Although he accepted it, Zhang Junping has not yet figured out how to face his predecessor's family.
He planned to call his eldest sister and brother-in-law to Beijing to help him look after the store.
Let’s start with the eldest sister and get in touch with my predecessor’s family bit by bit.
Finally, he was fully integrated into the big family of his predecessor.
In addition, he is also planning to invite a few young people from the village who are learning carpentry to come with them.
Although he could make money by opening a furniture store, he didn't want to tie himself to the furniture store.
I design my own furniture, my eldest brother-in-law leads others to make the furniture, and my eldest sister looks after the store and solicits business.
It is enough at this stage.
I wrote two pages of manuscripts eloquently. In addition to asking my eldest sister, brother-in-law and young people in the village to come and help me, I also talked about my recent situation.
I wrote about making folding chairs and selling them for one yuan each. As soon as I put them on the market, they were sold out.
All that is left is the words, "Beijing people are stupid and have too much money, so come quickly!"
In order to increase credibility, Zhang Junping planned to stay up all night and work on folding chairs tonight.
Make a little more, sell the money tomorrow, and send a piece home.
Thinking about the two masters who took extra care of him, thinking about his parents in another time and space, and thinking about his parents and family in his predecessor, Zhang Junping was very motivated.
Twelve sets of folding chairs were made in one night.
"You bastard, you haven't slept all night? Do you need to work so hard?" Seeing Zhang Junping's red eyes, the old lady reprimanded distressedly.
"Hey! I'm still young, it's okay!
This is not because I don’t have to go to the junkyard today, so I will make more folding chairs!
Sell more money and send a piece back home!" Zhang Junping scratched his head and laughed.
The old lady opened her mouth and wanted to send money home. You can ask me for it, but in the end she didn't say it. Instead, she said, "Go wash up and come over for dinner!"
While the old lady felt sorry for Zhang Junping, she also took good care of his self-esteem.
You can see this from the excuse that Zhang Junping usually uses the leftovers from my meals. If you don't eat, it will be wasted. Please help me solve it.
"Okay! Come right away!"
After eating breakfast, Zhang Junping went out of the alley and called a trolley.
There were so many folding chairs that they almost reached his height when stacked, making it impossible to carry them.
After negotiating with the truck for a long time about the sky-high price, we finally agreed to pay fifty cents to pull down the big fence.
After loading the truck, Zhang Junping followed behind the truck.
When did I start bargaining for a dime or two cents?
Folding chairs are still very popular. When you pull them to Dashilan, you don’t need to unload the car at all. They are sold out right on the car.
"Comrade, are there any more?"
"Comrade, why are there only these chairs?
Won’t you do more?”
"That's right, if you are young and do more, how tired can you be?"
Faced with the crowd who complained to Zhang Junping that he did not do enough because they did not buy a folding chair.
Zhang Junping is very helpless!
He has worked very hard, but there are too many people needed, so what can he do?
Let him do nothing else for a day but just make folding chairs?
Let’s not talk about the possible impossibilities.
Even if he worked 24 hours a day, making furniture without eating or drinking, he still wouldn't be able to meet the needs of Beijingers.
Not to mention the whole of Beijing, even a few alleys near Dashilar are not enough for him.
The furniture market is huge!
We still have to call my eldest sister and brother-in-law over quickly to open the furniture store.
Zhang Junping thought to himself as he walked all the way to the secondhand goods station.
As soon as we entered the cargo yard, we saw a group of workers loading furniture onto a large truck.
Wang Bin was standing aside giving instructions.
Wang Bin was a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Junping walking in.
"Master Zhang, you are here!"
"Stationmaster Wang, morning!"
"Master Zhang, I'm really sorry, someone bought all the old furniture!
This... will make you work in vain for a few days!" Wang Bin rubbed his hands and said to Zhang Junping embarrassedly.
Emotional Wang Bin didn’t know that the old furniture was all bought by Zhang Junping.
I am still thinking about inviting Zhang Junping here and working in vain for two days. I feel embarrassed.
People of this era are so down to earth!
"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhang Junping said it was okay, and he was a little surprised at the old lady's quick movements.
Yesterday, the old lady told him to buy all the old furniture and put them in the studio for him to mess with.
Originally, he thought it would be in the afternoon or tomorrow at the earliest.
As a result, a truck came this morning.
"In this case, I will talk to the webmaster and compensate you for two days' salary!"
"No, no!" Zhang Junping was a little embarrassed by Wang Bin.
After all, I was hired to repair furniture, but I ended up buying all their old furniture without even taking the blame.
Although I don’t know what the price the old lady gave me.
but.
I don't think the price will be higher than the price after he repairs it!
Thinking about it this way, the junkyard actually suffered a loss.
"We must compensate! How can we let Master Zhang suffer a loss!" Wang Bin said firmly while sighing that Zhang Junping was honest.
When Wang Bin said this, Zhang Junping was embarrassed to mention that he bought the furniture himself.
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Master Xiao Zhang even more!
If it weren't for you, Central America would not come to collect the old furniture!" Wang Bin continued.
It turned out that the old lady had ordered people from Central America to come over and pull out the furniture.
No wonder the junkyard is so refreshing!
This is a beautiful misunderstanding!
Because Zhang Junping is a student of Central Academy of Fine Arts, and now Central Academy of Fine Arts comes to ask for damaged ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the second-hand goods depot thinks that Zhang Junping put in a good word.
So one of them insisted on compensation, and the other was embarrassed to ask for life or death.
The two argued for a long time, and finally Zhang Junping gave in.
"Why don't you do this!
Webmaster Wang, please don’t compensate me. I’ll pick one or two things from your second-hand goods station as compensation. Do you think this is okay?”
"That's fine, don't choose one or two things. If you see what you need, just pick it up!
If there are too many, I can’t make the decision. I will make the decision to give them to you if you want to give them to you!” Wang Bin felt that Zhang Junping was so sincere and even more embarrassed.
Last time, Zhang Junping found something he wanted, but he didn't have the money in his pocket at the time and didn't dare to ask for it.
That's an old bicycle.
A bicycle rack to be precise.
The front and rear wheels are gone.
Only the frame of the bike is still intact.
The most important thing is that the front fork, rear fork, and pedals are all still in good condition.
It's just that it's covered with rust, and the original color is almost invisible.
Go back, put on the wheels, put on the chain, fix the seat, buy some paint, and you'll have a new car.
Zhang Junping has long wanted to get rid of the embarrassing situation of No. 11.
Now is the chance.
As for the money to repair bicycles and buy parts, Zhang Junping believes that he can earn it back in a few days with his own hands.
Bicycle racks are the same.
Zhang Junping continued to rummage through the pile of scrap metal.
After a while, I found another used bicycle.
This one is much more miserable than the one just now. It can only be regarded as half a car, and the part from the seat to the back is gone.
However, the front wheel of this bicycle is still there.