At this time, the footsteps of "oh, oh, oh" came, and Chen Xiangmaru appeared at the door of the office after him.

"Brother Zhu, now our total daily sales can reach 95,000 pieces, and we will soon break 100,000 pieces."

Chen Xiangwan's face was full of joy.

Zhu Xiaohua was also quite surprised, and asked: "It has reached 95,000 so quickly?" That's 15,000 more than the previous 80,000. ”

Chen Xiangmaru said: "After the Daye Wholesale Center was seized, I took the opportunity to lead people to occupy several of their villages, and now the markets in several villages around the railway station and bus station are also ours. ”

"The extra 15,000 is the market share of the original big leaves."

Zhu Xiaohua grinned: "In this way, we also want to thank the Daye Wholesale Center and the old Qiao family." They helped us develop the market around the train station and bus station. ”

Chen Xiangwan said: "It is true, without their hard work in the early stage, these scattered markets, we would almost impossible to do in such a short period of time." ”

Zhu Xiaohua nodded.

He asked Chen Xiangwan to stare at the Daye Wholesale Center, and wanted to have an upright head-to-head competition with the Daye Wholesale Center, but he didn't expect that Daye didn't hold on, and before the war officially started, he fell first.

Their popsicle factory was vandalized, but they picked up the bargain in these small markets.

It's really a lost east, and a mulberry elm is harvested.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "Good job, in this way, we may really have no opponents in Lucheng." From now on, there is no need to rush to expand the market and wait for our production to catch up. ”

In the days that followed, the Xiaohua popsicle factory resumed production, and sales at the railway station wholesale center returned to pre-accident levels.

Li Yanqiu was arrested for instructing others to steal, the Lucheng River Popsicle Factory stopped production, and the supply of popsicles in the entire Lucheng City was instantly tight, and retail prices were rising steadily.

Zhu Xiaohua also funded two new small popsicle factories and recruited them into his factory alliance to expand popsicle production.

Since then, there are no big wholesalers in Lucheng who can compete with Zhu Xiaohua.

The entire popsicle market in Lucheng was under Zhu Xiaohua's command.

Every day, after the various markets have settled their accounts, the cash received for the day is shipped to the wholesale center at the railway station. Banknotes from various markets and stations continued to flow into Zhu Xiaohua's office.

Soon, in the three offices on the second floor of his train station, there were five sacks of bills. Pieces and bags were all brand-new Da Unity banknotes, and the whole room was filled with the smell of ink.

Accountants Shen Yue and Xie Xiaoya would hand over the day's accounts to Zhu Xiaohua every evening.

On this day, Zhu Xiaohua added the two account books together, calculated the wholesale, and the factory's own production, his daily profit reached 2,500 yuan.

Two thousand five hundred dollars is an unthinkable figure in this era. He felt like he was in a dream, remembering that months ago, he was still worrying about his uncle Huang Ren's fifty yuan, and a few months later, he was sitting on a wealth of untold amounts.

After learning about Zhu Xiaohua's factory alliance, "Lucheng Evening News" specially investigated the popsicle market controlled by Zhu Xiaohua, and finally came to a conclusion that Zhu Xiaohua's daily sales of popsicles have exceeded 100,000.

For this reason, they specially interviewed Zhu Xiaohua and wrote in large characters: Zhu Xiaohua, the king of popsicles in Lucheng.

During the interview, the reporter said that eight out of ten popsicles eaten by Lucheng people were Zhu Xiaohua's.

Zhu Xiaohua is the largest wholesaler of popsicles in Lucheng and one of the largest popsicle manufacturers in Lucheng.

He invented the Factory Alliance, which combined popsicle production and sales to achieve on-demand production ahead of schedule.

Finally, the reporter also asked Zhu Xiaohua a personal question: "You are now the largest popsicle wholesaler in Lucheng, do you have any unfulfilled personal wishes?" ”

"Personal wishes?"

Zhu Xiaohua was stunned, obviously not expecting the reporter to ask this question.

He thought about it for a while, and his personal wish was to pay off the family's debts as soon as possible, settle his younger brother and sister, and then try to go back.

However, of course, he can't tell reporters that he wants to go back to 2021, more than 30 years later.

He said: "If you want to do it, first of all, buy a motorcycle. ”

The reporter smiled slightly, obviously he didn't expect the king of popsicles in Lucheng to have such a small wish, so he only wanted a motorcycle.

"This wish should be easily realized," the journalist said. With your current wealth, buying ten motorcycles won't be a problem. ”

Zhu Xiaohua humbly replied: "Ten cars are not good, one is enough." ”

After the reporter's interview, he returned to the club after work, and by the way, he took Zhu Xiaohua to Lucheng Motorcycle Dealership.

In the car dealership, brand-new motorcycles are placed in the hall, and there are several car buyers looking and touching inside.

At the door of the car dealership, many people were watching.

The owner of the car shop rode a magenta Suzuki 125 motorcycle back and forth. He would ride 200 meters east with the throttle and 200 meters west with the throttle, always spinning in front of the car shop to attract the crowd.

Zhu Xiaohua walked into the car dealership and took a closer look at the motorcycles of this era.

Most of the motorcycles are half-human-tall, bulky old-style motorcycles, such as Suzuki, Honda, Gangneung, Happiness, Goyang, etc.

The boss saw that Zhu Xiaohua was a young man and dressed extremely ordinarily, thinking that he was a poor ghost who only looked at it and didn't buy it, so he casually coped with it and said, "Look at the motorcycle casually, don't touch it if you don't buy it." ”

Zhu Xiaohua smiled slightly and walked into the store.

A middle-aged man in his thirties with a full beard rode a red Honda motorcycle and simulated driving.

The motorcycle didn't ignite and didn't have a throttle, so he simulated using his mouth instead.

"Boom, boom, boom, come on. Turn left! ”

Shouting a left turn, his whole body leaned to the left.

"Brake, refuel, turn right!"

He twisted the front of the car again, leaning his body to the right in an emergency. Imagine yourself flying close to the ground and making sharp turns, like the racers you saw in the video hall.

"It's not good, the curve is sharp, continue to turn right."

He continued to press his body low to the right, and the whole person was hanging from the motorcycle at an angle.

Suddenly there was a loud "boom", and the red Honda motorcycle fell to the ground tilting, and he was crushed under the motorcycle.

The motorcycle knocked down another motorcycle a meter away, and the motorcycles in the hall fell like dominoes.

There were rows of motorcycles standing just now, and they all fell to the ground in one direction in an instant.

Outside the trading house, the motorcycle owner was driving his Suzuki motorcycle back and forth when he heard the sound inside the shop and rushed back. Then he saw his beloved motorcycles all lying on the ground.