amaotonovel Chapter 1295 What's going to Hong Kong compared to this? Think long-term.
Chapter 1295 What's going to Hong Kong compared to this? Think long-term.
Chapter 1295 What's going to Hong Kong compared to this? Think long-term.
"Stop flattering me. I'll treat you to a big meal when I make some money," Qin Hao said with a smile, patting Yang Xun on the shoulder.
Yang Xun quickly patted his bulging wallet, which contained the 6500 yuan he had just received. The heavy feel of it made him feel both reassured and excited: "Brother Hao, you've helped me earn so much money, how could I let you treat me? It's definitely my treat!"
Qin Hao raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. "Alright, then I won't hold back. Don't regret it later."
"It's no big deal, it's just a meal, how much can it cost!" Yang Xun straightened his back, his voice filled with the boldness of a newborn calf. He thought to himself, "I'm a 'boss' with over six thousand yuan in my pocket now. A meal will only cost a few dozen yuan at most. How could I possibly go bankrupt?"
Qin Hao smiled knowingly and led Yang Xun through the bustling streets to a well-decorated Cantonese restaurant.
Yang Xun stood at the door, looking up at the gilded signboard and the hostesses in cheongsams at the entrance, his steps unconsciously slowing down.
"Brother Hao, this place..." Yang Xun swallowed, his voice unconsciously lowering a few decibels.
"What? Didn't you say you'd treat me to dinner?" Qin Hao looked at him with a half-smile.
Yang Xun gritted his teeth: "Please! Of course, please!"
As he spoke, he straightened his collar, trying to make himself look less like a country bumpkin.
The hostess smiled and led them to a window seat. Yang Xun sat down carefully, afraid of soiling the pristine white tablecloth. The waiter handed them the menu, and Yang Xun's eyes widened instantly when he opened it—the cheapest vegetable dish cost eight yuan!
"Brother Hao, this..." Yang Xun's voice trembled slightly.
Qin Hao had already expertly ordered: "White-cut chicken, steamed grouper, braised pigeon." With each dish name announced, Yang Xun's heart trembled.
"Another slow-cooked soup and two bowls of rice, please," Qin Hao said to the waiter, closing the menu.
After the waiter left, Yang Xun asked in a low voice, "Brother Hao, how much did this cost?"
Qin Hao poured him a cup of tea: "What's wrong? Weren't you being quite generous just now?"
Yang Xun chuckled awkwardly, "I was just asking."
The dishes arrived quickly, and their vibrant colors, aromas, and flavors made Yang Xun temporarily forget the shock of the price. He carefully picked up a piece of pigeon meat and put it in his mouth, his eyes widening in surprise—this tasted better than anything he had ever eaten in his life!
"Is it delicious?" Qin Hao asked with a smile.
Yang Xun nodded repeatedly, his mouth full of food, and mumbled, "Delicious, so delicious!"
The two devoured the dishes in no time. Yang Xun leaned back in his chair with satisfaction, patting his round belly, feeling that although the meal was expensive, it was definitely worth it.
"Waiter, the bill, please," Qin Hao waved.
Yang Xun then remembered that he was the one who was supposed to treat everyone to the meal, and quickly stood up: "I'll pay, I'll pay!"
As he spoke, he took out his wallet, ready to show off his wealth.
The waiter smiled and handed over the bill: "That'll be three hundred and sixty-eight yuan in total."
"How much? How much?" Yang Xun's voice suddenly rose, drawing the attention of several other tables of customers. He couldn't believe his ears, his hands trembling as he took the bill and carefully counted the numbers—it was indeed three hundred and sixty-eight yuan! That was equivalent to an average worker's annual salary!
Yang Xun swallowed hard, forcing himself to take out his money, when a long, strong hand reached out and covered his hand holding the banknotes.
Yang Xun looked up in surprise and saw Qin Hao with a teasing yet gentle smile on his face, saying to the waiter, "My little brother here was just teasing you. We've already paid the bill."
Two minutes later, the waiter returned from the front desk, bowing politely: "I'm so sorry, sir, the front desk has already taken the bill. Would you two like some fruit or dessert?"
"No need, thank you." Qin Hao waved his hand.
After the waiter left.
Yang Xun said, looking aggrieved, "Brother Hao, didn't we agree that I would treat you?"
Qin Hao chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "This meal was meant to broaden your horizons, but it really cost you a fortune? Send home what you need, or save it as capital. Don't squander it. It's just a meal; as long as you're happy."
Yang Xun was about to say something when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey! I knew the back view looked a bit like him! Boss Qin! What a coincidence that we meet again from afar!"
