At first, after Cheng Xiaoyu found out that he was being ripped off at Huanyu, he once expressed his dissatisfaction and wanted to start a new business to purchase and ship goods from other people's homes. Huanyu let him know the secrets of these second-hand mobile phones, and none of them were fuel-efficient lamps.
With few social friends and few fierce thugs, it was difficult to gain a foothold in Anhua. There were several bloody incidents in the second-hand mobile phone market every year. At that time, Huanyu also found someone to teach Cheng Xiaoyu a lesson.
, if Xiong Wei, who had just come out from the construction site to work in the bar, stood up alone with an axe, Cheng Xiaoyu might have suffered a huge loss. Later, the bar owner came forward to mediate, and the two parties now have a relatively harmonious relationship.
This is just one of the second-hand mobile phone markets in Spring City, and it is just one of the countless small societies under the microcosm of the big society in Spring City. It is already so complicated. Cheng Xiaoyu has never seen the big world of Spring City, and he also knows that he is not qualified or has the financial resources to see it.
It's a big world, but today, he seemed to have the strength to push the door open a little gap and look at the scenery inside.
"Sister Mei, you're busy, I'll get two machines." Cheng Xiaoyu's plump face smiled very festively, and this smile was also very endearing. Several coquettishly dressed shop assistants in the store always liked to pinch his cheeks.
"Daewoo, I haven't seen you handsome for a few days." A young woman in her twenties, with smoky makeup on her face and revealing clothes, was eating spicy hotpot at the counter. She got up just after noon to change shifts and eat at any service type.
The industry is very common, and when Cheng Xiaoyu comes in, he raises his head and smiles.
"Beauty, let's have dinner together tonight?" Faced with this situation, Cheng Xiaoyu was already familiar with the situation. Not to mention that he was single today, even if he had a girlfriend some time ago, it would not prevent him from making some ambiguous jokes with this group of open-minded shop assistants.
"Hey, do you want to have a room at the bar?" The girl showed no fear, and the degree of openness in her words was astonishing. There may be some girls who are not open about their bodies, but there are very few who are not open about their words.
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"Okay." In fact, neither of them took it seriously, it was just a joke, but if they get together to drink wine and have fun together on a specific occasion and enjoy a wonderful night together, this is nothing among young people, even
Everyone can still go their separate ways the next morning as if nothing happened.
"Daewoo is here." At the maintenance position in the inner corner of the cabinet, a bald man in his forties was transplanting chips with a heat gun and tweezers. Apparently he had just finished the work and raised his head to say hello to Cheng Xiaoyu.
"Brother Guang." Cheng Xiaoyu said hello and squeezed into the narrow counter gap on tiptoe. He sat familiarly on the right side of the bald man, opened the bag and took out several scrapped phones that he had repaired in the morning.
Sister Guang Gemei is a member of the same family, and she is not much younger than Cheng Xiaoyu's parents in terms of age, but this is how it is in society. As long as they have a working relationship, they are equals. Unless the age difference is too big, otherwise they will call each other brother and sister.
Ninety percent.
Sister Mei is mainly responsible for selling goods and collecting money, Brother Guang is mainly responsible for complex repair parts, and the three clerks sell goods and attract business. This kind of mom-and-pop store model is the mainstream of the second-hand mobile phone market.
"Brother Guang, show me these machines. I won't go to other people's homes anymore. Please give me a price." Xiong Wei's appearance gave Cheng Xiaoyu some equal rights, and in a few years he became a fine man.
, Huanyu generally does not dare to lower the price easily, as long as it makes a profit.
Brother Guang put down the things in his hands, and Cheng Xiaoyu handed over a cigarette at the right time. The sign of the smoke-free shopping mall was hanging at the entrance of Huanyu, but it was even more difficult to get the guys inside not to smoke.
"Eh? Aren't these the ones that were scrapped? Which expert did you find to fix them?" The machines in Cheng Xiaoyu's hands were all scrapped machines that he smashed into his hands. People who make second-hand mobile phones cannot avoid this.
In this situation, it costs more than a hundred yuan, or at least a few tens of yuan, to buy a machine. Even if you can’t disassemble the accessories and sell them, you can still make money back. Guang Ge, smoking a cigarette, saw these machines on more than one occasion.
Looking for someone to repair the machines in the hall to no avail, he showed a surprised look. He was holding a cigarette and fiddling with the machines with both hands. The ones that didn't turn on were turned on, and the ones that couldn't make calls could make calls. There were also those with poor signal in the hall.
The signal is four. Brother Guang has been a repairman for more than ten years. He has been repairing BB machines since he was a big brother. It’s not that these machines cannot be repaired, but the value is too low. One or two of them will take several days of work.
Of no value at all.
Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile: "It's getting harder and harder to make money now. It's no longer like the past two years when a broken screen cost 1,200 yuan. My store doesn't have much business. I just study repairs when I have nothing to do."
, otherwise I would hardly be able to pay the rent that increases every year.”
"Okay, you kid, you have had the patience to sit down and repair the phone a long time ago. A big store has invited you a long time ago. Why do you have to sell these units?" Brother Guang freed his hand and put the cigarette that had been burning for a long time on the ground.
He flicked it casually.
"Sell them all, the old rule is to clear both money and goods."
We are all industry insiders. Some second-hand mobile phones will always have repeated failures. Transactions between peers are based on this discernment. However, we can also make it clear that the buyer should pay a lower price for the two clears. After all, if they are mistaken, they will be wrong.
Be responsible for yourself.
Brother Guang nodded, looked outside and saw that his wife had finished her work, and waved his hand: "Meizi, come here and show how much these Daewoo machines are worth, regardless of after-sales service."
Sister Mei is not very pretty, she is the kind of person who knows how to dress up. The light perfume on her body smells very pungent, and Daewoo doesn't like it very much.
"How many of them are scrapped? Daewoo, you are so capable." Sister Mei looked left and right, and carefully checked the phones one by one. In the end, the five machines were given to Daewoo for a total of 1,300 yuan. This is still a few dollars.
There was nothing valuable in the machine, but the fur was pretty good. When Cheng Xiaoyu collected it, the cost was only over 400 yuan. Except for one of them, which cost 200 yuan, it was all used as scrap machines.
"Okay, the more money you say, the more money you have." Before today, Cheng Xiaoyu would still have calculated the price, but now in just three or two hours, he has earned nearly a thousand yuan, which is for everyone.
After paying the monthly rent, water, electricity, industrial and commercial taxes, and the industrial and commercial taxes, Cheng Xiaoyu had less than two thousand yuan left, and even less when he went out to eat and drink. For Cheng Xiaoyu, he was very satisfied. The most important thing was that the money came easily and was quite good.
easy.
"Hey, Daewoo is different today. People are in high spirits during happy events. You are so generous." Sister Mei is the kind of philistine businessman who is so fussy that she even plots against relatives and friends around her. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't counter-offer her face and she was naturally happy.
No wonder, without this kind of character, she wouldn't be able to develop this small shop to what it is today.
Cheng Xiaoyu scratched his head, smiled and took the thirteen hundred yuan that Sister Mei had handed over for fear that he would regret it. He checked it casually and put it into his bag, and took out three more machines. Are there any problems with them that are difficult to check?
For accessory machines, you need to purchase some accessories in Anhua. (To be continued)