Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

"Fawning on you? Why would he fawn on you?" Brother Sun asked in disbelief. "Oh, that fool has always liked my mother and always wanted me to talk more, so he bought this watch for me." Brother Sun said half-believingly, "So that's it..."

Although he was skeptical about Banggeng's words, this business is always profitable. "Okay, I'll help you contact someone and get back to you in an hour at the earliest. You guys play cards first." "Brother Sun, how much can this watch sell for?"

"I'm not sure either, but you probably have an idea in your mind. How about five hundred yuan?" "This is worth nearly nine hundred yuan. Can it be sold for five hundred?" Bang Geng said hesitantly.

Brother Sun seemed a little embarrassed: "Brother, I'll tell you the truth. Although the watch is new, it has been second-hand since it was taken out of the store. Five hundred yuan may not be realistic. You have to be mentally prepared." "What? It can't even be sold for five hundred yuan? This is a watch worth nearly nine hundred yuan!" Bang Geng hesitated.

He had originally planned to use the money to treat Xiaofang to a shopping trip. "Brother, this is really hard to say, wait for my news. When you get the news, if the price is right, you can sell it, if not, keep it for yourself!"

After saying that, he winked at a few of his men and left. Banggeng certainly couldn't keep the watch for himself, but it would be good if he could sell it for a few hundred dollars, which was better than having a useless watch in his hand.

"Jia Geng, just trust Brother Sun. He will find a good buyer for you. Let's play cards first while we wait for news from Brother Sun."

Banggun nodded, put the watch box between his legs, rolled up his sleeves, and started playing cards. The so-called playing cards was actually just a pastime. When Banggun was short of money, he mostly just watched, and occasionally participated a few times, but he lost more than he won, but each time he won or lost only a few yuan, never more than ten yuan.

But today he seemed to be particularly unlucky. He had lost 15 dollars after playing for half an hour.

"Jia Geng, you're unlucky today. Do you want to take a break first?" A man with a pointed chin and monkey face asked kindly.

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Banggun was so angry after losing that he said unhappily upon hearing this: "No need! I don't believe I will keep losing!" "Jia Geng, can you continue? Why don't you try again next time?" Several people nearby started to make a noise.

"It's just 15 yuan, right? How about we raise the stakes?" Banggun seemed a little impulsive. "Forget it, you're so unlucky, don't say we're bullying you."

"Would I be afraid of this? Do you dare to raise the price?" Banggun said loudly.

"It's okay if it goes up, who's afraid of who? But if you lose, don't say I'm bullying you!" "Humph, I, Jia Geng, am not that shameless!"

Banggun felt that his luck today was really bad. Within an hour, Brother Sun had not come back yet, and he had lost nearly 100 yuan. Others kept persuading him to stop, but Banggun was a man who cared about his reputation, and the more he was persuaded, the more he insisted. He usually bet a few dozen yuan, but today he lost 100 yuan. The other three people won his money.

Just as he was about to shuffle the cards and continue, Brother Sun came back with a man wearing black-framed glasses and a Dacron shirt.

"Jia Geng, how was the game?" Brother Sun asked with a smile. "Oh, I had bad luck today, and lost some money!" Banggun replied.

"Since you have bad luck, don't play anymore. Come, let me introduce someone to you. This is Mr. Huang." Brother Sun introduced.

Hearing that the buyer had arrived, Banggun no longer wanted to continue playing cards and quickly stood up to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Huang!"

Mr. Huang was quite arrogant. He just nodded coldly and asked, "I heard you have an Omega watch to sell?"

Banggun picked up the eye watch box on the ground and handed it to him with both hands.

Mr. Huang took the box, opened it and carefully examined the watch, then carefully checked the invoice.

"Mr. Huang, don't worry. I bought this watch yesterday at 'Future Department Store' and spent nearly 900 yuan on it. I haven't worn it yet. It's brand new!" Bang Geng explained.

Mr. Huang ignored the stick and looked at it for a while before he slowly spoke: "Mr. Jia Geng, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

Banggun held up five fingers and said, "500 yuan!"

Mr. Huang was secretly happy but did not show any emotion on his face. He then threw the box back to Banggun.

"Sorry, I can't accept this price!" Banggun suddenly became anxious.

How come I can't even sell this item for 900 yuan when I only spent 500 yuan on it? "Mr. Huang, how much are you willing to pay?"

Mr. Huang looked thoughtful for a while, then slowly said: "I can give you 350 yuan at most!" Hearing this, "Bang Geng" was stunned, feeling sad: plus the 250 yuan he just lost at the poker table, this amount of money was far from enough to support his life for the next six months.

Mr. Huang continued, "Mr. Jia, although this watch is new, it becomes second-hand once it leaves the counter, and its value is greatly reduced. I am already showing respect to you, my grandson, by giving you 350 yuan now." At this time, Brother Sun interrupted and said, "Mr. Huang, I just bought this watch yesterday, and the original price was over 900 yuan. We are ordinary people, can you raise the price a little bit?"

