Guo Jiaming sneaked home in the middle of the night, but saw seven or eight waste-collecting colleagues squeezed into his shanty town. Everyone glanced at him and completely ignored him. Only Yuan Mei said lightly: "I didn't cook, so I ordered takeout for you, and I'll go to the kitchen to eat."

Guo Jiaming didn't care why so many people were at his home. When he entered the kitchen, he found that his wife left him a beef rice, which was better than usual food, so he immediately started eating with satisfaction. After the meal, he saw Yuan Mei sending her colleagues away, and kept reminding her.

"Please, I will send you the second-hand clothes on time. I will charge as much as I can. If I can deliver the goods in advance, I will add 10% more."

"It doesn't matter whether it's new or old, as long as you can wear it. Nowadays, everyone has some old clothes, and no matter who can do this, please help me promote it."

Guo Jiaming wiped his mouth full of oil, and heard his wife say something strangely, and asked: "Wife, what's wrong with this? What way have you found to make money?"

"Today, Xiao Zhou wanted to collect a batch of second-hand clothes from me. The amount was quite large and time was urgent. I wanted to give this business out and everyone made money together."

"That guy wants to do business with us?" Guo Jiaming felt that the sun was coming out from the west, "Didn't he come here to beat me? Don't be deceived."

"I have paid the deposit, how could I be here to deceive us?"

"How much deposit did he pay? It won't work if it's less."

"He originally wanted to pay one million, but I only collected fifty thousand yuan."

"What...? Pay one million and receive fifty thousand, you're stupid!"

Guo Jiaming couldn't even close his mouth with his big mouth open. He thought for a long time but couldn't count how many zeros there were in a million. Finally, he grabbed his wife's hand and asked, "Are you making me happy?"

"No." Yuan Mei felt that she said what she was in her heart today, and her mind suddenly relaxed a lot. The thought of having to be a cow and horse for the Guo family for the rest of her life was irresistible, and she was not as patient as Guo Jiaming.

The couple didn't sleep all night. One was worried about how to do a good job in business, and the other was worried about how to spend money when they had money. However, the next day, the whole of Tianyang City was like a riot. The news that someone wanted to collect a large amount of old clothes suddenly spread, and the price was quite profitable.

You should know that you can make money by collecting old appliances, old furniture, scrap metals, etc., but old clothes are really hard to take off. Now even poor mountainous areas are not willing to accept any old clothes, but the stock of old clothes in the city is too high. This is really a profitable thing!

Aunt Zhang went out to buy vegetables early this morning. Before leaving the community, she found someone blocking the stairs and asked enthusiastically: "Auntie, do you have old clothes? Buy them at a high price! Sell me all the rags and rags that have no place to put at home."

Behind him collecting old clothes was an electric tricycle, with large bags of winter clothes piled up on the car. Neighbors in the same building sent out their old clothes, and asked how much more expensive than usual.

The old lady couldn't stand this kind of advantage. She had never heard of selling old clothes and rising prices in the past. Now when she heard someone openly bought them, she immediately stopped buying vegetables. When she got home, she cleared out all the old clothes that had been stored in the closet for twenty or thirty years.

China has been stable these days. Even if every household has no money, it has accumulated a lot of clothes over the years. But now the style of clothes is trendy. In the past, no one likes to wear those rustic clothes that were not very good. But when buying these clothes, they spent a lot of money, and they were often reluctant to throw them away. Over time, the wardrobe was full.

Aunt Zhang cleared out five large bags of old clothes from her wardrobe in one breath. These clothes were given to those who collected waste in the past. But this time, she changed them for more than 200 yuan, making the old lady happy for a week.

The news of the sudden price increase of old clothes seems too abnormal to many people, and this abnormality means that you can make a lot of money. Some people are waiting for the price, and some are hoarding, but for Yuan Mei, it is a huge cash flow in her hands. The young woman never thought that she could spend tens of thousands of yuan a day.

According to Zhou Qingfeng's request, Yuan Mei rented a warehouse in a remote place in the suburbs of the city early in the morning. At noon, someone brought her a large number of old winter clothes in a truck. Since these were collected from residents' homes, the clothes were not clean, but they were not dirty, and they could basically be worn by taking them out.

Now the labor market in Tianyang City is cheap, and Yuan Mei hired more than 20 short-term workers to inspect and unload goods. From morning to night, Tianyang City, with a population of more than 500,000, collected more than 100 tons of old clothes in one day, almost filling the warehouse.

Looking at the piles of old winter clothes, Yuan Mei really couldn't figure out what else could do in these rags? She regretted that she was too worried and consumed the 50,000 yuan deposit in her hand in one go, and owed others tens of thousands of yuan. She contacted Zhou Qingfeng with a little nervousness, but in a few minutes she had an additional one million yuan in her account.

Six zeros were displayed on the bank's mobile text message. Just counting these zeros made Yuan Mei's heart thrill. To be honest, she had never had so much money in her bank account, and Zhou Qingfeng's request was to continue collecting, but to change to a warehouse to store it. He would transport the clothes he collected today overnight.

Before nightfall, Yuan Mei paid the wages for the short-term workers that day at the door of the warehouse. He held a million-dollar young woman in her hand, added 50% of the wages to each short-term workers, ordered fast food for them, and agreed to hire these people tomorrow.

Short-term workers who can work hard are not rich, so they will naturally be happy to get more money. They will eat and drink enough and hear that they still have work tomorrow. It is not easy to find such a customer these days.

Waiting for the workers to leave, the inside and outside of the warehouse also became quiet. Yuan Mei listened to the crickets chirping in the wild, and was sitting alone on a bag of clothes and giggling foolishly in the cool breeze.

Become rich, be rich, really be rich!

Yuan Mei took out a calculator in her hand, and simply calculated that she had made several thousand yuan today. In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of others and to fulfill Zhou Qingfeng's request as soon as possible, she suppressed her profits to a very low level. But earning several thousand yuan a day was already a miracle for her.

"Look at you like this, you smile like a fool." Zhou Qingfeng walked into the warehouse with a lunch box, "I guess you didn't have supper, right?"

"I am stupid, how can you be as smart as you?" Yuan Mei also smiled. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng appear, the broken warehouse in the wilderness had a little more color in her eyes, and she would not feel the pain of working hard for a day. Looking at the supper Zhou Qingfeng sent, it was even more thoughtful.

"Eat it, silly woman." Zhou Qingfeng opened the lunch box. The chicken soup in the insulation box was fragrant and it made people's appetite open. "I don't want you to work for me, and I'm exhausted."
Chapter completed!