Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 14 [No.014] Wrong version of Sky-Pillar and Megatron
After school in the afternoon, Xie Wenjun called Zheng Gang and Li Qiang to the uninhabited alley behind Zidi Primary School, only the little traitor was there, his eyes were black and blue like a giant panda, obviously because he betrayed his classmates that day Got cleaned up.

Xie Wenjun and Zheng Gang looked at each other and smiled. These boys were really smart, and even sent a vanguard to investigate the situation.

"Just you, how many pieces do you sell?" Xie Wenjun said as he took out a thick stack of ten-yuan renminbi and counted it. It seemed that there were more than 2000 yuan.

"Yes... yes..." The little man saw so much money, his eyes were bigger than copper bells, shining brightly, "I...have a hundred."

"One hundred tickets, two yuan," Xie Wenjun frowned, "Yo, they're all ten yuan a piece, and there's no change, did you find it?"

The little man rolled his eyes: "I seem to have some paintings in the classroom, otherwise, wait a minute, I'll get them."

Xie Wenjun nodded, and slammed the banknotes loudly: "Go and come back quickly, call all the students who want to sell paintings, I have something to do, I will leave if I am late."

"Yeah." The little man nodded like he was pounding garlic, and ran into the school like he was on a hot wheel.

Zheng Gang had a look of admiration on his face: "Xiaojun, why are you like a living fairy? You have guessed everything. This trick is really effective. This kid will definitely boast when he goes in. He might blow our thousands of dollars away. Say tens of thousands of dollars, haha."

"We have to collect it thoroughly. If you don't tease these boys like this, can they show their old bottom?" Xie Wenjun was complacent, and everything was developing step by step according to his plan, "Don't just stand still Come on, get the bag out."

Zheng Gang snorted, and took out three rice pockets from his schoolbag.

More than 40 people came at once, and the alley suddenly became lively. Zheng Gang maintained order at the top of his voice: "Line up, line up, come one by one, dammit, if you jump in line again, I will beat you..."

You are 1000 and [-], and I am [-]. The action of collecting foreign paintings has officially kicked off. Li Qiang is in charge of stippling. Since there are too many foreign paintings, it is too troublesome to count each sheet. Xie Wenjun asked Li Qiang to count [-] standard and received ones. Putting foreign paintings on the ground to compare their heights is almost enough, the error is not big, and everyone doesn't care.

A few primary school students who were originally here to watch the fun couldn't bear it any longer, and they all said that they had foreign paintings at home, and they went back to get them immediately, and asked Xie Wenjun and the others to wait a little longer, and ran away one by one like hot wheels. .

The students who went back to pick up foreign paintings also called some friends to sell them. Xie Wenjun never refused to come, and he took as much as he wanted. The three of them were busy until dark before going to Liu Hua's house with heavy bags of rice.

"Thank you." Liu Hua helped them take the rice bag and put it away. "I fried the rice, hurry to add it, don't be hungry."

Zheng Gang scraped the pot upside down, and murmured, "Why is it so small?"

"You're a different kind," Xie Wenjun said with a smile, "Brother Hua doesn't know that your nickname is Second Senior Brother, and you'll throw eight big bowls in one meal."

"When did I have a nickname called Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother..." Zheng Gang pondered for a long time, "You are Zhu Bajie."

Liu Hua smiled and said: "It's okay, it's a blessing to be able to eat, and I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

The three of them ate and drank enough, and together they poured all the foreign paintings on Liu Hua's bed. There were more than 8 sheets piled up like a hill. Thank you for your hard work. According to what I wrote on this paper, all are classified into different categories. How many sets can be collected? The wrong version of Pan Tianzhu and Megatron are specially organized together, and the rest will wait for the purchase of small plastics. The bags are packed in one hundred sheets and sealed."

The set of conditions mentioned by Xie Wenjun is: there must be at least one Transformer that appeared in all old-fashioned straight-style foreign paintings. The spider must also have Starscream ghost, and there must be two misprints, the climbing column with the Decepticon logo and the Megatron with the Autobot logo.

Due to a printing error, a batch of foreign paintings with the logos of Pantianzhu and Megatron were printed upside down, so that everyone refused to accept them when playing with foreign paintings, and the owner who had these two wrong paintings would tear them up. It was won by others, and it ended up being smashed to pieces within a few hands. Everyone hated it deeply, and it was no different from counterfeit banknotes.

