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"Oh, sister, you are too modest!" Zhao Chunyan affectionately linked her arm with mine. "Look at you, doing everything by yourself! How about... we partner up? My family's place is big, and my dad is the village chief. I can help you open up the market! We can split the profits... seventy-thirty! You get seventy, and I get thirty!"
Seventy-thirty? That sounds nice! But I’m afraid by the time it comes to that, there won’t even be any scraps left for me! She wants to take advantage of me, learn my skills, and use her father's power to completely seize this business!
"Partner up?" I feigned surprise. "That... might not be a good idea. I'm just dabbling in a small venture; I wouldn't want to trouble Sister Chunyan."
"Oh, come on, sister, why are you being so polite with me?" Zhao Chunyan said with a sincere expression. "It's settled then! I'll talk to my dad and have him help us find a market! It will be a hundred times better than your current sneaky sales!"
Before I could respond, she dashed off excitedly, as if this business was already in her pocket.
I watched her retreating figure, a cold smirk forming at the corner of my mouth.
Want to steal my business? It won't be that easy! Just when I was worried about how to expand my market, you come knocking on my door as the "easy target." Don't blame me for being rude!
Zhao Chunyan was indeed efficient. She went back and embellished the story to her father, Zhao Laonian. Upon hearing about such a good opportunity, he immediately agreed. He even used his position as village chief to contact a distant relative at the town's supply and marketing cooperative, claiming he could help us sell our Dried Fruit there!
This was fantastic news! Getting into the cooperative meant we had "official certification," which would elevate both our sales channels and prices significantly!
Zhao Chunyan came back to me with a triumphant look on her face, eager to share the "good news," wearing an expression that screamed "Look how capable I am."
I feigned overwhelming joy and expressed my gratitude repeatedly while secretly laughing in my heart.
I knew that getting into the cooperative wasn't easy. Zhao Laonian's distant relative was no saint; he was notoriously greedy. They weren't helping us; they clearly wanted to buy my Dried Fruit at a low price and sell it high for profit! They might even... directly swallow my payment!
Since you want to play dirty, I'll play along until the end!
I pretended to be deeply grateful to Zhao Chunyan and agreed to "partner up," fully sharing all the "skills" for making Dried Fruit with her. Of course, I made a few "small changes" in several key steps—like extending the boiling time for the syrup and altering the drying method.
The Dried Fruit produced this way looked and tasted fine initially but would have a significantly shorter shelf life! Moreover, if exposed to moisture or high temperatures, it would easily mold and spoil, potentially producing harmful fungi!
Zhao Chunyan was completely unaware of this; she thought she had learned the real deal and happily went home to organize a team for mass production.
A few days later, Zhao Laonian indeed managed to contact the town's supply and marketing cooperative. They were willing to purchase one hundred pounds of our Dried Fruit as a trial for market testing, but offered... twenty percent less than what I had previously sold it for privately!
Although Zhao Chunyan was somewhat dissatisfied, she reluctantly agreed after her father's persuasion.
On delivery day, Zhao Chunyan dressed up specially and brought people along with a cart carrying one hundred pounds of carefully packaged Dried Fruit. She strutted off to town with an air of superiority. Before leaving, she shot me a triumphant glance as if saying: "Li Xiulian, do you see? This is what doing big business looks like!"
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