Tu Zhiqiang did not answer directly, but first looked at the water flowing aside.
Although he and 'Bingkun' have not known each other for a long time, their relationship is closer than that of Luo Shibin.
He interacted with Luo Shibin purely for Xiao Shui's sake.
On the other side, the water flow nodded imperceptibly. Luo Shibin's proposal was indeed good. The lighter was small in size, easy to carry, high in price, and profitable.
No matter how you look at it, this thing is an excellent product.
Seeing that the water flowing freely also meant doing business, Tu Zhiqiang opened his mouth.
"In this case, I'll ask my little brother first what he means."
Although Shui Liao also wanted to resell lighters, Tu Zhiqiang still refused to let go. This business was risky.
You must first ask what ‘Bingkun’ means, otherwise it won’t harm others.
He, Tu Zhiqiang, cannot do anything harmful to others.
"Then I'll trouble Brother Qiang."
Hearing this answer, although Luo Shibin felt a little disappointed, he still managed to put on a smile.
He is the younger brother, how can he teach his elder brother how to do things?
'I will definitely be the big brother from now on!'
In his heart, Luo Shibin was not a master who subordinated himself to others and followed the flow of water, just because the flow of water could bring him money.
When the day comes when the water flows by itself and becomes worthless, he will kick the opponent away without mercy.
After all, no one likes to be a lowly person.
"Um."
Tu Zhiqiang nodded indifferently. He didn't like Xiao Shui's new little brother very much.
The hot face pressed against the cold ass, which made the smile on Luo Shibin's face feel a little more embarrassed.
However, he quickly adjusted his mood.
Earning money is not shabby. Even if you make money on your knees, it’s not a big deal.
Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, wait and see.
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The next evening, Tu Zhiqiang got off work from the lumber factory early, rode to the door of the furniture factory, and waited patiently for 'Bingkun'.
In fact, there was no need for him to wait at the door. As long as the person called out "Bingkun", "Bingkun" would definitely come out.
But today he came with a purpose, and it was inappropriate to do so.
Anyway, he has nothing to do today, so it doesn't matter if he waits a little longer.
Time is the least valuable thing.
The sun was setting slowly, and Tu Zhiqiang, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that the crowd at the door was getting thinner and thinner.
‘Isn’t Byungkun not at work?’
Tu Zhiqiang lowered his head and glanced at his watch. Unknowingly, it was already past five o'clock, and the sky was slowly getting dark.
After waiting for a while, just when Tu Zhiqiang was about to lose his patience, he saw 'Bingkun' walking out of the factory alone.
"Bingkun!"
Tu Zhiqiang happily waved his hand in that direction.
"here."
When he heard someone calling his name, Li Jie turned around and saw Tu Zhiqiang under the street light, and couldn't help but smile.
Judging from Tu Zhiqiang's expression, he must have been waiting for a while.
Normally, he would probably ask the doorman to call him, but he didn't do that today.
By now, Li Jie had already guessed the reason for his visit.
"Brother Tu!"
Li Jie smiled and waved, pretending to be surprised and said: "Why are you here?"
"I have something to do with you."
Tu Zhiqiang directly stated the purpose of his visit. He is not the kind of person who is too thoughtful and likes to be straightforward.
"What's the matter?"
"Let's go and eat first."
Tu Zhiqiang patted Li Jie's arm and stepped onto the bicycle.
"Eat and talk at the same time."
After a while, the two came to the door of a state-owned hotel. Tu Zhiqiang did not take Li Jie to the place where he had eaten yesterday.
The environment there is complicated and there are all kinds of people. It is best not for a good boy like 'Bingkun' to go to that kind of place.
Circles have existed since ancient times, and 'Bingkun' is obviously different from those people who live in mixed society. He is a serious and good boy.
Moreover, ‘Bingkun’ has a high prestige among the educated youth.
Tu Zhiqiang asked a little about the apprentices. They all came from Xiaoqingshan Village, which is where 'Bingkun' went to the countryside.
They come to the city mainly to learn a craft and then return to the village to set up a factory after they have mastered it.
Not surprisingly, ‘Bingkun’ will probably hold an important position in this new factory.
Although it is a village-level factory, what is the saying?
Don't think that the village chief is not a cadre.
What happened to Xiao?
After all, he is a leader, and how old is ‘Bingkun’ this year?
Not even twenty.
This guy's future development is destined to be good.
It was precisely because of this that Tu Zhiqiang did not bring Shui Ziliu over directly. He knew very well that Shui Ziliu and 'Bingkun' were not from the same group.
"Come on, Bingkun, have some more drinks."
After three drinks, Tu Zhiqiang's face turned red. At this time, there was an empty bottle on the table.
A pound of liquor has been consumed by the two of them, and most of the bottle in Tu Zhiqiang's hand has also been consumed.
After half a pound of it was eaten, Tu Zhiqiang still couldn't say the words to ask for help.
Speculation is risky, and 'Bingkun' is not the kind of person who is short of money. He just drags people into the water, and he really can't lose his face.
"Brother Tu, stop drinking."
Looking at Tu Zhiqiang who was smelling of alcohol, Li Jie stretched out his hand to stop him from pouring the wine.
"One more go!"
Tu Zhiqiang waved his hands, but he didn't even notice that he was already a bit tongue-tied when he spoke.
Obviously, he was a little drunk.
"Brother Tu, didn't you say you came to me if you had something to do?"
Li Jie said helplessly: "How about we talk about things first and then continue drinking?"
"That's okay... too."
Tu Zhiqiang put down the bottle of wine unsteadily, holding back his words would not work anyway.
It's so uncomfortable to hold it in.
Gulu!
Tu Zhiqiang picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said slowly.
"Brother, I came here today for the lighter."
Li Jie still showed a confused expression.
"That's right."
Tu Zhi said bravely: "I have a good buddy, who is closer than a real brother. When we were eating yesterday, he saw your lighter."
"Then, my buddy got excited. He wanted to buy a batch of these goods and then sell them to others quietly."
Originally, Luo Shibin and Shui Ziliu made up another story, but when the words came to their lips, Tu Zhiqiang changed them again.
He can't do lies.
Tu Zhiqiang was indeed a little drunk, but he was not confused. When he talked about 'purchasing goods' and 'selling to others', his voice unconsciously lowered a few points.
"Brother, I know this matter must be a bit difficult. It's up to you whether you can handle it or not. If you don't agree, I'll get back to my buddy."
Immediately afterwards, he patted his chest again to reassure himself.
"If you agree, I can't guarantee anything else, but one thing, I can swear to God, I guarantee that this matter will never involve you."
Li Jie smiled noncommittally. He did not answer directly, but fell into 'contemplation'.
After a long time, he finally spoke.
"Brother Tu, I have to meet someone first."
Hearing this, Tu Zhiqiang breathed a long sigh of relief. 'Bingkun' did not refuse directly, which was beyond his expectation.