The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Although Song Gaofei felt that something was wrong, thinking about what his elder brother said, he felt that it was true. Their father is gone, even if they want to give him a pension, it will not work. Since everyone does not need to provide for the elderly, why should the elder sister and younger sister who are also father's children and girls have less money?

He hesitated a little and said: "Elder brother, what elder brother said is right. Just do what elder brother said."

Song Cun smiled and said: "Your money is temporarily kept with me. When you can get an ID card, you can go to the bank to open an account and store it in the bank yourself."

"Listen to Big Brother." Song Xiaomeng, Song Gaofei, and Song Xiaolu nodded happily. Without mom and dad, nothing can bring them a sense of security like money.

Song Cun hummed, with a half-smile: "For the rest of the money, prepare an account book and record how much you spend every day. In case you think I'm hiding money secretly."

Song Gaofei blushed, and his tone was a little hasty: "Brother can't do it. You don't need to keep accounts."

I don't want to admit it, but the idea of ​​whether my eldest brother will secretly touch their money does flash in my mind. He also thought that when his father was alive, he often ran long distances, and it was the elder brother who took care of them. It was too wrong for him to think about the elder brother that way.

Song Xiaomeng said: "There is no need to keep accounts." Brothers and sisters in a family seem to be divided into keeping accounts. Don't they know what kind of person the eldest brother is?

"We need to keep accounts." Song Cun insisted, brothers will settle accounts, now they are still young, maybe they don't care so much, when they grow up and get married, it may not be so, the money shared by the family, income and expenditure must be clarified.

Song Xiaomeng frowned, Song Xiaolu opened his mouth hesitantly, and Song Gaofei said, "Brother doesn't need to keep accounts. We trust you."

Song Cun smiled, and finally said: "Okay, no need to say more, just do this."

Song Xiaomeng, Song Xiaolu, and Song Gaofei could only agree.

Song Cun said again: "The crops in the field can't be sold for much, and we all have to go to school. I plan to rent out our land after autumn. At least I can get some rent. What do you think?"

Song Xiaomeng looked at Song Gaofei and Song Xiaolu, seeing their blank faces, went to Song Cun again, and said hesitantly: "The land at home is rented out, what shall we eat?"

Song Cun said: "As long as you have money, you can't buy anything. If we don't rent out the land, the premise is that we have so much time to cultivate the land. Of course, we can't rent out all the land. It's better for us to keep two or three acres and plant less crops." Can."

Song Xiaomeng said worriedly: "Is there anyone who rents our land?" The eldest brother also considered the truth.

Song Gaofei thought about it, and they couldn't finish planting more than ten acres of land, so he said, "Everyone in the village lives by farming, who doesn't want to plant an acre of land?"

He often saw people in the village arguing about how many centimeters of land they had, such as why your family's grain was planted in my family's land, and his family took up so-and-so a few inches of land to build a house, and so on. If their family announces that they want to rent out the land, there will be people scrambling to rent the land, so there is no need to worry about no one renting the land.

Song Xiaomeng thinks the same thing, people in the village live by farming, which family doesn't treat the land as their lifeblood?

Song Xiaolu asked weakly: "Then how much rent should we charge?"

Song Cun thought for a while and said: "The current wheat costs 20 cents a catty, and it is not bad to be able to harvest five or six hundred catties of wheat per mu. If you dig out chemical fertilizers and seeds, you can't earn much money all year round. I think the rent is only three yuan. It looks like forty yuan, of course we still need to discuss this with the village chief and let him see how much the rent is."

Now that the summer vacation is just over, and there are still more than two months before the autumn harvest, Song Cun is not in a hurry to rent the land, but just greets his younger brothers and sisters first, so that they can have a clear idea. Then he said: "I plan to go out in a few days. Although we plan to rent out the land, what can we do with the money? I want to start a small business during the summer vacation."

