Chapter 32 The Troubles of the Rich
Chapter 32 The Troubles of the Rich
Zhang Dequan and Lan Baojun, who had just seen off a group of customers, took a short break when they saw Zhang Beichuan return.
Behind him followed a middle-aged man pushing a bicycle with several cases of liquor stacked on the back seat, securely tied with rope.
"Xiao Chuan, why did you buy so much wine?" Lan Baojun asked curiously.
Zhang Beichuan had someone carry the wine to the backyard, explaining with a smile.
"Looks good, let's buy a few cases and stock up, so we brothers can enjoy them slowly."
When Zhang Dequan saw the name on the box, his eyes widened in surprise.
None of these cases of liquor are cheap; they're all big, reputable brands.
Wuliangye goes without saying, and Jiannanchun are both high-quality products that everyone in the village is reluctant to drink during the Spring Festival.
The youngest child bought five or six boxes; how much money did that cost?
Zhang Dequan came out from behind the counter, pulled him aside, and carefully considered his words.
"Um... um, youngest brother, how much... how much did you spend on this wine?"
Zhang Beichuan knew that his grandfather was used to a hard life and was reluctant to spend money.
"Third Brother, it didn't cost much. With our business like this, it's only right that we buy a few cases of wine to drink ourselves. Besides, I have a very important use for this wine."
"Very useful?"
Zhang Beichuan couldn't tell him the real purpose of the wine, so he had to make up a reason.
"Third brother, you've been doing house repairs lately, don't you think we need to hire some help? We should treat them to good food and drinks so they'll be more willing to work."
"But...but even so, is it really necessary to use such good wine? There's plenty of cheap liquor in town, you're lucky to have any at all."
Zhang Beichuan paused, looking at his grandfather's anxious face.
"Third Brother, I know what I'm doing. We can't possibly give everyone this every day. I'm thinking of leaving the leftovers in case we ever need them, so we don't have to buy more on the spot. We're in business now, it's not just about interacting with people, just in case..."
Zhang Dequan thought for a moment and understood what he hadn't finished saying.
"What you say makes sense... If we really run into that, we'll have to make the necessary arrangements..."
"That's more like it." Zhang Beichuan looked at him with a smile. "Well, Third Brother, you guys keep an eye on the shop, I'll go tidy it up."
"Okay, then go ahead."
After returning to the backyard, Zhang Beichuan moved all the liquor into his room and put it away, leaving the six loose bottles of Fangjian liquor and eight bottles of Wuliangye liquor separately.
He figured he'd keep these six bottles of Fangjian (a type of traditional Chinese medicine) to take back and entertain guests when he repaired the house; if that wasn't enough, he'd just buy a few more cases.
Of the remaining 10 bottles of Wuliangye, we'll keep six in 1986 for my grandparents to drink on a daily basis, and take the remaining four back to 2026 to store for now. We'll bring them back for my grandma's birthday later, giving two bottles to my grandparents and two bottles to my parents.
As for the four cases of wine, he planned to go back to 2026 to sell them to Wu Jun, fulfilling his promise to him a few days ago.
After locking the door, Zhang Beichuan returned to 2026 with a thought.
It was still noon, just past one o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Beichuan picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and was about to contact the guy who bought the gold last time when he suddenly remembered the way the salesperson looked at him when he bought the gold in 1986.
There will only be more and more gold available for sale in the future. If we keep finding one person to buy it back, people will inevitably suspect where all this gold came from. We need to find more people to take turns buying it.
Therefore, he closed WeChat, opened Douyin, and a picture of a long-legged young woman swaying back and forth immediately popped up on the screen. After watching for a few seconds, he opened the search bar.
After looking for a few minutes, I found a seemingly reliable gold recycling account and contacted them.
While waiting for the other party to arrive for another hour, Zhang Beichuan contacted Wu Jun, the owner of the liquor store.
"Boss Wu, I found some liquor, three cases of Fangjian liquor and one case of Wuliangye... Yes, yes, the original cases."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan took the liquor to the elevator, intending to make the deal with Wu Jun downstairs in the apartment building.
A short while later, Wu Jun arrived, pushing a cart, at the address Zhang Beichuan had given him.
When he saw the several cases of liquor in front of him, his eyes immediately lit up.
"It really is from the original box!"
"Would I lie to you?" Zhang Beichuan smiled, took the cigarette offered to him, and said, "Boss Wu, what price do you think you can offer?"
Wu Jun didn't answer immediately. He first lit a cigarette for him, then picked up a case of Fangjian swords and a case of Wuliangye liquor and examined them thoroughly.
"Fang Jian will do as we said, 2000 yuan per bottle; this Yangtze River Bridge Wuliangye, it's good stuff, 3500 yuan per bottle, how about that?"
The price of Fang Jian had been agreed upon last time, and Zhang Beichuan had no objections, pointing to the case of Wuliangye liquor from the Yangtze River Bridge.
"Boss Wu, this wine is from the original case. The price you gave me last time was probably the price per bottle, right? Can you add a little more?"
Wu Jun looked at the wine in front of him and did some calculations.
A case of Fangjian can earn 6000, three cases would be 18000; plus this rare and hard-to-find Wuliangye from the Yangtze River Bridge, still in its original case, selling it for 4500 is no problem.
"Hmm..." He hesitated for a moment, pretending to consider it carefully, "Well then, since we're old acquaintances, I'll give you Wuliangye for 3800 a bottle!"
"3800?" Zhang Beichuan hesitated.
Wu Jun added, "Brother Xiao Chuan, I won't lie to you, I'm sure I'll make a profit from this wine. After all, I have to invest so much capital, 3800 is already the highest price I can offer!"
As a businessman, he won't get up early for nothing.
Zhang Beichuan is now a businessman, so he naturally understands what he means.
"Boss Wu, 3888, you send it and I send it too, how about it?"
"Okay, it's settled then!" Wu Jun readily agreed, took out his phone calculator to do the math, and said, "I'll transfer the money to you."
Zhang Beichuan paused, then spoke in a tone of discussion.
"Can I have cash?"
"Cash?" Wu Jun looked at him with some difficulty. "Brother Xiao Chuan, I do have some cash in my shop, but not this much! You know how it is to withdraw money from the bank. ATMs only give 2 a day, and you have to make an appointment at the counter."
Zhang Beichuan thought about it and realized that it made sense. Which family would keep more than 11 yuan in cash at home at all times? But with income increasing rapidly in a short period of time, it would be difficult to pass it all through the bank.
He was unsure whether SW's big data would thoroughly investigate him, and how he would explain the source of the money then.
"How much cash do you have?"
"I have 30,000 to 50,000, plus 20,000 to withdraw cash, so I should be able to give you 60,000 in cash."
"Okay, then transfer the remaining 58656."
After the two agreed, Zhang Beichuan went to the shop with him and received 60,000 yuan in cash.
With a "ding," a text message arrived on my phone.
【招商银行】您帐户6999于03月25日入帐58656元,余额107041元......
Looking at the balance displayed on the screen, Zhang Beichuan squeezed the black plastic bag in his hand. So far, he had 74,000 yuan in cash and over 100,000 yuan in his bank account.
If he sells the gold again later, he will have an additional 4, bringing the total to over 20. He was somewhat dazed.
In just a few days, he earned the salary that would have taken him three years of working day and night to revise the plan.
How should I spend this money?
Although cash is anonymous, if you accumulate a lot and spend it all at once, will you run into trouble if you buy a house or a car?
How to transform it into legitimate funds became a major headache for Zhang Beichuan.
"Sigh, having money has its troubles too~"
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