When Yang Fei and Su Tong went for dinner, Su Mom and Su Xiaosong moved chairs and sat in front of Su Tong's locked bedroom. Su Dad took a knife and personally guarded the window, for fear that the money would grow wings and fly away.

After dinner, Yang Fei called Su Tong, put the money into a woven bag, and took a truck to return to the provincial capital.

Shi Si had received a call and was waiting for Yang Fei in the office.

As soon as Yang Fei entered the door, Shi Si got up and greeted him with a smile:

"Comrade Yang Fei, congratulations, you won another big victory and sold out!"

"Sister Shi, I want to congratulate you too. If I guess correctly, you are about to become the vice president of sales, right?" Yang Fei held her tender hand.

"How do you know?" Shi Si was really surprised.

Yang Fei has been in that village called Taohua Village, and only the internal senior management has known about his promotion, but has not announced it to the public. Where did he know?

"I guess. You have relieved your tight inventory, and it's hard not to get promoted." Yang Fei smiled, "In the future, we will call you Mr. Shi."

After paying the payment, Yang Fei made a request to continue to carry 350 tons of goods tomorrow.

Shi Si certainly hopes that the faster he sells, the better.

However, she was also very curious. It was a miracle to sell so many tons of laundry detergent a day!

How did Yang Fei create this miracle?

"Comrade Yang Fei, since your model can be copied infinitely, why don't you invite more people to take away all thousands of tons of laundry detergent in a day?" Shi Si couldn't help asking.

In her vision, Yang Fei will definitely get more goods this time.

Because, Yang Fei only sold a mere ton of laundry detergent for the first time.

The second time, I sold fifty tons like a jump.

The third time, he sold an astonishing 350 tons!

After hearing this, Yang Fei smiled and shook his head: "I have limited ability and can only manage so many people. Moreover, when doing business, I can't become fat in one bite. Although this speed is a bit slow, it is relatively safe."

Shi Si always felt that he had something to reserve, but if he didn't say it, she wouldn't ask more questions.

When he returned to the dormitory, Yang Fei was a little worried. Is it safe to keep so much cash here for one night?

However, he soon felt relieved that the current Southern Daily Chemical Factory is still a state-owned factory, and the security environment in the factory is better than that of a hotel.

"Then you, you have to sleep with me tonight. I mean, you sleep with me, I mean, you sleep in my dormitory..." Yang Fei just wanted to express one meaning, but the more he spoke, the more he became, the more he became more and more messy.

Su Tong burst out laughing: "I know. I don't feel at ease with you alone."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Su Tong still slept on the upper bunk.

Before going to bed, Yang Fei closed the window to death, moved the desk over and stuck it behind the door.

Seeing him like this, Su Tong was a little nervous and asked, "Why don't we keep our money and take turns sleeping?"

"No need." Yang Fei smiled, "The world is not so chaotic. If you really run to the factory dormitory to grab money, it's not a thief, but a bandit!"

Looking at the overly young millionaire in front of him, little stars were about to appear in Su Tong's eyes.

"Yang Daxia, you are already the richest man in the village flower village!"

"The richest man in Taohua Village? Hahaha!"

"If you continue to develop like this, it won't take long to be a billionaire!" Su Tong did not hide his envy.

Yang Fei pondered for a moment and said, "The inventory in the factory will be cleared soon. Next, we will change our methods. We cannot just be a porter of laundry detergent."

"Are you still a porter? You have become a millionaire!" Su Tong teased.

"We don't have factories, we don't have technology, we don't even have cars. What's not porters?"

One of them was on the upper bunk and the other was on the lower bunk, and they were just chatting.

"Then what are you going to do? Do you open a factory by yourself?"

"Of course the factory needs to be opened, but now the cost is not enough. The time is not ripe. By the way, you go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau tomorrow. If you should give gifts, we must take down the company's approval and registered trademark as soon as possible. If those comrades in the government do not take care of you, they can delay you for a few months. We can't wait."

"Well, I get it. What should I do at that family?"

"We just need to go back tomorrow afternoon to collect the money. Before we came, I had already told Secretary Tie and Director Su to ask them to help arrange personnel tomorrow. There are more than 300 groups, and I have written them all in which county and village to go to."

"You are definitely not a human brain."

"You scold me?"

"I'm not scolding you, I think you are the brain of an alien! Otherwise, how could your brain work so well?"

"You're still scolding me, aliens are just used to scold people."

“…”

The next morning, Yang Fei did not go out for a run. He waited until after nine o'clock when he got on the factory car and dragged a large cart of cash to the bank to deposit money.

Su Tong went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to do business without mentioning it.

The bank staff, even though they were knowledgeable, were still surprised to see so many tickets and extra tickets.

Yang Fei went to the largest branch in the provincial capital. First, it was safe and secure, and second, it had a good service attitude.

After saving the money, Yang Fei finally felt at ease as he saw a car of paper money turning into a line of numbers on his passbook.

The growth of his own wealth has also exceeded Yang Fei's expectations.

He originally wanted to sell some laundry detergent in stock, and before the "Baoyan storm", he earned some capital, and then followed the stock market and made some money.

However, the speed of this wealth snowballing speed was much beyond his expectations.

He couldn't help but sigh that the business in 1993 was really easy to do!

If you want to say that business is easy to do, Yang Fei did not do much in 1993.

The key is a change in concept.

Yang Fei came out of the bank and it was already past 11:00 in the morning. He counted the money for so long!

He walked forward and wanted to go to the bus stop, but turned a corner, but suddenly he saw a sign, and the famous antique market in the province was ahead.

Yang Fei lifted his legs and walked in.

He didn't know about antiques, nor did he want to buy a few antiques, nor did he want to pick up a few vacant items to make a fortune.

This is the industry, you won’t do it if you are not familiar with it.

The antique market business was even more prosperous than he thought, with people coming and going, and the shops on both sides were decorated with antique decorations, and street stalls were filled with street stalls.

Yang Fei squatted in front of a street stall, picked up a turtle shell and asked the stall owner: "How to sell it?"

"One set is eight hundred!" The stall owner Lion spoke up.

Yang Fei shook the turtle shell, stretched out his left hand, and poured out three copper coins from it.

The turtle shell plus these three copper coins is what the stall owner mentioned.

"Will you sell it for eighty years?" Yang Fei was well aware of the samadhi of the samadhi.
Chapter completed!