Song Gaofei frowned first, and asked: "We don't know anything about how to do business. What if we lose money? Why don't we keep the money and wait until we grow up in a few years?"

Song Cun didn't say anything, but looked at the two younger sisters. Song Xiaomeng asked hesitantly, "What kind of business do you want?"

Song Cun said: "I want to go to the provincial capital to see if I can buy some goods and sell them back."

Song Xiaomeng frowned: "You have never been to the provincial capital, what should you do if you meet bad guys here without end? Let's forget it. Besides, you don't know where to go to make money!"

Song Xiaolu also disagreed: "Brother, forget it, this money is enough for us to spend a long time, when we grow up, we can do everything, so don't be afraid!"

As for the money that the eldest brother said to be kept for the family in the future, she didn't take it to heart. They are still young now, and the marriage is far away.

Song Cun didn't say anything, but asked, "Are you all unwilling to do business?"

The three shook their heads in unison.

Song Cun nodded and said, "Since you don't agree with me going, then I will only use my share of money to do business."

Song Xiaomeng asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Song Cun said: "I insist on doing business. Since you don't agree to do business, then I will pay for it myself. Your money is deposited with me, and I will not move it. Only move the money that belongs to me."

Song Gaofei frowned and asked: "Brother, can't we be safe and sound? Why do we have to do business? It's not that we don't have money to spend."

Song Xiaolu also said: "Didn't the elder brother say that the money was for the family?"

Song Cun smiled and said: "Since the money has been divided, how can you decide for yourself. If you don't want to do business with me, I won't persuade you, but I'm very persistent in doing business, so don't persuade me either. .”

Seeing that the elder brother was determined to do business, the three of them didn't say anything after all, although they were not optimistic about it. As the elder brother said, he made decisions on his own money.

Song Xiao dreamed that since the elder brother insisted on doing business, let's do it. If she doesn't follow the business, she will keep a share of the money. If the elder brother loses money, she can also share his money.

Song Gaofei was thinking, so many adults in the village didn't do business, how could a child earn money by doing business? Big brother is too whimsical. He still needs to keep his money for future school expenses, so he can't follow his elder brother and lose money.

Song Xiaolu thought, she and her second elder brother are twins, and they are both 14 years old. Her academic performance is mediocre, and she also knows that it is difficult to go to university. It must be enough, but if the money is lost, then she has lost all hope.

Song Cun planned to go out after his father's first seven days. On the day of burning the first seven days, the person in charge of the funeral came early, and Grandpa Song and Grandma Song followed, but no one else came, namely Uncle Song, Uncle Song and Song Dasong Aunt Song and the others didn't come and didn't let the children come.

Song Cun sneered inwardly, does this mean they are not treated as a family? He didn't say anything to the person in charge: "Everything is ready, what should we do?"

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song didn't look good either. They didn't expect none of their sons and daughters to come, nor did they let their grandchildren come.

According to the order of the person in charge, he burned the first seven to the father of the original owner, and the next day Song Cun bid farewell to the three younger siblings, and under their worries, he took the car to the provincial capital.

About Song Cun going to the provincial capital, the brothers and sisters didn't tell anyone, not even the grandparents. Before going to the provincial capital, Song Cun first visited the clothing stores in the town, and then went to the major shopping malls in the county to have a general understanding of the current market conditions before taking a long-distance bus to the provincial capital. .

Along the way, he chatted with the driver. During the conversation, the driver thought that this kid was quite good, so he asked him which town he was from. Song Cun had nothing to hide, saying that he was from Tanxi Village, Yangliu Township.

When the driver heard his address, he smiled and said, "My former colleague is also from Tanxi Village, Yangliu Township."

Song Cun was a little surprised: "What a coincidence? It's the same village as me!"

The driver's surname was Tan. Driver Tan asked him with a smile, "Does Song Jianguo know?"

Song Jianguo?

Song Cun knows too well, the original owner's father!

Song Cunwen said politely, "That's my father."

