"Hello, can I ask for another bunch of fish balls?

The fish balls you made are really delicious, and they not only retain the Teochew flavor, but also have a lot of improvements in the sauce, which I like. ”

It was a special guest who spoke.

In this era, it is not an exaggeration to say that the New Territories are slums, and most of the customers in front of the fish ball stalls are wearing coarse cloth clothes and trousers, many of which are patched.

Although the guest in front of him was only in his early twenties, he was wearing a gray woolen suit, and his trousers were ironed straight and straight.

Stepping on a pair of round-toed black leather shoes, although these leather shoes are very old, they are still as bright as new, obviously they are often wearing shoe polish on time and caring for them with heart.

Standing in the middle of a group of coolies and water delivery workers, the young man in the suit stands out like a chicken, and it is difficult not to notice.

And he was very polite, and instead of calling him a fish ball boy, he called you, apparently in addition to his glamorous appearance, he was also a very cultured person.

Zhou Wenqiang had a good impression of him, smiled and gave him a string of fish balls and said, "I'm afraid Mr. is not a person who lives nearby, right?"

How could someone like you come here, it's not very stable around here, so let's leave quickly after eating the fish balls......"

Nearby is the famous 'sin capital' Kowloon Walled City, the man in the suit looks like a rich man, and Sven, people like him wander around the walled city, what is the difference between it and a fat sheep walking near the wolf's den?

Zhou Wenqiang also kindly reminded him.

"It's okay, in fact, I just have a suit and a pair of leather shoes that are worth a little money, I bought them a few years ago, and I'm a poor man."

The young man in the suit took the fish balls and said with a smile, with a strong Teochew accent in his voice: "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm a 'big head and a good face', in fact, I'm a salesman, and being well-dressed is also a sign of respect for guests." ”

"Oh, so you're a salesman?"

At this time, the coolies who got up early have dispersed, and people with better family backgrounds will not get up so early, there are not many customers in front of the fish ball stall, Zhou Wenqiang sees that this young man in a suit is very pleasing to the eye, and is willing to chat with him a few more words, and said with a smile: "I don't know what you are selling?" ”

It's not that there are no salesmen in this era, but it's rare to see salesmen who can have the consciousness of young people in suits, and Zhou Wenqiang was successfully aroused by his curiosity.

"Oh, I'm selling plastic flowers, here's our brochure, you can order some if you like."

The man in the suit handed over an album with various plastic flowers on it, and the workmanship was very good, almost chaotic.

"Plastic flowers?"

Zhou Wenqiang's heart moved, and he looked up at the man in the suit.

He has a wide forehead, black and white eyes, a slightly elongated face, and a pair of black-rimmed wide-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose......

"Plastic flowers have now become popular in Europe and the United States, which can be placed at home to improve the quality of the home, and there is no need to worry about it being insects.

It doesn't take a lot of time and energy to take care of it, but it is still a new thing on Hong Kong Island, and our factory is the first company on Hong Kong Island to produce plastic flowers. ”

The man in the suit introduced with some excitement: "In fact, plastic flowers are not only placed at home, if you can place two bouquets of plastic flowers on your fish ball stand, you will definitely be able to upgrade the grade and attract more customers."

Do you want to think about it?

Don't be in a hurry to refuse me, I'll come here tomorrow to sell plastic flowers, and it's not too late for you to decide. ”

"How many bouquets of flowers can I put in such a small fish ball stand?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and shook his head.

"Business is big or small, not to mention that your fish balls are so delicious, you will definitely be able to expand your business in the future, and then a small business will become a big business."

The man in the suit took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Zhou Wenqiang: "This is my business card, please take care of it."

If you think it's good, you can also help me introduce plastic flowers to the nearby vendors, and if it is a transaction through your introduction, I can give you a 10% commission......"

"Li Jiacheng!"

Looking at the business card in his hand, Zhou Wenqiang's eyes widened violently.

At the same time, I scolded my mother in my heart, isn't this the protagonist?

Li Jiacheng ate eight strings of fish balls in a row just now, but the system still didn't respond?

"My name is Li Jiacheng, everyone is about the same age, you can call me Jiacheng, I'm going to work, see ...... tomorrow"

Li Jiacheng waved his hand and was about to leave.

Time is money for him, and delicious fish balls have wasted too much of his time!

"Wait, I have something for you."

Zhou Wenqiang said: "The business card says that you are the sales manager, which means that this factory is not yours yet?" ”

"Oh?"

Li Jiacheng was stunned for a moment.

He has been polite and kind since he was a child, and he just gave the business card just out of politeness, but he didn't expect Zhou Wenqiang to be able to know words as a fish ball boy.

In fact, he didn't guess wrong, Zhou Wenqiang in this world was born in a poor family, how can he have the opportunity to read and write?

However, today's 'Zhou Wenqiang' is a serious high-tech graduate, and he is definitely an intellectual on Hong Kong Island in 49 years.

Seeing that Zhou Wenqiang was still a 'cultural person', Li Jiacheng suddenly had a little more respect.

"Yes, I am now working in a hardware factory, in fact, I saw that the plastic flower has a market prospect, so I persuaded the factory director to start production, if the plastic flower does not sell well in the end, I am afraid that I will be fired."

"Courageous!"

Zhou Wenqiang nodded, thought about it and said, "Although I'm just a fish ball boy, I still want to send you a word." ”

Li Jiacheng looked at Zhou Wenqiang and blinked: "Please speak." ”

"Since you are optimistic about the plastic flower market, you should trust your own judgment, such a good idea is actually taken out for others to do, don't you feel a loss?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled slightly: "Haven't you ever thought of raising funds yourself to invest in a plastic flower factory?"

I'll send you a word, 'part-time jobs are not developed'! ”

Although it is a movie world, the description of this 'superman' in the Hong Kong film world is also consistent with real history.

Next year, Li Jiacheng will make up his mind to use the money saved and part of the funds raised to start his own plastic factory with a total of 7,000 US dollars.

And in just a few years, he earned his first pot of gold, laying the foundation for becoming the richest Chinese man in the future.

Zhou Wenqiang is equivalent to half a year in advance, and one sentence broke Li Jiacheng's heart.

Li Jiacheng's body trembled, and he looked at this fish ball boy wearing tattered cloth clothes with patches stacked with patches.

I wondered, 'Why can he see through my heart?'

That's impossible! I have collected a lot of information to see that plastic flowers are promising, why does this fish ball boy think that I should invest in plastic flower factories with all my might?

Is this providence?

Is God going to use the mouth of this fish ball boy to help me make a decision?

"Thank you, I'll consider your proposal, but please help me keep this a secret for the time being."

Li Jiacheng glanced at Zhou Wenqiang deeply, and said again before leaving: "Before I make a final decision, I will definitely come to see you again!" ”

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Please go slowly, by the way, the next time we meet, you can call me Ah Qiang." ”

Seeing off salesman Li Jiacheng, Zhou Wenqiang began to prepare for the next wave of upcoming diners.

"Cuong?

It's really you, Ah Qiang!

You...... When did you move to Dongtou Village? ”

A voice of surprise suddenly sounded in my ears.