I Can Hear The Voices Of The Reborn Tablemates

The four of them looked at each other, and one of the middle-aged men paused and asked cautiously: "Brother, can it be cheaper?"

"Cheap? Isn't this cheap enough?"

"No, you can see that high imitations are not that expensive..."

Zhao Feng casually picked up the tape and said loudly: "Can high imitations compare with this tape of mine? Fake ones are always fake. My taped tapes were originally sold as genuine. The packaging and the printing are clear. In terms of speed and sound quality, which of your imitation tapes can compare?"

"..."

The four of them had nothing to say.

Of course they knew that the imported tapes were of good quality because these were genuine tapes that were meant to be sold.

Due to the limited purchasing power of the local market, some of these genuine tapes will be left unsold every time. However, these companies do not want to sell them at a lower price, so they use machines to dispose of the excess tapes.

Although the tape was damaged, most of the songs were still listenable and the sound quality was excellent. How does the market in Xiangjiang Frog Island compare with that in China?

Therefore, the popularity of domestic imported tapes is much higher than that of high-end imitations.

Seeing that Zhao Feng didn't seem to have any intention of lowering the price, the four of them could only get together and discuss in a low voice.

"Old Jiang, what should we do? If he pays this price, can we afford it?"

"Yes, and who knows if the market will crack down on piracy now. There have been a lot less people buying goods in the past two days!"

"If you eat this batch, what if it falls into your hands?"

What the four of them are most worried about is that the quantity of this batch of goods is too large. Even if the four of them lose everything to eat it, if it falls into their hands, they will be completely destroyed.

Among the four, the oldest middle-aged man, Lao Jiang, thought for a while and then looked at Zhao Feng with firm eyes: "Brother, let's eat all of this batch!"

Then, the middle-aged man said to the other three people: "I will take this batch of goods no matter what. If you trust me, Lao Jiang, we will eat them all together. If you are worried about losing your hands, you can withdraw and leave the rest." It’s up to me, Lao Jiang, to find a way to make money.”

The other three looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

After a while, two of them shook their heads and chose to quit and leave.

At this time, only Lao Jiang, who was in his thirties, and Lin Cheng, the youngest guy in his early twenties, were left in the yard.

It is obvious that Lao Jiang and Lin Cheng have a good relationship. Lin Cheng supported it: "Brother Jiang, I still have some savings. If you really don't have enough money, I will pay it all."

Lao Jiang smiled at Lin Cheng and continued to Zhao Feng: "Brother, I will eat this batch, but there is one condition!"

"What conditions? Tell me!"

Zhao Feng looked at Lao Jiang in surprise. He didn't expect that this man, who was about the same age as him, would be so courageous!

This guy can do great things!

"If you still have such goods in the future, you must give priority to selling them to us!"

"no problem."

Zhao Feng nodded and added: "However, they may not all be tapes and CDs. Do you also want the others?"

"Of course, it would be best if there are electronic products!"

"Yeah, I'll keep an eye on it."

Zhao Feng remembered that Fang Xu was always thinking about giving Hao Bingjie a Walkman. It seemed that there was a market for these things.

"It seems that if you have time, you can go to my uncle's place to buy some electronic products or something."

Next.

Guo Zicun began to count various tapes and CDs, and Jiang Tao and Lin Cheng also joined in to help. With the intentional friendship of Jiang Tao, an old man, Guo Zicun quickly became friends with the two of them.

I also know that the two of them are veterans of selling pirated tapes and CDs in Jiangyang City. They usually go to other provinces to purchase goods, and they have their own minivan.

This leaves Guo Zicun with a lot of things to do, and Guo Zicun no longer has to ride a tricycle to transport them!

"We will go to the bank later and I will transfer the money to your account. By the way, do you have a passbook?"

After Jiang Tao collected the goods, he asked Zhao Feng and Guo Zicun.

"Yes, yes!"

Guo Zicun nodded immediately.

Several people went to the bank. After transferring the money, Jiang Tao and others said goodbye to Zhao Feng. By the way, Jiang Tao gave Zhao Feng his phone number and said: "This is the phone number of the small shop I open. If you need to call me, just ask Tao Zi." That’s it.”

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Feng accepted the phone, sent Jiang Tao and Lin Cheng away, rolled his eyes speechlessly, and slapped Guo Zicun on the shoulder, which made Guo Zicun jump up in fright.

"Oh my god, Xiaofeng, don't scare me!"

"Isn't it just 120,000? As for getting you so excited, look at what you looked like after you came out of the bank. You didn't even notice that he was gone."

"Ten thousand-yuan households, this is a ten-thousand-yuan household! Ah, no, it is twelve thousand-yuan households. We are now equivalent to twelve thousand-yuan households!"

Guo Zicun scratched his head and said with a smile: "I have never seen so much money! Think about it, yesterday we only had a few yuan, and today we have become a household with ten thousand yuan, how can we not be excited!"

"Promise! How much money is this? We will make more in the future, ten times and a hundred times more than this!"

"Ahem, Xiaofeng, I found that you are swollen."

"Expansion?"

"Yes, how much is 10 times 120,000 yuan? Let alone the future, I think I can make 100,000 yuan in this life and marry a beautiful wife, and I will be satisfied!"

"Are you satisfied with 100,000? Then haven't you achieved it now?"

"How can this work? This time it was mainly your kid's idea. You found the channel from your uncle, and you also came up with the idea of ​​combating piracy. I only have one errand money at most, so just give me four or five hundred. .”

With that said, Guo Zicun handed the passbook to Zhao Feng and said, "I just changed this password. It's your birthday. Here it is!"

"Brother Guo, I definitely can't do it without you this time. Aren't you the one who found these four piracy buyers? Okay, stop talking, let's split the money 50-50."

"No, no, absolutely not!"

"Take it!"

"Xiao Feng, don't you know who I am, Guo Zicun? It's not mine, and I absolutely don't want it. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to take advantage of your brother. If you act like this, then I, Guo Zicun, will never have sex with you again!"

"Brother Guo, take this money!"

Zhao Feng placed the passbook in Guo Zicun's hand.

It turned out that Guo Zicun's father was the head of the labor union in the factory, and he was living a good life and had a good relationship with the Zhao family. Unfortunately, there was an accident later and Guo Zicun's father died, and his mother is still sweeping the road.

His parents tried to help many times, but were rejected by Guo Zicun's mother, and Guo Zicun later stopped coming to their home.

Although Zhao Feng didn't know what was wrong with the Guo family and his own family, Guo Zicun had always taken good care of him, and the relationship between the two had always been very good.

Zhao Feng didn't have much ability to help before, but now he has money...

"Well, Brother Guo, I won't give anything to you here, and you don't have to give it to me. Let's continue doing business and use money to make money, how about that?"

"Yes, yes..."

Guo Zicun was stunned for a moment, nodded hesitantly, and asked puzzledly: "How to make money? Does your uncle still have audio tapes and audio discs?"