Benz?

Not to mention Mercedes-Benz, Hao Meng's current value is probably enough to buy a Mercedes-Benz wheel. But he has 50,000 yuan in his pocket, and he has the momentum of pretending and tying, so it's okay to be fooled!

"Hello, Ms. Dong? I've arrived downstairs in your house." After Hao Meng arrived at the place, he took out his cell phone and called.

"You're here? Okay, I'll open the door for you!" Dong Yun hung up the phone, got up from the sofa, and walked outside. She wanted to wait for the other party's call for a while and go to the door to answer him.

A three-story villa, a small villa like this, has only a dozen buildings in the entire community. Each building is worth less than ten or two million, and it is impossible to buy it!

Hao Meng thought, the one who lives in it should not be an ordinary person, right?

"Are you Mr. Hao?" Dong Yun pushed open the door, with a pair of beautiful watery eyes, looking at Hao Meng with a smile.

"Yes, you are Sister Dong, haha, my name is Hao Meng, just call me Xiao Meng." Hao Meng's eyes lit up and he thought to himself that such a beautiful woman jumped off the broken tricycle and said with a smile. He couldn't tell the other person's age, but he felt that the other person's age should not be too young. Not only was he beautiful, but he also had a vague temperament that was indescribable. It was very noble, but it didn't make people feel arrogant!

Dong Yun nodded with a smile, took Hao Meng in, and said as he walked: "I just bought this house not long ago, and I am ready to buy new things, so if you want to sell the old things, the price is easy to say. However, I have to trouble you to take away those worthless things!"

"No problem!" As soon as the other party said, Hao Meng understood what it meant. The owner who could afford a villa worth tens of millions of dollars like others did not necessarily care about the scraps and junk. He asked him to come and sell things, but rather asked him to come to help and clean up junk.

Rich people are smart, hire people to pay for money and find someone to recycle waste. Not only can the waste be cleaned up, but they can also sell it for money.

There is a small yard behind the villa, with a lot of materials piled up. There are also many things in the garage, including some old small appliances, one refrigerator, three air conditioners, and two 47-inch LCD TVs. There is some dust on the outside. From the outside, it looks almost 60% new, and I don’t know if it can be used, it’s worth some money!

Hao Meng estimated and said with a smile: "Sister Dong, you have a lot of things in your house. You can also see that, I am a small business. If you can use these used household appliances, you can sell them in the second-hand market. I can sell them more money. I can collect the remaining items. They are all the prices of used items in the market. I will also be responsible for helping you clean the venue. What do you think?"

"Xiao Meng, how old are you this year?" Dong Yun responded and looked at him and asked curiously.

“Twenty-one!”

"I'm not old, where is my family? Why did I think of starting an industry?" Dong Yun said with a smile. He looked at the young man. He was pretty, 1.7 meters tall, and he smiled very brightly, and his words and affairs were orderly. He gave people a good first impression. So she felt a little wronged to let such a young man become a trash collector.

"My home is from Shicheng. I am a native Shicheng!" After a pause, Hao Meng smiled and said, "Sister Dong, do you not be optimistic about the waste product recycling industry, or do you look down on me? I was a rag-filled person at a young age?"

Dong Yun was slightly stunned, smiled and shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that!"

Hao Meng nodded and said calmly: "Actually, many people have more or less misunderstandings about this industry. In my opinion, the waste product recycling industry does not have huge profits as before, but the prospects of this industry are indeed good. I am optimistic about this industry. To be honest, I hate what others call me to 'collect rags'. I am engaged in waste product recycling!"

Recycling of used products? Isn’t that just a rag? Dong Yun was so funny that Hao Meng covered his mouth and laughed.

"Okay, I'll sell those second-hand appliances to you, so you can calculate the price for me!"

"OK!"

Hao Meng wandered around the used goods, touched the second-hand home appliances, then clapped his hands and walked back, and said with a smile: "The total price is 12,000,000 yuan, and the bits and pieces, I'll just weigh it. If you want to agree, you can calculate it at this price!"

"It's only 12,000?" Dong Yun frowned and muttered hesitantly.

"Haha!" Hao Meng laughed, with a smile in his eyes. He obviously didn't care about the price, he just wanted to talk to him about the price.

"If Sister Dong sells these things to others, the price will definitely not exceed 10,000!"

"Then why do you still give me such a high price?" Dong Yun asked with a smile.

Hao Meng laughed and said, "Because I am true!"

"Really?" Dong Yun smiled and shook his head: "I think you are a little slippery. OK, then at the price you mentioned, you will sell everything to you. However, you have to be responsible for helping me clean up the yard and garage. You can't be lazy!"

"Okay!" Hao Meng did not hesitate at all, unzipped the zipper of the bag, counted 10,000 yuan in cash from it, and handed it to the other party, "Sister Dong, count!"

"You brought so much cash when you go out?" Dong Yun could see clearly that there were at least 40,000 to 50,000 in the half-new bag.

Hao Meng's pretending temperament revealed again: "Well, in a small business, you usually pay cash for things. Loans will leave a bad impression on others and affect secondary transactions. So when you come out, you usually bring tens of thousands of cash!" The most direct and effective way to let others see your strength is, isn't that the money in your bag?

Dong Yun is a little convinced now that this young man is using the industry of "collecting junk" as his "career"!

After paying, even Hao Meng said hello to Dong Yun and started to get busy. The scattered things, packed and fucked. If Dong Yun was not on the scene, it would be the most convenient and easy to put them directly in the 'warehouse'.

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"Xiao Meng, have you brought your ID card?" Dong Yun changed into an OL outfit from the bedroom and asked with a smile.

Hao Meng didn't think much about it: "What's wrong with me?" After saying that, he took out his ID card from his body and handed it to the other party.

Dong Yun took it over, glanced at it, put it in his bag with a smile, and gave the keys to Hao Meng and said, "I have urgent matters now, and I guess I won't be able to come back within a few days. I'll give you the keys to the house first so that you can get in and pack up your things. If you have anything, you can call me. By the way, the guard has just called me, and I won't stop you from entering and leaving, work hard!" After that, he turned around and left.
Chapter completed!