"Hey, Boss Guan, don't worry, all these things are included in me."

"That's OK. But we're ugly, computer headphones and cameras must be useful. Don't turn on the phone today, and the camera will break tomorrow, so I'll have to return the product."

"Don't worry. We make money, but we will never cheat you on purpose. Besides, it's not a one-time deal. We will cooperate in the future, don't you think so?"

"Then let's decide. The tables and chairs are good sizes when I go back. I will send them to you in the evening. You will be there in the next two days. OK?"

"Okay, OK, Boss Guan, please walk slowly."

"Boss Wang stay. When I look back and come to my place, I will treat you to a meal."

“Haha, no problem~”

Watching Guan Qiu's motorcycle disappear on the cement road at the entrance of the alley, Boss Wang Xincheng slapped his thigh excitedly, "This business is done!"

In the yard, Wang Xincheng's wife, a dark-skinned woman came over and smiled and said, "Look at how happy you are, what's the matter?"

Wang Xincheng was about to tell his wife about this good news, but when he heard his wife ask, he immediately said proudly: "Tell you good news, you can earn 18,000 yuan in a month."

"What, you're making 18,000 yuan in vain? You're not confused? Can you still lose money in this world?"

"Hahaha, I know you don't believe it." Wang Xincheng was even more proud and hugged his wife and walked towards the yard, explaining to his wife as he walked.

Soon her wife worried, "This is OK, what if he cheated our computer and sold it?"

"Lie? He can also cheat. Let your nephew Li Hao go over and watch, are you afraid that he will fly?"

"It's almost the same."

"Is your husband very smart?"

"Oh, damn, where are you touching in broad daylight..."

………

On the way back to Lucheng, Guan Qiu was also very happy and laughed: "Your brain is so amazing!"

As he said before, these bosses would keep those computers of good quality and stock up on stock. Wang Xincheng had more than 30 computers of good quality in the warehouse.

So he discussed with Wang Xincheng to rent the computer! He asked him to rent the dozens of computers to him for one month at a price of 500 yuan per day. At the same time, he stipulated that after the contract expired, he must buy it at the other party's current shipment price and 2,000 yuan per computer.

Just so happened that Wang Xinsheng had channels for old computer desks and chairs, and he also gave them to him for solving the problem.

In this way, the mortgage problem will be solved.

When the bank loan arrives next month, he can do it drastically.

Although he suffered a little loss in this way, there was no way. Who made him unable to even get 10,000 yuan now?

It’s not that there is absolutely no way, but that he doesn’t want to touch those evil methods. In fact, if you really have to make up, he is definitely sure to make up to make more than 100,000 in one month.

The easiest way is that he used several thousand yuan in his hand as startup funds to rent ten or eight small shops to serve as black agents in the surrounding urban villages. Two broken tables, one carpentry board, and dozens of A4 paper can be used to build the stall.

Then cooperate with large human resources to specifically attract people.

As for the manpower issue, it’s simple. Call all the idle second-rate people in Guangming Village over here, take care of food and packs of cigarettes every day, and add fists if you don’t work, keep them safe and let them do it!

In 2003, black agents should not make too much money. In a regular electronics factory, the agency fee for men starts at 500 and the agency fee for women starts at 300, and there is no insured purchase. If you want to refund the money, you can get half of it at most.

If you don’t retreat, those who are not in the interview will be fooled into any small factory, and that’s all. Then after the other party comes out for a few months, they come to him and continue to fool them, cutting leeks one by one.

These routines are clear.

But he didn't want to do this. He was too hot to hold such unconscience-lost money.

He also had a black agent in his previous life, but if he couldn't get into the factory, he would give him a lot of money under normal circumstances.

So, it is difficult for a person with morality and bottom line to make a comeback in today's society!

...

We drove happily towards Lucheng.

The slanting sun was scorching the earth. On the uneven cement road, whenever a car passed by, there was always a smog of smoke. Guan Qiu, who was following behind, couldn't even open his eyes.

