Tie Jun silently did his own thing and settled the bill with Lao Scar. Sister Wang's goods worth 30,000 yuan were sold for 110,000 yuan, and he gave Sister Wang the whole amount, making her a profit of 10,000 yuan.
Tie Jun told Sister Wang and his wife about his operation without hiding it. The two of them seemed to be listening to heaven's instructions. As Tie Jun expected, they didn't bear any grudge against him and only gave him a thumbs up.
Tie Jun didn't get a share of the remaining 70,000, so he wrote a partnership agreement. Tie Jun, Jia Guangming, and Lao Scar each contributed another 10,000, and Tie Jun wanted to take it to Guangdong to load the goods.
The plan did not change quickly. With a small business opportunity, Tie Jun had start-up capital. Time waits for no one, and Tie Jun did not want to wait. Before Erya went to school, he had enough time to make a trip to Guangzhou.
At his word, Tiejun took Lao Scar, Erya, and Sister Wang and boarded the southbound train. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. My mother looked at the almanac and said it was a good time to travel.
Lao Scar didn't mess around in vain, he was familiar with the train crew, and he was treated well on the train, with good food and drinks, and good hospitality. Only when he changed trains in Beijing did Tie Jun realize that, bullshit, he was driving under the banner of Tie Biao.
After reversing, Tie Biao's remaining power was still there, and the train to Guangzhou worked just as well. What's funny is that the conductor of this train turned out to be Tie Jun's classmate, Liu Xuemei.
Xuemei is a railway child. She did not go to college and took over her father's job. She traveled to Beijing for two years, met Guangzhou freight dispatcher Huang Dongdong, and was transferred to the Guangzhou Bureau. The two got married.
Tie Jun was a nerd when he was in school. He was the favorite of the teacher and the iron gourd in the eyes of his classmates. When I saw Tie Jun again, Xuemei almost stripped him naked. Where did the gourd go?
The train conductor had a lot of free time, so he came to Tiejun to reminisce about old times when he had nothing to do. He cried, laughed, and sighed. People of this generation really value their feelings. Even when they were in school, they basically had nothing to say.
When they arrived in Guangzhou, Huang Dongdong came to pick him up at the station with his two-year-old son. The child was round and funny, and his name was also funny, Huang Doudou. Tie Jun snickered, thinking of the "drunken drum".
The family was very hospitable, and they stayed at the station to have a meal. Huang Dongdong is an aborigine, his Mandarin is ok, he doesn't drink well, and he is very good at talking.
In the first ten minutes, Huang Dongdong got under the table, Xuemei smiled and scolded him for showing off, with a happy face.
After Tiejun and the others had eaten, they said goodbye to Xuemei. Xuemei gave Huang Dongdong's phone number to Tiejun, and the four of them thanked them and left.
The area near the train station was quite chaotic, and there were many Northeastern accents. Tiejun was very depressed, and the crackdown drove all these gangsters to the south, where they began to grow up with labels.
"What's wrong with the Northeastern people? They provoke whomever they provoke. Can't we shoot down a large area?"
As soon as a big car saw Lao Scar's face and smelled of dirt, he refused to take it and ran away. Lao Scar pulled his neck and shouted.
"calm down!"
Tie Jun smiled and pulled Lao Scar back. Sister Wang also stepped back in embarrassment. Lao Scar was unconvinced and stared at Tie Jun.
"Dajun, let me see your balls, how do you decide?"
"Pig, learn from it!"
Pulling Lao Scar aside, Tie Jun took out a small scalper from his pocket and stood on the side of the road holding it.
It worked really well, and immediately another Daihatsu stopped in front of him. Tie Jun opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
"Thunder Monkey, Gaudi deserves it!"
Lao Scar and the others quickly got into the car and sat in the back without daring to speak for fear of being kicked out again.
The driver was dark and thin, and most people in this place were like that. He stepped on the accelerator and finally got some cool breeze. This damn place is so hot!
