Different from the warmth and harmony in Chen Mo's home, the other side of the village was already in a state of turmoil.
Several large bright red palm marks and blood stains appeared on Wang Cuihua's face.
The slap marks were made by a man in his family, and the blood marks were scratched by Wang Dazhu's wife.
Just now, Wang Dazhu's wife went to the back mountain to take a look, and she found a quilt in the brick kiln.
And that quilt was the same as the one missing at home. You didn't need to think too much to know the cause and effect of the matter.
Then she went to Wang Cuihua's house to make a fuss, and the two sides started arguing.
Wang Cuihua fell to the ground, feeling only regret at this moment.
She didn't expect that the rotten gambler who used to be taciturn or even coward would actually find out about her scandal.
If she hadn't gone to that bad gambler's house to cause trouble today, then this incident might not have happened.
Of course it's already now, no matter how much she regrets it, it's useless.
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Chen Mo had a good sleep this time. When he opened his eyes, Tang Ruixue had already gone to work.
After Chen Mo played with his daughter at home all morning, he came to Factory Street and planned to ask Zhao Weidong to go to the shoe factory with him.
Just having a stall outside the factory is naturally not enough.
The reason why Chen Mo took Zhao Weidong with him was to let him open another stall.
With two stalls, one in the east of the city and one in the west of the city, sales will definitely increase.
Chen Mo just knocked on the door and was greeted by Zhao Changjiang's rather stern face.
Before Chen Mo could speak, Zhao Changjiang spoke first: "Chen Mo, tell me, what did you do with my son?"
Hearing this, Chen Mo was slightly startled.
Zhao Weidong heard his father's voice in the house and ran out quickly, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Uncle, is there any misunderstanding?"
Chen Mo chuckled and said warmly.
"He made thirty yuan a day. You are really capable. I don't want to care about what you do, but don't take my son with you."
Zhao Changjiang spoke coldly, with an extremely harsh tone.
Hearing this, Chen Mo also understood that Zhao Changjiang must have misunderstood.
He explained: "Uncle, we are just selling shoes, not doing anything else."
"Selling shoes?"
"Can I make two hundred yuan a day selling shoes? If I can really make that much, then I'll just resign from my job and stop selling shoes with you."
Zhao Changjiang continued to speak with disbelief on his face.
Zhao Weidong had explained so much to him yesterday, but he insisted that Chen Mo took Zhao Weidong to do something improper.
So he waited for Chen Mo specially today just to warn him.
"Uncle, if you don't believe it, why don't you come with me and have a look."
"We young people must bind our personal ideals to the future of the country. Special economic zones have been established and large-scale contract documents have been issued. We just want to contribute to society."
Chen Mo was glib and talked about both individuals and groups as soon as he opened his mouth.
Zhao Changjiang sneered again when he saw that the dull Chen Mo in the past was actually talking in the same way now.
"Okay, since you invited me to take a look, then I will go."
Zhao Changjiang agreed immediately.
"We will set up a stall at the entrance of Guangming Shoe Factory at about four o'clock in the afternoon. Uncle is welcome to come and patronize the business then."
Chen Mo nodded, not forgetting to introduce the business.
"Dad, I'll go there with Brother Chen. Don't forget to come over in the afternoon to take care of business."
Zhao Weidong also walked past him, and then followed Chen Mo and slipped out.
Looking at the backs of the two people, Zhao Changjiang shook his head helplessly.
Until now, Zhao Changjiang felt that Chen Mo was unreliable.
After all, concepts accumulated over time cannot be changed quickly.
Guangming Shoe Factory.
The employees who originally caused trouble were actually brought back by Shi Dafu.
After the last three months' wages were paid, those employees stopped making trouble.
Now that the factory has started up again, one or two hundred pairs of cotton shoes come off the production line every day.
He really followed Chen Mo's words and started large-scale production.
He is now in charge of production, while Chen Mo is in charge of sales.
Yesterday, he sold more than 300 pairs of shoes a day, which brought him a net profit of about 500. Excluding Chen Mo's 200, it was still a big profit.
According to this way of making money, a household of 10,000 yuan a month would be made.
After Chen Mo came over, Shi Dafu invited him to the office.
When the time was almost up, Chen Mo once again opened a stall at the entrance of the factory.
The slogans are still the same as yesterday.
As soon as the stall was set up today, many people came "admired".
The cotton shoes sold by Chen Mo were cheap and of high quality, so they naturally attracted a lot of attention.
In addition, when the story is exaggerated, it makes people feel that they are making a lot of money.
Cotton shoes that originally cost five or six yuan now sell for more than three yuan. Buying a pair is equivalent to making two or three yuan.
Although this algorithm is somewhat ridiculous, many people really think so.
So more than a hundred pairs of cotton shoes were quickly sold out.
After a few hours, the number of cotton shoes sold reached a terrifying level of 400 pairs.
Chen Mo also knows that this is probably the peak, and the number of cotton shoes sold in the future is expected to gradually stabilize.
But the residual warmth generated by marketing should bring some relatively stable customer sources.
What's more, Chen Mo is also planning to set up two more stalls and start selling directly across the county.
When today's sales came out, Chen Mo's dividend reached two hundred and fifty.
Although this dividend figure is a bit unpleasant to hear, when one yuan is added after it, it instantly becomes pleasant to the ears.
When selling shoes, Zhao Changjiang actually came over to take a look.
At first, Zhao Changjiang was a little unconcerned when he saw so many people at the shoe stall.
But gradually he discovered that the business of this shoe stall was particularly prosperous.
Coupled with the big speaker and his sister-in-law's repeated playback, he couldn't help but buy a pair.
The original doubts about Chen Mo gradually disappeared.
Especially after seeing Zhao Weidong's 30 yuan dividend today, I felt completely relieved.
However, in addition to feeling relieved, Zhao Changjiang also felt a little uncomfortable.
After working at my job for so many years, I finally got a salary of eighty or ninety a month.
But my son only set up a stall for two days, which is almost as much as his own month's salary.
This also made him feel a little melancholy, and even lamented the impermanence of the world.
Speculation in the past has turned into a way to make money today.
It was already dusk when Chen Mo returned home with the money in his arms.
After opening the door, what he saw was an old man sitting on the kang.
He was holding a cigarette rod in his hand and was smoking cigarettes with a sad look on his face.
"dad."
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him, Chen Mo's nose became sour and he screamed.
