MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 13 bag

Chapter 13 Schoolbag

Chapter 13 Schoolbag

Liu Xiuxiu had not expected Curly Hair's sudden appearance. She had heard news before that gangsters like them had been arrested on suspicion of several **** cases, but Curly Hair actually dared to come back!

 Breaking free from the other party's restraints, Liu Xiuxiu could finally speak, "Didn't you run away? The wind is very tight now, how can you dare to come back?"

The curly man looked like a beggar, no longer as free and generous as before. He looked at the luxuriously dressed Liu Xiuxiu opposite him evilly, and grinned indifferently, "Oh, I'm already like this, what else is there to be afraid of?" ? It’s better for the police to arrest me and have me eat, drink, sleep, and sleep, than me hiding outside, right, Sister Xiuer?”

Liu Xiuxiu's face darkened, and her hand holding the bag gradually tightened, "Tell me, what do you want to do with me?"

Curly scratched his messy hair and took a breath, "What don't I want to do? I just want the police to arrest me. As long as I honestly tell who asked me to do that thing, not only can I I can find a good place to spend the winter if I have done meritorious service. Maybe I will come out again when spring comes..."

Liu Xiuxiu gritted her teeth and closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. She knew that this scoundrel was threatening her. At this time, she was angry and resentful. Why didn't this person die outside?

 “Tell me, what are the conditions?”

Curly Eyes narrowed and his dirty fingers were raised, "Money, give me the money and I won't tell anyone."

Liu Xiuxiu frowned slightly, "What do you mean, ten yuan?"

  Curly hair shook his head, and Liu Xiuxiu continued to guess, "One hundred?"

 “Wrong, it’s a thousand.”

"Are you crazy? I'm just a student, where can I get you so much money?"

Curly Hair laughed when he heard this, kicked up his hands and stomped out and was about to go out. Liu Xiuxiu quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute, I really don't have a thousand, I only have less than a hundred, I will give it all to you, if you If it’s too little, there’s nothing I can do about it. At worst, I won’t admit it until I die, and the police can’t do anything to me!”

 Curly Hair froze and looked at Liu Xiuxiu for a long time, finally nodded in agreement, and quickly disappeared after getting the money.

Looking at the direction in which Curly Hair was leaving, Liu Xiuxiu frantically stomped on the weeds on the roadside until her anger subsided. Then she resumed her previous posture and continued to Sun's house.

 …

　　Fang Qing once again attracted attention as soon as he entered the school with his new schoolbag on his back. Compared with the green leather schoolbags of other students, Fang Qing's new schoolbag is simply rich. Although many female students are afraid of Fang Qing's "violent temper", they still have the courage to come forward and ask.

A short and fat little girl approached timidly, chatting politely with Fang Qing while peeking at the dazzling new schoolbag. She followed Fang Qing to the door of the class without leaving her eyes. Finally, she couldn't help but pull Fang Qing to ask about the schoolbag. price.

Fang Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Classmate, how much do you think this schoolbag is worth?"

Little Fatty blinked and looked at the beautiful schoolbag again, "Five, fifty cents?"

Fang Qing was a little regretful. It seemed that the price still could not meet her expectations, so she could only reduce the labor cost. While thinking about it, he returned to the classroom, completely forgetting about the little chubby girl who was still looking at her new schoolbag eagerly.

After a period of investigation and budgeting, Fang Qing finally came up with a processing process plan that compressed the processing steps and time to the greatest extent. Now, as long as a processing site is selected, workers and sales channels are found, this matter It's almost done.

 But, where can I find sales channels?

 In two lifetimes combined, Fang Qing has never been exposed to this aspect, let alone opening up the market and finding sales. Looking at the book in her hand, Fang Qing lamented: Sure enough, practice is the truth!

Just when Fang Qing was frowning, the chubby classmate came again.

“Classmate Fang Qing, you haven’t told me yet, where did you buy your schoolbag?”

Fang Qing was worried about sales. When he saw this little fat guy coming again, he simply told her, "I didn't buy it. It was processed and made by my family. Why, you want it too? The price is not cheap..."

Fatty's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this. He took out five dollars from his pocket and slapped it on the table, "Are these...enough?"

Fang Qing was stunned and didn't realize that this little fat guy was quite generous! However, she still hesitated when she looked at the money on the table. After thinking about it, she pushed the money back, "If you like it, I can ask my family to make another one for you. You just need to prepare the fabric and accessories yourself. They are all classmates." , I can’t take your money.”

Looking at the money being pushed back, Xiaopang became anxious, and then pushed it back again, "That won't work. My dad said that the fruits of other people's labor are the result of their hard work. You can give this money to the person who made the schoolbag. It's considered a reward." her wages."

The chubby boy looked innocent, but he didn't expect that he was so good at talking. The two of them started chatting, and Fang Qing became more and more excited as they chatted. It turned out that this chubby girl's father was a wholesaler, specializing in... There is wholesale business in Guangzhou. No wonder the little girl can use money to buy things casually. It turns out that this is the case...

"Well, let's consider this money as a deposit. I'll go back and ask my family to help you do it, and I'll return the rest of the money to you."

The little fat man beamed with joy, his eyes narrowed with joy, "Okay, okay, my name is Wang Xuefei, from Class 4. If it's done, just call me."

Holding five yuan in her hands, Fang Qing's heart beat faster with excitement. This was the first time she had held so much money in her life. Looking at the money in her hand, Fang Qing became more and more confident. She asked for leave that day and went home to contact her sister-in-law. , discuss setting up a processing point.

 Sister-in-law hurried over after dark, and the two of them got into the house and started budgeting. Because my sister-in-law works in a textile factory, it is easy to inquire about the market price of fabrics, and then based on the materials she uses to sew Fang Qing's schoolbag, the two of them were busy until late at night, and finally calculated the processing costs and labor costs.

The two of them were calculating, and the more they calculated, the more excited they became. But Fang Qing suddenly realized a question, "Girl, where do we get our capital from?"

Fang Cuiying's calculating hand suddenly stopped, and she looked over blankly. It took her a long time to find her voice, "Why did I forget about this... Hey, we have no capital, what are we getting excited about here?" Well...forget it, go to bed first and think about it tomorrow."

Fang Qing was so worried that he tossed and turned all night long. Early the next morning, he stared at the two dark circles under his eyes and sat on his brother's bicycle.

Fang Ming looked at his sister's panda eyes and had fun while riding. Hearing that his sister wanted to sell schoolbags, Fang Ming's first reaction was that her sister was messing around again, but then he suddenly stopped.

"What are you talking about? Borrowing money? Qing, listen to my brother's advice. There is a lot of knowledge in this business, and we can't touch it! You just study hard and don't think about anything else. If mom finds out, I have to peel off your skin..."

 But Fang Qing was determined, she must try this.

 (End of this chapter)