Chapter 14

Qiu Mingquan understood what she meant, once the state-owned store fully stocked up, he would never be able to do this business of blocking the door to increase the price.

"Thank you. The pens in my hand will be finished today at most. Don't worry."

"Koizumi, tell me the truth too." Wang Juan lowered her voice, and after listening to his long speech just now, she no longer had the slightest intention to treat him like a child, "If the gold pen arrives again, you still have to buy it." Do you want to do this business? To tell you the truth, I want to ask my brother to try it too."

Next to him, Zhao Decheng pricked up his ears, and his mind suddenly became lively. Oh, what Wang Juan said is interesting!

In Qiu Mingqing's heart, Feng Rui's voice suddenly sounded: "Just say you can do it, and tell that Zhao Decheng, he is watching!"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, and replied solemnly: "Why don't you do such an easy-to-make money business? Aunt Wang, to tell you the truth, I have made almost a thousand yuan these few days, and I am making money lying down."

Wang Juan exclaimed: "Oh, it's more than half a year's salary for me!"

Zhao Decheng's small eyes lit up for a moment. After thinking for a while, he quietly ran outside.

Going around to the second floor, he mysteriously pulled out the salesperson's wife who worked in the women's clothing department: "Hey, how much money does our family have now?"

His wife rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, I have a way to make a fortune, take it all out! This time, our family can make a lot of money!"

Seeing Zhao Decheng's back disappear, Qiu Mingquan showed an embarrassed expression again: "Aunt Wang, I thought about it just now, and I should not buy it. This small business will really fall into the hands of the next wave." gone."

"Oh?" Wang Juan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little suspicious in her heart. This child, don't be afraid that she will come to compete too, right?

"Auntie, think about it. The Hero Gold Pen Factory has put so much effort into advertising, and the effect is surprisingly good, but why can't the supply keep up?"

Without waiting for Wang Juan to answer, he logically said: "Because they didn't expect the advertising effect to be so good in advance, and they didn't dare to expand the production line on a large scale. Now the agents all over the country are desperately rushing for goods, and their production lines will expand immediately, and the production capacity will increase." It’s definitely not an issue anymore.”

In fact, as far as Feng Rui knew, it was during this period that the Hero Golden Pen Factory fought a very good performance battle. Not only did the domestic sales blow out, but it also went abroad, and the foreign exchange earnings from exports increased year by year. Over 10 million US dollars of foreign exchange earned through export, exported to more than 60 countries!

In the following few years, this domestic pen brand has been sold on the same stage as Parker, Montblanc and other world-renowned pens on the stationery counters all over the world, creating the most glorious period in its history. Can't keep up?

Wang Juan listened blankly, looking at the clear and honest eyes of the child in front of her, she suddenly became excited.

Yes, such a great situation, considering the overwhelming advertisements, the leadership of this manufacturer is definitely not a mediocre person!

"Xiaoquan, thank you." She couldn't help feeling chills down her back.

These days, seeing Qiu Mingquan earn so much money smoothly and easily, she almost lost her head, and wanted to put all her eggs in one basket, and even borrow some money for a big one!

If it really rushed in, it would be strange if it didn't all fall into the hands!

Holding the final payment after the gold pen was completely out of his hands, Qiu Mingquan only felt his heart beating again.

In the big schoolbag, he stacked all the ten-yuan bills neatly together, and among the remaining loose notes, there were a lot of coins, which made the schoolbag heavy.

The 80 yuan he initially stole has turned into a terrifying 2,400 yuan after the 45% compound interest growth these days!

"It would be great if there were hundred-yuan bills. With so much money, more than twenty bills are enough." He sighed.

Feng Rui asked: "When do you think there are hundred dollar bills?"

Seeing Qiu Mingquan stunned, he proudly flaunted: "It's coming soon. In May 1988, that is, a few months later, it was the first time that the central bank issued hundred-yuan bills. At the beginning, many stores dared not accept them." , because I have never seen it before."

After the gold pen was shot, I went home early this day. As soon as he stepped into the house, Qiu Mingquan was taken aback.

In the compound, like the previous few times, the neighbors gathered together, with strange expressions, surrounding a person in the middle.

"The construction of this area is for the well-being of everyone! Integrate industries and develop the economy. At that time, both sides of the Pegasus Road will be demolished!" A middle-aged man was facing the door with his back facing the door, the greasy feeling on the back of his head was extremely obvious, and his mouth Saliva flew everywhere.

