What kind of fate Zheng Jibo will have, Guo Yongkun is too lazy to care. The next day he took Wang Ziqiang and others on the train back to Beijing.

Of course, there must be a group of people in the same industry.

"Why, how much does it cost?"

Since Ye Qingcian got on the train and the two of them lived in a box again, I don't know how many times they have repeated this sentence.

"I said that you are really strange, Chuncheng Junzi Lan fell sharply, it is a good time to pick up the leak, that pot of phoenix crown can be obtained for a few thousand yuan, why spend a lot of money to buy my pot of flowers?" Guo Yongkun patted his forehead and said.

He always felt that selling the gifts from his friends was a little too inferior. And if you send it, to be honest, it's a little reluctant, after all, the more you understand, the more you understand the preciousness of this pot of flowers.

My grandfather is 80 years old, and he only has one life in life, so if he wants to give it away, he will give him a good thing that he can't put down. ”

"It's like I have two birthdays on my eighteenth birthday. Guo Yongkun rolled his eyes.

Ye Qing was angry, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and glared at him viciously, "Anyway, you have to sell it today, and if you don't sell it, you have to sell it!"

Yo, they're all starting to play tricks.

"Or else?"

"Or else...... Otherwise, I'll bite you to death!" Ye Qingcicada said with her snow-white teeth bared.

"I didn't take a shower yesterday. ”

“...... Guo Yongkun, you are a dignified man, and your words are not counted. ”

I can't play tricks, and I started to pee on the cat again.

Guo Yongkun sighed secretly, but after all, he couldn't withstand her soft grinding and hard bubbles, "Do you have foreign exchange?"

Ye Qingcian wiped away her tears, her delicate body was shocked, and she said: "Yes, you want foreign exchange? I have ringgit, how much do you want?"

Ringgit: Who wants this kind of thing, it's not as good as the renminbi. Guo Yongkun shook his head, "I said dollars." ”

"Nope. ”

"Isn't your family so rich that you have a joint venture with the government to set up a factory, and you don't have any dollar reserves?"

"That's not mine. ”

I can't talk about it this day. Guo Yongkun fell sideways and pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

"Guo Yongkun, you just deliberately embarrassed me, what dollars do you want to sell potted flowers?"

"Who said I was going to sell flowers?"

"You!" Ye Qingcicada deflated, and saw that he was going to pee on the cat again.

Guo Yongkun hurriedly spoke up, "I said eldest lady, can you stop crying at every turn?"

"Who let you bully me!"

"I mean, I'm not going to sell this flower, I'm going to give it to you. ”

Ye Qingcicada was stunned at first, and almost didn't jump out of bed in the next second, "Really?"

"But there is a premise. You'll have to give me some dollars. ”

"Redeem?"

"That's right. ”

Guo Yongkun was also helpless, after all, he couldn't sell his friend's gift, but he felt a loss for nothing, so he remembered that he had a matter to be dealt with at hand.

If he doesn't send money to the United States, his sister is afraid that she will really have to wash the dishes.

"How much?"

"Of course, the more the merrier. ”

Ye Qingcian bit her lip and said with some embarrassment: "I can help you redeem it, but it's hard to say how much, my dad has been expanding the scale of the industry and importing machinery and equipment in recent years, and it seems that he is quite short of US dollars." ”

"Yes. "Guo Yongkun is not strong. Of course, if this girl dares to send him away, it will not be so easy.

"Then you have to go to Yangcheng with me, otherwise how can you redeem it?"

I can only run once. Guo Yongkun thought to himself.

After coming to the capital, Guo Yongkun met with Lu Ping'an again, and handed him a passbook with a factory account, which contained 100,000 yuan as the starting capital for him to form a team. If you still need to pay in the future, you have to contact the factory and go through the formal approval process.

In short, Guo Yongkun handed over the stall in the north to him, and it will soon be clear how capable Lu Ping'an is.

Three days later, Yangcheng Baiyun Hotel.

"That's it?"

Guo Yongkun took a white envelope handed over by Ye Qingcicada, took out the Franklin inside and counted it, exactly five thousand yuan.

"yes. Ye Qingcicada was a little weak-hearted. After learning the identity of the other party, he knew that he was a good man, and the five thousand dollars seemed to be less.

But she had done her best, and yesterday she went home and asked her father, who thought that she should be able to take out tens of thousands of dollars, but her father almost choked her to death with a word.

"I still want US dollars, last month's foreign exchange for imported machine tools was approved by the leadership, and the company's export department is still being formed, where can I get US dollars?"

Just the 5,000 US dollars, she did everything she could, so that her father was tired of it, and she was reluctant to take it out.

"How about you make up a whole number?" Guo Yongkun was quite speechless, he already had an understanding of Ye Qingciao's background, in the words of later generations, there was a mine at home, and several factories were opened, but he didn't expect that even this kind of overseas Chinese rich businessman was so pitiful.

This is also more and more determined, and he wants Jianlibao to go out as soon as possible.

Ye Qingcian rubbed his head, hurt his mind for a while, and said in a tentative tone, "Otherwise, I'll take you to the market to exchange it, or the exchange ratio will be a little higher." ”

She knew she couldn't convince her father, even if she could come up with some.

The family business has moved back to the mainland from Southeast Asia, and it has been building a lot of construction in recent years, and foreign exchange is needed in all aspects, which can be described as overstretched, and it has not even made a profit.

Guo Yongkun turned his head sideways and asked, "Black market?"

"What is the black market?" Ye Qingcicada wondered.

