80s: Little Sweet Wife

Yan Mingshun took out a stack of thick paper bags from his body and stuffed them into Meimei's hands, "This is the thousand yuan I lent you last time, please keep it carefully."

A few days ago, he asked Uncle Ming to sell some old objects. He had money in his hand, so he thought of returning the little girl's money quickly!

"Brother Mingshun, do you have enough money? I'm not in a hurry to pay it back here, and I don't have a place to spend it. Why don't you take it back first." Meimei didn't take the money, but stuffed it back.

Yan Mingshun looked at Meimei's sincere eyes, moved in his heart, and asked, "Do you want to make a lot of money?"

"Of course I thought about it, but where to make money?"

With a bitter face, she wants to make money more than anyone else. If she has money, she can buy a house. In the future, she will be able to guard the house as a renter. What a nourishing life!

And the 1980s was the golden age of making money. As long as you weren't stupid or really stupid, you could make a lot of money even if you just set up a small stall.

There is a saying that it is better to develop missiles than the aunt who sells tea eggs. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it also speaks of the social phenomenon at this time.

The unit's dead salary is only a few dozen yuan a month, and more than a hundred yuan is a high salary. It is not difficult for an aunt who sells tea eggs to earn one or two hundred yuan a month. From an economic point of view, an expert selling missiles Scholar, you really can't compare to the old lady who sells tea eggs.

But the question is she is so small now, even if she wants to go out to set up a stall, can her parents agree?

Yan Ming was itchy again, and glanced at the door. The annoying guy Zhao Xuelin was not there. Without thinking, he stretched out his paws and pinched his brow fleshy nose, extremely satisfied.

It can be regarded as pinching, and I have been thinking about it for several days!

"Don't pinch, itchy!"

Meimei patted a certain paw in dissatisfaction, and protested with humming. She disliked others pinching her nose the most, which made her always want to sneeze. Yan Mingshun pinched it several times before shrinking in anger. Paws back.

"I'm going to set up a clothing factory with my uncle. If Meimei believes me, the thousand yuan can be invested in the factory, and the money will be distributed to you in the future, but if you lose money, you will get water for the thousand yuan. It's gone, don't you believe me?"

Yan Mingshun intends to test. In fact, he is 90% sure that he can make money. A few years ago, he went to the south to inspect the clothing market. Many fashionable clothes styles in the south came from Hong Kong. Top in the world.

So he only needs to produce the new styles in the south here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ without worrying about not being able to sell them. Now the people have money in their hands, but they are worried that they have nowhere to spend, especially those young girls, as long as they have beautiful I will never spare my money when I sell clothes.

Her brows lit up, the clothing factory is good, the investment is not much, but the profit is very high, she nodded without thinking, "Okay, Ming Shun, please use the money, is a thousand yuan enough? I'm here. Five hundred bucks left."

The corners of Yan Mingshun's lips were slightly raised, and the heart that he had just mentioned fell instantly. The little girl believed in him as always, which made him very happy.

"Aren't Meimei afraid that I will lose the money?" Yan Mingshun asked with a smile.

"Bah, bah, it's auspicious, we have to say that the business is prosperous and rich in four seasons, you really can't speak!" Meimei glared at him fiercely.

Isn't doing business just a matter of luck, saying that you have to lose money before you set up a factory, isn't that bad luck!

Yan Mingshun was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his claws again, pinched his brows and brows several times, and naturally withdrew several small white eyes.

"I was wrong, we will have a prosperous business in the future, and our financial resources will be rolling in!"