Chapter 175

"Koizumi, tell me the truth too." Wang Juan lowered her voice. After listening to his long speech just now, she no longer had the slightest intention to treat him like a child. Do you want to do this business? To tell you the truth, I want to ask my brother to try it too."

Next to him, Zhao Decheng pricked up his ears, and his mind suddenly became lively. Oh, what Wang Juan said is interesting!

In Qiu Mingqing's heart, Feng Rui's voice suddenly sounded: "Just say you can do it, and tell that Zhao Decheng, he is watching!"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, and replied solemnly: "Why don't you do such an easy-to-make money business? Aunt Wang, to tell you the truth, I have made nearly a thousand yuan in the past few days, and I'm just lying down to make money."

Wang Juan exclaimed: "Oh, pay me half a year's salary!"

Zhao Decheng's small eyes lit up for a moment. After thinking for a while, he quietly ran outside.

Going around to the second floor, he mysteriously pulled out the salesperson's wife who worked in the women's clothing department: "Hey, how much money does our family still have?"

His wife rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, I have a way to make a fortune, take it all out! This time, our family can make a lot of money!"

Seeing Zhao Decheng's back disappear, Qiu Mingquan showed an embarrassed expression again: "Aunt Wang, I thought about it just now, and I should not buy it. This small business will really fall into the hands of the next wave." gone."

"Oh?" Wang Juan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little suspicious in her heart. This child, don't be afraid that she will come to compete too, right?

"Auntie, think about it. The Hero Gold Pen Factory has put so much effort into advertising, and the effect is surprisingly good, but why can't the supply keep up?"

Without waiting for Wang Juan to answer, he logically said: "Because they didn't expect the advertising effect to be so good in advance, and they didn't dare to expand the production line on a large scale. Now the agents all over the country are desperately rushing for goods, and their production lines will expand immediately, and the production capacity will increase." It’s definitely not an issue anymore.”

In fact, as far as Feng Rui knew, it was during this period that the Hero Golden Pen Factory fought a very good performance battle. Not only did the domestic sales blow out, but it also went abroad, and the foreign exchange earnings from exports increased year by year. Over 10 million US dollars of foreign exchange earned through export, exported to more than 60 countries!

In the following few years, this domestic pen brand has been sold on the same stage as Parker, Montblanc and other world-renowned pens on the stationery counters all over the world, creating the most glorious period in its history. Can't keep up?

Wang Juan listened blankly, looking at the clear and honest eyes of the child in front of her, she suddenly became excited.

Yes, such a great situation, considering the overwhelming advertisements, the leadership of this manufacturer is definitely not a mediocre person!

"Xiaoquan, thank you." She couldn't help feeling chills down her back.

These days, seeing Qiu Mingquan earn so much money smoothly and easily, she almost lost her head, and wanted to put all her eggs in one basket, and even borrow some money for a big one!

If it really rushed in, it would be strange if it didn't all fall into the hands!

Holding the final payment after the gold pen was completely out of his hands, Qiu Mingquan only felt his heart beating again.

In the big schoolbag, he stacked all the ten-yuan bills neatly together, and among the remaining loose notes, there were a lot of coins, which made the schoolbag heavy.

The 80 yuan he initially stole has turned into a terrifying 2,400 yuan after the 45% compound interest growth these days!

"It would be great if there were hundred-yuan bills. With so much money, more than twenty bills are enough." He sighed.

Feng Rui asked: "When do you think there are hundred dollar bills?"

Seeing Qiu Mingquan stunned, he proudly flaunted: "It's coming soon. In May 1988, that is, a few months later, it was the first time that the central bank issued hundred-yuan bills. At the beginning, many stores dared not accept them." , because I have never seen it before."

After the gold pen was shot, I went home early this day. As soon as he stepped into the house, Qiu Mingquan was taken aback.

In the compound, like the previous few times, the neighbors gathered together, with strange expressions, surrounding a person in the middle.

