Woo.

The sound of the train whistle broke through the layers of dawn fog and slowly drove into the territory of Shanghai.

It was still a little dark, and the whole world was like a weary traveler, struggling to wake up from a deep sleep.

Originally, the train was supposed to arrive at about 12 o'clock in the evening, but an accident occurred during the journey, making way for a special train, resulting in a delay of several hours.

About an hour later, Wang Qiang got off the train, it was only six o'clock in the morning, in this kind of inhuman time, the large field of gray cement, the arsenal seemed to be strict, and the two big yellow lights on the roof beams had not yet been extinguished, and the little bird was holding its wings.

Because the goods should arrive this morning, but it is estimated that the reason for giving way will not arrive until the afternoon.

It was useless for Wang Qiang to be anxious, so he simply carried his suitcase and walked along the north square to the east of the Friendship Guest House.

Along the way, I saw adults and children eating noodles, potstickers or small wontons at the open-air breakfast stalls from time to time, especially a little girl, although she bit the potstickers and screamed, but still tried to stuff them into her mouth.

Twenty minutes.

Turn into the alley.

Not far ahead, there is a sign of the Friendship Guest House.

It's just that to Wang Qiang's surprise, the iron door has been opened, and the scolding voice of the proprietress came from inside, "Zhu Rongxing, you still don't get up?

Looking at the blood sun that had just risen in the east, Wang Qiang was amused, walked inside, and stepped into the threshold.

The proprietress was carrying the counter on her back, scolding over there, "Hurry up and get up to buy groceries, don't delay cooking for the guests at noon, tell me how I married you lazy and gluttonous pus?"

Inside, Boss Zhu's hippie smile sounded, "It's not that you fancy my youthful spirit." ”

"Can you eat your spirits as food?" "The proprietress turned around after shouting, and suddenly saw Wang Qiang, her expression of hatred for iron and steel was instantly full of smiles, "Ah, Xiao Wang!?"

Wang Qiang smiled and nodded, "Well, eldest sister, did you have breakfast?"

Boss Zhu poked his head out of it shirtless, "Hey, Xiao Wang is back, I haven't eaten, hurry up and come in together." ”

Wang Qiang walked in with his suitcase.

The proprietress followed up and served the porridge enthusiastically, and just put the porridge bowl on the small round table, a guest shouted outside, and she went out.

Boss Zhu, who was about to brush his teeth on the balcony, pouted outside and whispered, "Good men don't fight women." ”

Who knew that the proprietress outside heard it and yelled, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, talk to Xiao Wang. Boss Zhu was so frightened that he hurriedly replied.

provoked Wang Qiang, who had just sat on the small bench, laughed.

After a while, Boss Zhu finished washing, sat down at the small round table, and asked, "Xiao Wang, what have you been doing in the past three or four days?"

Wang Qiang smiled and groaned: "I went out once, by the way, I brought you something back." As he spoke, he opened the suitcase and took out a high-quality imitation LV boss handbag and a smuggled Issey Miyake perfume from inside.

Boss Zhu is very knowledgeable, and at first glance he was surprised when he saw the LV bag: "Louis Vuitton?"

Wang Qiang was surprised: "Do you still know Louis Vuitton?"

"Hey, I saw that Boss Wang used it, and I knew that it was a world famous brand. Boss Zhu's eyes were straight, "Where did you get it?"

Boss Wang?

I don't know each other, maybe it's a friend of Boss Zhu.

"Fake, high imitation. Wang Qiang explained, "I guess you can use it, so I brought you one." ”

Even if he heard that it was fake, Boss Zhu still couldn't stop loving it in his eyes, he couldn't put it down and grabbed it in his hand, screaming again and again was no different from the real one, and he didn't even have the mood to eat breakfast.

At this time, the proprietress walked in.

Wang Qiang handed over the perfume casually, "Sister, the perfume I brought you." ”

"You brought me perfume?" The proprietress couldn't stop rejoicing in her eyes, and said with praise: "I haven't seen Xiao Wang more and more capable for a few days, it's still an English brand of perfume." ”

In fact, this perfume is smuggled from France.

Boss Zhu said casually, "Fake, high imitation." "He co-authored it and thought perfume was too.