"A while ago, there were hooligans who wanted to buy land and houses in advance to fight against the government. Now, let's talk directly in our district and never let the interests of the masses be damaged!"

A group of people in the compound looked at each other in blank dismay, and many of them were obviously moved.

"Major Zhuang, it would be great if the government would come forward to take over the house." Aunt Wang was impatient and asked with a smile on her face, "Then...how much can I give? We don't want to live in this shanty town for the rest of our lives. If we have more money, we are willing to move!"

This is the truth, if you come out from the district, it won't make the big guys suffer, right?

The head of Zhuang District looked serious: "The district has drawn up a plan, and the price refers to the market price, and the unified price is 800 yuan per square meter!"

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

This price is much better than Wang Daquan's robbery, but it is still slightly lower than the market price. If it is really sold at this price, it is not even enough to buy the same house elsewhere.

Aunt Wang became anxious immediately, and stammered: "But comrade leader, isn't it going to build a big house and a big factory here? The price of the land is going to be increased!"

She clearly remembered that Qiu Mingquan said that day that this house and land would be worth ten times and a hundred times in the future!

"Yes, yes, how can we pay according to the current market price? Zhuang District Chief, you can tell the higher-ups to add more." The neighbors chattered, but their voices were not loud. People in this era , and they all have sincere trust and awe in the identity of the public.

"Why, you still want to make money from the public!" District Chief Zhuang's face looked ugly, and he was bored and vigilant for a while.

——It was this shantytown that not only beat away Wang Daquan who came to intimidate him, but even failed to set fire to it.

He looked around the crowd, deliberately released the majesty of the long-standing official position, and said indifferently: "This is related to the overall planning of the big construction, and some personal greed cannot be tolerated. Whoever dares to take the lead in making troubles, don't blame the public for being rude!"

Liu Dongfeng remained silent all the time, and was about to speak when he heard this, but was suddenly pulled back by Liu Qinhua, and pinched hard.

Zhuang District Chief looked at the silent faces of the crowd with satisfaction, and nodded: "Everyone is ready, hurry up and find a house to move..."

"Wait a minute." A clear and calm teenager's voice sounded.

At some point, Qiu Mingquan had already stood in front of him, looked at him intently, and showed a confused expression: "Uncle Leader, you mean the public, so...do you mean the city or the district?"

District Chief Zhuang looked at the weird child, and was speechless for a while: "Go away, adults talk, children don't interrupt."

Qiu Mingquan stared at District Chief Zhuang with subtle inquiry in his eyes: "Wang Daquan brought someone here, and I injured him. He came to set the fire himself, and I accidentally burned him."

District Chief Zhuang looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly remembered the news he had just received——Wang Daquan died suddenly in the hospital this morning!

Looking at the dark and calm eyes of the child in front of him, he didn't know why, he staggered back a step, reacting to his gaffe, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment.

He threw out a piece of paper with a "slap", and flashed it viciously in front of everyone: "See clearly, this is a document! The public has made a decision, and staff will arrange to sign the contract soon!"

Qiu Mingquan unceremoniously reached out to take the document, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

Behind him, several neighbors leaned over anxiously.

Qiu Mingquan held the document in front of his eyes. He whispered in his heart, "How is it?"

Feng Rui glanced through it very quickly, and with an idea in his mind, he couldn't help but sneered: "Ask him as I said."

Qiu Mingquan had an idea in his mind, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is a resolution of the district, not a red-headed document. Then, it is a real estate company that actually signed the agreement with the residents, right?..."

He said it lightly, but the District Chief of Zhuang suddenly felt a sudden: This child, the point is exactly the fatal one!

This is not the opinion of the city, it was concocted by him in an emergency meeting. In name, it is the collective opinion of the team. In fact, he dare not even release the document. ...and the real handover was a mysterious new real estate company, and he didn't even know who the legal person was.

"Yes, how is it?" He forced himself to be calm.

A sarcasm flashed across Qiu Mingquan's eyes, and he reached out and handed back the document: "Uncle Leader, go back, let's think about it."

It wasn't until District Chief Zhuang took his people away that he looked at the crowd with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone, this leader is too young to speak well."

Liu Qinhua hesitated first: "This is the district chief."

Qiu Mingquan shook his head: "This matter still needs to be discussed, let alone the district chief, no matter how big an official is, he can't really talk about himself?"

He pulled his grandparents aside and smiled obediently: "I'm hungry, let's eat."

Deep in his consciousness, President Feng snorted coldly: "It's really audacious to dare to appoint a private real estate company to take over."