You're afraid you're a stupid white sweet. Guo Yongkun thought to himself, so he roughly told her about the situation in the black market.

"Yes, yes, it's the black market. Ye Qingcian was a little excited because he learned a new concept, and said with a smile, "But the situation on our side is a little different from what you said, those people are not hiding in small alleys, and they are not as difficult to find as you said, and those with fixed bases are easy to recognize." ”

"Oh?" Guo Yongkun was surprised, thinking to himself that it was so blatant? However, he couldn't wait, "Okay, then you can take me to take a look." ”

"Let's go. ”

Ten minutes later, Guo Yongkun finally understood why Ye Qingcian said this, the scalpers who engage in foreign exchange trading here in Yangcheng are not blatant, but unscrupulous!

This is the Yangcheng Friendship Store, in fact, it is not far from the Baiyun Hotel, but Guo Yongkun didn't know it was here before, so he hadn't been here.

Otherwise, I'm going to have to come and have a look.

There are many friendship shops in our country, especially in provincial capitals, and there must be at least one. But among so many friendship shops, this one is the most famous.

First of all, the seniority is not to mention, the original site seems to be on the side of the South Building, and the store opened in 1959. Then the relocation took place at the end of the seventies.

And at the moment, the scale is quite huge.

Guo Yongkun has read a report before, and it is said that the total area is close to 10,000 square meters!

What is this concept?

Compared with the large supermarkets of later generations, they are not much more reckless.

Looking at the three-story shopping mall in front of him, Guo Yongkun really couldn't wait to walk in and take a look. But today's purpose is not to do this, and I can only be patient. At this moment, his eyes swept over the young people gathered in three or two outside the door on the first floor.

Although they were dressed differently, they behaved in general the same way, and the cat was somewhere, and their eyes were glancing around. At the same time, there is a common feature, among the two or three people gathered together, there must be one person with a bag on his shoulder, mostly the kind of green liberation bag.

They don't exist at all, some people are still sitting on the floor with cigarettes in their mouths, isn't this unscrupulous?

"Have you changed before?" asked Guo Yongkun.

"That's not true, my friend told me when I came here before. ”

Guo Yongkun does not doubt that there is him, and there is no doubt that these people are scalpers at first glance, but whether they are reselling foreign exchange or not, you will know when you ask.

Thinking so, he stepped away and walked towards the nearest group of two people.

It's also two young men, these cattle are all such people, is there an age limit for doing this business? One is tall and one is short, and the tall one is about 1.8 meters, but it is very thin, like a bamboo pole. The short one is less than 1.7 meters, but he has a stocky figure and wears short sleeves to show his high bulging biceps.

The liberation bag was carried on his shoulder, bulging.

When the two saw someone approaching, they immediately threw away the cigarette butts in their hands and cheered up.

"Comrade ......"

"Speak Mandarin. ”

I don't know if it's Guo Yongkun's illusion, seeing him say this, a trace of joy flashed across their faces.

"Oh good. The short man seemed to be in charge, and he smiled: "What kind of foreign exchange are comrades looking for?"

"You still have many kinds?" Guo Yongkun was surprised.

"Yes! Hong Kong dollars, Japanese yen, British pounds, marks, and US dollars are all available. ”

The business is really not small.

"I want dollars. ”

"No problem, no problem, how much?"

Guo Yongkun didn't reply, and asked rhetorically, "What ratio?"

"Tong Su is not bullied, seven to one. ”

Damn, it's really dark enough, and it's not bullied.

At present, the official ratio is 2.8:1, which is a full two and a half times.

Guo Yongkun used to get US dollars from the black market in Hedong, and the ratio was only five to one, but even if there were not many US dollars on the black market in Hedong, he usually had to "order" in advance, and it was relatively easy to exchange Hong Kong dollars.

"It's too expensive. ”

"It's still expensive, the price of sincerity!"

Guo Yongkun believed that he only had a ghost, so he turned his head and left, there are always twenty or thirty scalpers here, so naturally he has to inquire a few more places.

He thought that the other party would definitely pull it, but he didn't, and just let him go.

Could it be that the business of this industry is so hot that it has reached the point where it can ignore customers?

Guo Yongkun was puzzled.

But soon, he knew why.

"What proportion?"

“7.5：1。 ”

"What proportion?"

“7.5：1。 ”

I asked several scalpers one after another, and the exchange ratio was all the same 7.5:1.

I don't know how these people get angry, but there is no doubt that they are familiar with each other, and they may be a gang with some kind of "non-compete rules" or something.

That is, if whoever "receives" the customer first, then the others will work together to help raise the price and help them facilitate the transaction.

The professionalism is admirable, but this behavior makes the customer very unhappy.

"Are there any other places like this?" Guo Yongkun looked at Ye Qingcian who was following behind him and asked, she was wearing a white mask, and her intention was self-evident.

Beautiful, sometimes there are beautiful troubles.

The weather is hot here in Yangcheng, and I don't wear much, a black slim dress will highlight the beautiful figure, if you expose your excellent face again, I am afraid that there will be a sight harvester. And not everyone likes the feeling of being watched.

"I don't know. ”

Guo Yongkun was also helpless, and came to the two young people at the beginning again.

"Look, comrade, we are most sincere. The short man laughed.

"6.5:1, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay to pull it down. ”

"That's not good, seven to one is the lowest ......"

Guo Yongkun is gone.

The thin bamboo pole and the short man looked at each other, and there was finally a trace of anxiety on their faces.

Ten seconds later.

"Eh, comrade, wait!"

There is no mistake