On May 28, 1983, Hong Yanwu brought "Dabao" and "Qiangwu" to "Gaodi Street" again.
The first time he entered the street, he noticed that there had been a lot of changes here compared to a year and a half ago.
First of all, there are more pickpockets.
From time to time, you can meet a master with a sly eyebrow.
Some actually dare to start from behind when the customer is negotiating the price with the store.
Secondly, the streets and alleys are much dirtier than before.
The ground is full of mud, water and garbage, and people will slip if they are not careful.
But the positive phenomenon is equally obvious, that is, this street is becoming more prosperous.
The passenger flow has more than doubled than what he remembered, and the people speak not only Southern dialect, but also Hebei and Shandong dialects.
Moreover, there is almost no room for mobile street stalls on the roadside anymore.
The businesses here today are at least fixed clothing stalls, and most of them have become compact storefronts.
The shopkeepers were outside the door, shouting at the top of their voices.
Cheap clothing and all kinds of small commodities are everywhere, and wherever there is space, there are piles of goods.
Suddenly a head pops out of a mountain-like snakeskin bag, which can scare you.
But despite the chaotic environment, the three of them were carrying a big suitcase and walking along the street among the crowd, but they still stood out unexpectedly.
This is because "Dabao" and "Qiangwu" have many "enemies".
There were days when they didn't come here to pick up goods. The merchants were already curious and kept thinking about it secretly.
When you see them, how can you not "kiss" them?
The eyes followed him like hooks.
And soon, someone recognized Hong Yanwu.
This is not surprising either.
As this guy is the first person to spend tens of thousands of dollars here, the stall owners who have hosted him will probably never forget it in their lives.
So soon, there were several "tails" behind them.
The people in "Gaudi Street" were a bit clever. As long as they knew them and there were more than one person in the store, they sent someone to follow them to find out the truth.
But they didn't expect that people can calculate what they want, and this was exactly what Hong Yanwu needed.
When he found that they had become the center of attention, he knew the heat was on and deliberately stopped at a "Xinrong Clothing Store" that "Dabao" was familiar with.
Seeing business coming to my door, the boss at the door immediately smiled.
"Please come inside. We have all the new seasonal clothes..."
But "Dabao" did not allow him to continue, but followed Hong Yanwu's instructions and deliberately asked him in public.
"Do you have any jeans? We want jeans."
The boss was stunned for a moment, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.
And when he dug it out, everyone understood why.
I bet these items are at the bottom, there aren't many left.
"Dabao" was immediately dissatisfied.
"Why just a little bit?"
The boss asked back.
"Are a hundred or so not enough?"
"Dabao" feigned anger.
"Holy shit, a hundred? It's not even enough to fill my fucking teeth. Boss, you're not as busy as you, are you? You could still approve me for three hundred in the first few days, but why can't you even get half of it? You guys are really
You don’t plan to do business with us. The price is too high and yours can’t do it?”
The boss smiled bitterly and explained first.
"Brother, there is no way around this. You know, three hundred is the number that we have jointly set for you people in the capital. I don't want to break the rules. Others will not give you more goods..."
Then he shouted that he was wronged again.
"Also, don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't give you the goods, it's that the store really doesn't have the goods. It's already summer, how can you still dare to buy jeans?"
"Now I have changed into T-shirts, shorts, and skirts. If you want, I can give you three hundred pairs of each..."
But he was not allowed to continue, but "Dabao" spat.
"Damn it, who wants these things? I want jeans! We're in short supply! I'm doing border trade in the north, it's very cold there..."
The boss is really smart, he follows the stick when he hits the snake.
"Then if you really want it, how about you wait a few days? I'll go buy it for you..."
But "Dabao" ignored him, turned around and said apologetically to Hong Yanwu, "Master Hong, I'm sorry, he has a shortage of goods here, but it doesn't matter. There are many stores in front. Let's take a look."
So the three of them left on their own.
What's interesting is that they just left.
The few "tails" who were following behind him all came over at once, pestering Boss Xinrong with all kinds of chatter, asking Hong Yanwu and the others what they wanted.
The boss got impatient and turned him away perfunctorily.
"Jeans. Didn't you hear just now? Okay, okay, go away, don't hinder my business!"
A boy nodded.
"Yes, yes, it's jeans, I heard it."
Another oddity.
"It's almost June? Do you still need jeans?"
The third addition.
"Didn't you hear? They said that we are doing border trade with the north. It seems that there is still an urgent shortage. Or maybe we didn't negotiate the price just now..."
