Dressed As the Apex of the Villain

"No, good girls don't look down on me."

Tang Laijin laughed and joked. In fact, there are quite a few girls in his picture. After all, the Tang family's family is there. Although Tang Laijin is a lazy man, he is handsome and can talk about it. There are still girls who are willing to marry.

It's just that Tang Laijin doesn't look down on him, so he just wants to marry a girl from the city. Those good girls with big arms and round waists in the countryside are not suitable for him, and he doesn't want to harm other girls.

"Where is your family? How old is it? My niece from her family..."

An old lady eagerly wanted to be a matchmaker, and Tang Laijin got on a car and fled. He didn't want to get peach blossom debt, making money was the big deal.

And catch women!

He explained to a few friends and let them stare at Huang Fengxian 24 hours a day. There is no news yet. Tang Laijin decided to watch in person. If there is no result, he will have no face to see Uncle Six.

Tang Laijin found a secluded place and counted the running water for the past few days. He made a total of 110 clothes and 50 pairs of sleeves. The running water should add up to 465 yuan. After counting three times, the amount was not large. wrong.

Those rags that were about to be thrown away, Huo Jinzhi turned into more than 400 yuan in banknotes. After deducting the wages for making clothes, he could earn more than 300 yuan. Tang Laijin was really convinced by this child, and the seeds in his head followed. Like aliens, they don't look like normal people anymore, so how did you come up with these ideas?

The same person, he has eaten more than ten years, and feels that in front of Huo Jinzhi, his head is inferior to a pig.

Tang Laijin neatly stacked the banknotes, tied them with rubber bands, and put them away carefully. When Huo Jinzhi came back, he had to reconcile the accounts. Will not treat him badly.

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Huo Jinzhi was still at Yangcheng Railway Station, and his face was full of joy. He really didn't expect that the mad master would give him credit. Ma Xiangdong said that the rule of the mad master was never to take credit, and neither would the old customers, but he was right. He set a precedent.

Of course, he wouldn't pretentiously think that his charisma moved the mad master, and the credit goes to Tang Xiaopang.

As soon as I met the mad man, I asked Tang Xiaopang. I was disappointed to see that the fat girl didn't go. Now I ask him to bring a lot of things to Tang Xiaopang, cola, all kinds of snacks and candies, and three jars of malted milk, enough. Tang Xiaopang has been eating for half a year.

Now he and Ah Wei are loading the wagon at the train station, but the mad man didn't come. When the wagon was ready, he also got on the train and went back to Yuecheng. Because he could buy goods on credit, he bought twenty bags of cloth and fifty radios this time. , and also made a special bag of rags, which were extra in the warehouse to be cleaned up. Huo Jinzhi wanted to buy it when he saw it, and Awei sold him a bag for thirty yuan.

"What do you want those rags for? You can't make clothes or sell them." Ah Wei couldn't understand, so he couldn't help asking.

Those rags are not enough to make clothes, nor can they be used as rags. The madman asked them to handle them casually, and he and his brothers didn't want them either. They were basically given away for nothing, but Huo Jinzhi wanted to buy them back.

Huo Jinzhi smiled and didn't hide it, "It's true that adults' clothes can't be made. It may be children's clothes without any trouble. Selling ready-made clothes is more cost-effective than selling rags."

Ah Wei gave a sincere thumbs up, this child is the same age as his eldest son, but his eldest son is like a pig, and his toes are not even comparable.

After returning, Ah Wei told the mad master Huo Jinzhi's words, and the mad master couldn't help laughing, "This kid is more promising than his father!"

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