The two turned around and saw Zhang Hongbo, beaming, wearing a brand-new but slightly oversized suit with a crooked tie, striding towards them with a big smile. He was accompanied by two burly young men, who must have been soldiers, walking with a measured and imposing gait.
Qin Hao stood up, a friendly smile typical of businessmen on his face, and shook hands firmly with Zhang Hongbo who had walked over: "Mr. Zhang! It's really fate that we meet again after just parting ways."
Zhang Hongbo laughed heartily, "Thanks to Boss Qin, those color TVs sold quite well. I brought a few friends over for a meal."
As he spoke, he leaned closer to Qin Hao and lowered his voice, saying, "Boss Qin is quite wealthy; he sold out so many color TVs in just one day."
Qin Hao smiled calmly, "Mr. Zhang, you're joking. It won't be that fast; there's still more than half left. If we can't sell them all, we might have to ask Mr. Zhang for help."
Zhang Hongbo smiled knowingly. "Haha, no problem! No problem! Boss Qin, you're too kind! We're brothers, helping each other out is just a matter of a word! Well... I won't disturb your celebration any longer, I have some friends over there."
After Zhang Hongbo left, Yang Xun asked suspiciously, "Brother Hao, weren't all our color TVs sold out? How come you say there are still more than half left?"
Qin Hao said meaningfully, "Young Yang Xun, remember, in business you must know how to conceal your abilities. Don't flaunt your wealth, understand?"
Yang Xun nodded thoughtfully.
The next morning, it was the same bumpy long-distance bus heading to Shantou. As the doors opened and Qin Hao and Yang Xun, carrying small bags, were about to board, they saw a familiar figure sitting in the middle window seat. Beside him were two young men from the previous night, presumably bodyguards they had hired after the near-robbery incident.
"Mr. Qin, what a coincidence!" Zhang Hongbo greeted him with a smile.
"Yes, what a coincidence," Qin Hao replied with a smile.
The three exchanged a smile, none of them mentioning what happened last night, but they understood each other implicitly.
Upon arriving at Shantou Bus Station, they found the exit teeming with people. The three followed the flow of passengers, and just as they stopped at the entrance, hesitating whether to part ways or exchange pleasantries, a dark-skinned, thin figure, nimble as a boy, darted through the crowd, excitedly calling out, "Boss Qin! Boss Yang! Over here!"
Ah Qiang said eagerly, "I've got the goods you wanted! The quality is absolutely top-notch! I was just worried about not being able to find you, so come with me!"
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Qin Hao's eyes. He turned to Zhang Hongbo and said politely, "Mr. Zhang, we need to go check on the goods with A-Qiang first. We'll talk again later?"
Zhang Hongbo nodded in understanding: "Okay, I also need to meet with some regular customers to discuss some matters. See you later, we'll talk again!"
He turned and merged into another stream of people, clutching his bulging briefcase.
A-Qiang pedaled his tricycle, leading Qin Hao and Yang Xun through the familiar streets and alleys with practiced ease. However, this time they didn't wander around or go to the usual ordinary courtyard filled with all sorts of counterfeit goods. Instead, they drove straight into the depths of the village, finally stopping in front of a house that looked taller and more spacious.
Two dark-skinned, muscular men stood guard at the entrance. When they saw A-Qiang bringing his men over, they gave Qin Hao and Yang Xun a sharp once-over before silently letting them through after A-Qiang nodded in greeting.
Ah Qiang jumped out of the car, took out his keys, and opened the heavy iron gate: "Come in, Boss Qin, the goods are inside."
"Look at this! It's a genuine Japanese import! It's the same kind of product as the ones in the Overseas Chinese Store!" A-Qiang's voice was filled with pride: "The original factory seal is still on! There's not a single mark on the outer shell! It's absolutely a first-hand source."
Qin Hao carefully inspected several samples and found that the quality was indeed good, and there were no signs of disassembly on the TV casing.
"Hmm, the goods are indeed good." After inspecting the TV, Qin Hao gently closed the back cover, and a satisfied expression finally appeared on his face.
Hearing this, Ah Qiang rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Of course, we never rip off acquaintances! Boss Qin, what do you think of this price..."
As he spoke, his shrewd little eyes darted around.
"Same old rule. We've been doing business together for so long." Qin Hao casually began to haggle: "The product is good, 880 per unit, how about it?"
Ah Qiang immediately jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on: "Boss Qin! You're kidding! This is a brand new Toshiba color TV! The cost of picking it up in Hong Kong is over 900 per unit, 940 per unit is the lowest you can go!"
"900 per unit." Qin Hao said calmly, "I'll take seventy units at once, and my little brother here also needs seven, making a total of seventy-seven units."
