"Uncle Wang, I really don't have any plans." Wang Debao said sincerely: "If I have to talk about plans, I do have a general life plan."
"Say!" Wang Jianguo said one word in a bad tone.
"The first step is to make money to pay off the debt! At least exchange part of it first, so that the creditors know that I have this ability."
"The second step is to improve my life! I can still survive, but my sister's body can't survive anymore. She is already malnourished,"
"The third step is to go to college! You can't put it off any longer. The longer you put it off, the worse the situation will be. It's better to go to college sooner rather than later."
"The fourth step is to find a girlfriend! My sister and I both like Teacher Zeng very much. After getting the admission notice from Beijing University, I will pay him a visit."
"The fifth step is to pay off the debt and get my house back!"
After finishing speaking in one breath, Wang Debao took a long breath and calmed down his somewhat excited emotions.
Wang Jianguo took a long time to say: "Maybe it is really a more difficult experience, so I can die early. Your growth rate is beyond my expectation... My child, I understand your pressure and difficulties, but you
You can't keep taking risks like this, it's too dangerous. Once something happens, you'll be doomed."
Wang Jianguo couldn't directly say that it was because of this that Li Ming kept staring at him... He could only vaguely remind Wang Debao not to jump too high.
"Tell me if you have any ways to make money." Wang Jianguo asked.
He was really afraid of Wang Debao. He helped a primary school teacher and ended up getting an oil residue business from an oil refinery. Moreover, this business was quite profitable... As long as he was diligent enough, he could earn as much as an ordinary person in a month.
A worker’s income for half a year.
The key point is that such a terrifying profit, although it is not easy to publicize it in a high-profile manner, is indeed legal - the country allows the registration of private companies, and the general direction is set there, as long as it does not depend on the number of employees, taxes, speculation, and other
Obvious mistakes on some sensitive social issues are legal.
Wang Debao handed over this business to her eldest brother Zhou Hongliu.
This is indeed Wang Debao's way of repaying his kindness, but there is also a tendency to corrupt and win over him. Wang Jianguo has already reminded Zhou Hongliu in private, and now he wants to remind Wang Debao - don't cross the line, otherwise, you will definitely be doomed!
Wang Debao thought about it for a while, and he really needed to get a vaccination with Wang Jianguo first about Clivia, which was a clear path.
Because by the end of the year, these three pots of Clivia will probably be sold for hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands... Others can speculate, so naturally Wang Debao can, but he has to keep a low profile.
As for the Longquan ink pad... let's forget it, I can't say, because this thing does have some cultural relics on it, and it would be very troublesome to talk about it, and it would also make Lao Wang difficult to deal with.
After all, the current legal system is imperfect and there are too many gray areas. Not only can you accidentally step on a trap, but it is also easy to punish people.
"You really have something to hide from me?" Wang Jianguo suddenly panicked when he saw that Wang Debao actually considered it.
Sir, please don't do anything illegal or disciplinary for me, otherwise, even if I can't bear it anymore, I will have no choice but to torture you.
"I bought three pots of Clivia. Now the price in Xidu has reached several thousand yuan, tens of thousands of yuan per pot. I feel it will go up." Wang Debao said.
"I saw it." Wang Jianguo tightened his grip on the pen and asked in a deep voice: "How much does three pots of Clivia cost? Where did you get the money?"
"Three pots of flowers cost 1,000 yuan." Wang Debao blinked and said, "I bought a broken typewriter from the flea market. I sold it for the scrap price, and then resold it to someone who could repair the typewriter.
Earned 1,000 yuan."
With a click, Wang Jianguo broke the pen directly.
After taking a breath, Wang Jianguo had veins popping out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of broken typewriter is worth 1,000 yuan? Who did you sell it to?"
"The 24-pin Toshiba 3070 printer has an import price of 1,000 yuan, US dollars." The number Wang Debao said made Wang Jianguo's scalp explode in an instant.