Driver Tan was also quite surprised. After taking a closer look at him, he found that there was indeed Song Jianguo's shadow on his face. Remembering that he had just heard the kid say that his father often ran long distances when he was alive, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Your dad? …”

Song Cun's eyes were slightly red: "It happened in a car accident."

Hearing that Song Jianguo died in a car accident, Driver Tan said sadly: "We used to work in the same transport team, and then I came out to run passenger transport. I was in the transport team before, and I was helped by him. What a wonderful person, why don't you just say no?" It's gone."

Who said otherwise? If he had to come a few days earlier, the original owner's father would not have had a car accident. Thinking of this, he wanted to pull the system out.

The system sensed the host's thoughts, and hid in a corner trembling. The other hosts could not complete the task, and the system and the host were punished together. When it comes to it, I don't know what happened, only it is punished. The host didn't say anything, and it also found that the host's soul was stronger, which was simply unreasonable.

Song Cun said in a low voice: "My dad has always had this temper, he would reach out when he encountered difficulties... such a good person got into a car accident."

"Yeah, such a nice person!" Driver Tan looked at him and sighed, "What are you doing in the provincial capital?"

Song Cun restrained his emotions and explained slowly: "My father is gone, and our brothers and sisters have to go to school. It is impossible for the family to have no income. I want to go to the provincial capital to see if there is any opportunity to use the summer vacation to start a small business and earn some money. tuition fee."

Driver Tan looked at him in surprise: "You have a lot of ideas at such a young age, not like your father." He didn't even ask what kind of business he can do at such a young age.

Song Cun twitched his lips and said in a low voice, "I might be more like my mother."

Song Jianguo and his educated youth daughter-in-law divorced early, and he still knew about it. Driver Tan thought for a while and said, "I don't know how to do business either. If you need anything, just look for uncle. If you don't say anything else, in the long-distance station , Uncle still has a few friends."

Song Cun hummed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Tan."

Then he intentionally or unintentionally inquired about the wholesale market in the province. Driver Tan told him where the largest wholesale market in the provincial capital was and how to get there by car. He also asked him where self-employed people in the county like to buy goods. When he arrived in the provincial capital, Driver Tan asked him, "Can you do it alone? My colleague's son is a college student, and he is fine at home during the summer vacation. Why don't I ask him to accompany you?"

Song Cun thought for a while, after all, he came to the provincial capital for the first time and was unfamiliar with many places, so he agreed, and he said, "I won't let him go for nothing."

Driver Tan patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll call my colleague."

Driver Tan hung up the phone and came out to tell Song Cun that his colleague's son was willing to run with him for a day, and it happened that his family had a truck and came driving it.

Song Cun was very grateful. When the driver's son came over, the two bid farewell to Driver Tan and went directly to the largest wholesale market in the provincial capital.

The son of driver Tan’s colleague was Xu Changqing, and the wholesale market was crowded with people. Song Cun and he shuttled through the wholesale market. After walking around the wholesale market, he had a general understanding of the wholesale market. For the time being, he does not count as opening a shop, and he has no capital. If he wanted to earn a fortune with the money in his pocket, he had to think of a good way, touched his stomach protesting to him, and looked at Xu Changqing beside him: "Let's just eat box lunch at noon." Buy a box lunch to fill your stomach, and then do other things.

Xu Changqing had no objection.

There was a long queue in front of the car selling boxed lunches, and the two went silently to line up. In front of them was a man and a woman, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with sad faces on their faces. The woman complained: "Morning!" If we know, we won’t come out. We all despise the clothes in our warehouse, that style, that color, which purchaser is willing to buy it, and we don’t blame other wholesalers for chasing us.”

Song Cun frowned, and just about to speak, the man in front wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed and said, "If we don't come out to find a wholesaler, why don't we sell it ourselves? The workers in our factory are good at making clothes, but who can sell clothes?" The factory manager said that as long as the cost can be kept, the inventory can be cleared, and it is our credit to clear it, and we can raise wages. Run."

