Chapter 67 Characters
Facing Song Yuanchao's rebuke, Zhang Yong did not feel embarrassed at all.
"Hahaha, don't be impatient, I didn't say I won't pay you."
Zhang Yong smiled and said, "To be honest, I don't have enough money right now. Three thousand copies cost more than 10,000 yuan based on the 3.65 yuan we agreed on. Look at me, where can I get so much money right now?"
"I can only give you 2,000 yuan at most, but don't worry, I'll give you the rest of the money in a few days. You can ask around and you'll know my character. I will never cheat you on this."
Song Yuanchao shook his head: "Let's talk business. What does what you said have to do with me? We are just doing business. Isn't it natural to exchange money and goods? It's not that I don't trust you, but there is no such thing as making money without losing money in business. What if there is a mistake on your side, won't the risk be entirely on me? With so much money, I can't afford to pay it back even if I sell everything I have!"
"You mean you don't believe me?"
"I didn't say that. I was just stating a fact." Song Yuanchao replied calmly.
"Song Yuanchao, do you know how long it has been since anyone dared to talk to me like this?" Zhang Yong snorted coldly, staring at Song Yuanchao with icy eyes like a poisonous snake. His originally handsome face instantly became hideous.
"Oh, really?" Facing the aggressive Zhang Yong, Song Yuanchao was not afraid at all. On the contrary, his expression remained calm as usual: "What did I say just now that was wrong? If you were me, what would you do?"
Song Yuanchao's question made Zhang Yong stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually relaxed.
"Hahaha, good boy, Nong Lao Luan! It's a model!"
Suddenly Zhang Yong smiled and gave Song Yuanchao a thumbs up, but at this time Song Yuanchao still did not show any sign of satisfaction and was still as calm as before.
"Can't we discuss it further?"
"What do you think?"
Zhang Yong was silent for a moment, then he sighed, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, threw it on the table, and pushed it towards Song Yuanchao: "I really can't take out so much money right now, so how about this, I'll leave a few things with you first, and I'll redeem them after I sell them, do you think it's okay?"
This is a very ordinary cloth bag, about the size of an adult's palm. The bag is tied and no one knows what's inside.
At Zhang Yong's signal, Song Yuanchao picked up the cloth bag and felt it heavy as soon as he touched it.
When he opened the cloth bag and poured out the contents, he found two large yellow croakers, a emerald green bracelet and a pair of emerald green earrings.
Seeing this, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yong in front of him.
"This is the dowry that my grandparents gave to my mother. My mother left it to me before she passed away. Don't worry, they are all real things. Although they are not worth much now, they are all good things." Zhang Yong explained the origin of these things lightly, but Song Yuanchao heard a hint of sadness in his words.
It is indeed good stuff. Not to mention the yellow croaker, this is real gold and silver. One yellow croaker weighs 312.5 grams, and two weigh 625 grams, which is a full one catty and two and a half taels.
This is a genuine large yellow croaker from before the liberation, and it still has the bank stamp of that year on it. The current price of gold in China is still at a low point, and the state purchases gold at a price of 390 yuan per tael, which means that the value of the two large yellow croakers is about 4,900 yuan.
However, you should know that the domestic gold price is different from the international market price. According to Song Yuanchao's understanding, the gold price will begin to rise sharply next year, and then will continue to rise to 500 yuan, 700 yuan, 800 yuan, 1,000 yuan... per two taels.
The big yellow croaker was fine, but the bracelet and the pair of earrings were not ordinary. Song Yuanchao was not an ignorant man. He recognized at a glance that they were top-quality jadeite. Although he was not sure whether it had reached the level of imperial green, Song Yuanchao estimated that it was close. If these two items were kept for 20 or 30 years, they would be sold at a sky-high price at an auction with his eyes closed.
For a moment, Song Yuanchao was tempted by these two things. Good stuff like these could not be bought with money. He even wanted to tell Zhang Yong to just use these two things as payment for the value of the goods, and there was no need to talk about redeeming them.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Song Yuanchao suppressed it again. A gentleman does what he should do and does not do what he should not do. Although he, Song Yuanchao, is not a villain, he will not do anything to take away what others want. He still has this moral bottom line. What's more, he has seen from Zhang Yong's words and expression that these things are very important to him.