"Our Jieda Real Estate was appointed by the district! We will build this area for the well-being of everyone! Integrate industries and develop the economy. When the time comes, both sides of the Pegasus Road will be demolished!" A middle-aged man was facing the door with his back , the greasy feeling on the back of the head was abnormally obvious, and the saliva was flying in the mouth.

"A while ago, there were hooligans who wanted to buy land and houses in advance to fight against the government. Now, we will directly talk on behalf of the district, and we will never let the interests of the masses be damaged!"

A group of people in the compound looked at each other in blank dismay, and many of them were obviously moved.

"Mr. Zhou, it would be great for the public to come forward to take over the house." Aunt Wang was impatient and asked with a smile on her face, "Then...how much can I give? We don't want to live in this shanty town for the rest of our lives. If there is more, we are willing to move!"

This is the truth, if you come out from the district, it won't make the big guys suffer, right?

The man with a greasy face looked serious: "We have been notified that the district has drawn up a plan, and the price refers to the market price, and the unified price is 800 yuan per square meter!"

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

This price is much better than Wang Daquan's robbery, but it is still slightly lower than the market price. If it is really sold at this price, it is not even enough to buy the same house elsewhere.

Aunt Wang immediately became anxious, and stammered: "But Mr. Zhou, isn't it going to build a big house and a big factory here? The price of the land needs to be raised!"

She clearly remembered that Qiu Mingquan said that day that this house and land would be worth ten times and a hundred times in the future!

"Yes, yes, how can we pay according to the current market price? Mr. Zhou, you can tell the higher-ups to add more." The neighbors chattered, but their voices were not loud. People in this era, They also have sincere trust in the identity of the public family. This person said that it was a real estate company sent by the district, so they were naturally in awe.

"Why, you still want to make money from the public!" Mr. Zhou's expression turned ugly, and he was bored and vigilant for a while.

——It was this shantytown that not only beat away Wang Daquan who came to intimidate him, but even failed to set fire to it. Otherwise, there would be no need for them to come forward directly.

He looked around the crowd, deliberately exuding majesty, with a cold expression on his face: "This is about the overall planning of the big construction, and some personal greed cannot be tolerated. Whoever dares to take the lead in making trouble, don't blame the government for being rude!"

Liu Dongfeng remained silent all the time, and was about to speak when he heard this, but was suddenly pulled back by Liu Qinhua, and pinched hard.

Mr. Zhou looked at everyone's silent faces with satisfaction, and nodded: "Everyone is ready, hurry up and find a house to move..."

"Wait a minute." A clear and calm teenager's voice sounded.

Qiu Mingquan didn't know when he had already stood in front of him, looked at him intently, and showed a confused expression: "Uncle, you mean the public, but you, aren't you just from the real estate company? How can you represent the meaning of the above?" what?"

Mr. Zhou looked at the weird child, and was speechless for a while: "Go away, the adults are talking, and the children don't interrupt."

Qiu Mingquan stared at him with subtle inquiry in his eyes: "Wang Daquan brought someone here, and I injured him. He came to set the fire himself, and I accidentally burned him."

Mr. Zhou looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly remembered the news he had just received——Wang Daquan died suddenly in the hospital this morning!

Looking at the dark and calm eyes of the child in front of him, he didn't know why, he staggered back a step, reacting to his gaffe, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment.

He threw out a piece of paper with a "slap", and flashed it viciously in front of everyone: "See clearly, this is a document! The public has made a decision, and staff will arrange to sign the contract soon!"

Qiu Mingquan unceremoniously reached out to take the document, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

Behind him, several neighbors leaned over anxiously.

Qiu Mingquan held the document in front of his eyes. He whispered in his heart, "How is it?"

Feng Rui glanced through it very quickly, and with an idea in his mind, he couldn't help but sneered: "It's not in compliance. Just ask him what I said."

Qiu Mingquan had an idea in his mind, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is just a draft resolution in the district, not a red-headed document. Then, it is a real estate company that actually signed the agreement with the residents, right?..."

He said it lightly, but Mr. Zhou's heart suddenly jumped: This child is hitting the deadly spot!

