Chapter five hundred and eighty first monkey ticket
To be honest, although Fangyuan didn't like to say this, he was also helpless because he had no way to change it.
Don't say that he can't change it now, even in future generations there will be no way to change it, unless the national income level of the country exceeds that of the United States.
But this is simply impossible. No matter how rich Fangyuan is, he cannot accomplish this goal.
Don’t forget, this is a country. Even a large country cannot change it, let alone one person from Fang Yuan.
So this takes time, it takes time to change things step by step, and it takes decades, or even hundreds of years, to change.
"Are you sure it's this price?" Jack looked at Fang Yuan and asked.
He couldn't help but ask, because the price was too low.
He was worried that Fangyuan just quoted a random price and then added more money later.
"Sure, of course. I'm just saying that the price I'm giving you is this. As for the price on the road, I don't care."
You should know that this does not include tolls and tariffs, but this has little to do with Fangyuan.
Because he only sold the clothes to the foreigner named Jack, and the rest belongs to Jack himself.
"I know that. All I asked was the price." Jack nodded and said.
"This is the price, take a look." Fang Yuan handed a piece of paper to Jack, which was marked with noon and English, including the price.
Jack quickly read the list, then handed it to Fang Yuan and said, "Can you prepare these goods for me first? I'll pick them up in the afternoon."
"No problem! But..." Fangyuan did not finish the sentence.
"I understand this. I don't have that much money with me. These are one thousand yuan in foreign exchange coupons. Just treat it as the price." Jack took out a handful of foreign exchange coupons from his pocket and handed them to Fangyuan.
"Okay, it's settled."
When Fangyuan was writing the order just now, he had already calculated the total payment. The total payment was 123,350 yuan.
Of course, this is based on the price of RMB, and similarly, it is also based on foreign exchange coupons.
Foreigners can only use U.S. dollars, foreign exchange coupons or RMB in the country.
U.S. knives are basically replaced by foreign exchange coupons, so the chances of using U.S. knives are rare, but not impossible.
There is also the RMB. People who are not doing business here basically cannot use the RMB. In this case, the most used thing by foreigners is foreign exchange coupons.
After Jack and the others left, Fangyuan quickly started packing according to the number of clothes on the list.
It's just that it's not sealed. I'll wait until the gringo reads it and inspects the goods before sealing it.
Although it is said that Fangyuan will not do anything here, the foreigners don’t think so!
If you pack the bag and they ask you to open it for a look, it will still be troublesome, so let’s wait until they are satisfied with it.
Packing is not too simple for Fangyuan, just put things into the space first, and then finish them in minutes.
To be honest, when he went to Yangcheng to purchase goods, Fangyuan planned to use the space to bring them back, but after thinking about it, he couldn't do it.
After all, it was his first time. If you didn’t let people see you bringing back so many things, how could you sell them out? That’s why he transported them back by train.
You won’t need it next time. Next time you go, rent a yard from Yangcheng or buy a yard and use it exclusively for transit in the future.
It means pulling the incoming goods into the yard and then storing them into the space. In this way, you can basically put in as much as you want.
As long as you have money, there is no problem even if the Yangcheng Clothing Wholesale Market is emptied, the space can definitely accommodate it.
After packing up the costumes requested by the gringos, Fangyuan locked the door and went to the stall.
At this time, it was already past the morning rush hour for work, which meant that there were not many people left.
"Brother Fangyuan, where are those foreigners?" Xiaowen came over and asked.
"gone."
"Let's go! Don't they want to see the clothes?" Xiao Wen asked doubtfully.
"I've finished reading. If I don't leave, I plan to stay for dinner! I don't have food to entertain them." Fang Yuan shrugged.
"Well!"
"Brother Fangyuan, aren't you interested?" Liu Zi frowned and asked.
"I fell in love with it and placed an order, but they didn't take that much money. Besides, they wanted a lot of clothes and they had to be shipped away!"
Hearing what Fangyuan said, Xiaowen's eyes lit up and asked: "How much do you want?"
"Almost one-tenth."
"Hiss!" Xiaowen suddenly took a breath when he heard Fangyuan say one-tenth.
This is one tenth! You have to know that they have been selling it for so long, and they only sold about one percent.
But these foreigners are about to leave about one-tenth of the way in one fell swoop. What is the concept?
If the sales continue as they are now, it is estimated that they will only be able to sell that much in a year, which is why Fangyuan is eager to clear out these goods.
"Brother Fangyuan, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you? By the way, did you tell others?" Fangyuan looked at the people setting up stalls and asked.
"Not yet. This wave has just passed this morning and it's not too late. Do you still want to talk now?" Xiaowen asked.