After thinking about it, Song Yuanchao separated the two big yellow croakers from the bracelets and earrings, kept the big yellow croakers, put the bracelets and earrings back into the cloth bag and returned it to Zhang Yong.
"you……?"
"That's enough. You should take these two things back." Song Yuanchao said lightly.
Zhang Yong was stunned. He didn't expect Song Yuanchao to do such a thing. He silently picked up the bag and put it in his pocket. For the first time, a sincere smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you ." Zhang Yong said. When he said these two words, his mind was a little dazed. How many years has it been since he said the word thank you?
"When do you want it?" Song Yuanchao asked Zhang Yong directly.
"Of course, the sooner the better." Zhang Yong replied.
Song Yuanchao calculated the factory's inventory and the number of goods that had not been shipped, and said, "The day after tomorrow. I can give it to you the day after tomorrow at noon. Do you want to pick it up yourself or...?"
"Give me the address and I'll pick it up myself. That way it'll be convenient for you."
Song Yuanchao nodded, but then he asked Zhang Yong another question: "You want so much at one time, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sell it? If I lose money, I won't return it."
"It can be sold. It will definitely be sold. I have already inquired about it. This thing is selling very well in Shanghai these days. The demand is almost exceeding the supply." Zhang Yong said confidently.
Frowning slightly, Song Yuanchao thought for a moment and reminded Zhang Yong that his market in Shanghai had basically been spread out. Not only did Gu Jie and his colleagues hire people to promote the products outside, but even all the major middle schools had already been contacted through the relationship with No. 2 Middle School. That's why the sales are so hot now.
If Zhang Yong had the same idea as Song Yuanchao and wanted to sell these exercise materials with the help of his friends, it would probably be difficult. If he was not careful, he would really end up with nothing. You know, there are not many days left before the college entrance examination. Song Yuanchao originally planned to stop one month before the exam, and now they don't have much time left.
After all, these exercise materials are time-limited, and with the review and preparation before the college entrance examination, this timeliness is only a few days at most. Once the timeliness is over, you have to wait until next year, and no one knows what will happen next year.
After Song Yuanchao's reminder, Zhang Yong looked a little hesitant, as if he was considering something. After a moment, he said to Song Yuanchao: "I won't hide it from you. I didn't plan to sell it in Shanghai."
"Not in Shanghai? Are you planning to sell it elsewhere?" Song Yuanchao was slightly stunned and asked immediately.
"Haha, you are really smart." Zhang Yong nodded and said generously, "To tell you the truth, I have a relative who works in the Hangzhou Education Bureau. As long as the products arrive in Hangzhou, he can help me sell them."
This makes sense. Song Yuanchao had been trying to figure out what sales channels Zhang Yong had. If it was just a small operation, it would be impossible for him and his brothers to sell so much information. Only channels like the one he mentioned could sell it.
In fact, Song Yuanchao also thought about not limiting the business to Shanghai, but because of time constraints and other reasons, Song Yuanchao did not think of selling to other provinces and cities. In Song Yuanchao's opinion, the demand in Shanghai is enough for him to consume this soup, and no matter how big the market is, he does not have so many people and cannot supply it.
"Okay, since you have no problem here, I have no problem here too. I wish you good fortune first!" Song Yuanchao stood up with a smile and extended his hand to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong also smiled and shook hands with Song Yuanchao. After the two agreed on the pick-up location at noon the day after tomorrow, Song Yuanchao sent Zhang Yong out.
"Yuan Chao, are you okay?" As soon as Zhang Yong left, Li Daqi appeared out of nowhere, and behind him, Gu Jie also looked worried.
"It's okay, nothing can happen." Song Yuanchao said with a relaxed expression.
"Isn't this kid Zhang Yong acting tough?" Li Daqi couldn't help but ask as he looked Song Yuanchao up and down.
"What are you talking about, kid? I told you we're just discussing business, not arranging a fight." Song Yuanchao scolded with a smile, and at the same time he sighed, "You know what, Zhang Yong is indeed a character."
"Why? Are you interested in him? Are you planning to recruit him into your group?"
Song Yuanchao shook his head and said nothing. Although he admired Zhang Yong, he had no intention of recruiting him to join. Zhang Yong was indeed a character. People like him would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. It would be fine for them to cooperate with each other, but it would be impossible for Zhang Yong to be content to be inferior to others with his personality.