Song Cun stood silently at the back and listened to the two chatting. Seeing that the two of them had bought a boxed meal, they were sitting on a stool beside them to eat. One serving of mixed cucumber and one serving of rice. Brother Xu, what do you eat?"

Xu Changqing said, "I'm the same as you."

Song Cun gave the money and took the lunch box. He sat next to the two people just now, and Xu Changqing sat down next to him. Song Cun ate faster. After eating, Xu Changqing and the two people beside him were still there slowly eating. He took out the handkerchief that his elder sister had given him, wiped the corners of his mouth, and took a few sips of hot water from the kettle. He muttered dejectedly: "Business is really hard to do. I ran to the provincial capital on a hot day and couldn't get the goods. My mother should scold me when I go back..."

Xu Changqing looked at him in surprise, but didn't say anything, and continued to eat.

The hands of the two people eating next to them paused slightly, looked at each other, and then looked at Song Cun together.

Song Cun turned his head, looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said fiercely, "What are you looking at me for?"

The man put down the lunch box in his hand, wiped his mouth carelessly with his hands, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Little brother, are you here to buy goods from the provincial capital?"

Song Cun curled his lips: "No stock, what am I doing in the provincial capital on a hot day? Is it free?" After speaking, he glanced at him, which means you are not stupid.

The man didn't care, he was even happier when he heard his words, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I didn't mean that..."

Song Cun raised his eyebrows and interrupted him: "Then what do you mean? Look down on me? I can't come to buy goods?"

The man hurriedly said: "They all come out to make a living, who looks down on whom? Didn't I hear that the little brother rarely came to the provincial capital to buy goods but didn't get them? I was thinking, you didn't get the goods. There are goods, as many as you want."

Song Cun looked at him: "Who are you lying to? How much do you want? There are really so many good products that others can't win, and they will keep them? Don't be a product that can't be sold. Seeing that I am young, I deliberately Are you fooling me?"

The man said in his heart, it's not just to fool you, if you can fool you, even if you buy goods worth a thousand yuan from me, I didn't run in vain today. He thought about this in his heart, but he was not guilty on the face: "How can it be, it's not food, it can't be sold, and it can't be broken, and the clothes can't be sold, and it can't be broken, not to mention the fabric of our clothes. Absolutely rest assured."

Song Cun asked him repeatedly: "What you said is true? You really have a lot of goods? Goods with good quality? Did you lie to me?"

Before the man could speak, the woman next to him hurriedly said: "Of course, we definitely have the goods. And we can guarantee that the quality is absolutely fine. Don't look at the clothes that the buyers are rushing to buy in the market. There is absolutely no such thing as the fabric." The fabrics of the clothes made in our factory are good.”

Of course, what she didn't say was that the goods could be snatched by others, and the quality and style must be good. Otherwise, it will not be easy to sell if others **** it back.

Song Cun frowned: "You really didn't lie to me?"

The two replied in unison: "Really not."

Song Cun looked at them: "Hmph, I don't believe you. There must be something wrong with your goods, otherwise you wouldn't do business like me, a liar."

The faces of the two were a little embarrassed, so Song Cun raised his eyebrows at them, looking guilty, and said that you are liars.

The man said awkwardly: "Little brother, we really didn't lie to you, the quality of the clothes in our factory is absolutely fine..."

"Language trap." Song Cun pointed at them, and said with a smile: "The quality of the clothes is fine, so it's fine? I really think I'm young and easy to deceive. Even if I'm easy to deceive, my mother has been in the clothing business for so many years , it’s not easy to lie, she told me when she came here, you can choose not only the quality of clothes, but also the style, and people’s preferences. of."

Two people: "..."

I thought I was too young to be fooled. Where did the boy come from, so smart?

Xu Changqing couldn't help laughing out loud anymore.

