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Chapter 67 Character Monthly Pass

Faced with Song Yuanchao's rebuke, Zhang Yong was not embarrassed at all.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I didn't say I wouldn't pay you."

Zhang Yong said with a smile: "To be honest, I really don't have enough money now. The three thousand volumes are calculated at the 3.65 yuan we negotiated, which is more than 10,000 yuan. Look at me, where can I get it now?"

So much money?”

"I can only give you 2,000 at most, but don't worry, I can give you the remaining money in a few days. You can know my Zhang Yong's character by asking around outside. I will never cheat on this."

you."

Song Yuanchao shook his head: "In business, what does what you said have to do with me? We are just doing business. Isn't it a natural thing to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand? It's not that I don't believe you, but business is never just about making money.

It’s a loss. If something goes wrong on your side, wouldn’t the risk be entirely borne by me? With so much money, I can’t afford to pay for it even if I sell my whole body!”

"You mean you don't believe me?"

"I didn't say that, I was just stating a fact." Song Yuanchao replied calmly.

"Song Yuanchao, do you know how long it has been since no one dared to talk to me like this?" Zhang Yong snorted coldly, staring at Song Yuanchao with cold eyes like poisonous snakes, and his originally delicate face suddenly turned ferocious.

"Oh, really?" Facing the aggressive Zhang Yong, Song Yuanchao showed no fear at all. On the contrary, his expression remained calm as usual: "What was wrong with what I just said? What would you do if it were you in my place?"

Song Yuanchao's rhetorical question made Zhang Yong stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually softened.

"Hahaha, what a good boy, Nong Lao Luan! It's a mold!"

Suddenly Zhang Yong smiled and gave Song Yuanchao a thumbs up. At this time, Song Yuanchao still didn't show any signs of success and was as calm as before.

"Can't we discuss it further?"

"What do you think?"

Zhang Yong was silent for a moment, sighed, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, threw it on the table and pushed it toward Song Yuanchao: "I really can't take out so much money now, so let's go, here are a few things

I’ll keep you here first, and then I’ll redeem it after it’s sold, do you think that’s okay?”

This is a very ordinary cloth bag, about the size of an adult's palm. It's hard to tell what's inside even though the mouth of the bag is tied.

At Zhang Yong's signal, Song Yuanchao picked up the bag and felt it sink as soon as he took it.

He opened the bag and poured out the contents. It turned out to be two large yellow croakers, a green bracelet and a pair of equally green earrings.

Seeing these, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yong in front of him.

"This is the dowry my grandparents gave my mother back then. My mother left it to me before she passed away. Don't worry, they are all real people. Although they are not worth much now, these are good things." Zhang Yong said calmly.

The origin of these things, but Song Yuanchao heard a hint of sadness in his words.

It is indeed a good thing, let alone the large yellow croaker, which is real gold and silver. One large yellow croaker weighs 312.5 grams, and two of them are 625 grams, which is a full pound and a half.

This is a genuine large yellow croaker before liberation. It still has the bank stamp of that year. The current price of gold is still at a low stage in China. The price of gold purchased by the state is 390 yuan/tael, which means that the price of two large yellow croakers

The value is about 4900 yuan.

But you must know that the domestic gold price is different from the international market price. According to Song Yuanchao's understanding, the gold price will begin to rise significantly next year, and then continue to increase at 500 yuan, 700 yuan, 800 yuan, 1,000 yuan... per tael.

rising.

Forget about the big yellow croaker, but the bracelet and a pair of earrings were extraordinary. Song Yuanchao was not an inexperienced person. He recognized it at a glance as a fine jadeite. Although he didn't know whether it reached the level of imperial green, Song Yuanchao estimated that it was the best jadeite.

It's almost the same. If these two things were kept for twenty or thirty years, they would fetch sky-high prices at auction with your eyes closed.

For a while, Song Yuanchao was a little tempted by these two things. Good things like this can't be bought with money. He even wanted to tell Zhang Yong to just put these two things at the highest value without any discussion.

To redeem or not.

But as soon as the thought came up, Song Yuanchao suppressed it again. A gentleman does something and something he doesn't do. Although Song Yuanchao is not a gentleman, he is not a villain either. He will not do things that take away others' favor.

, this moral bottom line still exists, not to mention that he has seen from Zhang Yong's words and expressions that these things are very important to him.

