roccoschili Chapter 107 Zhu 3 at the Night Market
Chapter 107 Zhu 3 at the Night Market
Around six o'clock.
Wei Dazhuang's family of three arrived late.
Xiao Zhong supported Mrs. Wei, who was recovering from a serious illness.
Wei Dazhuang followed behind, looking awkward.
Li Cunxi and Jin Wen stood up at the same time.
"Auntie, Brother Wei, sit down quickly."
"Brother Wei, we haven't seen each other for a while. We need to have a drink."
The two said in succession.
Wei Dazhuang said with a dark face: "I don't know how to drink."
Mother Wei glared at her son: "You are telling me lies in broad daylight. Is that boiled water you drink at home?"
"Mom, I don't want to drink today."
Wei Dazhuang smiled bitterly.
If there was no Xiao Zhong, he would definitely be willing to have a good drink with Li Cunxi, but when the other person was here, he always felt uncomfortable. He couldn't stand or eat, and even being looked at by the other person made him tremble in his heart.
"Okay, if you don't want to drink, then I'll drink for you. Cunxi is kind enough to invite us two to dinner, so we can't just embarrass others. Cunxi, open the wine, and the old lady will have a few drinks with you."
Wei's mother was angry, but she was also a good hand, which she guessed was a woman's innate skill.
Li Cunxi looked at Wei Dazhuang with a smile: "Brother Wei, it's okay to drink less. This Maotai is not strong enough."
"Ok."
Wei Dazhuang deliberately chose a location far away from Xiao Zhong, which made Xiao Zhong feel resentful. But after thinking about it, this man would be manipulated by her in a short time, and he felt a little better.
Li Cunxi filled two glasses of wine and winked at Jin Wen.
Jin Wen immediately picked up the wine glass: "Brother Wei, I'll toast you this first glass. I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."
"Row."
Wei Dazhuang touched it lightly and took a sip.
Mother Wei said in a strange tone: "Son, you keep so much wine in your cup to feed the goose."
Wei Dazhuang had no choice but to drink it all in one gulp.
Jin Wen poured another glass: "The last glass was for the two of us who didn't know each other before fighting, and this one is for taking care of you all the way in Yangcheng."
Wei Dazhuang could only drink another glass.
Jin Wen poured another glass.
Wei Dazhuang followed again.
Until the eighth cup, Wei Dazhuang hurriedly pressed the golden text: "Eat the food first, and drink the wine slowly."
"Okay, let's eat and drink."
Li Cunxi took a piece of fish to the old lady and warned: "Auntie, you have a bad heart. From now on, eat less pork and more white meat like chicken, duck, and fish. It won't hurt anyone."
"There is another saying. Cun Xi really knows a lot. Son, just by saying this, you have to give Cun Xi two glasses of wine."
Mother Wei had no intention of letting her son rest.
Jin Wen was busy feeding Wei Dazhuang.
Li Cunxi picked up a bottle of fake Maotai mixed with water, filled it for himself, and said boldly: "Brother Wei, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."
Wei Dazhuang also drank it all in one gulp, his face already turning red.
"There's still another glass."
The old lady reminded.
Wei Dazhuang could only take a bite of food first, suppress the churning in his stomach, and drink another glass.
There is no need for Li Cunxi and Jin Wen to take action next.
Wei's mother kept making troubles by herself, so she made her son drunk.
But Li Cunxi was worried, so he dissolved the sleeping pill in the water and asked Wei Dazhuang to drink it. When Wei Dazhuang lay on the table, he slept like a dead pig.
Li Cunxi asked Jin Wen to find a taxi, and the group took the car back to the hospital.
The two men carried Wei Dazhuang to the guest house.
Li Cunxiang said to Xiaozhong, "Whether I can call you sister-in-law tomorrow depends on your performance."
"Don't worry, you have decided on this sister-in-law."
Although Xiao Zhong was tough on her words, she was still worried in her heart. If Wei Dazhuang didn't give in when he came to her door tomorrow, then she would have no shame in surviving and would have to jump off the top of the hospital.
"Okay, you guys are busy, I'll take the old lady back to the hospital."
