zhiqiu.

But they knew that they had a very distant relationship with Du Zhiqiu, and they also applied for the National University of Science and Technology in the college entrance examination because of Du Zhiqiu.

But now, they felt a strong sense of crisis. After all, this side of Du Zhiqiu had never appeared in contact with them.

"Let's follow and see where they set up their stall!"

"Okay, let's go!"

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Everything went so smoothly, business was good, and Chen Changliu and the two cooperated tacitly. They made money while talking and laughing throughout the night.

They were in a good mood, but Chen Changsheng and Zheng Qiang, who were hiding and peeking from a distance, were in the opposite mood. Their jealous anger never subsided.

Because even Du Zhiqiu would open the bottle cap for Chen Changliu when he helped him get mineral water, and Du Zhiqiu took the initiative to pass tissues to Chen Changliu, etc., which were not acceptable to them.

If it continues like this, who knows when it will become a proactive act of giving water and actively helping to wipe away sweat.

Chen Changliu and the others ended today's work in a happy mood, while Chen Changsheng and Zheng Qiang saw Du Zhiqiu being sent home, and after agreeing on a time, they went back to their homes exhausted.

At 10 o'clock the next morning, all 26 students arrived. They were divided into 15 groups in total. Some people like to work alone, while others like to form a team to be brave. Chen Changliu has no hard requirements, as long as the sales volume reaches the target.

After two hours of busy work, 5,000 pieces of clothing were finally collected for them at once. After signing, everyone left with the clothes they received.

Watching his classmates being dragged away in large and small bags on bicycles, Chen Changliu could already see that they would come back with stacks of banknotes.

Overnight, no matter whether it was day or night, many people wearing school uniforms appeared on the streets of Guangnan City selling clothes at street stalls, all under the guise of helping clothing factories clean up their inventory.

The clothes are very cheap, costing 15 yuan a piece, and pants costing 18 yuan each. Hundreds of pieces of clothes piled there are really like a clearance sale, attracting the attention of many people.

The bold ones will start shouting when they see pedestrians passing by, but there are also the timid ones who will not say a word when no one asks, and will only respond restrainedly when asked. However, there are still relatively few such people.

Every night they would summarize the sales volume to Chen Changliu so that Sister Li could adjust the goods in time.

When the first day's summary came out, except for Chen Changliu, everyone else was not calm. There were 1,165 items.

"This money is so profitable. I made nearly 10,000 yuan a day. Oh my god, I couldn't even think about it before!"

"Yeah, I can already imagine what my dad's expression will be like when I take a photo of my tuition fees in front of him, hahaha."

"Tch, according to what the gangster said, your situation has become smaller. Even without this group of classmates, we can earn enough tuition by selling it ourselves. Hey, originally we wanted to help the gangster, but now it is he who takes us flying, doing I’m so embarrassed.”

Chen Changliu saw all this and said with a carefree smile: "Let's go eat seafood today to celebrate!"

In the next two days, sales increased steadily, and Chen Changliu had asked Sister Li to transfer the goods tomorrow.

Sure, there's good momentum, but there's also fuck-up.

"Rogue, there are a total of 3 people who have proposed to quit tomorrow. They are all the ones with the best sales performance. As far as I know, they are planning to go it alone, white-eyed wolf, hum!"

Zhao Lin angrily reported to Chen Changliu that another person had quit. Now he is responsible for the follow-up task in the team, so he knew it immediately.

Chen Changliu patted his shoulder, asked him to sit down, and handed him a bottle of mineral water, while others also looked at him.

"Crocodile, there's nothing to be angry about. Anyway, we will have more than a dozen people joining us tomorrow.

And they think this business is too simple. They think that they sell well and can make more money by buying and selling by themselves. I don't deny this, but they haven't thought about objective factors.

You should know that we set up stalls these nights. The stalls we set up are completely different from those in stores. If there are fewer clothes on the table at the back, it will be difficult to sell. It can be said that there must be a certain backlog of stalls.

If they buy too little, it will be difficult to sell. Do you really think that you can sell 30 pieces if you buy 30 pieces?

Besides, their purchase price is not as low as ours, and their competitiveness is not that strong.

And their good sales ability is one aspect, but in fact they ignore our scale effect. Hundreds of clothes are piled there, and the price is cheap, giving people the feeling that the manufacturer is clearing out the warehouse.

So, don't be angry with them. We are just in a cooperative relationship with them. They don't owe us anything. There is no such thing as an ungrateful person. It's better to part ways in peace!"

After Chen Changliu's explanation and guidance, the other people finally looked at this matter with a peaceful attitude.