Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

If I weren't short of money, who would have the patience to wait on you, a pretentious brat!
  Although he scolded her countless times in his mind, he restrained the urge to raise his eyebrows and still had a smile on his face: "Mr. Gu, please take a step to speak."

Gu Feihan pretended not to know why and followed him to the haystack.

"Mr. Gu, this matter is not easy to handle..."

Zhang Fugui looked embarrassed, "I have worked hard, shouting and persuading from door to door, but you also know that sorghum is the staple food in our place! Every family has to eat sorghum until next year, and no one can I won’t sell more.”

"You're still unwilling to sell it even after the price has been increased by [-] cents?" Gu Feihan asked following his words.

Four cents?

Zhang Fugui was stunned, he had clearly discussed it with Scarface, what about San Mao?

He reacted immediately.

You scarred face, you said you were reluctant, but in fact you were worse than me, you just lied to the boss for an extra dime!

If I hadn't saved a hand, I wouldn't have known you just added so much.

For two thousand kilograms of sorghum, every extra cent is an extra two hundred yuan.

Okay, it seems that everyone is on the same path.

That's easy to handle, as a rising tide lifts all boats.

Anyway, Mr. Gu just wants to harvest sorghum and doesn’t care about the cost, so he can just increase the amount.

In an instant, Zhang Fugui had a new calculation in his heart.

"I don't want to. Our village is close to a mountain and we just hope to survive the winter by eating sorghum rice. We are all ignorant people. They scraped together and only managed to collect [-] kilograms."

"Only eight hundred pounds?" Gu Feihan now fully understood what Zhang Fugui had in mind.

He remained calm, but put his hand into his windbreaker pocket and pressed the record button on the small tape recorder.

"Yes, at the current price, the villagers can only afford [-] kilograms." Zhang Fugui's tone was neither soft nor hard.

Gu Feihan pretended to be thoughtful, and after a while he asked: "How many pounds did the village actually harvest this year?"

Zhang Fugui secretly rejoiced, "It's a small three thousand catties, but they are only winter rations. If the price is low, they will definitely not be sold."

Gu Feihan continued to remain silent.

"Let's do this, I will go and persuade the villagers, but you have to add more, otherwise it will be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice." Zhang Fugui couldn't hold it anymore and advised.

“How much is the appropriate amount to add?”

Gu Feihan was like a cheetah, wanting to see what tricks the prey in his hands could do.

"I'll get a piece no matter what!" Zhang Fugui deliberately shouted the price to the sky.

"One piece? This is so unreasonable. Why don't you just grab it? What an international joke." Gu Feihan snorted.

"Then how much do you want to say?" Zhang Fugui provoked him.

Gu Feihan frowned slightly and stopped talking.

Zhang Fugui's eyes flickered back and forth on him, "Let's do this, I'll try to add as much as possible to the negotiation. I can't guarantee whether the negotiation will be successful or not."

"Eight cents! That's too expensive!" Gu Feihan looked up at him.

Zhang Fugui was about to lose his patience and said in a yin and yang tone:
  "Little Mr. Gu, I respect you as Mr. Gu, because I think highly of you.

Let me tell you, if I don’t sell the sorghum in our village to you, who would dare to sell it? Even for 1 yuan a pound, you can’t get one!
  It’s only [-] cents more, which is already a bargain for you. Think about it for yourself! "

Gu Feihan was silent, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

After a while, he seemed to make up his mind, "Bamao? Let's try it."

Hearing this, Zhang Fugui almost couldn't hold back his excitement and almost revealed his secret.

He said in a strong tone, "Huh, that's about right!

Mr. Gu, there are still many days for us to deal with each other in the future. The strong dragon will not suppress the local snake, Beizhu Le Village, I have the final say! Don’t tell me that I only charge you 1 cents more today. Even if I charge you [-] yuan, you still have to endure it! "

After Zhang Fugui left, Scarface walked up to Gu Feihan.

Gu Feihan sneered, "This old boy is quite naughty. If you have more than a thousand kilograms left, the price will be increased by [-] cents."

When Scarface heard this, he spat on the ground with a "Bah" sound, "She's so beautiful!"

Gu Feihan looked calm.

"I estimate that what is coming today is only seven or eight hundred pounds. You go and give him some sweetness first and give him the deposit.

Remember, don’t give it directly to the villagers, but hand it over in real money directly to the hands of the village chief in front of the villagers. "

Scarface suppressed the disgust in his eyes, counted out 300 yuan, and gave it to Zhang Fugui in public.

This stack of money was so thick, and it was collected under the eyes of the villagers, Zhang Fugui felt a little embarrassed for a while.

I thought to myself, Scarface, if your face is bad, could it be that your brain is also bad?

How could anyone hand over money in front of so many people?

There is no place to hide such a bunch of stuff!
  Scarface snorted, "Take it!"

His voice was quite loud, causing the villagers who were waiting in line to be sifted and tested to turn their heads and look this way.

Zhang Fugui glared at him, quickly took the money and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, which suddenly bulged with a big bag.

For a while, the villagers began to whisper among themselves.

Zhang Fugui hurriedly wanted to go for a walk, but Scarface grabbed him and said loudly: "Brother, these are just deposits, and the rest will be given to you after I collect it."

How could Zhang Fugui dare to listen? If he kept talking, his whole secret would be exposed.

He covered Scarface's mouth to prevent him from continuing, glared at him fiercely, and then disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Fugui didn't have time to hear - the villagers' discussion became louder and louder.

He ran away, and Gu Feihan and his group used their hands and feet.

The few people brought by Scarface deliberately muttered while purchasing: "How come the quality of this sorghum is so poor after so much extra money!"

Some villagers couldn't bear to hear others speak ill of their own food, so they started arguing, but Scarface was also very tough.

"I charged 4 cents more than the grain station, so of course I have to choose the right one!"

As soon as this was said, all the villagers heard it and gathered around to ask what was going on.

Scarface followed what Feihan taught him and recited word for word:

"The grain station charges 1 cents per pound for the first level and 1 cents for the second level. What we charge in other villages is 9 cents for the first level and 1 cents for the second level. But in your village, the first level costs 3 cents. ! Tell me, am I qualified to choose?"

The villagers could not listen to what he said next.

This inside news turned the villagers upside down, and everyone was filled with indignation and curses.

Other villages charge 1 cents and 3 cents?
  4 cents for the village chief?
  His grandma's!

Or are the people not the masters of the country? !

Their "good village chief" only gave them "1 cent" per catty!
  Where did the money go?

Needless to say, it must have gone into the pocket of the village chief himself.

Scarface continued to shout loudly: "Our factory still has to collect more than a thousand kilograms. Village Chief Zhang Da has said that the remaining ones will be sold at a price increase of 8 cents, and they will be purchased at 9 cents!"

The villagers exploded!

The extra [-] cents went into Zhang Fugui's own pocket, which was more than a thousand kilograms.

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