Knowing that Lu Yuan and Zhao Second Brother were not public security officers, Xue Bin was simply exasperated. He was even more furious at the thought of being slapped twice for no reason. After weighing his height and weight with Zhao Second Brother, he resolutely gave up revenge.
He took them out of the city center and finally came to a fishing village. The outside of the fishing village is surrounded by a fence, and there are several smoking men at the entrance looking around on guard.
"These two are strangers!" A tough bald man came up to stop Xue Bin, and his knife like eyes cut Lu Yuan and Zhao Erer.
"Boss, these two are my relatives in the mainland. They came to buy a motorcycle from Brother Hei." Xue Bin hurried forward to hand out cigarettes.
The bald guy took the cigarette and said goodbye to his ear: "Go ahead, Brother Black is in it."
After passing the gate and through a bamboo forest, we saw a piece of red brick houses.
There were half new bicycles around, and several women were brushing with brushes, putting the cleaned bicycles on the other side.
"These stolen cars are sold to other places." Xue Bin pointed to a black man in front who was counting money. "That's Black Brother. If you want to buy a motorcycle, you can find him."
Lu Yuan nodded and went straight forward to show his intention.
Black brother was not ambiguous, and he took the two people to a private house directly. The ground is littered with motorcycle accessories, and there are more than ten motorcycles parked beside it, at least 70% new.
There are various brands, but most of them are imported.
Lu Yuan's eyes wandered for a while, and then he looked at the other side: "Is your motorcycle safe? Don't let me buy it back. The owner recognized it when I was riding on the road. It's light to be asked to go back. Don't be caught by the police."
"Of course, it's safe. After brushing the soil, polishing and painting, it will be the same as the new one. Nobody can see it," said Black Brother.
"You'd better polish the number on the engine. It will be safe." Lu Yuan nodded. "How about the price of the car?"
Brother Hei looked at Luyuan in surprise, "Oh, I didn't expect it to be a colleague. In this case, I will give you a cheaper price, which is 2000 yuan per car."
Lu Yuan didn't answer, but asked, "Do you have a TV?"
"Yes, what brand do you want?" said Black Brother.
Lu Yuan thought for a moment, "The brand doesn't matter. It's about 24 inches. It's color TV."
I ordered a motorcycle, three TV sets and six bicycles from Heige. Because they are all dirty goods, the price is far lower than the market price, which cost less than 3000 yuan in total.
Lu Yuan said he was very satisfied. Apart from the money he had paid for printing lottery tickets, he still had 4000 yuan left.
Of course, some of the 4000 yuan will be spent to buy the third prize washbasin and the fourth prize soap. It will cost about 1600 yuan.
"Brother Lu, if the plan succeeds and 100 thousand lottery tickets are sold, we can earn 200 thousand, which is 20 times more than that!" The second brother Zhao was so excited that he was all fat and trembling.
"No accident, that's true." Lu Yuan nodded, "but it's too bad for such a deal!"
This is obviously a quick way to get money.
If you can work for three days in a row, you will get 50000 or 600000 yuan at least.
"Brother Lu, why don't we do it for two more rounds?" Zhao Erer was also unwilling.
It's like falling on the ground and being undiscovered. They can't take the whole cake away. They can only take two bites to fill their stomach before others find it.
Lu Yuan didn't say anything. The prize could be postponed. If they decided to do two more rounds, they would have to go to the printing factory to book another 200000 lottery tickets.
But he had fooled the director of Sihai Printing Factory once, and he also had the last payment of 6000 yuan. How to let the other party relax and offer to print 200000 lottery tickets for free?
Lu Yuan touches his chin and subconsciously looks at Zhao Erer.
Seeing Lu Yuan like this, Zhao Laoer felt uncomfortable all over.
"Brother Lu, why do you look at me like this? I can't change money!"
"Although you can't make money, you can make others believe that you have money!" Lu Yuan smiled and put his hand on Zhao Laoer's shoulder
"I'm so poor, who would believe that I'm rich?" Zhao Laoer put his hands together.
Lu Yuan said with a smile, "You are born with a corrupt appearance. If you pack it, others will believe you."
Zhao Laoer raised his middle finger and said, "Shit!"
……
Borrowing a Suzuki from Brother Hei, Lu Yuan took Zhao Laoer directly to the printing factory. Zhao Laoer entered the factory director's office and sat down on the sofa, complaining:
"The security is too disorderly. I just squinted on the train for a while, and the big brother was stolen!"
"Mr. Ma, is this?" Jiang Xuequan looked at Lu Yuan puzzled when he saw the appearance of Zhao Laoer.
"This is Wang Sichong, the son of our boss. I heard that I made an order here, so I came here to investigate." Lu Yuan quickly introduced: "The eldest brother was stolen on the train, so I'm not in a good mood."
"Ma Huateng, pour me a glass of water." Zhao Laoer crossed his legs and shouted to Lu Yuan. Then he said to Jiang Xuequan, "Factory director Jiang, let you see a joke."
Jiang Xuequan immediately thought highly of Zhao Laoer.
These days, those who can afford a big cell phone are all successful people, either rich or expensive. This little boy named Wang Sichong can afford to use a big brother. It seems that his father is greedy in the company. In addition, he came in with a supercilious attitude, apparently used to lawlessness.
And just now he saw the two men riding a Suzuki motorcycle, which was imported from Japan, and at least ten thousand years ago.
"Don't be angry, Young Master Wang. What's the instruction for coming to the factory this time?" laughed Jiang Xuequan.
"Never mind me, I just came here to play for a few days, and you can talk to Ma Huateng about something." Zhao Laoer bowed his head and drank water, giving a vivid interpretation of an uneducated rich second generation.
Jiang Xuequan immediately looked at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuandao: "Factory director Jiang, that's what happened. The company temporarily assigned more tasks, and the first batch of cards will be added 200000 more."
Jiang Xuequan smiled and nodded: "That's nice."
"However, money may be more important." Lu Yuan pointed to Zhao Laoer. "He spent a lot of money on the way and bought a motorcycle to be smart for a few days. Now we don't have enough money left."
"This..." Jiang Xuequan hesitated.
The second Zhao raised his eyebrows and patted his car key on the desk. "If you don't trust me, Mr. Jiang, I will bet my motorcycle here."
"Cough!"
Jiang Xuequan coughed a few times at once: "I don't need to pledge the motorcycle. I immediately ordered the factory to print 200000 more copies. The first batch of printing needs to be inverted and engraved, so it takes a week. The remaining 200000 copies can be printed in a week."
"Please trouble Factory Director Jiang!" Lu Yuan smiled and shook hands.
Hearing this, the second Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the sofa, with cold sweat behind him.
Lu Yuan finally put his heart back into his stomach.
There were 300000 lottery tickets in the first two batches, enough for them to open three days in a row. Three days later, how others imitate and follow the trend has nothing to do with him.