Dollar?
Damn it, you still have to spend foreign currency to buy this crap?
"Don't worry, Uncle Wang. The machine is indeed broken and rusty. It was thrown into the scrap collection station and sold as garbage." Wang Debao poured water for Wang Jianguo and comforted him: "You have to believe in the organization to be qualified to import.
Toshiba's typewriter department naturally has a mature set of procedures from purchase to scrapping that can withstand layer-by-layer audits. I believe that the countless people who approved and stamped this entire set of procedures can do the best for this scrapped typewriter.
The certificate must withstand inspection."
Wang Jianguo wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt calm.
I have to admit that what Wang Debao said still makes sense. In this era, any imported and exported goods require layer upon layer of approval. Even until now, the import and export of some goods also require quotas. You can't do whatever you want.
Did it.
To put it bluntly, even if there is a problem, you will never find a problem with the procedure.
Then it's still no problem.
They are all under the same system, how can you just say that there is a problem with one thing? Isn’t that nonsense!
Wang Jianguo calmed down, and then looked at Wang Debao with a somewhat complicated look... If this matter was the same as what Wang Debao said, even if Li Ming came to investigate in person, there would be no results.
Well, it was obviously a very happy thing, but Wang Jianguo couldn't be happy. He always felt that the little guy in front of him had awakened some talent of a profiteer?
"Then I bought two sets of monkey tickets, one set in four directions, 210 each," Wang Debao said in a low voice: "I kept one set for myself, and sold the other set to him, and he gave me another 1,000 yuan."
"Fuck..." Wang Jianguo couldn't help but hesitate and did not finish the two words: "Who is that person?"
"Qiu Xingzhi." Wang Debao said calmly.
According to the timeline of his previous life, this big boss is currently taking a leave of absence and wants to open an antique store... If he is capable of this, he must have considerable resources and connections.
If he couldn't even protect himself, how could Qiu Xingzhi dare to open an antique store? After all, he had experienced that era and knew very well what he could and couldn't do.
This also proves from the side that the current environment is indeed much more open than ten years ago.
"Qiu Xingzhi...he! I know." Wang Jianguo suddenly felt at ease when he heard this name.
"Uncle Wang, do you know him too?" Wang Debao asked curiously.
"I know, but I have never dealt with him before," Wang Jianguo said: "Since he is willing to accept your things, it means that your things are most likely fine, but you can't be careless. Be more cautious in the future."
"I know, Uncle Wang, as long as I can keep a low profile, I will keep a low profile," Wang Debao said with a smile: "On the surface, I used the 2,000 yuan to pay off the debt, but in fact, I still have 2,000 yuan, and I bought three pots of Clivia and waited for the price to rise.
I can sell the money at a reasonable price, and I can look at the monkey ticket again, and then I will use the remaining money to improve my life and for emergencies."
After a pause, Wang Debao said: "Uncle Wang, you also know about my Aunt Xue. She helped me rent the yard where I live now in advance. Can I ask her to pay for it? Her family's
In that situation, I really can't do it... Before I could think of a way to get Aunt Xue to collect the money, Chen Feng came to the door."
Wang Jianguo suddenly slapped the table with a look of surprise on his face, "Good guy, only now does he understand why Chen Feng killed Xue Mei. Love has a lot to do with the cost of rent... But Wang Debao still can't explain in detail,
Because it’s really not convenient to say it, so I have to keep a low profile.
But this is not the reason why Chen Feng wants to kill people. He can obviously say it well, but he is obviously aiming to kill someone.
"Uncle Wang, I feel that Chen Feng may have someone outside." Wang Debao reminded.
"There's no need for you to worry, just pay attention to yourself!" Wang Jianguo said angrily.
But immediately, Wang Jianguo stopped Wang Debao again, took him to Zhou Hongliu's bicycle, pointed to an inconspicuous mark on the back cover, and said, "Do you know what this is?" This chapter has been completed!