Li Cunxi took the initiative to close the door for the two of them.
same time.
Zhu San came to the Luoma Street Night Market and stood at the intersection, looking at the endless stream of people, his eyes shining brightly.
In his mind, this is not a person, it is a pile of banknotes.
"I didn't expect that a night market would open in the capital, just to attract people. It's not an exaggeration to say that Li Cunxi could make a hundred thousand in five days."
Zhu San sighed with emotion and walked into the night market, but he didn't walk a few steps.
Zhu San saw the crowd queuing up and Lao Jin working at the stall.
"Caught."
He sneered and looked around, only to see pairs of jeans placed on the stall, and on one side of the jeans were sunglasses displayed on a barbed wire fence.
“Are these jeans so popular?”
Zhu San looked happy.
Available in the next second.
He saw a familiar figure.
The stupid guy who picked up money with him a while ago?
The other party was at Li Cunxi's stall, which meant that the two of them knew each other.
Think of this.
Zhu San understood instantly.
Emotions Li Cunxi had no intention of paying back the 1 yuan for Bai Maowen.
So the first person gave him the money, and the second person let the stupid guy put on a show and extorted the money back.
Zhu San had a ruthless look on his face.
Well, Li Cunxi, the plot is on me.
I will pay this account back sooner or later.
Think about it.
He let out a breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
The matter of revenge on Li Cunxi must be considered in the long run.
The top priority is to buy a pair of Li Cunxi's jeans, compare them with his products, and also see what special gimmick Li Cunxi uses to sell jeans.
So he stopped a girl who had already purchased jeans.
"Miss, can I ask you a few questions?"
"You are the lady, get out of here."
The woman spat in Zhu San's face and turned to leave.
Zhu San quickly grabbed the other party.
"You bastard, what do you want to do?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and raised her hand to give Zhu Sanyi a slap.
Zhu San hurriedly took out a big unity card: "You answer a few questions about jeans and I will give you ten yuan."
"make a deal."
The woman took the money and stuffed it into her pocket and said, "Ask."
"First question, how much did you pay for these pants?"
"80 dollars."
"Eighty? So expensive."
"This is an Apple brand, and it's a new model. The original price was one to fifty, and now it's on sale at half price. Look at the pictorial, and it's worn by foreign models. The style is really good."
Women admire the jeans in their hands.
People are like this. As long as they have the desire to buy, they will have endless thoughts about what they want to buy, and there will be 1 reasons in their minds to convince themselves to spend money to buy it.
"Apple brand? How could he get it?"
Zhu San looked suspicious.
He is now selling clothes, and he is considered half an insider in the industry. He knows that the Apple brand is only sold through state-owned channels in mainland China and does not sell to self-employed people at all.
"Can I see your pants?"
Zhu San asked with a smile.
The woman hesitated and handed it over.
Zhu San took the pants and touched the material.
Judging from the material alone, it was similar to the genuine one he bought for his wife. Then he looked at the stitching. The stitching was tight, much better than the one he bought for 13 yuan. Finally, looking at the brand, at first glance, it seemed like There are no flaws.
Zhu San frowned.
Could it be that Li Cunxi got it from some state-owned channel?
He quickly dismissed the idea.
Apple brand jeans are in short supply through state-owned channels, so how could Li Cunxi get them?
There's definitely something wrong with these pants.
"Sister, do you think this will work? I'll give you 100 yuan. You sell me these pants and you go buy another pair."
"can."
The woman agreed without thinking.
Zhu San paid for the pants and stopped shopping in the market. He hurriedly returned home. After comparing the brands of his wife's pants, he found some differences. He took the pants to the counter of the department store without stopping, but the staff told him that he could not tell the difference. true and false.
Although I didn't get the answer I wanted from the salesperson at the state-owned mall.
But in his heart, he had already concluded that Li Cunxi was selling fake goods.
Naturally, we also came up with Li Cunxi’s secrets to making a fortune.
Taking advantage of the fame of Apple brand, selling fake products and making huge profits.
As a latecomer who has been following Li Cunxi's footsteps, Zhu San immediately started researching at home how to counterfeit Apple brand jeans.