Just in this fog, Guan Qiu vaguely saw a red light flashing. He looked closely and found that there was a police car in front of him and found the city vehicle.

A cool air suddenly rushed straight from the back of Guan Qiu's head, and his hands subconsciously squeezed the brakes.

"This is a damn luck..."

In his previous life, he drove a motorcycle for three or four years, but he never met a traffic policeman once. Later, he learned to drive a car and had a driving experience for more than two years without a license. This time, he met a policeman just two days after he got on the road.

A car came over in front, Guan Qiu stepped forward and stopped him and asked, "Hey, beauty, what are you doing in front?"

"I don't know." The little woman grinned at him and walked away on her bicycle.

"Sister, what are you doing in front?"

"I don't know, you won't go over and ask." The aunt ran away around the accelerator of the electric car.

Just when Guan Qiu was about to ask, the police in front found him, and two of them walked towards him.

Guan Qiu was guilty and turned around and ran away. If he didn't talk about whether the motorcycle under his butt could withstand the investigation, he was driving without a license. If he had made an excuse, he would have been detained enough. He dared not take that risk, betting whether the police uncle was in a beautiful mood today?

"Hey hey hey--the motorcycle in front, I'll order you to stop immediately now!"

"Chao (fuck)..." Guan Qiu felt so distressed.

Listening to the tone in the horn, you know that the police are investigating the fugitive, not the traffic police are investigating the car. If they run away, they will bear the consequences.

Guan Qiu gritted his teeth, turned 180 degrees on the spot, and drove back obediently.

The Santana police car, which had turned around, was parked in front of the motorcycle, the door opened, and three policemen walked down, two men and one woman.

The black-faced man who was walking in front came to him and looked at him with the look of looking at the criminals: "Why are you running?"

"Hello...comrade policeman, I... drive without a license." Guan Qiu lowered his head, and a honest and honest good-civilian expression was honest.

Anyway, this kind of thing was found out once you check it. It was useless to argue, so it would be better to honestly explain it. When the police uncle was happy, he might let him go.

"Where is the ID card?"

Guan Qiu took out his ID card and handed it over.

The young man behind the black-faced man checked the phone with his ID card, then compared the real person and said, "No problem."

The black-faced man took it over and compared it again, and returned the ID card to Guan Qiu. Then, in his hopeful eyes, he warned the beautiful little girl on his right, "Check his motorcycle."

Guan Qiu: "..."

He was not afraid that the police would arrest him, after all, the car was bought with "real money"? He was not mainly afraid that the car would be confiscated.

And looking at the policewoman's expression with a eager look on his face, you know that she would not let herself go easily.

"Damn it, I've only been driving for a day..." Guan Qiu suddenly felt bitter in his heart.

Seeing that the black-faced man was about to leave, he immediately shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The black-faced man stopped, turned his head and looked at him with a sharp look: "Is there anything you have to do?"

Guan Qiu said with a tough bullet: "That... can you ask what you are doing?"

"Why do we need to explain to you?" said the young policeman next to the black-faced man with a bad expression.

Guan Qiu laughed and said, "It's not that interesting. I just want to say, as a good citizen, if you meet a bad person, it's better to report to you in time, right?"

The police lady may have come to my aunt today, and she is not in a very beautiful mood. She said with a pretty face: "I am so slick and don't look like a good person at first glance. I said, where did the car come from?"

"Of course I bought it." Guan Qiu asked for help with the black-faced man with his eyes.

The black-faced man suddenly grinned his teeth, waved his hand at the police lady, walked up to him and asked, "We are checking a person named Zhang Debiao, do you know him?"

"Zhang Debiao...Zhang Debiao..." Guan Qiu muttered a few words, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, "He is..."

Guan Qiu braked suddenly and almost bit his tongue off. He wisely said in a hurry: "He is...what is he doing..."
Chapter completed!