The boss was really angry. He couldn't stand them blocking the door and drove them all away.
But soon, these few turned around and followed, and then found their target in the "Hong Kong Fa Clothing" store.
Through the glass, Hong Yanwu and the three of them were looking at jeans.
The boss of Hong Kong Development is bragging to them.
"If you can find jeans that are better than mine in Gaudi Street, I will give you as much as you want without taking a penny. I got the goods from Chung Ying Street. My store is called Hong Kong Fa."
, Shenzhen, Hong Kong, I have relatives, I’m not going to lie.”
"Dabao" first respectfully took one and presented it to Hong Yanwu.
"Master Hong, what do you think of this?"
"It's really good. The color is good and there are few threads. It looks like a real Hong Kong apple."
Hong Yanwu watched carefully and kept nodding.
"Dabao" then asked the boss, "How much do you have?"
"I can give you as many as you want... Hey, I can only give you three hundred. You understand..."
"What's the price?"
The boss smiled. "It's a long way to bring it from Hong Kong, and it's risky to go through the customs. It's twenty-four yuan."
Of course "Dabao" was not happy.
"You're kidding me! It's shameful if someone else wants me for 21-20, but you're raising the price. The season has changed..."
Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu came to intervene at this time, and he was unhelpful. He glared and cursed "Dabao".
"Shut up! You still have the nerve to say that it's not you who could do this? I've already signed a contract with someone else. If we don't get the goods together, we'll be in big trouble!"
Then he turned around and discussed with the boss with a smile on his face.
"We'll discuss the price later. The question is, can you give us more of this number? Three hundred is too little?"
Of course the boss firmly refused.
"No, no, this is what everyone has agreed upon. I can't help it. If you want it, just take it, if you don't want it, forget it..."
At this point, Hong Yanwu's face turned dark and he turned away in embarrassment.
"Dabao" and "Qiang Wu" both glared at the boss and hurriedly followed.
Unexpectedly, the boss not only did not chase them, but also deliberately shouted from behind.
"It doesn't matter where you go. If you go all over Gaudi Street, you won't find anything as good as mine. I'm not bragging. I'm the only one here who can give you enough..."
And this scene fell into the eyes of a few people who were watching, and soon they went over to inquire about "Dabao" being scolded.
Ten minutes later, in the third clothing store, Hong Yanwu and the others continued to perform.
This time "Dabao" was still holding on to a pair of jeans. He was extremely dissatisfied with the quality of the goods and asked the boss with contempt on his face.
"How dare you display such a thing?"
The boss said with a smile.
"I also know that there is something wrong with the color, but it is very cheap. I will give you nineteen yuan a piece for this kind of product. And I can give you all four hundred and sixty pieces."
Hong Yanwu shook his head.
"Boss, the goods I want are for export. If someone compares them, the difference in quality between the front and back is too big, and I can't explain it. You must at least meet the standard of those pants."
After saying that, he pointed towards the wall.
The boss sighed. "Hey, those are from the 'Jiehua' factory. If you want them, they'll be twenty-two pieces each. But unfortunately, I only have fifty pieces here."
Hong Yanwu could only lament. "Then take fifty items. Twenty-two is twenty-two. Quality is a must. I want good goods even if the price is high. If the goods are not good, I don't want them for free. Take them back."
There’s no place to put it.”
Following the three of them to the entrance of the store, Hong Yanwu "unintentionally" stopped again, seeming to "reprimand" his two men because he couldn't control his anger.
"You are such bastards. You have made things like this. How can I get enough goods? Hurry up, go to all the stores and buy me all the qualified jeans you can find. Just count as many as you can! This matter
I can't spare you after this! I'm going back to Hong Kong Fa now to see if the boss can be accommodating and give me more. I accept the twenty-four yuan. I have to make up the change first..."
After saying that, he left with a cold expression on his face.
"Dabao" and "Qiang Wu" gathered together and counted in a low voice.
"We are still short of 120,000, what should we do? The time limit is only one month..."
"No way, let's hug each other in the market first. If it doesn't work, just keep staring here, I'll go to Shenzhen and Shekou! After all, there is Sino-British Street over there, so there should be something we can do..."
The owner of this store has such a bad ear that he was dumbfounded when he heard it.
He didn't even bother to take the goods, his eyes widened, and he asked.
"Is...is there any mistake? You want 100...120,000 pieces..."
Yes, just his voice was heard by more and more "ears" outside.