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Chapter 18 Will you choose?

After the photos of Bai Li and Dashuai Shuai were posted, all 88 members of the leisure club were recruited in a short time, including 20 VIP members with special purposes. The monthly actual income was 4,200 yuan. Zhao Song knew that

This is the maximum number, and it will gradually decrease in the future. If it is not reduced to the cost price of being a second landlord, he will not recruit any more members. The club is not big. Although everyone has different work and rest times and cannot come at the same time, Zhao Song still

I feel like there are a bit too many people.

Zhao Song did not choose to open on the weekend, but decided to open on the following Monday, quietly making a fortune in a low-key manner.

With 790,000 in hand, I can give the idea I once buried in my heart a try. Life is about tossing. Zhao Song’s life is about constant tossing. Of the 790,000, most of it is luck, and the rest is due to his constant tossing. Just think

As the old saying goes, if you don’t do it, there will be nothing; if you do it, you will have a chance!

He came up with the ultra-thin spotlight by tinkering with the counter. With fifteen years of experience, when decorating the counter, he naturally thought that such a spotlight would be much better. When he went to the building materials and lighting market, he only looked for

When he arrived at the Wanjia direct-operated store, he temporarily monopolized the market. This is how money was made.

It was all about that counter. Now the counter is gone.

"Let me lose my friends and lose my counter. You'd better play faster!" He wasn't talking about his second uncle, but all the people who speculate in memory as stocks. "If you can't play fast, I'll play faster."

Play."

Move up, Zhao Song!

With 790,000 in hand and full of expectations, I came to the motorcycle market in the west of Zhongguancun, hoping to encounter the legendary pretentious plot.

Half an hour later, Zhao Song came out riding a 70% new ladies' motorcycle. His face was full of depression, "There are no gangsters everywhere, and there are no second-generation bullies in school. What a boring world I live in."

Ah!" He pulled the car over to the side of the road, took out the color spray from his bag, and sprayed it randomly with his eyes closed. The slightly worn ladies' scooter suddenly became colorful.

This car is so attractive. No matter where it is parked, it will definitely be the focus of attention. It is equivalent to countless people looking at the car for him. If a car thief wants to take action, he has to weigh it no matter what.

………

The person in charge of the market management office is a manager surnamed Qin, who is very capable and manages the huge Zhonghai in an orderly manner.

It can be said that if you want to join this industry, you only need to rent a counter at China Overseas Shipping Co., Ltd., and China Overseas Shipping Co., Ltd. will coordinate all supply sources for you. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have good connections.

Manager Qin has a headache. He is very optimistic about the young man in front of him, but...

"Xiao Zhao, No. 41, Aisle 11, is a corner in a corner. Not to mention the special period now. It just can't be rented out."

"Uncle Qin, it's cheap."

"No matter how cheap it is, you still have to make money. This counter has no traffic."

"Uncle Qin, people who buy second-hand computers are budget-conscious. They like to dig into the nooks and crannies."

Manager Qin rubbed his temples and advised: "All black Internet cafes are closed. There are still a few budget-conscious people who can find you." After a pause, he continued: "Xiao Zhao, you have been in Zhonghai for a while. The new counter

After the mod chassis came out, everyone can see the changes in China Overseas. Shop owners of China Overseas, thank you for your favor!"

"Uncle Qin won't play tricks with you, 34, 35, 36, a large counter of six meters in total, connected to the about 20 square meters of space behind Zhonghai that serves as a warehouse."

"The shop owner ran away yesterday, so my grandson was kind enough to say hello to me."

"I haven't had time to check what's in the counter and warehouse. Two years, one hundred thousand, these are all yours."

"You are a troublemaker. I hope you can bring life to Channel 11. This can be regarded as a little bit of selfishness on my part."

Zhao Song looked at him in surprise. He was indeed the manager of Zhonghai. He was as bald as a machine gun and was very organized. He said he owed him a favor, but it made people think that he owed him a favor if he didn't accept it. Zhao Song despised him.

One hundred thousand in two years, in the middle of the eleventh aisle, the king of shops! Zhonghai accounted for half of the second-hand transaction volume at its peak. If he didn't accept it, Zhao Song would have to despise himself.

After signing, Zhao Song paid in one lump sum. A formal contract with China Shipping Management.

Manager Qin felt that if the people at Zhonghai were as generous as Xiao Zhao, Zhonghai would not be able to be demolished!

In fact, Zhao Song was afraid that he would regret it, especially when he saw the densely packed computer accessories on the counter and on the shelves.

The bay used as a warehouse shares a wall with the Zhonghai Market, but it's just that you can't get through it from the market.

"This is it, No. 002." The door was locked with an iron chain. Zhao Sang pulled it lightly and looked inside through the crack in the door.

"Pa" Zhao Song's face flushed, he slammed the door and ran away. Not long after, he ran back carrying a large iron chain and iron lock.

Entering the warehouse again, Zhao Song's mood was still unstable. He now fully understood that 100,000 and two years, plus this warehouse, would be more than 300,000 and two years. He looked at the memory sticks scattered on the ground and looked at the entire wall.

Zhao Song was trembling all over as he piled up densely packed motherboards. Director Qin had spent at least three hundred thousand dollars to buy his gun of unknown power.

Some people are hyping up garlic and green onions, and no matter how high the prices are, some people will buy them because they are necessities of life.

Some people speculate on memory. When the price rises to sky-high prices, no one buys it because it is not a daily necessity. Therefore, speculation on memory is an internal game in the industry. When customers don't buy it, someone has to take over. And when large channel dealers adjust the price

When the rise is still expected, goods will be sold out. As a result, the merchants have no memory, no business, no money to pay rent, and the entire electronic accessories market is deserted. Every year, there should not be too many counters that are empty because of memory speculation. Zhonghai

Management hates this.

How many of the accessories in front of him were put in by Manager Qin? Zhao Song doesn't know whether second-hand memory has an impact on this kind of market hype. Zhao Song doesn't know, but regardless of whether it has an impact, Manager Qin and the others don't dare to do it, will it cost money or their lives?

Manager Qin made his choice. But he hoped that Zhao Song could really do something with these second-hand accessories. He was confident in the three certificates in Zhao Song's hand. If he could hold up the compensation points, he should not be harmed.

But he forgot, what should he do if the person who comes forward does not understand the meaning of these three certificates?

Now, it's Zhao Song's turn to make a choice.

He had no choice. He didn't even understand how the memory operated. He knew the danger, but he didn't know where the danger lay. The wasted otaku of fifteen years in his previous life was moved when he saw the sea of ​​accessories that represented money in front of him.

"I only sell outside. I make a fortune carefully. It's okay, Zhao Song. It's okay."

Zhao Song is right, reading more can save money, but pursuing more wealth requires rich life experience.
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