The child who had been sleeping for many days actually woke up!
Mo Yan listened to Jiang Dalin and his wife keep saying words of gratitude, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Dalin again.
Jiang Dalin couldn't help but touched his face, turned to look at Mao Huifang, "Is there something on my face?"
Mao Huifang also noticed Mo Yan's strangeness. She looked at it carefully and then shook her head at Jiang Dalin:
"No."
The couple looked puzzled:
"Sister, do you have anything else? Is it the child..."
Seeing the couple worried, Mo Yan shook his head:
"The child is fine, nothing to worry about."
She stood up and said, "It's time for me to go."
Looking at Jiang Dalin:
"Brother Jiang, I want to wholesale some turtleneck sweaters from you."
Jiang Dalin belatedly realized that Mo Yan had just asked him about the price.
"Those,"
Jiang Dalin didn’t want his benefactor to engage in a money-losing business, so he said bluntly:
"I saw that the quality of the goods was very good and the price was not expensive, so I bought a batch. Unfortunately, the sales were not good and I couldn't sell them."
Afraid that Mo Yan would think too much, he quickly pointed at the goods next to him with more enthusiasm:
"Sister, if you can trust me, can I recommend something else to you?"
Mo Yan felt Jiang Dalin's enthusiasm, but shook his head and refused:
“I just want to buy these turtlenecks.”
She has seen clearly that Jiang Dalin recommends low-necked sweaters.
"Brother Jiang, I come from the north of Shandong Province. It's cold there. This high collar is suitable."
"Oh, that's right!"
Jiang Dalin understood.
"How many do you want?"
Mo Yan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't try to make a fool of himself, and chose to tell the truth:
"I only have five hundred yuan..."
"It's okay, we are not outsiders, you can pay on credit, any amount is fine!"
This is a huge amount of trust.
"I had a bad attitude just now, and I was yelling about the price. If you want it, it's only four and a half yuan!"
Jiang Dalin was also a little embarrassed about his words and deeds just now.
He is a cheerful and honest person!
The last hesitation in Mo Yan's heart disappeared. She gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Jiang, do you have a quiet place? I have something very important to tell you!"
Jiang Dalin and Mao Huifang looked at each other, and the couple took her to the inner room.
Wen Xiaomei consciously stayed outside, playing with the child with Jiang Dalin's mother.
Although she was very curious and even more surprised, she also knew that a person should have a sense of propriety.
The place where Mo Yan followed Jiang Dalin and his wife went was their bedroom. When the door was closed, the sounds outside were very quiet.
Mo Yan still looked around cautiously. She didn't say a word softly until she was sure it was safe, but Jiang Dalin and his wife changed their expressions.
Mo Yan said:
"Brother Jiang, is it true that your family has only a few heirs, and the men cannot live past thirty-nine? You are already the second generation?"
Jiang Dalin's face was ugly and trembling like chaff.
Mao Huifang looked puzzled, but couldn't help but whispered:
"My father-in-law is indeed thirty-nine years old..."
Could it be?
She couldn't help but open her eyes wide.
"Your family may have offended someone, and they found a master to curse you!"
Now that he had made a decision, Mo Yan did not drag his feet or pretend to be profound.
"Maybe you don't believe it..."
Jiang Dalin's legs went weak and he knelt down directly to Mo Yan, dragging Mao Huifang with him.
"Big sister, no, no, no, master, please save us!"
Mo Yan used some force to pull Jiang Dalin up.
Jiang Dalin no longer concealed anything and told the secret hidden in his heart.
In Grandpa Jiang Dalin's generation, the Jiang family was still a big family with a large population.
But in his father's generation, many children were born, but few survived.
Most of them were girls and boys, except for Jiang Dalin’s father.
Then, his father really passed away at the age of thirty-nine.
Jiang Dalin is the only child born to his father and mother in their thirties.
All in all, it is true that the Jiang family has a difficult time with heirs, and men cannot live past thirty-nine.
Jiang Dalin is thirty-seven years old this year.
Even Mao Huifang didn't know about this matter. At this moment, she didn't know what to say.
After she figured it out, Mao Huifang knelt down again.
Mo Yan wants to hold his forehead, please stop kneeling, okay? Let's talk about something.
Mo Yan gave the answer:
"I don't know the specific situation yet, and I'm not good enough. I need to be prepared."
what to prepare?
Jiang Dalin said he would fully cooperate.
Mo Yan said a few things, but Jiang Dalin was confused and didn't even listen to them.
"I do," Mo Yan's words made Jiang Dalin and his wife's eyes brighten, then darken quickly.
Because Mo Yan said that she didn't have it with her and was at home in Lu Province.
"Anyway, there's still enough time. I'll definitely bring it when I come next time."
Seeing that the couple looked ugly, Mo Yan even advised them:
"Don't be too anxious. I'll definitely come back to replenish the clothes when I've almost sold them."
Having said this, Jiang Dalin had no choice but to give up his plan of sending Mo Yan home, picking up his things and then coming back to do errands for him.
People also have their own plans. Anyway, there is still time, everything can be done in time, right?
Jiang Dalin and his wife didn't dare to be too impatient, fearing that if Mo Yan was offended, they wouldn't be helped.
Mo Yan saw clearly but did not expose it. Now, starting a business and making money is the first priority.
As for these fantasy things, it's fate that you encounter them. If you can help, please help.
Can't force it.
If you want to ask for help from others, you have to show a begging attitude. Jiang Dalin didn't want Mo Yan to pay for the goods. He said that if he couldn't sell the goods, he could return them and he promised to exchange them for better ones.
If the sales are good, then you will pay after everything is sold out. You can pay anytime, and he promises not to rush you.
Seeing the couple trying their best to establish a close relationship, Mo Yan couldn't laugh or cry.
How can a businessman like this become big?
Mo Yan looked at Jiang Dalin's huge stall and had doubts for the first time.
She didn't expect that money was not the most important thing when all lives were lost.
Mo Yan automatically adjusted the clothes to five yuan a piece. She was not stupid, she could see that the price given by Jiang Dalin was lower than the cost price.
As for whether five yuan was the real reserve price, she was too embarrassed to ask. She thought about going back quickly to sell these clothes and help them settle the matter. Apart from their major worries, it was better to worry about the gains and losses here. powerful.
Mo Yan picked out a hundred sweaters, paid the money and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Dalin again.
"Sister,"
Jiang Dalin shouted cordially.
"Do you think this will work? I only have less than two hundred pieces here. Why don't you take them together and I'll give them to you on credit?"
He was hesitating just now, fearing that Mo Yan would never come back, so he tried every means to deepen his involvement with the other party.
Jiang Dalin got into trouble, and Mao Huifang didn't even turn around.
"Aren't you afraid that I will take these goods and run away? Not come back?"
"That's not possible, we all believe you!"
