Chapter 4 The cultivation of the old oil

After the two sides signed the agreement, Zhao Zhuo left the textile factory with the contract.

The buyer has been decided, and the next step is to go to Moscow to find a seller.

Thanks to the fact that when he cooperated with that swindler, he bought the ticket first, otherwise he would not have been able to go to Moscow.

"Although I have a ticket, if I go to Moscow, I have to spend five days all the way, where can I get the money for food and drink?"

Zhao Zhuo, who was wandering on the street, made a difficulty.

As the saying goes, a poor family is rich, and he is now so poor that if he goes to Moscow like this, he will definitely starve, and he may not be able to get there.

At this moment, a thin monkey-looking young man standing at the door of the billiard hall not far away greeted Zhao Zhuo enthusiastically.

"Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo, why are you going!"

Zhao Zhuo glanced at the thin monkey-like man, searched in his memory, and knew that this guy's name was Zhang Hao, and he was the current little boss of the Black Eight Billiards Hall.

In the days when Zhao Zhuo first came back, his friends always took him to the billiards hall here to play billiards and drink, and he was also a familiar friend.

"I just went over there to talk about some business, don't you want to go home?" Zhao Zhuo responded absentmindedly.

His mind is now full of the idea of making money, and he has no intention of having fun.

Zhang Hao took three steps and two steps to Zhao Zhuo's side, put his shoulder on his shoulder, and looked like a warm good brother.

"Brother Zhuo, don't be in a hurry to leave, my brother wants to ask you for help if he has something!"

Zhang Hao's expression was slightly respectful, with a begging attitude, Zhao Zhuo had gone to a big city in the south to work hard, and he was much more knowledgeable than them.

Zhao Zhuo was depressed in his heart and had no place to get money, so he originally wanted to refuse directly, but he had been a businessman all his life in his previous life and had never directly refused others.

At this time, he could only ask a little impatiently: "If you tell me something first, I don't dare to guarantee that I can help." ”

Zhang Hao scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I got some goods from the clothing and hat knitting factory, and I want to find a way to sell them, Brother Zhuo, do you have such a way here?" ”

Zhao Zhuo stopped, he was really sleepy, someone gave him a pillow, this is not clear that he is here to send money to himself?

"What you said, I'm not a god, you tell me first, what kind of goods?"

Although Zhao Zhuo was already vaguely excited in his heart, on the surface, he still pretended to be careless, this is the cultivation of an old businessman.

Zhang Hao was embarrassed to get up, and whispered: "It's a batch of underwear, worn by women, there was a problem with the machine at that time, and the yardage made was too large." ”

Intuition told Zhao Zhuo that the size of underwear is too large, as long as there is no problem with the quality, there will definitely be no worries about sales, and there must be something greasy in it.

Zhao Zhuo raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, but stared at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was stared at, and hurriedly said, "It's not a little bit bigger, our girls here are not that big at all!" This is a batch of defective products. ”

Zhao Zhuo nodded, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You really have a problem for me, and I can't deal with it!" ”

His tone was very difficult, as if there was really nothing he could do.

Zhang Hao sighed helplessly, and said bitterly: "Brother Zhuo help me think of a way, I was also cheated, and I spent hundreds of dollars for this batch of goods!" ”

Zhao Zhuo already had an abacus in his heart, and the previous life was the same as the old. Mao Zi has been dealing with them for half his life, can he still understand them?

When the women over there get older, their bodies become bloated.

Plus size underwear may not be sold in the country, but in the old. Maozi's side, that's the bestseller.

However, he definitely can't tell Zhang Hao directly, otherwise, where will he go to ask for benefits?

Zhao Zhuo pretended to scratch his head, and said very embarrassed: "We are all brothers, others come to me, I will definitely not find this trouble for myself, you wait for my news first, I'll go back and ask." ”

Zhang Hao didn't care if what Zhao Zhuo said was true or not, his face was no longer frustrated before, but full of joy.

"Okay, Brother Zhuo, then I'll wait for your news, as long as you can find a way to help me get this batch of goods out and don't let me lose money!"

Zhao Zhuo said haha, and the two exchanged a few more polite words before he turned around and left.

He could have agreed directly, but in that case, this matter was obviously too simple, how could he find Zhang Hao to open his mouth?

With Zhang Hao's matter, Zhao Zhuo felt down-to-earth, and when he returned home, he directly packed his luggage.

The train to Moscow was five days later, and he had to go to the capital to take a train, seven days along the way, and he had to spend entirely on the train.

Zhao Zhuo lay at home for three days, and Zhang Hao came to him twice, but he couldn't do it well, but he prevaricated with the excuse of a little eyebrows.

Seeing that it was time to go to the capital, he came to Zhang Hao's billiard hall.

Zhang Hao, who was busy playing billiards for others, saw Zhao Zhuo who pushed the door in, and hurriedly trotted to greet him.

"Brother Zhuo, is the matter done?"

Zhang Hao is young after all, and he can't hold back the eagerness in his heart.

Zhao Zhuo nodded with a wry smile, and persuaded in a gentle tone: "The matter is done, but brother, I'll tell you the truth, you don't want the goods, you can pay a few hundred yuan if you lose it." ”

He looked like he was thinking about Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhao Zhuo opened his mouth, as if he was very embarrassed.

"There is definitely no domestic market, I can only help you find a foreign one!"

He paused, then said, "I'm just going to get old. Maozi, I asked for you, people do need it, but they have to send things to the capital first, and then send them over, which is a few hundred yuan! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hao nodded, thought about it and asked, "Can you earn this money back?" ”

Zhao Zhuo smiled and said, "There is hope, because you also know that there is a shortage of things over there!" ”

Old. What is the general environment on Maozi's side, everyone knows in their hearts.

What's more, Zhao Zhuo is very worried about Zhang Hao's thoughts, this guy runs a billiard hall, he is quite rich, and he loses 1,800 yuan, which is not a problem.

Sure enough, Zhang Hao heard Zhao Zhuo's words and paced back and forth in place.

"Brother, you look at the arrangement, how much does it cost, you tell me! I don't lose money, as much as I can earn, it's all yours! ”

Zhao Zhuo pretended to be angry, "What did you say, brother, am I that kind of person?" I'm here to help you, look at you! ”

Zhang Hao hurriedly persuaded Zhao Zhuo, and the two pushed and conceded, and then it was determined that the money earned would be divided in half.

After determining the plan, Zhao Zhuo simply calculated for Zhang Hao that it would take more than 600 yuan for freight, and Zhao Zhuo took the money before leaving.

Leaving the billiard hall, Zhao Zhuo was not idle, came to the warehouse where the underwear was placed, found a car casually, and delivered the underwear to his earthen house in the suburbs.

Really send these things to Moscow, how can 600 yuan be enough for shipping? What does he spend on the road?