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Because the market was clear and the profits were considerable, they decided to take action.
When the two of them returned to the underground market at the train station, where Fat Boss operated, the boss's wife was beaming with joy. Although they hadn't made any profit this time, at least they hadn't incurred a loss! Looking around at other businesses in the area, it was evident that everyone else wore frowns: their goods were stuck in storage, tying up capital and making it difficult to pursue other ventures.
This time, Hu Ruoyun and Cui Shuigen decided to double their order, investing six thousand yuan!
The couple running Fat Boss could hardly believe it. These two kids were barely older than their own child! How could they be so bold? After chatting a bit more, they learned that both were still students, which made it even more astonishing. Their own son was in his second year of high school, spending his time either reading extracurricular books or playing video games, always asking for money but never showing any improvement in his grades.
As they watched the two young men check their goods and load them onto a vehicle while paying a significant portion of the bill, the couple began to believe.
Seeing Cui Shuigen in his old sweater with a hole in it and his worn-out sneakers, and Hu Ruoyun drenched in sweat with a dark complexion, the boss's wife didn’t even consult her husband. She went to the warehouse and pulled out two green Military Coats. “Here you go, little brothers. These two coats are leftovers from last year; I bought them for over thirty yuan each. Consider this a small token of appreciation for taking care of our business. Don’t refuse; I’m giving them to you!”
Both young men accepted gratefully, repeatedly thanking the couple.
Who says there’s no friendship in business?
They followed the same process as last time: goods were delivered, remaining payments settled, and then they distributed the products.
Last time, over ten thousand pairs of Shoe Insoles had been spread across schools and their surroundings. This time, Cui Shuigen mobilized even more people, significantly expanding their sales territory. However, it took over three weeks to sell all twenty-four thousand pairs of Shoe Insoles purchased with that six thousand yuan.
This time was far from as easy as before; several competitors emerged, vying for market share. This forced them to offer discounts. Fortunately, Cui Shuigen had gathered a hardworking team willing to put in effort, allowing them to persevere through the challenges.
After settling up with their classmates who helped with distribution, they found that each person earned about three hundred yuan on average—essentially covering two months' living expenses for each of them.
The two friends decided to treat everyone to a meal to celebrate their success. Everyone was happy and looked forward to collaborating on new projects.
After sending off their busy friends, Hu Ruoyun and Cui Shuigen returned to their small warehouse to tally up their earnings.
Theoretically, they had made nine thousand yuan in total profit. However, there were always discrepancies in actual operations; several hundred pairs of Shoe Insoles didn’t match up in the accounts. They couldn’t pinpoint where the issue lay. Additionally, some profits fell short of expectations. After deducting warehouse rent and miscellaneous expenses like meals, each person ended up with just over four thousand one hundred yuan.
When Cui Shuigen held a thick stack of bills—both crisp and worn—he couldn’t help but cry:
“Brother San, I hope you don’t laugh at me. The Military Coat that big sister gave us is the best and most expensive piece of clothing I’ve ever worn! My whole family wouldn’t earn this much money in a year!
Our village is located at an altitude of 2600 meters; the only way out is a rugged mountain path. Forget about cars—there are places where even bicycles have to be pushed through.
There are over a hundred households in our village with more than seven hundred people. The vast majority live year-round in Slate Houses alongside livestock.
Due to geographical factors, it’s incredibly difficult to build decent roads there. Even if we could build them, we lack the funds. My parents have only ever been able to reach the township market at best. Deep in the mountains where land is poor for farming and resources are scarce, economic development is an enormous challenge.
If you were to visit our village and randomly push open any old wooden door, you’d find dimly lit rooms divided into two halves: one side is a Cow Pen with weeds and scattered cow dung on the floor filling the air with a pungent odor; on the other side is where people live—only visible by dim light illuminating makeshift beds built from wooden planks resting on stacks of bricks.
Next to these beds is a simple Stove made from bricks with an Iron Pot on top fueled by firewood—this constitutes our kitchen. The entire house rarely has even a table or bench; years of smoke have blackened the walls.
Honestly speaking, my family lives just like this.”
The most common food we eat is boiled potatoes; we might only have rice a few times a year, let alone meat! This year, I am the only college student from our entire village. My tuition was gathered bit by bit by the villagers... Whether at home or now at school, I have hardly ever been full!
Do you believe that someone my size is anemic? Sometimes, while I'm in class, I see stars or dark spots in front of my eyes... and then I can't see what's on the blackboard!
Wiping away his tears, Cui Shuigen split the money in his hands into two parts. "Brother San, you provided the capital, and I've just lent a hand. You don't need to split it evenly; I’ll take one-fourth! I know you care about me and don’t want me to feel like you’re pitying me!"
Hu Ruoyun stuffed the money into his pocket. "Stop talking about pity; our family isn't much better off than yours. If anything, we have a large plain where crops grow well... Just keep this money safe; we agreed beforehand that this is what you've earned through hard work and sweat!
We all come from rural backgrounds; it's not easy for anyone. Our family doesn’t earn that much in a year!
—Have you noticed that the bigger the city, the more opportunities there are?
Making money is one thing, but we also need to use these experiences to forge ourselves and create opportunities for when we graduate and stay in this city!"
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