This is not the opinion of the city at all, it was concocted by someone impromptu. In fact, they dare not even download the document. ... And the real handover is their new real estate company, and even his legal person is temporary.

"Yes, how is it?" He forced himself to be calm.

A sarcasm flashed across Qiu Mingquan's eyes, and he reached out and handed back the document: "Uncle, go back, let's think about it."

It wasn't until Mr. Zhou took his people away that he looked at everyone with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone, this person doesn't mean anything."

Liu Qinhua hesitated first: "This is what the district means."

Qiu Mingquan shook his head: "This matter still needs to be discussed, no matter who it is, it can't really talk to itself, right?"

He pulled his grandparents aside and smiled obediently: "I'm hungry, let's eat."

Deep in his consciousness, President Feng snorted coldly: "It's really audacious to dare to appoint a private real estate company to take over."

Orphans with low education and poor family background, no wonder they are still working on construction sites in their 30s and 40s, doing nothing.

In this world, there are always such people who are destined to live at the bottom, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Thinking of the dazed and gloomy face he saw before he died, even though he was ruthless in the past, facing such a child, President Feng couldn't help but soften his heart a little, and he had the mentality of a savior out of thin air.

——Well, since they are bound together by no other means, then in this life, he can always turn this person's tragic life into a shocking reversal, right?

In the field of vision shared with Qiu Mingquan is a toothpaste with a light green skin.

Feng Rui looked at it with interest, it was a Fangcao toothpaste that was squeezed to the bottom, and to him, it was decades ago.

At this time, it was a well-known state-owned toothpaste brand, and it was popular on department store shelves all over the country.

Feng Rui clearly remembered that at this time, the familiar slogans could be heard in the TV and radio advertisements: "Use fragrant grass every day, until old teeth are good", "Baby wakes up early, use fragrant grass every day".

"In a few years, Fangcao toothpaste will go downhill." He said casually.

"Ah? Really?" Qiu Mingquan spat toothpaste foam.

Feng Rui knew very well that this toothpaste ranked second in the national industry in the 1990s, and it was affiliated with Anhui Fangcao Daily Chemical. Later, in the late 1990s, major international daily chemical brands aggressively occupied the domestic market, and its decline was inevitable.

This is just a microcosm of the fate of many domestic brands in the past. In the early 21st century, a large number of domestic brands gradually lost in the brutal market competition, were merged, acquired, or went bankrupt silently.

"Oh, these simple business cases." Feng Rui didn't care.

Qiu Mingquan squeezed out the last bit of toothpaste, instead of throwing away the shriveled aluminum toothpaste tube, he opened a shoe box and put the toothpaste skin in it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Rui's sharp eyes saw several empty toothpaste skins neatly placed inside.

"Save it all up and sell it. Doesn't your family sell it?" Qiu Mingquan seemed more surprised than him, "It costs three cents a piece."

Feng Rui was really shocked by this.

Yes, the aluminum skin can be recycled! Three, three cents each? ...

Back in the house, the two old people had simply finished their meal, gave Qiu Mingquan a few worried words, and went out to pick up waste together.

Feng Rui seized this opportunity and said unhurriedly: "Now, I think we need a negotiation, let's talk about the conditions."

Qiu Mingquan was holding the salted duck egg, and was carefully picking out a little bit of oily egg yolk with chopsticks, he was taken aback when he heard this.

"what?"

"You don't always think that I am obliged to help you for free, do you?"

...

Qiu Mingquan stopped his chopsticks in confusion: "Huh?"

President Feng didn't let him go because of his low profile, but became more mean: "You came back from rebirth with a good card in your pocket, have you thought about how to play it? You don't seem to have any plans."

Qiu Mingquan was silent for a moment: "...I want to go to school."

In his previous life, because of the burden of his family, he dropped out of school early and entered the society. He had no education or qualifications, so that he spent his whole life in the most poverty-stricken life. The only way he could think of was to seize the opportunity, go to school hard, and use knowledge to change his life. destiny.