Banggen looked at Brother Sun gratefully, and then agreed, "That's right, Mr. Huang. If it weren't for the urgent situation at home, I wouldn't have sold this watch. Please take care of it and give me more money!"

Mr. Huang was silent for a while, as if he was evaluating the authenticity and value of the watch. After about five minutes, he sighed and said, "Okay, for Xiao Sun's sake, I'll give you 50 yuan more, a total of 400 yuan, how about that? If you don't agree, you can find whoever you want!"

Bang Geng was very satisfied with the extra 50 yuan and nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Thank you Mr. Huang, thank you Brother Sun, then it's a deal!"

He did not notice the smug look that quickly exchanged between Mr. Huang and Brother Sun. Mr. Huang nodded calmly, took out four 100-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Bang Geng. Bang Geng put the money in his pocket without even looking at it carefully.

"Mr. Huang, I'll go out with you! Everyone, please wait for a moment." Brother Sun said, and then he stood up and accompanied Mr. Huang. After the two found a corner where no one was, Mr. Huang took out the 100 yuan he had prepared and handed it over, with a satisfied smile on his face. "Xiao Sun, you did a great job this time. Think of me more when you encounter such good things in the future!" Brother Sun took the money and put it away with a sly smile in his heart.

"Brother Huang, such opportunities are rare, and fools like 'Bang Geng' don't come around every day." Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang laughed, picked up the watch he had just bought at a low price and left the scene, heading straight for the future department store.

As a shrewd middleman, Mr. Huang knew that except for some special products such as food and jewelry, all other products in the future department store could enjoy the service of no-reason return within three days. Calculated, even if Sun was given a 100 yuan commission, a watch worth 500 yuan bought for 627 yuan could make a net profit of nearly 400 yuan - equivalent to the income of an ordinary worker in half a year.

Brother Sun returned to his original place with this "gift" in his pocket, humming a song. He happened to see Banggeng settling the bill with a few people who were playing games. The latter only took 100 yuan out of the less than 90 yuan of gambling debt he owed.

"Brother Sun, please use this money to buy a pack of cigarettes. Thanks for your help!" Bang Geng took out another 10 yuan and stuffed it into Brother Sun's hand. But Brother Sun did not take the money immediately, but pretended to be angry: "Jia Geng, what are you kidding? This is not how our friendship is calculated. Do you want to pay me for this little help?"

Facing Sun Ge's questioning, Bang Geng explained: "Brother Sun, how can I trouble you without any reward? If you are unwilling to accept it, it means you don't believe in our brotherhood." Finally, after a while of humility, Sun Ge took the money, muttering: "Okay, okay, this won't happen again. We are brothers, and it is natural for me to help you. Don't be so polite in the future."

"Sure! Thank you, Brother Sun!"

Bang Geng was grateful and felt that Brother Sun was his benefactor!

After getting the money, Banggeng no longer had the mood to hang out with these men. So he went to the roller skating rink he used to frequent and saw Xiaofang skating there. "Xiaofang!"

Xiaofang saw that it was a stick and was too lazy to stop, so she kept sliding.

She had no interest in this guy who had no job and no money. "Xiaofang, why are you ignoring me?"

Xiaofang was annoyed by the disturbance and finally stopped in front of Banggeng: "Jia Geng, what are you doing here?"

Looking at Xiaofang's pretty face, Banggeng said with a smile: "Xiaofang, let's go to the Future Department Store. It's boring to slide around here." Xiaofang couldn't help laughing when she heard it: "Future Department Store? Do you have the money? Do you know where it is?"

She went there when it opened a few days ago and found that she couldn't afford anything. Even a KFC meal cost eight yuan.

Bang Geng took out a thick stack of money from his pocket: "Xiao Fang, I have money now, I can buy you anything you want!"

When Xiaofang saw so much money, her eyes lit up. She stopped immediately and changed her roller skates for her own shoes.

Xiaofang is well-known in this circle for her ability to deal with men and has had relationships with several men. When Banggeng first met her more than a year ago, he fell in love with her at first sight.

However, Xiaofang never paid much attention to Banggeng and always kept her distance from him. She would play with him when he had money, but would ignore him when he didn't. When he confessed his love to her, he was rejected directly.

Banggeng is only in his 30s and Xiaofang is only 24. How could she possibly marry an old man who has nothing?

"Jia Geng, where does your money come from?"

"Of course I got it through a good way!" Bang Geng said proudly.

"That's a thick stack, it should be a lot, right?" Xiaofang tried to test the situation.

"Not much, just three hundred dollars."

Hearing this, Xiaofang felt relieved and reached out to hold Banggeng's arm.

Bang Geng felt the softness on his arm and his heart was excited.

"Jia Geng, I want a pair of jeans. There is a Hua Jin Ji store in the Future Department Store. The clothes there are not expensive."

"No problem, I'll buy you a pair of jeans later and treat you to KFC!"