Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

Chapter 51 Where the spring breeze blows

Su Xiaoli thought he'd better get to Qingzhou before dark and hurriedly drove him away.

"I know, I know. If I finish my work here early, I will pick you up in Qingzhou, and we will drive back together."

It's too hard to drive back alone. If two people drive together, they can look after each other and it's safer.

She didn't say anything, but Gu Feihan's heart suddenly warmed up and a strange emotion arose.

He came up to Su Xiaoli, and while she was looking down at her luggage, he couldn't help but give her a gentle hug.

The hug came so unexpectedly that Su Xiaoli's breath hitched.

Before she could react, Gu Feihan had already let go of his arm.

The speed was so fast, it seemed as if Su Xiaoli would resist if she took one step slower.

Gu Feihan didn't bother, "I'm leaving!"

With a look of satisfaction and pride on his face, he got into the car and left.

Su Xiaoli's face turned dark instantly.

Stirring on the nose, touching the face, and then running away after touching her, this is what this bastard is talking about!
But...neither should I say it, the mountain guy is indeed quite promising...

After going back to the room to tidy up, Su Xiaoli saw that it was still early outside and it was not far from the market, so she decided to stroll over and check it out first.

The further you go to the market, there are more and more people setting up stalls, running shops, and "cargo gangs" and driving three-wheelers, calling for goods to be sold and received.

For the unbuilt stalls outside the market, the merchants brought their own door panels and set up linoleum scaffolding to extend to both ends of the market.

Even before we entered the market, the street was already bustling with activity.

Tens of thousands of people are thriving in the rolling torrent of commodity economy, bathing in the spring breeze of reform.

Seeing Wu Xiao, who was more prosperous and open than Lingzheng County and even the entire Shilu City, Su Xiaoli couldn't help but feel anxious.

In the years to come, this place has grown rapidly and has been responsible for more than 40% of the country's small commodity wholesale shipments.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about the “barometer” that best reflects economic vitality—the express delivery industry.

Before Dr. Su was reborn, this small city already had more than 8 express delivery companies, and the number of packages it delivered ranked first in the world.

Every day, hundreds of millions of goods are shipped from Wuxiao to all parts of the country and the world.

Su Xiaoli sighed for a long time.

When she really entered the market, she stabilized.

I walked around in the market, looking at everything but buying nothing.

His eyes were focused on the cosmetics shop.

When she encounters a suitable store, she stays for a few minutes. When she encounters others buying something, she stands aside to listen more, and picks up the products to take a closer look, smell, and touch.

She was young, unassuming, and did not dress like a rich person. The stall owners were too busy to talk to her.

It didn't matter if the store ignored her. As long as they didn't yell at her, she picked up the daily cosmetics on the top and studied them carefully.

Ingredients, origin, efficacy, color, skin feel...

When she meets a stall owner who greets her enthusiastically, she chats with them casually and observes whether the stall owner's temperament can lead to long-term cooperation.

After a few rounds, where the price is high and where the price is low;

Which company only does wholesale and retail, and which company is the real first-level agent;
What products are easy to sell and what are unsaleable?

Which cosmetics are produced by regular manufacturers, and which ones are made to fool people...

Just like this, she kept accumulating and summarizing, and in the end, she had a basic understanding of the daily chemical products here.

She silently kept in mind all the things that she felt were good, and planned to write them down when she returned to the guest house. She would compare them with the list tomorrow and carefully select them.Of course, we also saw a lot of excitement.

A certain stall sold the most popular fake rings. An uncle got the goods for 4 cents and wholesaled a whole package.

As a result, he found exactly the same product at another stall not far away, and it only cost 2 cents!

Well, the uncle also has a bad temper, so he will kill him directly and return the goods!
At first, the two just communicated, but soon it turned into a quarrel.

As the saying goes, "People in the same industry are enemies." The busier the market, the more intense the competition.

The dispute between the eldest brother and the stall owner turned into a scolding between the two groups of shops, and it became a big deal.

One party scolded the other party for only trying to pry customers with low prices, while the other party responded by saying that the other party would bully outsiders by inflating prices.

Fortunately, a lady in her 40s came over, with a round and soft face and a look of happiness.

She said a few words to the stall owners on both sides. Although her tone was not harsh, the stall owners were very convinced of her.

One by one, they returned to their stalls and continued their business.

Sister Yuanrun did not leave directly after taking care of the stall owners. Instead, she walked towards the elder brother who bought a high-priced ring.

The eldest sister Yuanrun was familiar with her, and with her negotiation, the eldest brother did not return the goods in the end. He only asked the original purchaser to supply him with some other accessories.

The eldest brother was quite satisfied and held the bulging bag without saying anything else.

Su Xiaoli was squeezed into the crowd not far away, blocked in several directions, and had to watch the excitement.

The elder sister who was mediating spoke the local dialect of Wuxiao, but she didn't quite understand it.

But seeing Sister Yuanrun handle the three parties with a lot of effort and soft words, I couldn't help but admire her coordination ability.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

Su Xiaoli simply ate something on the roadside, then returned to the guest house and called Grandma Su at the front desk to report that she was safe.

After hanging up the phone, he seemed to have thought of something, and called Zhang Yu's cigarette shop again.

The phone in the hotel usually doesn't ring. It's usually used by Scarface and the front desk clerk when they're having sex.

This time it was Scarface who answered the call, thinking that the person wanted to have a casual chat with him again.

How could he have that thought at the moment? He was unhappy!
His attitude when he answered the phone was a bit irritable.

"Hey! What are you doing again? Didn't I tell you that I have something to do tonight? Are you annoyed?" Scarface didn't feel angry.

Su Xiaoli was startled by the attitude on the other end of the phone. The voice seemed familiar.

"Um...Hello, please look for Zhang Yu. I am his niece Su Xiaoli."

The impact of the sound was so great that Scarface immediately sounded the highest alarm!
The place where the head was cut was bleeding again!
"I'll go!... Heh... Hey... that... is Miss Su, you... just wait a moment..."

This time she heard it, and the person who answered the phone was the scarred man whose forehead was covered in blood by her.

Scarface's smile was too charming, his tone changed too quickly, and he looked like he was afraid and hated at the same time.

Su Xiaoli was speechless. What was she afraid of? She was not Sadako. Could she go along the phone line and give him a stick? !

After a while, Zhang Yu answered the phone, his voice buzzing and nasal.

"Uncle, have you caught a cold? Why is your nasal sound so heavy?" Su Xiaoli asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing. What's going on? Are you there?"

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