Chapter 7: Negotiating with Mother
"Mom, it's all the goods that have accumulated a lot of time. Not to mention our relationship, I only want so many goods, so I should have a cheaper one, right?"
Faced with his son's bargaining, Song Meiqin laughed instead of anger: "It's my shrewdness, anyway, it's something I can't sell. I can give you a little cheaper, but no matter how low it is, it won't be lower than the purchase price. Two yuan and four, right?"
Supply and marketing cooperatives are state-owned, and not many people will care about those things that cannot be sold, so that no one is willing to sell them at a low price after being insured.
After all, few normal people can do thankless things.
"Sure, that's two or four, but I have a requirement."
"Tell me."
"I don't have a warehouse, and these goods must be kept here. When I want them, I will come and get them again, and you can't sell them."
"You've made a fortune, so of course we won't sell it anymore. It's just that you have this little 10,000 yuan?"
Song Meiqin knew what was going on at home. It was a big deal to take out a few hundred yuan, but the tens of thousands of yuan was a huge sum.
"Don't worry, I'll come here to get the goods, I guarantee it was with the money." Looking at my mother's unwillingness, Zhang Xu knew that if he didn't succeed this time, the days ahead would not be so easy, and history might repeat the same mistakes: "Mom, just think it's me begging you, my dad can't count on it, I have only this path now."
In the past, my mother was strong at home, and because she was a young leader here, she often criticized her weak father after returning home.
But people like this often have weaknesses.
If you want to fight head-on, there will definitely be no chance, but you are very weak. In addition, you will throw the conflict on your father, creating the feeling that the two of them are the united front, and Song Meiqin finally responded.
Seeing Song Meiqin nodding, Zhang Xu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, he can be said to be a little useless in order to succeed, and this kind of family affection has been used to the fullest.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a destruction.
After all, what history remembers is always your success, and the glamoriness at that time will be enough to cover up these little-known things.
"Half a month, I will give you at most half a month. During this period, I will ask them to remove all the mousse on the counter, but if you don't sell it, don't blame your mom for being cruel."
"become!"
Zhang Xu was very happy. At least the problem of supply has been solved now, and there will be no competitors in a short period of time.
Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Song Meiqin suddenly said, "Xu, are you... blaming your mother?"
Zhang Xu didn't dare to look back. This woman who had disappeared in his life for decades was always his most painful memory.
"Everyone has his own choice, just be happy." After saying that, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked towards the stairs with great strides.
I never met my mother a few times after she left in my previous life.
Now the meeting is like this again, with resentment and family affection intertwined until half a floor was gone, and the tears finally fell down.
I touched the more than 20 yuan in my pocket, and the supply and sales channels have been arranged. The only thing I still lack is the phone number.
It’s not that there is no family at home, but it didn’t renew after owing debts before the New Year.
Zhang Xu and Yu Manjun asked for money, but they were planning to renew it.
The business halls of this era are no better than before.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, before I even entered, I saw a lot of people surrounded by them from afar.
After finally getting the queue, I was about to renew my phone bills, and the middle-aged man, who was big and thick, came over.
The big brother in his hand was as big as Zhang Xu's arm, and even trembled slightly on the counter.
"Hello, help me, my big brother, get an account."
Local tycoon.
In this era, those who can have big brothers can definitely be considered rich people.
When the per capita salary is less than fifty, the price of a big brother starts at least 25,000 yuan, which is the income of ordinary people who don’t eat or drink for a few years.
Moreover, what's even more serious is that this thing is not only expensive to make calls, but also expensive to connect to a phone.
Generally, people who are not doing big business, so how can they use this thing?
When Zhang Xu saw the other party stepping in the lineup, he was not angry, but instead looked down at his waist.
The bp machine with the buckle on the belt around his waist reminded him that in the early 1980s, after the pager appeared, the bp machine became popular.
The price of two or three hundred is not expensive or cheap.
There are not many people selling this area in Guan City, but there are not many.
"I inform you, what business is going on?"
Just as Zhang Xu was stunned, the little girl at the counter began to urge him.
After renewing the fees at the business hall, he hurried back home.
My father hasn't come back yet, but Yu Manjun has been waiting at home.
"Why did you come back? Have you eaten?" Seeing that his fiancé came back, Yu Manjun quickly walked towards the kitchen: "I'll give you a bowl of noodles?"
"No, I've eaten it."
Chapter completed!