Wang Qiang smiled and said: "The perfume is not fake, it is just smuggled over, this is true, this perfume is called Issey Miyake, a Japanese brand, but the origin may be France." ”

The two things actually didn't cost much, especially the perfume, the other party asked for two hundred at the beginning, and finally Wang Qiang bargained for a hundred yuan and sold it, as for the high-imitation LV boss handbag, fifty yuan, a total of one hundred and fifteen.

Although one hundred and five is a lot of money now, Wang Qiang knows that if he comes to stay with Boss Zhu and his wife, he will definitely not charge accommodation fees, and will call him to eat for free, such as breakfast now, this kind of thing is not easy to refuse, so he simply sent something as a favor.

The proprietress kept applauding and showed off in front of Boss Zhu angrily.

Boss Zhu took a look at the high-imitation LV bag, and wanted to brag in front of his mother-in-law several times, but in the end he was like a frosted eggplant.

……

Afternoon.

Wang Qiang first went to the train station to pick up the goods and send them back to the hotel, and then waited until the sun was not so hot at about four o'clock, and then took 20 Walkmans, five red envelope machines, a suitcase tape, and game cards out of the house.

Just like last time, come to the entrance and exit of the North Plaza.

The old man who sells tea eggs is in the shade of the tree.

Wang Qiang greeted him with his things, "Uncle, long time no see." ”

The old man stared at him for a long time before he asked tentatively, "Are you Xiao Wang?"

Wang Qiang spread the cardboard paper on the ground, and while placing things, he half-jokingly said: "What, you haven't seen me for three or four days, you don't know me?"

"No, I just don't confirm. The old man was fanning the wind with a pu fan, and said with a smile: "I don't know you anymore when you change your outfit." ”

Open the suitcase and spread it out on cardboard.

"No, I just changed my clothes and changed my appearance?" Wang Qiang looked sideways and smiled.

The old man nodded slightly, "People have become more energetic and more energetic." ”

Wang Qiang quickly arranged it, took the Walkman he used last time, loaded it into the battery and tape, and played it, and sat on the cardboard to listen to the old man's boasting.

The Walkman speaker is playing this year's old wolf's latest "You at the Same Table", although this song has only been released for a few months, it has become popular all over the country.

Especially in the evening when the sun is not so baked, it works well.

Soon several people involuntarily gathered around, and one of them, a boy in his twenties, sang two sentences along with a wolf howl, "Who marries the sentimental you, who comforts you who loves to cry." ”

may have sung too ugly, causing a few young people next to him to chuckle.

The young man simply stopped singing, walked to the stall, and pointed to the cardboard that was written, "Walkman hundred?"

“…… I ...... on the battlefield in Vietnam," the old man was boasting about when he heard someone ask for a price and stopped.

Wang Qiang looked up, stood up and said with a smile: "Yes, a hundred." ”

The young man asked again, "What about the tapes?"

Wang Qiang stretched out three fingers, "Three pieces in a box." "Last time, the tape was given away for free, he sold it for two yuan a box, and now it costs money, he sells it a little more expensive, to be honest, he doesn't know how much a box of pirated tapes is in the store, and he set a price casually, anyway, it's just to make it more convenient for customers, not to make much money from tapes.

The young man bargained: "I'll get one cheaper." ”

Wang Qiang shook his head and said: "It's not cheap, you can't buy hundreds of them in the store, my Walkman doesn't have a recording function, so it's cheap, but one hundred is already a conscience price, and no matter how low it is, you will lose money." ”

The young man changed his tone, "I'll buy a Walkman and you give me a cassette tape." ”

"I really can't do it, I didn't make any money from your tapes, and the purchase price is three yuan a box. Wang Qiang said nonsense.

The young man hesitated for a moment, "Okay, take one, I'll pick the tape myself." ”

"Success, whatever you want. Wang Qiang asked the young man what color he liked, and took out a silver-white Walkman from it and handed it over.

In the end, the young man picked two cassette tapes, one of Tong Ange and Alan Tam.

Collect money.

The first business was made.

Wang Qiang is very satisfied, got off to a good start, and believes that business will be good today.