Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 68 The Essence of the Dollar Store

Hearing this, Fang Yi explained: "The country is now in transition, encouraging the private sector, and the efficiency of the factory cannot always be good. What if one day the factory's performance is not good, and there will be layoffs?

Zhuang Shufen immediately quit and retorted: "What you said doesn't make sense. Do you have to make money when you do business? What if you lose?"

I'm going to make money in my business!

Of course, this is what I said in my heart, and it is estimated that Comrade Lao Zhuang will have to say it again.

Fang Yi pouted and turned around and walked back to the bedroom in desperation.

No way, I can't tell them right now.

When the time comes to let them see Zhao Wanqiu's street stall business, the thoughts in their hearts will naturally change.

Fang Yi is mainly distressed that his parents are tired from work. Now that he has the conditions and the ability to make them live a better life, of course he has to try it.

When he returned to the bedroom, the couple murmured and talked about things in the factory.

the next day.

Fang Yi maintains the rhythm of life in the past, wakes up early to exercise, and writes code after breakfast.

It wasn't long before Zhao Wanqiu came to the door.

After recovering from her injuries recently, the little girl has regained her former vitality. Especially now that I am full of the idea of ​​making money from street stalls, I am more active.

In the bedroom, Fang Yi sat at the desk, cracking the code.

On the bed behind him, Zhao Wanqiu lay there with a radiant expression, and looked at the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude" with his hands on his cheeks, his two fair legs were pulled back, and his white and round feet swayed slightly.

After reading the book for a while, the little girl raised her head and asked curiously, "Brother Yi, when will you be writing this book? I see that you write every day, as if there is no end to it."

"More than a million words left!

Fang Yi said without looking back, his hands kept moving.

One million words?

Zhao Wanqiu couldn't help but stunned to herself, she felt that the translation brother might not finish writing it until next year.

Not long after, she raised her head again and asked, "Brother Feng, how much do you think we can earn tonight?

"have no idea!"

"Brother, what do you think a university is like?"

"It's not much different from high school, except that the school is a little bigger and has more people."

"Brother, can you teach me to drive?"

This question made Fang Yi's whole body stunned, and the smooth finger-flicking stopped abruptly.

After a moment of silence, he answered firmly: "No!"

Since the last time he taught Han Ning for an afternoon, he had sworn in his heart that he would never teach a woman how to drive again.

"cough!"

Zhao Wanqiu moved the nozzle, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Because this is the first time Fang Yi has refused her request since she was a child.

But soon, the little girl forgot about her unhappiness, and continued to ask Fang Yi questions with a smile.

Time just slipped away a little bit, and before you knew it, the sun was setting in the west.

Zhao Wan didn't go home for dinner, but stayed at Fang Yi's house to eat.

To this end, Zhuang Shufen also deliberately bought a lot of braised vegetables.

Look at this treat!

After dinner, it was already six o'clock, and the sun was gradually setting.

Looking at the darkening sky outside the house, Zhao Wanqiu asked expectantly, "Brother Yi, can we go now?"

"It's almost time, let's go!"

Fang Yi said, picked up the car keys and went out.

All the way downstairs, after starting the car, he drove the car towards Nanmen Street in the city.

Nanmen Street, which sounds grand and grand, is easily reminiscent of Nantianmen.

But in fact, Nanmen Street is just a very narrow street.

When there was a wave of layoffs in the 1990s, some laid-off workers began to start private businesses one after another.

It is said to be a business, but basically it is a small stall.

In the beginning, the stalls were scattered, and there were stalls everywhere in the city.

Later, as more and more laid-off people set up stalls, these people also began to gather in Nanmen Street in an organized manner, eventually forming the most lively night market in Jiangzhen City.

When it gets dark, Nanmen Street becomes the busiest place in the whole city.

When Fang Yi drove to Nanmen Street, there were already quite a few stalls set up.

The good spots have been robbed, and the remaining spots are no different.

After Fang Yi parked the car, he took out a folding table, and Zhao Wanqiu began to organize the goods.

The two of them didn't take too much, they only took three or four pieces of each type.

But even so, the folding tables are still piled up.

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After finishing these, the two of them each unfolded a small ponytail, and sat behind the stalls like they were.

However, after waiting for a while, no one came to buy anything.

Zhao Wanqiu was a little dumbfounded, this is completely different from the picture he imagined!

So, she turned her head and asked, "Brother Yi, what should I do?"

After looking around the noisy environment of the night market, Fang Yi smiled and said, "It was my mistake, I forgot the most essential steps of opening a dollar store!"

"What steps?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wanqiu suddenly became interested.

I saw Fang Yi pick up a loudspeaker from behind, and after turning on the switch, he raised the loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Come and have a look, the audience is only one yuan! Pass by, don't miss it, you can't buy one yuan suffer...

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Accompanied by the loudspeaker's amplification effect, it didn't take long for several customers to be attracted.

Doesn't that open up the situation?

Looking at all kinds of exquisite and exquisitely crafted goods, an aunt asked questioningly: "It really only takes one dollar!"

Fang Yi raised his loudspeaker and replied, "It's all just one dollar! After today, it will be gone tomorrow!

The aunt picked up a washbasin and knocked on it, still in disbelief, "Young man, I haven't read a book, don't lie to me!"

Zhao Wanqiu, who was on the side, said in a helpful voice, "Auntie, if you say a dollar, I won't charge you an extra cent!"

She is not Han Ning's kind of good-looking baby. She has followed Fang Yi's buttocks since she was a child, and has a lively personality.

Even if it is the first time to set up a stall, there is no worry at all.

Hearing this, the aunt and several other guests' eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately began to bury their heads in choosing.

Fang Yi deliberately placed the goods in a mess and stacked them on top of each other.

Although this is not beautiful, it gives customers the illusion that they are in Taobao.

People have a herd mentality, and when they see others around, they can't help but lean in and take a look.

At this point, he can't go.

The idea of ​​a dollar store appeared for the first time in this era, and many people felt it was very novel.

In addition, low prices and exquisite products make them have the urge to shop.

Only one dollar so cheap, buy it!

Not long after, Fang Yi and Zhao Wanqiu's booth was surrounded by a dark circle of people. work,

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