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Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Saying Harsh Words

"What did you say? How much does this guy cost?"

Zhu Qian's cousin's surname was Luo, and his name was Luo Ping. When he received Zhu Qian's call, he couldn't believe it.

A Walkman sells for RMB 70 and comes with a CD. Isn’t this nonsense? He is the general distributor of Walkmans in Shanghai area, but he has never heard of a Walkman at such a low price!

Seeing that Luo Ping didn't respond, Zhu Qian asked again with a sad face. "Cousin, what should we do now? Is it possible that Yang Jianguang will take away all our business?"

Luo Ping also heard from Zhu Qian that Hu Mengxuan's walkie-talkies were in short supply at Shanghai University.

Seeing that it was so popular, Luo Ping also wanted to make a fortune at the university, so it happened that Zhu Qian also sold the Walkman at Shanghai University.

After thinking about it, Luo Ping sneered and said firmly, "Don't worry, cousin, I don't know the price of Shang Hai Sui Sheng. This guy named Yang Jianguang must be deliberately losing money to grab business."

"How is this possible?" Zhu Qian replied in disbelief.

Luo Ping asked with a smile. "Let me ask you, how much did Hu Mengxuan sell for before?"

"One...one hundred sets, tapes cost five yuan."

"That's okay, before it was sold for 100, his lowest purchase price was 90!" Luo Ping said firmly.

After saying that, he smiled contemptuously. "Humph, this guy is very clever. He knew that you had the reservation list and came up with such a method."

"However, if the purchase price is 90 and the unit is sold for 70, he will lose 20 for one unit. Just for a while today, I am afraid he has lost all his previous profits!"

When Luo Ping said this, Zhu Qian suddenly understood.

She said why Yang Jianguang and the others dared to sell it so cheaply, and they were trying to make a fool of themselves!

Thinking of this, Zhu Qian also had a relaxed smile on her face. "Cousin, you mean we don't need to worry about him?"

"Of course," Luo Ping smiled slightly and said with an expression as if he had everything under control. "Don't worry, your cousin's word will guarantee that the delivery price of Shang Hai's Walkman will rise to one hundred tomorrow!

"Tomorrow, the delivery price will be higher. Naturally, the guy panics and changes the price back!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Qian's face showed a bit of pride.

Dear Hu Mengxuan, it turned out that you were deceiving me, but luckily I saw through it all.

Still selling it so cheaply, I’m afraid I’m crying for my father and mother now!

If you fight with me, you two are nothing!



On the other side, the Walkman is sold out.

Yang Jianguang and Hu Mengxuan were walking on the road to Shanghai University together.

But even though the beauty was by his side, Yang Jianguang's thoughts flew to the sky without knowing when.

Can that VCD be sold? And how many Walkmans did Huang Mao Dazhi sell?

If Huangmao can't sell it, then who should I find to sell the Walkman for me?

Zhu Qian also sells Walkmans, which is a dangerous signal. It means that Shanghai also has its own Walkman channels, and sooner or later the cost of delivery will be lowered.

If you can't take advantage of this period of time to make a big profit, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future!

On the side, Hu Mengxuan said with some worry as she walked away. "Jianguang, although our business is so good today, you usually sell one for 100 yuan, but now you sell it for 70, will you lose money?"

It was just that Yang Jianguang was immersed in thinking, and Hu Mengxuan called "Good Guy" one after another, and he smiled as if he had woken up from a dream, "No...it's okay, 70 units won't be a loss."

Hu Mengxuan's heart skipped a beat. Yang Jianguang's absent-minded smile seemed forced on her.

Could it be that today Yang Jianguang is deliberately selling the Walkman at a loss to support himself?

Thinking of this, Hu Mengxuan glanced at Yang Jianguang with complicated eyes.

He treats me so well, is it possible that he is interested in me?

But the two of them have only known each other for a short time, and they haven’t gotten to know each other in depth yet, so I can’t just agree to him casually!

Just when Hu Mengxuan was thinking wildly in her mind, a burst of ridicule sounded from behind the two of them.

"Hu Mengxuan, how does it feel to lose money selling your Walkman?"

The two of them turned their heads in confusion. Behind them, Zhu Qian walked over as if she had seen through everything, and stared at the two of them mockingly.

The loser does not lose the formation, Hu Mengxuan bit her silver teeth and asked coldly, "Zhu Qian, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Zhu Qian shrugged triumphantly.

"Isn't it obvious? You two, stop trying to hold on. You lost at least two thousand yuan in order to steal my business today!"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to confirm Hu Mengxuan's suspicion just now, coupled with Yang Jianguang's "reluctant" smile just now.

Suddenly, Hu Mengxuan lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and tightened her grip on her trousers speechlessly.

The change in Hu Mengxuan's expression made Zhu Qian's eyes light up.

Sure enough, she guessed it right!

Hu Mengxuan was indeed selling her Walkmans at a loss. It looked like the money she was losing was only a lot more than what she said!

"Hahahahaha... If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why do you need to slap your face to look fat?" Thinking of this, Zhu Qian laughed particularly wildly.

"Don't you know that there are some people you can't afford to offend?"

"Now, the consequences are here... My cousin has already announced that the delivery price of all Shang Hai's walkie-talkies will rise to one hundred yuan tomorrow!"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Mengxuan became anxious, gritted her teeth and shouted, "How can you be so despicable!"

After saying that, Hu Mengxuan looked at Yang Jianguang guiltily.

If it weren't for her, Yang Jianguang's delivery price would not have become so high!

Seeing Hu Mengxuan's guilty look, Zhu Qian was even more proud.

"How about this? How about you, Hu Mengxuan, kneel down and beg for mercy? In the future, you can hand over part of the money from selling the Walkman to me. Maybe I, Zhu Qian, will be merciful and let you go?"

Hearing this, Mengxuan clenched her fists, bit her red lips and was speechless.

Seeing this, Yang Jianguang, who had just reacted, frowned, stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead. "Is there something wrong with you here?"

"How about you kowtow to me, and I will be merciful and let you go, and I won't take away your business?"

"You still keep talking when you are about to die!" Zhu Qian suddenly became angry, pointed at Yang Jianguang and shouted. "If you have the ability, if you have the ability, you can continue to come to the school to sell it tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Yang Jianguang nodded, "Then I'll come back tomorrow.

And now they happened to be at the school gate. After saying that, Yang Jianguang greeted Hu Mengxuan and strode out of the gate of Shanghai University.

Seeing Yang Jianguang walking out of the school, Hu Mengxuan looked worried.

On the other side, Zhu Qian was furious and shouted through gritted teeth, "Yang Jianguang, wait for me tomorrow and steal business from me, I will make your death ugly!"



More than an hour later, Yang Jianguang also took the bus all the way back to the courtyard.

Because it sold out quickly, it was only 4 pm when Yang Jianguang got home. Guessing that a few people would be back soon, he went to the delicatessen to get some crystal clear pork head meat, and then went to the food stall to fry some vegetables and took them back.

When Yang Jianguang returned home, it happened that Mr. Tea Egg had also finished selling and had returned from work, helping him unload the things.

The two of them were eating while waiting for Huang Mao and the others to come back. Unexpectedly, it was not until six or seven o'clock in the evening that the door of the courtyard was pushed open with a creak, revealing Huang Mao's resentful face.

Seeing this, Yang Jianguang took a look at Huang Mao's heavy box, and greeted him with a calm smile, "Huang Mao, how are the sales today?"


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