There are very few wrong versions, and if you tear it up, it is even better. Xie Wenjun thought of this hype plan because of this.

"Xiaojun, will someone specially print some fake and wrong editions?" The printing technology of foreign paintings is low, and counterfeiting is too simple. Li Qiang expressed his doubts.

"First, we are dealing with students. Which student has this ability?" Xie Wenjun has already grasped these questions. "Second, the printing cost is too high, and the gain is not worth the loss. Find a printing shop and start the machines... We've already taken our money and left."

"I really doubt how old you are." Liu Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to see through Xie Wenjun.

Xie Wenjun counted with his fingers: "Uh...it's almost twelve, haha."

Xie Wenjun and Zheng Gang chatted casually in the corner of the football field, waiting for Comrade Li Qiang to come and report on his work.

Li Qiang was sent by Xie Wenjun to be a pioneer, and he was asked to pick some rare ones from among the classmates who were playing foreign paintings for fifty cents or one piece, so that everyone could feel that foreign paintings were starting to be valuable.

"Xiaojun, it's exactly what you think. Everyone's reaction is too enthusiastic. My task is pretty good." Li Qiang ran over and said out of breath.

"Didn't tell them why you collected foreign paintings, did you?" Zheng Gang deliberately reminded him that he thought he was smarter than anyone else except Xie Wenjun.

"How can I say that, I'm not you...Second Senior Brother." Li Qiang also thought that Zheng Gang was inferior to him.

Xie Wenjun was full of excitement: "Quick, let me see the results."

Li Qiang opened the schoolbag, Zheng Gang slapped him affectionately, and said with a smile: "Okay, you boy, you have collected so much, it's amazing."

Xie Wenjun's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "How much did it cost you?"

"Not much, it's cheap, just over 500 yuan." Li Qiang was secretly proud. Bargaining is my strong point, and I have inheritance.

"What? You pig, you, you spent more than 500 yuan in just one day, and we only have 200 yuan left in total, you..." It seems that in the future, you have to explain things clearly when pointing at these children It’s okay to be clear and orderly. I didn’t explain this detail clearly, so I was stabbed. Xie Wenjun sighed and said, “Blame me, blame me, I should explain it more clearly.”

Li Qiang and Zheng Gang looked at each other in blank dismay, didn't they complete the task? Why did Xiaojun behave like this.

"The purpose of my asking you to collect these foreign paintings is different from that of us going to Zidi Primary School. The ones you collected today can be settled at Zidi Primary School for two cents a piece. Why spend that one and fifty cents? The purpose of our school is to collect them. It is to let everyone know that foreign paintings are still very valuable," Xie Wenjun used an analogy, "If someone gives you a hundred copies, you can pick out thousands of reasons to only accept one. As long as you have such a meaning, you can accept it or not. It doesn't matter if you get it."

Li Qiang suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, then, I will charge less from tomorrow."

Xie Wenjun shook his head: "Our funds are not enough. If you only spend 50 yuan today, it's about the same. Since you said that you have a strong reaction, someone will pick you ten today, and they may give you a hundred tomorrow." You choose, you have to charge at least 500 yuan tomorrow. Once you can’t accept it, people will become suspicious, and it will be difficult to build up everyone’s confidence in the future. Our business may also go wrong. In this case, we will go wrong Any move could be a total loss, so we have to stick to it no matter what."

"Then let's stop accepting it and move on to the next step." Li Qiang was straightforward, and if he couldn't accept it, he would fall down.

"No, how can you build a house if the foundation is not stable, and the pigs have to be fattened before they are slaughtered," Xie Wenjun gesticulated, "You yelled to buy today, and I'll sell you tomorrow, the devil will care about you, if you let Everyone felt reluctant to sell it at first, and gradually they wanted to buy it back. At that time, Brother Hua will make a second fire.

"Then...then what should I do? Does Xiaoqiang still have money?" Zheng Gang became more and more interested in this matter, and he was a little anxious when he heard that it might be dirty.

Li Qiang thought for a while: "Then I'll go back and ask my mother for some."

"No, I have a solution." No matter how rich Li Qiang's family is, if they ask for a large sum of money all of a sudden, they must ask why. Xie Wenjun doesn't want to involve any adults in this matter. Even if he has to let the adults know, he has to wait for something Let's talk about it after success. As for the method, it is still in the making.

Zheng Gang breathed a sigh of relief: "Is there any good way?"

"Still thinking."

"..."

(End of this chapter)