"I can talk to you on the make-up call. It's from Nagada in the northeast!"
"no......"
Lao Scar quickly quibbled, and Tie Jun smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, I've got some money for you."
"Hahaha, you were refused a ride, right? I'm in bed, this is the world of northeastern families, I'm afraid I won't get the money!"
"Haha, Cantonese people are very hospitable. I've been here many times!"
Sister Wang finally dared to speak. In fact, she had only been here twice, including this time.
"Sister, I'm not tired to say the least. We are so busy making money here, how can we have time to play with shrimps?"
My brother was very good at speaking, and he even left a piece of paper for Tie Jun. On it was a pager number and his name, Alang. It was easy to remember. Tie Jun kept it.
When they arrived at Gaudi Street, Alang became friends with several people. Lao Scar gave Alang a pack of Laobado, and Alang gave Lao Scar a big hug and a smelly sweat.
"I'm nearby, go dig me with your car!"
"Tick it, definitely dig it!"
Tie Jun and the others smiled and waited for them to finish. The scars on Lao Scar's face were covered with beads of sweat.
Finally, after chatting, A Lang left. Tie Jun kicked Lao Scar, "What's the ink mark? We have to go back after we're done. Why, do you want to stay?"
Lao Scar had a very good attitude and looked at the beauties coming out from under the big archway.
"Look at what she's wearing, she's so cool and sexy!"
Tie Jun glanced at the two fat girls who came over and smiled again. It's just voluptuous, it's quite appropriate.
When you walk into the big archway, people are constantly walking out carrying big bags. There are people with different accents. It’s a good place to learn dialects.
Tie Jun was no stranger to this place. He had the impression that this place would become an underwear street. This place is the pride of Guangzhou people, the window to the mainland's clothing market, and the birthplace of countless wealthy people.
The four of them walked very slowly, looking carefully at each house. To paraphrase Tie Jun, they scanned around first and picked up the goods by watching his eyes.
The faint sound of the sewing machine working can be heard. This is the earliest front-shop and back-factory model, but it has a long history in Guangzhou.
Gaodi Street can be called the originator of clothing streets after the reform and opening up. Later, Xiushui Street in Beijing, Chenghuang Temple in Shanghai, Hanzheng Street in Wuhan... clothing trends emerged.
"Brother, is that a bra?"
Lao Scar ran to Tie Jun and pointed at a stall diagonally opposite filled with large bowls. He was very excited and his eyes were shining.
"Sister Wang, listen to me, this time you will wear all the underwear series."
Sister Wang also came over and was stunned for a moment when she heard Tie Jun's words.
"Brother, what's the use of this thing? I saw it last time and I'm too embarrassed to ask!"
"This, you can fix this piece to prevent it from sagging or deforming... Anyway, it will be hot when you take it back!"
Sister Wang looked at Tie Jun's gestures, glanced at Erya's towering breasts, then looked down at her drooping flesh, and blushed. The one at home must like it.
Seeing that there were many people in this stall, they must have scanned around and gathered around to get the goods. Tie Jun decided to take action and get the same thing.
Qiulin has just got the goods now, the price is extremely high, and the sales are quite good. This is called Scorpion Baba's only share, and he makes the first profit.
"Wait a minute, brother, I also want to invest in shares. Let's do it together. I'll accept any loss or gain!"
Sister Wang grabbed Tie Jun and said quickly, Tie Jun knew that Sister Wang was afraid of having his hands broken like last time, and the purpose of buying shares was to share risks. Seeking stability would also delay getting rich first.
"Okay, just don't regret it!"
"I don't regret it. I will have to rely on you in the future! What about the money?"
"Erya is responsible for keeping the accounts, we will do the calculation later!"
Sister Wang was relieved, and Tie Jun led them to the underwear stall.
A few foreigners were paying, and a few were selecting goods. The three little girls were very busy. The boss, a man in his forties with a perm, was spitting on his fingers and counting money.