Song Cun looked at the two of them with a bright smile on his face: "Actually, if you want me to buy your goods, it's not impossible? The premise is that you have to let me see your goods, right?"

The two looked at Song Cun in bewilderment, and the man reacted first: "No, little brother, what do you mean?"

Song Cun sighed, spread his hands and said: "My mother asked me to come to the provincial capital to buy goods, but I was slow. The goods my mother asked me to buy didn't get in. I can't go back empty-handed. I'll go and see your goods. If it's okay, I'll come in."

The two looked happy.

"But..." Song Cun turned around, the two were startled, and asked him, "But what?"

Song Cun looked at them: "But the price can't be too high, and I won't take it if it's too high. Why don't you just buy some goods when you come back."

The two hurriedly said together: "All right, all right."

As long as the little brothers are willing to go to see the goods with them, it is possible to buy the goods, which is better than anything else.

Song Cun looked at Xu Changqing and said, "Brother Xu, let's go and have a look."

Xu Changqing nodded.

Following them to the garment factory, several people chatted on the way, and Song Cun knew that the man's name was Hu Cheng and the woman's name was Bai Nana. Hu Cheng and Bai Nana led Song Cun and Xu Changqing to the warehouse.

Hu Cheng showed some clothes to Song Cun. Song Cun took the clothes and felt that the fabric was firm, but the style was really ugly. This style must have been fashionable five years ago, but no one likes it now. But clothes are for wearing. The styles may not be so fashionable, and they can be sold at a low price. You can buy them back for housework or work in the factory. Someone will buy them, depending on how they are sold.

Thinking of this, he handed the clothes to Hu Cheng, Hu Cheng felt cold, but said on the face: "You have also read it, the quality of our clothes is okay, right?"

Song Cun nodded: "The quality is really good, but this style is really not good-looking. Now even old ladies like to wear bright clothes. This style of clothes can't be sold. People spend money on clothes and want to buy clothes that can be worn out. Ask Ms. Bai, will you wear this dress?"

Bai Nana smiled: "But it's of good quality."

Song Cun said with a smile: "That's the only advantage. But if the clothes don't have a style, the quality is good, and it's not a big advantage."

Hu Cheng looked at him and said, "Little brother, if you have any requests, just ask, we will solve what we can, right?"

In any case, this little brother is the first person in these days who is willing to come back to see the goods with them. He had to keep it as long as possible.

Song Cun looked around and said, "Go to the office to talk?"

Hu Cheng nodded and led the two to the office. Xu Changqing said, "I'll wait outside."

Song Cun nodded.

Several people entered the office, and Song Cun said directly: "What is the lowest price you gave me for the clothes?"

Hu Cheng and Bai Nana looked at each other, and Hu Cheng said: "No matter the clothes or trousers, they are all eight yuan a piece. You can take all you want."

Song Cun looked at him and said, "Brother Hu is not sincere. A fashionable coat is only ten yuan outside. Now in summer, people can't wear this clothes when they buy them back. We have to wait until autumn. When can I sell them and pay them back?" Maybe. It costs four yuan a piece, and I’ll make an advance batch, and if it sells well, I’ll make another purchase.”

"Four dollars is too low." Hu Chengxin said that this kid is too young and his heart is too cruel. Four dollars is fifty cents less than their cost.

Song Cun smiled and said: "Brother Hu, why don't you ask your boss? Although these are clothes, the backlog is a kind of loss. It's better to exchange them for cash, which can be used for other things."

Hu Cheng looked at Bai Nana, and Bai Nana stood up hesitantly: "I'll go out and make a phone call."

Bai Nana looked at Song Cun with admiration: "The boss agreed."

Song Cun stood up with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Hu Cheng: "Happy cooperation!"

Hu Cheng was also very happy that the overstocked inventory could be sold and he could complete the task. He stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Cun meaningfully. He didn't know how this kid sold these goods. He couldn't wait to see the follow-up.