Different from the warmth and harmony in Chen Mo's family, the other side of the village has long been restless.

On Wang Cuihua's face, several bright red slap marks and blood marks have appeared.

The slap marks were made by his man, and the blood marks were scratched by Wang Dazhu's wife.

Just now, Wang Dazhu's wife went to the back mountain to take a look, and really found that there was a bedding in the brick kiln.

And that futon is the same as the lost bedding at home, you don't need to think much to know the cause and effect of the incident.

Then she went to Wang Cuihua's house to make a fuss, and the two sides quarreled endlessly.

Wang Cuihua, who was sitting on the ground, only had regret in her heart at the moment.

She didn't expect that the taciturn and even sloppy gamblers in the past would actually discover their ugly things.

If she hadn't gone to the bad gambler's house to make trouble today, this incident might not have happened.

Of course, it's all now, no matter how much she regrets it, it's useless.

……

Chen Mo had a good night's sleep this time, and when he opened his eyes, Tang Ruixue had already gone to work.

After Chen Mo played with his daughter at home for a morning, he came to Factory Street, ready to ask Zhao Weidong to go to the shoe factory together.

Just having a stall outside the factory is naturally not enough.

The reason why Chen Mo pulled Zhao Weidong together was to let him open another stall.

With two stalls, one in the east of the city and one in the west of the city, sales will definitely grow.

Chen Mo just knocked on the door here, and Zhao Changjiang was greeted with a rather cold face.

Without waiting for Chen Mo to speak, Zhao Changjiang spoke first: "Chen Mo, you say, what did you do with my son?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Mo was slightly stunned.

Zhao Weidong heard his father's voice in the house, and hurriedly ran out, looking helpless.

"Uncle, is there any misunderstanding?"

Chen Mo chuckled lightly and said enthusiastically.

"Let him earn thirty yuan a day, you are really capable, I don't care what you do, but don't take my son with you."

Zhao Changjiang opened his mouth coldly, and his tone was extremely stiff.

Hearing this, Chen Mo also understood, Zhao Changjiang must have misunderstood.

He explained: "Uncle, we are just going to sell shoes, and we are not doing anything else. ”

"Selling shoes?"

"Can you make 200 dollars a day selling shoes? If I can really make so much money, then I will simply resign from the unit and sell shoes with you. ”

Zhao Changjiang was full of disbelief and continued.

Zhao Weidong had already explained so much to him yesterday, but he insisted that Chen Mo took Zhao Weidong to do something unserious.

So he specially waited for Chen Mo today, just to warn him.

"Uncle, if you don't believe it, you can go over and have a look."

"We, the young people, must bind our personal ideals to the future of the country, the special economic zones have been set up, and the big packages have been issued, we just want to contribute to the society."

Chen Mo is flamboyant, and as soon as he speaks, he is individual and collective.

Seeing Chen Mo who was wooden in the past, and now he is talking one by one, Zhao Changjiang sneered again.

"Okay, since you invited me to take a look, then I'll go."

Zhao Changjiang agreed.

"We set up a stall at the gate of Guangming Shoe Factory at about four o'clock in the afternoon, and welcome my uncle to patronize the business at that time."

Chen Mo nodded, and did not forget to introduce the business.

"Dad, then I'll go over with Brother Chen, don't forget to come over in the afternoon to take care of business."

Zhao Weidong also walked past him, and then followed Chen Mo and slipped out.

Looking at the backs of the two, Zhao Changjiang shook his head helplessly.

Until now, Zhao Changjiang has felt that Chen Mo is unreliable.

After all, there is no way to change the concept that has accumulated over time.

Bright Shoe Factory.

The employees who originally made trouble were really brought back by Shi Dafu.

After the last three months' salaries, the employees stopped making trouble.

Now the factory has been restarted, and one or two hundred pairs of cotton shoes will roll off the assembly line every day.

He really started large-scale production according to Chen Mo's statement.

His main thing now is production, and Chen Mo's main thing is sales.

Yesterday, there were more than 300 pairs of shoes a day, and the net profit brought to him was about 500, and if Chen Mo's 200 was removed, it was also a big profit.

According to such a earning method, it is 10,000 yuan a month.

After Chen Mo came over, Shi Dafu invited him to the office.

After the time was almost over, Chen Mo set up a booth at the door of the factory again.

The slogan or something, it's still yesterday's slogan.

As soon as the stall was set up today, many people "came here".

The cotton shoes sold by Chen Mo are cheap and of high quality, which naturally attracts the attention of many people.

Coupled with the rendering of that story, it makes people feel like they are making a lot of money.

The original price of five or six yuan of cotton shoes is now sold for more than three yuan, which is equivalent to earning two or three yuan by buying a pair.

Although this algorithm is somewhat ridiculous, many people really think so.

So more than 100 pairs of cotton shoes were quickly sold out.

After a few hours, the cotton shoes sold reached a terrifying level of 400 pairs.

Chen Mo also knows that this is estimated to be the peak, and the estimated number of cotton shoes sold in the follow-up will gradually stabilize.

However, the residual heat generated by marketing should be able to bring some relatively stable customer sources.

What's more, Chen Mo is also ready to set up two more stalls and start selling them directly in the county.

As soon as today's sales came out, Chen Mo's dividend came to two hundred and five.

Although the dividend figure is a bit ugly, after adding a yuan to the end, it instantly becomes pleasant.

When selling shoes, Zhao Changjiang really came to see it.

At first, Zhao Changjiang saw so many people in the shoe stall, and he was still a little unimpressed.

But gradually, he found that the business of this shoe stall was extremely prosperous.

Coupled with the big horn and the repeated playback of the sister-in-law, he couldn't help but go up and buy a pair.

The original doubts about Chen Mo gradually disappeared.

Especially after seeing Zhao Weidong's thirty yuan dividend today, he was completely relieved.

However, in addition to peace of mind, Zhao Changjiang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

I have been working in the post for so many years, and I finally have a salary of eighty or ninety a month.

But after his son set up a stall for two days, he was almost equal to his own monthly salary.

This also made him feel a little melancholy, and even lamented the impermanence of the world.

Speculation in the past has become a way to make money today.

Chen Mo carried the money and returned home, it was already twilight.

When I opened the door, I saw an old man sitting on the kang.

He was holding a cigarette stick in his hand, smashing and smashing a cigarette, his face full of sadness.

"Dad."

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of him, Chen Mo's nose was sour, and he called out.