I pamper the little baby in 80

"Thank you, I don't smoke." Yuan Hongjun declined his cigarettes with a smile, his face was calm, and he still lied in a gentle manner: "We are just working for the boss, so we come here to sell."

Seeing Yuan Hongjun's appearance, the peddler was a little unwilling to give up, and licked his face with a smile and asked, "Dude, where did you get this batch of goods? How much did you buy? I think you sell well. I also want to sell it together."

The smile in Yuan Hongjun's eyes became stronger when he heard the words. In fact, being a retailer is not as good as being a dealer. If their supply of goods is stable in the future, it will be easier and more convenient for the people below to come up directly to batch the goods. After figuring out the joints, Yuan Hongjun's smile is more cordial.

Yuan Hongjun pretended to be a little tired, took advantage of the fact that there were not many people, tapped his legs, sat on the stone pier next to him, and told Xiao Fan'er in a mysterious manner, this big brother It is said that our boss bought the goods from Shanghai, and he has a very strong relationship there. We just run errands for him, but I heard that the price of Zhenliang shirts is more than 4 yuan, and ordinary cotton and linen sweaters should be cheaper. "

The hawker listened to the calculation in his mind, if a piece of clothes that was really cool, if the batch was more than 4 yuan, he could sell it for 6 yuan, and he could earn more than [-] piece of clothing every time he bought it. Don't worry about selling at all, the profit is not small.

"Brother, my younger brother's surname is Liu. I'm really interested in your clothes. I don't know when the brothers will come back next time. If you have enough goods, can you sell me a batch."

Yuan Hongjun raised his eyebrows. No matter what era he is, he never lacks the eyes of discovery. It seems that this small street vendor wants to be a second-hand dealer in the clothing business.

Although Yuan Hongjun's profit from the sale was smaller in this way, the advantage was that the quantity was large and convenient, and the sales channels were relatively stable.

After figuring out the stakes, Yuan Hongjun rubbed his hands in a pretense of embarrassment, and said, "I can't make the decision, why don't you tell me your home address, brother Liu, and tell the boss when I go back to Shanghai. Say, if the boss agrees, I'll send you a telegram."

The street vendor surnamed Liu was straightforward, his eyes were bright and bright, how could he not agree, he quickly borrowed a cigarette case, bought a pen from some small shop, and wrote down his own address in a hurry, with a flattering face I handed it to Yuan Hongjun, and was afraid that Yuan Hongjun would not be careful in spreading the word, so I went to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought two red sausages, and stuffed them to Yuan Hongjun: "Brother, you take what you eat, and do your best for my brother."

"Don't worry, I promise to tell our boss for you. As long as you keep your word, the goods should be fine."

After a busy day, it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and he was already hungry. Seeing the two fragrant sausages, he swallowed.

Yuan Hongjun didn't refuse, but he gave Fan Ze money to go to a nearby state-run restaurant to buy 20 pieces of sauced meat pancakes, and the four of them ate them together with the two red sausages.

A few people sat on the ground and ate hard. After a while, 20 pieces of sauced meat pancakes and two red sausages were eaten cleanly. Yuan Hongjun touched his stomach and felt that he was not full, so he asked Fan Ze to buy some steamed buns , Only then did I feel that my stomach was filled.

After all, this is not in his own home, the background is far away from home, and the surroundings are not very familiar, Yuan Hongjun dare not stay longer.

He simply put the stall up until the sky, and when it was almost dark, he packed up and went back to the hotel, sleeping with his eyes half open