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Yu Jingyuan said calmly: "My family is from out of town and I am not used to the food in the cafeteria. In order to avoid my mother at home complaining about it, I would like to ask my little comrade to provide me with three meals a day."
"Two hundred yuan a year, and the food expenses are paid separately. Do you want to accept this job?" "
Zhu Jiayi blinked her eyes and nodded repeatedly with a smile: "Take it, I'll definitely take it!"
¡°I don¡¯t know how many people are waiting for such a good thing, and she is not stupid.
With an extra two hundred yuan in start-up capital, she added a lot of things to her list, and this was just for reference. If she could encounter hot-selling goods, she would be blessed by the god of luck.
The next day, she ate a bowl of noodles, steamed buns for Yu Jingyuan, and rushed to the wholesale market on the first train.
As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the market, there was an extended tricycle pulling a load of goods.
The man¡¯s eyes were darting around, as if he was wary of something, and he was kicking his feet hard. He did not go into the market, but found a remote corner. From time to time, he would stop people passing by, point to his goods and whisper something.
However, the people who were held back looked at the goods, shook their heads and left.
Zhu Jiayi had a keen eye and saw that it was a cart of trendy fabrics, but for some reason no one wanted them.
She walked over there pretending to be careless, holding a hand-drawn drawing in her hand, standing still and looking blankly, muttering in a low voice: "Hey, where is this fabric seller? Is this Dong?"
"Hey, little comrade, do you want to buy fabric?" The man's ears caught the word "cloth" and he immediately stepped forward as if he had been given a shot of blood. He had a standard Beijing movie voice and looked immature. He didn't have much social experience at first glance. He deserves to be deceived!
He smiled and said: "I happen to have a batch of fabrics. Look, the price is absolutely as low as cabbage price!"
"What's the real price?" Zhu Jiayi asked in a confused tone.
"No, look at my material. The material is very good." The man opened up the fabric on his car and praised it without any politeness: "This is an export product from a major manufacturer in our country. The quality and pattern are very trendy. Very, if I hadn¡¯t had someone inside, I wouldn¡¯t have been able to get the goods.
How about, if you want more, the price of this car is 1,000 yuan without a ticket, how about it?
The cloth is very solid. There are almost ten pieces of cloth in this roll. There are eight volumes in total here!
??????????????????????????????????? Out out of the blue, you know that a foot of good cloth costs two or three pieces, even the cheap ones only cost 50 or 60 cents, and you still need to pay for it. "
The stacks of fabrics exposed include retro-colored nylon, floral cotton, and brightly colored Deliang and Dika! She touched it and found that the quality was indeed good.
However, the man did not let her open them all, "I only have these things, and I will leave as soon as I sell them. It is not worth renting a stall. If the patrol sees it, I will be punished severely, and I will have to go in for a few days. Little Comrade Please be considerate."
Zhu Jiayi sighed regretfully: "I really want to buy all this truckload of goods, but I don't have much money."
Hearing that there was something going on, the man continued to cheat and said: "Comrade, the price is negotiable. If you buy them all, I will give you a cheaper price, 950 yuan, and you will save the round-trip fare, right?"
She still waved her hands and stepped forward with a look of reluctance, "Forget it, it's too different. I'm just helping my neighbor buy some cheap fabrics, so let's go shopping inside."
"Hey, little comrade, please don't leave. You can tell me how much," the man quickly stepped forward to stop her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com