Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

At night, the Xixiang Development Zone is more prosperous than in the daytime.

The low-rise building with three or four floors can only be said to be average in terms of appearance, but with various lighting decorations, it suddenly looks majestic.

New private restaurants, dance halls and bowling alleys are desperately trying to attract people.

Suppliers and purchasers from all over the world poured into the Xixiang Development Zone, holding a lot of banknotes in their hands to fill the boring time.

Workers who got off work at six or seven o'clock, got into the night market in the alley and the small shops around it. Their salaries are not low, but they work hard, and they are still cautious in spending money.

The clothes brought back from the coastal areas by the family on their shoulders and handbags are not given special treatment. Find a large hanger and hang it on both sides of the road. If a light bulb falls from it, it will be a counter.

Coat hangers used to be made of wood, but later someone used steel to make the feet, and it became popular in the night market immediately, and everyone learned it.

Later, the hanging rod of the clothes hanger was also replaced with a steel pipe hanging rod to reduce the replacement of wearing parts.

Selling clothes in the night market has a very high profit. A piece can be as little as 30 to 50 yuan, and as much as 200 to 300 yuan. For this reason, it is nothing to spend an extra ten yuan to buy a steel pipe.

However, newcomers who set up street stalls are not prepared for this. Many people actually sell their clothes on the floor, and the difference is immediately apparent.

The female workers who have money in their hands are not willing to buy clothes at this kind of street stalls anymore. After a few glances, they passed by laughing.

On the contrary, they are outsiders, who don't care whether it is a street stall or a clothes hanger, and wander around with great interest.

"Is the boss here to buy the goods, or to deliver the goods?" The stall owner who set up a stall at the corner of the street didn't seem to be paying attention to his stall.

"When you come to the night market, you must be shopping." The person who was asked was a middle-aged man, and he didn't look very happy. If the other party hadn't talked about Hong Kong, he might not have paid attention to the other party.

"Do you have sildenafil in your hand?" The stall owner lowered his voice and said without any further temptation.

The middle-aged man let out a "huh" and laughed: "What's the matter, do you still want to sell it on the street stall?"

The stall owner shook his head, but said: "12 yuan a grain, as much as you want."

"My name is Han Feiming, what do you call me?" The middle-aged man became a little concerned. Don't look at him as a street stall, the clothes on the stall alone are worth thousands of dollars, and it's really affordable to buy sildenafil.

The stall owner smiled and said: "The surname is Wang, so Wang Zhong is the one."

Wang Zhong sounds like a pseudonym. Han Feiming straightened up not too happy, and said, "It's fine if you're not sincere, someone behind the alley will charge you 13 yuan."

The alley refers to the bank alley.

In the era without the Internet, all walks of life usually have some spontaneous gathering places, so that people can find the people and things they want without searching.

For example, those who sell stamps and pour foreign exchange often like to move around in the alley in front of the bank. It's mostly people who trade these things, with the inevitable trips to and from the bank.

In today's Xixiang Development Zone, there are not many people who play foreign exchange with stamps, and the alleys are occupied by people who resell medicines.

As the supply of Sinovel dwindled, the quotations in the alley were getting higher and higher. Of course, 13 yuan is still relatively rare.

The stall owner Wang Zhong stood up with Han Feiming and said, "14 yuan."

Talking directly with money immediately made Han Feiming's faint dissatisfaction disappear.

Han Feiming hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Why are you receiving the goods here? It's 14 yuan. There are people in the alley who deliver to you."

A medicine earns more than 4 yuan, and a box of medicine can earn more than 1,000 yuan. This price is higher than the selling price outside, and Han Feiming thinks it is really abnormal.

Wang Zhongdao: "I want you to collect it for me."

"What do you mean?" Han Feiming guessed a bit but didn't say it out.

"You go to the alley, or wherever you want to collect sildenafil. As long as the goods are genuine, I will give you 14 yuan per grain." Wang Zhongdao: "If you have the ability,

Even if 1,000 boxes are sent a day, I can accept it. "

"Why are you looking for me?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Those who come to the night market when they are free will not do much business."

"You want to find someone to do small business." Han Feiming said, with a self-deprecating smile: "You are quite good at choosing places. Then you might as well just stand in the alley and ask people, why buy so many clothes and put them away. "

"Clothes are also goods. You can have money or goods if you want it." Wang Zhong stared at Han Feiming, stroking the air with his hands, and said, "Clothes come in, medicine goes out."

Han Feiming's heart was shocked: "Are you going to leave..."

Wang Zhong looked at Han Feiming and said nothing.

Han Feiming actually guessed a little bit, and he fell silent after probing a word.

"If you do, call me." The stall owner gave Han Feiming a note and pushed him again.

Han Feiming walked two steps along the flow of people, then turned around, and saw that Wang Zhong had already started to observe other people.

Han Feiming was relieved to find that he was not the only choice for the other party.

He didn't want to go shopping anymore, he took the note back to the room, and slowly unfolded it to see that it was indeed a phone number.

"14 yuan each..." Han Feiming muttered to himself, frowning tightly.

If it's 12 or 13 yuan, it's a one-time sale. It's a big deal. He will sell the bill of lading he has saved to the other party, and that's it.

14 is different again.

Now in the alley, the highest price of sildenafil is 13 yuan, which means that every time he enters and exits, he can earn 1 yuan for a medicine, 300 yuan for a box, and it is still a rough business.

However, thinking about the origin of the other party, Han Feiming felt a little troublesome.

Smuggling is nothing new, but he was originally a businessman of duty, should he be involved?

Han Feiming lay on the bed, tangled up and down, and fell asleep dimly very late.

...

Facing sildenafil, Haydn didn't struggle at all.

"Give me one." Haydn looked at the diamond-shaped blue pill on the table, his eyes were shining.

"Have you eaten?" My friend asked with a smile.

"Sildenafil? It was made by a Nobel Prize winner." Haydn actually only saw it twice. However, those two experiences shocked him greatly.

"Is one enough?" The friend was not stingy, and handed over dozens of dollars worth of sildenafil to Haydn.

Haydn drank the martini, grinned, and said, "I want two!"

"Then I will have three." The companions were unwilling to lag behind.

Haydn laughed twice, and said, "Do you know what the biggest advantage of this thing is?"

"Make you hard?" A sentence came from the corner, which made several people laugh.

Haydn shook his head: "It's because you can't be tough enough to think so."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Haydn proudly raised his cup, and said, "Let me tell you, the most powerful thing about this thing is to reduce the time between two times. It used to take 20 minutes to do it again, but now 10 minutes is enough..."

Everyone listened with great enthusiasm, and those who had never used it before couldn't help but look at the desktop.

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