"Of course I have to say, get this batch of goods out of the way quickly, and then I can restock."
"I understand, Brother Fangyuan, we will talk about it in a moment."
"Um!"
"Little brother." At this moment, the third sister came here and called to Yuan Yuan.
"Third sister, why are you here?" Fang Yuan hurriedly approached and asked.
"Here you go." The third sister handed Fangyuan a letter.
Fangyuan quickly took it, took a look at it, raised his head and said, "Little Fatty's letter."
"Yeah!" The third sister nodded.
"When did you come?"
"Xiaoyu came home yesterday. Mom gave it to her and asked her to bring it to you."
"oh!"
Fangyuan quickly opened the letter, because it was written by the little fat man to him.
"Hahaha! That's great." After reading the letter, Fangyuan slapped his thigh and said.
"Whatever is written above will make you happy."
"Third Sister, the little fat guy is coming back soon. No, I'm going to reply to him now." After saying that, Fangyuan collected the letter and prepared to go to the post office.
Yes! The little fat man made it very clear in the letter that he will change his job and come back in September this year.
So I told Fangyuan in advance that the report has been filed and we are now waiting for approval, but basically there will be no surprises.
Because there are many people changing jobs this time, he is not the only one, and also, he has already been extended, otherwise he would have come back long ago.
It is definitely a happy thing for Fangyuan that Fatty can come back. The two brothers haven't done anything together for so many years.
It's fine now. When the little fat man comes back, the two of them can hang out together again.
In fact, Fangyuan has already made arrangements for Fatty, and now she is waiting for Fatty to come back. Let's put it this way, if Fatty comes back one day earlier, then Fangyuan's plan will be one day earlier.
"I said, why are you in such a hurry? He's not coming back right now." The third sister said, giving Fang Yuan a roll of her eyes.
"Uh! That's right. I'll go there later."
The third sister shook her head, then took out three land deeds and handed them to him and said, "These are the land deeds for the three sets of courtyard houses. You put them away."
"Has it been done?" Fangyuan took the land deed and looked at it and asked.
"Of course. Isn't it quick to do this? It will be solved in a few minutes."
Yes, it is not the future. Buying and selling a house is very simple now, because so far, there is no real estate certificate.
Nowadays, transactions are still based on title deeds. Of course, not all houses have title deeds.
Let's put it this way, in the Imperial Capital, more than 80%, or even 90%, do not have land deeds.
Because those houses are all public, or in other words, owned by the state, only houses passed down from ancestors will have title deeds.
Those houses built later, or a large part of the courtyard houses, did not have land deeds. Basically, these houses with land deeds were lived in by their ancestors for hundreds of years.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had so much trouble buying a house. With his financial resources and generous money, wouldn’t it be easy to buy a house?
Fangyuan took the land deed and took a look at it. It was exactly the same as what the third sister said to him. In this case, there is no problem.
After the third sister left, Fangyuan made arrangements for Xiaowen and Liuzi, and then drove to the post and telecommunications office.
There is no post and telecommunications office on Yabao Road. If you want to go to the post and telecommunications office, you can only go back to the city.
After returning to the city, Fangyuan quickly parked the Lincoln car in front of a post office.
I bought a piece of stationery on the spot and started writing in the post office.
Fangyuan was not that wordy, so he didn't even finish writing a piece of paper.
After writing the letter, Fang Yuan folded it and put it in an envelope.
Then fill in the recipient's address and name.
"Comrade, give me a stamp." As Fangyuan said this, he handed over a dime.
"Look for your money." The staff handed Fangyuan a stamp and two cents.
The current face value of stamps is basically eight cents, unless you want to send something abroad. But if you want to send something abroad, it is not that simple.
Fang Yuan held the stamp and without even looking at it, it got stuck on the envelope.
But after he had dipped it and was about to hand it to the staff to mail it out for him, Fang Yuan suddenly saw the stamp on the envelope and was stunned.
To Pudong people, this thing is just a stamp, which is only eight cents. But to Fangyuan, it is not just a stamp.
You know, this is a monkey ticket! Fangyuan patted his head and then remembered that it was already eighty years ago.
The Monkey Ticket happened to be produced in the 1980s. It can be said that Fangyuan had known about it for a long time, but he had forgotten the time.
Now that I see this monkey ticket, all the information about the monkey ticket comes to my mind.
Fangyuan didn't bother to send the letter. She packed the letter first and then said to the staff: "Comrade, how many of these tickets do you have here?"
"Uh!" The staff member glanced at Fangyuan and asked, "Why do you ask this?" ...