Seeing Qin Hao's uncompromising attitude, A-Qiang hesitated for a long time with a bitter face. Considering that Qin Hao was a straightforward person, quick to pay, and had a large demand, he considered him a high-quality customer.
Finally, gritting his teeth as if making a huge decision, he slapped his thigh and said, "Fine! For Mr. Qin's sake, nine hundred it is! A package deal for seventy-seven units! Consider it making friends!"
The payment was settled. A-Qiang directed his men to begin packing and sealing the truck. As he was leaving, he seemed to remember something and pulled a plastic shopping bag from an inconspicuous corner. Inside was a relatively new-looking Hitachi radio.
"Boss Yang," A-Qiang said with a grin, handing the radio to Qin Hao, "Boss Qin, this is just a small token of my appreciation! It's a free gift! Thank you both for your patronage! Next time you need anything, remember to come to me, A-Qiang!"
Qin Hao patted Yang Xun on the shoulder and laughed, "See that, young Yang Xun? This is what it means to know how to do business!"
"I've learned another trick from Brother Qiang."
Yang Xun scratched his head, and A-Qiang was also a little embarrassed by the praise.
For the next three months, Qin Hao and Yang Xun continued this division of labor and cooperation.
Qin Hao was in charge of purchasing, while Yang Xun was in charge of sales. With the accumulation of experience, Yang Xun's sales skills became more and more proficient, and he gradually developed his own customer network.
In just three months, Qin Hao's initial investment of 50,000 yuan grew to an astonishing 127 million yuan, while Yang Xun earned his first 100,000 yuan.
But on June 3rd, just as Yang Xun was excitedly preparing to go buy more goods, Qin Hao suddenly said, "Young Yang Xun, we're not doing this business anymore."
Yang Xun's eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "Brother Hao, how can you just quit such a lucrative business like this?"
Qin Hao didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Zhang Hongbo has been arrested, did you know?"
Yang Xun's face turned deathly pale instantly. He had indeed heard a few days ago that Zhang Hongbo had been arrested for reselling color TVs, and that the case was supposedly serious, potentially leading to him spending the rest of his life in jail.
Fortunately, Qin Hao didn't interact too much with Zhang Hongbo back then, and immediately moved the warehouse and residence afterwards. Yang Xun still feels scared when he thinks about it now.
"He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet." Qin Hao patted Yang Xun on the shoulder. "The reason I brought you into this business was to quickly accumulate initial capital. Now that we have money, there's no need to take risks."
At this point, Qin Hao paused, "Besides, the business of reselling color TVs can never grow to a large scale. There are plenty of other profitable businesses; there's no need to focus solely on this one."
Yang Xun's eyes widened in disbelief: "Is there really a more profitable business than reselling color TVs?"
Qin Hao smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out when the time comes."
The next day, Qin Hao brought Yang Xun to Shantou again. A-Qiang was delighted to see them; they were his biggest clients. However, when Yang Xun said they weren't there to buy goods this time, A-Qiang couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Qiang, didn't you say before that your dad and uncle were in Hong Kong?" Qin Hao asked.
Ah Qiang nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"
“Have them help me get two work visas,” Qin Hao said bluntly.
Ah Qiang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly realized: "You're going to Hong Kong?"
Seeing Qin Hao nod, A-Qiang scratched his head: "Why go through all that trouble? If you want to go to Hong Kong, I can arrange for you to go."
Qin Hao chuckled: "Will we go by your smuggling ship?"
A-Qiang's eyes widened: "How could you—" He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly covering his mouth and looking around warily.
Qin Hao chuckled inwardly. He had done the same thing in the world of the Great Era. How could such a small thing be kept from him?
"You don't need to worry about that. Two work visas, how much it will cost, and how long it will take to process."
Ah Qiang patted his chest and said, "What kind of relationship do we have? Talking about money would be too formal. I'll call my dad right away."
Three days later, A-Qiang handed two work visas to Qin Hao.
That evening, Qin Hao took Yang Xun on the train back to Jinling County.
On the train, Yang Xun asked, both excited and nervous, "Brother Hao, are we really going to Hong Kong?"
Qin Hao gazed at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window and said calmly, "What? Scared?"
“It’s not that I’m scared,” Yang Xun scratched his head, “it just feels like a dream. Three months ago, I was just a country bumpkin who had never even left the county town, and now I’m going to Hong Kong!”
Qin Hao smiled and said, "Hong Kong is nothing. We'll get our passports sorted out this time, and we'll start expanding our international business next year."
"Brother Hao, you mean we can still go abroad?" Yang Xun's eyes lit up.
"Haha, just don't tell me you got seasick on an international flight."