My 1999

Although there were some surprises in the middle, the income in the future continued to skyrocket as expected.

The next day's revenue exceeded yesterday's, reaching 38,540 yuan.

On the third day, it directly exceeded 40,000.

The fourth day was 43,000 yuan.

On the fifth day, it reached a higher level, breaking through 45,000 yuan.

After deducting the cost, the funds in Xu Liang's bank card reached 220,000, which can be described as a huge profit.

But the huge profits are not over yet.

They go to the market here, basically every five days.

It was time to go to Dawangji again. On this day, Xu Liang and Huo Gang also came together.

The stall was opened and was already fifty meters long. The bright red color looked like a long dragon, attracting attention.

Xu Liang knows that the bigger the stall, the more items there will be, the more attractive it will be, and the better it will sell.

After all, everyone has a herd mentality.

So he has been increasing the types of Spring Festival couplets he has.

At the same time, in order to improve efficiency, Xu Liang also divided the scope of each person, and there were detailed regulations on who was responsible for the sales of what Spring Festival couplets. So although the stall is big, everything is organized.

Xu Liang waved, "Guang Lin, come here."

"Brother Liang."

"Can you recognize those people if they come here again?"

"Definitely."

"That's good." Xu Liang took out fifty yuan and handed it over, "Take a few people to buy steamed buns, and everyone will be full later."

Xu Guanglin took it and did as he was told.

Everyone had eaten and drank enough, and their expressions were a little more nervous. They subconsciously held the wooden cubes in their hands, looking like they were ready to fight at any time.

Seeing this, Xu Liang smiled lightly.

He is here to make money, not to fight.

And even if he wins the fight, he might still have to pay for his medical expenses. If something happens to one of your own, the trouble will be even greater.

Therefore, he had no intention of fighting in the first place.

The emphasis on having a full meal only gives them the strength to work and cope with the business that is destined to skyrocket today.

…

The sun was getting higher and higher, and it was past nine-thirty.

After more and more people went to the market, Xu Liang took out his mobile phone.

"110? I want to call the police."

Not long after, a police motorcycle with a sidecar drove over.

Two policemen came down from above.

A middle-aged man and a young man, like a master leading a disciple.

After taking a look at the 'Work-Study' banner hanging nearby, he said loudly.

"Who called the police?"

"Uncle policeman, it's me." Xu Liang walked over.

When Chen Changyou saw a tall, tall man who was more than half a head taller than himself and called him uncle policeman, Chen Changyou always felt that the picture was a bit inconsistent.

But he could also see that the other party was indeed very young.

"Why call the police?"

"Someone wants to gang up on us." Xu Liang's face was full of fear.

"Group fight?"

After nodding affirmatively, Xu Liang continued: "We are all work-study students. This is my student ID card."

Xu Liang handed over his student ID card from No. 6 Middle School.

Chen Changyou took it and took a look, it was indeed correct.

Let’s briefly talk about the conflict last time.

"That's how it is. Uncle policeman, we just work-study to earn tuition. We go out to the stall before dawn every morning. When we are busy, we can't even get lunch, just to earn more money to pay tuition. What's wrong with us? Why should we?" Blackmail us?"

Seeing that he was a little agitated, Chen Changyou quickly comforted him.

"Don't worry, as long as what you said is true, we will never let any bad guy go."

Xu Liang quickly held the other person's right hand, his face full of gratitude.

"Uncle policeman, I feel relieved when you say this."

After Chen Changyou comforted him for a few words, he turned his head.

"Xiao Liang, drive the motorcycle aside and don't block their business."

"Yes, Master."

The young policeman drove his motorcycle to the side of the road.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. Let's wait here for a while." Chen Changyou said.

"No, they're busy."

This time he didn't hand over the cigarette.

Smoking and drinking are not the characteristics of a good student.

However, Xu Liang has been in the business field for many years, so he certainly knows how not to be left in the cold.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was half past ten.

"Xiao Xu, I don't think they will come today. There are still things in the office, so let's go back first. If they come to cause trouble, you will call me again, and I promise to dispatch the police as soon as possible." Chen Changyou said.

He had a good impression of this young man who was about the same age as his son.

Xu Liang nodded. It was quite interesting to wait here for nearly an hour. If it weren't for the fact that they were students, they would have left long ago.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of a large number of motorcycles roaring from far to near.

Turning around, he saw eight or nine motorcycles driving up the street in the distance, and soon stopped not far from Xu Liang's stall.

"This is it. Come with me."

The leader, Xiao Huangmao, pointed to the location of the stall with an arrogant look.

Xu Guanglin and others, who had long received Xu Liang's instructions, could not bear to step forward.

Pulling Huo Gang who was about to step forward, Xu Liang turned his head and smiled.

"Uncle Chen, please excuse me."

Chen Changyou nodded, took out his baton and walked over.

The same goes for young police officers.

"Brother Liang, aren't we going to take action?" Huo Gang whispered.

"What are you doing? What does it have to do with us?" Xu Liang crossed his arms and looked into the distance meaningfully. "The police are catching the bad guys now. We are innocent people. Don't get involved blindly."

As a middle-aged veteran who has been involved in society for more than 20 years, except for making money, he is used to hiding behind the scenes in other matters.

"Stop it all."

"No, police, run."

The gangsters who were so crowded were like mice seeing a cat, and they fled in all directions.

However, Chen Changyou had rich experience in handling cases, so he didn't bother with the others and arrested one or two first.

He grabbed the head and naturally followed the clues to pull out the rest.

The matter was resolved so smoothly.

Even if these people come again in a few days, Xu Liang will no longer sell Spring Festival couplets, and there will naturally be no involvement between the two parties.

Despite such an episode, the business of Spring Festival Couplets has not been affected.

Because it was the last episode of the year, there were so many people, so crowded and crowded.

Xu Liang looked at it with memories in his eyes.

This picture could only be seen when there were no online shopping and rural supermarkets.

They didn't gather until three o'clock in the afternoon.

This is also the case in most other markets.

Xu Liang also made a solid profit.

On the 27th alone, he made fifty thousand.

Numbers 28 and 29 are even more exaggerated.

Especially on the 29th, except for a few places, this is the last episode of the lunar year of 1999. No matter how busy people are, they will take time to prepare New Year's goods.

Xu Liang's earnings this day exceeded 56,000 yuan.

At six o'clock in the evening, after paying everyone's wages, Xu Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this lightning-fast ride has not come to an end yet, it can be considered to have come to an end.