After thinking about it, Song Yuanchao separated the two large yellow croakers from the bracelets and earrings, leaving the large yellow croakers behind. He put the bracelets and earrings into the bag again and pushed them back to Zhang Yong.

"you……?"

"That's enough. You'd better take these two things back." Song Yuanchao said calmly.

Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Song Yuanchao would make such a move. He silently picked up the bag and put it into his pocket, with a sincere smile on his face for the first time.

"Thank you." Zhang Yong said. When he said these two words, he felt a little dazed. How many years has it been since he said these two words?

"When do you want it?" Song Yuanchao asked Zhang Yong directly.

"Of course the faster the better." Zhang Yong replied.

Song Yuanchao calculated the inventory in the factory and the quantity of undelivered goods, and said: "The day after tomorrow, I can give it to you at noon the day after tomorrow. Should you pick up the things yourself or...?"

"Give me an address and I'll pick it up myself. It will be convenient for you."

Song Yuanchao nodded, but then he asked Zhang Yong another question: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to sell it if you want so much at one time? I won't return it if it falls on my hands."

"If it can be sold, it can definitely be sold. I've asked about it a long time ago. This thing is selling very well in Shanghai these days, and the supply is simply outstripping the demand." Zhang Yong said confidently.

Frowning slightly, Song Yuanchao thought for a moment before reminding Zhang Yong that his market in Shanghai has basically been established. Not only Gu Jie and the others are looking for people to sell outside, but even major middle schools have already been contacted through the relationship with No. 2 Middle School.

Well, this is why the sales are booming now.

If Zhang Yong had the same idea as Song Yuanchao and relied on friends to sell these exercise materials, I'm afraid it would be a little difficult, and he might end up smashing the things in his hands. You have to know that there are not many days left before the college entrance examination.

, Song Yuanchao was originally planning to stop one month before the college entrance examination, but now there is not much time left for them.

After all, this exercise material is time-sensitive. Coupled with the review preparation before the college entrance examination, the timeliness is only a few days at most. Once the timeliness expires, you have to wait until next year, and no one knows what will happen next year.

How about it.

After being reminded by Song Yuanchao, Zhang Yong looked a little hesitant, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said to Song Yuanchao: "I won't hide it from you, I had no intention of selling in Shanghai."

"Not in Shanghai? Do you plan to go to other places to sell?" Song Yuanchao was slightly stunned and asked immediately.

"Haha, you are really smart." Zhang Yong nodded and said openly: "To tell you the truth, I have a relative who works in the Education Bureau of Hangzhou. He can help me sell things as soon as they arrive in Hangzhou."

This makes sense. Song Yuanchao had been wondering what sales channels Zhang Yong had. If it was just a small matter, it would be impossible for him and his few brothers to rely on so much information. He could only rely on what he said.

Only through such channels can it be sold.

In fact, Song Yuanchao also thought about not being limited to Shanghai and Hainan, but due to time constraints and other reasons, Song Yuanchao finally did not have the idea of ​​​​selling to other provinces and cities. In Song Yuanchao's view, this head soup is currently enough for him to consume based on the demand in Shanghai and Hainan.

, and no matter how big the market is, he doesn’t have so many manpower, and secondly, he can’t supply it.

"Okay, since you have no problem here, I have no problem here. I wish you fortune first!" Song Yuanchao stood up with a smile and extended his hand to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong also smiled and shook hands with Song Yuanchao. After the two agreed on the pick-up location at noon the day after tomorrow, Song Yuanchao sent Zhang Yong away.

"Yuanchao, are you okay?" Just as Zhang Yong left, Li Daqi appeared out of nowhere, and behind him Gu Jie also looked worried.

"It's okay, what can happen?" Song Yuanchao said with a relaxed expression.

"Isn't this kid Zhang Yong not being arrogant?" Li Daqi couldn't help but ask as he looked Song Yuanchao up and down.

"What are you talking about? I already said it was just business, not a fight." Song Yuanchao laughed and cursed, and at the same time said with emotion: "Not to mention, Zhang Yong is indeed a person."

"What? You have a crush on him? You don't plan to get him to join the gang, do you?"

Song Yuanchao shook his head and said nothing. Although he admired Zhang Yong, he had no intention of involving him in his gang. Zhang Yong was indeed a person. People like him would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Cooperating with each other is enough to make it work.
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