Chapter 6 The sugar-coated bullets of capitalism
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Zhui Zhu Meng Xiang De Zhu
Yue Hao smiled bitterly.
Looking at his wife's cold eyes, how could he not know that his wife didn't believe what he said?
However, some words he explained were of no use.
Only time will prove whether he is sincere or not.
Sighing, Yue Hao walked to his sister-in-law, touched her head and said sincerely.
"Don't worry, Xiaoyue, my brother-in-law will definitely cure you."
Yue Hao learned about his past life from his daughter.
Her daughter and her sister-in-law were abducted by kidnappers. In order to create a way for Tongtong to survive, the sister-in-law was stabbed eight times by the kidnappers and bled to death.
After being reborn, he wants to change his sister-in-law's fate no matter what.
He wanted to prove that his sister-in-law was not stupid and that she was smarter than anyone else.
"Thank you, thank you brother-in-law."
Shen Xiaoyue's smile looked so sunny.
Looking at his sister-in-law, who was as pure as an angel, Yue Hao felt sour in his heart.
I really don’t know what I was thinking in my previous life, why I had to follow those bastards to rob a bank, and let down so many people in vain.
Robbery of a bank these days would cost you $[-].
In this age of gold everywhere, doing anything is not as profitable as robbing a bank!
Robbing a bank?
In any era, it is the most unskilled and least profitable profession with no future at all.
As for how to make your first pot of gold.
In fact, Yue Hao already had a rough plan in mind.
In his previous life, he was a winery worker. Starting from his humble beginnings as a wine hawker, he gradually built up a net worth of hundreds of millions.
With the marketing tools he has at his disposal, and the private economy is still in its infancy, even a pig can take off in the spotlight.
There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Yue Hao went out on Erba Dagong, who was the one who let off his accomplices.
Anyway, if this guy goes in, it would be a waste to leave the car there, and Yue Hao happens to be keeping it for him.
When this guy comes out, just give it back to him.
This is not Yue Hao taking over, he is really imitating Lei Feng and keeping it for him.
Of course, only God knows if and when this guy will come out.
The place where Yue Hao went was the winery in the town, where he used to work.
This winery is a state-owned enterprise. It is not a big factory, with thirty or forty workers.
In this era, the winery itself was not responsible for sales; sales were mainly handled by supply and marketing cooperatives.
To put it bluntly, the winery produces it, and the supply and marketing cooperative comes to buy it, sell it, and then settle the payment to the winery.
However, the supply and marketing cooperative itself is not very enthusiastic about sales, resulting in poor sales.
As a result, the winery's inventory of wine was extremely overstocked, and this small factory faced the risk of bankruptcy at any time.
Of course, Yue Hao came here today not to go to work. He came here specifically to find Fan Aihua, who grew up with him.
Fan Aihua's grandfather and Yue Hao's grandfather fought against the Japanese together decades ago, and he and Fan Aihua grew up together.
But this guy had some skills. Not long after he went to work at the winery, he climbed into the bed of the factory director's daughter.
Then this "young talent" was quickly promoted to the director of the winery's sales department because of his outstanding "work ability" at the age of 24.
The reason why Yue Hao was able to work in the winery was because of Fan Aihua's help.
After entering Fan Aihua's office, Yue Hao didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.
"Hua Zi, pour me some wine. I want to build my own winery."
As soon as these words came out, Fan Aihua was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair and quickly closed the office door, sweating so hard.
"Brother, are you crazy? You will get in if you do this!"
"I'm going to do this, but the factory director still has to kill me?"
"The iron rice bowl we finally got is gone!"
When Yue Hao came here, he knew that he, a young boy, would definitely be a coward.
It is mainly caused by factors of the times, and the overall social environment is like this.
The strong wind of reform and opening up has not yet hit this small county.
But he wasn't in a hurry, took a sip of water, and spoke slowly.
"Iron rice bowl? How much does your iron rice bowl earn per month?"
"38 yuan, what's wrong? It can't be compared with you, a rich man who got a bonus of 800 yuan."
Fan Aihua rolled his eyes at Yue Hao.
"What if I can double your income?" Yue Hao asked.
"Tsk, I have been influenced by Marxism-Leninism since I was a child, and I will not be corrupted by your capitalist sugar-coated bullets."
"What if I can increase your income tenfold?" Yue Hao asked again without stopping.
Fan Aihua swallowed and suppressed the desire in his heart.
"Fuck you, Yue Hao, you bastard are crazy! Earning 380 a month is serious speculation! I was born in Xinhua and grew up under the flag..."
"What if I can increase your income a hundred times? Do you want to work with me?" Yue Hao asked again.
puff! !
Fan Aihua opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then his eyes began to turn blood red.
Marx's theory of capital makes a point.
When the profits are large enough, it is enough for people to defy all laws in the world.
No way, if you earn 3800 a month, you can create a household worth [-] yuan in less than three months!
We can't blame Fan Aihua for being weak-willed, we can only blame Yue Hao for being too strong in sugar-coated bullets, which corrupted him at that time.
"Okay, I'll give it to you!"
In the past, when the supply and marketing cooperatives came to collect wine, they didn't care about the packaging. They just took it by the bottle anyway, and it was always one yuan a bottle.
Then I went to the supply and marketing cooperative and brought the drink tickets and money, which was about one yuan and seven cents.
But because of the shortage of wine tickets, rich people won’t sell it to you if it belongs to you!
Under this situation, a large number of villains emerged.
You don’t need a drink ticket to buy wine from these bartenders. Of course, the price they sell will be high, about three or four yuan.
In addition, the supply and marketing cooperative eats from a big pot. The more you sell, the less you sell, the less you get, the same salary, so you can imagine the enthusiasm for work.
There was even a slogan in the supply and marketing cooperative at that time that customers were not allowed to be beaten or insulted at will.
The one who spends money has become a grandson, and he also asks for wine tickets. Naturally, the business of the supply and marketing cooperative is getting worse and worse.
This resulted in a huge demand in the market, but no one wanted to change it.
With such a big market, Yue Hao certainly wants to take a share of it.
Rural areas surround cities, first occupy the market from small counties, step by step to cities, provinces, and finally to the whole country!
Listening to Yue Hao's grand blueprint, Fan Aihua was dumbfounded and couldn't help but touch Yue Hao's forehead.
"Are you still my brother Yue Hao? Are you possessed by something unclean?"
"A few days ago, didn't we say that we would sell the cotton in our village to Yingjiang, so that the capitalist ghosts can see how good the quality of our cloth is?"
"How come it's only been a few days and you're thinking about selling alcohol again? Where's your dream of being a cotton king? It's fucking yellow again?"
Yue Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes. He had blown so much cowhide, how could he still remember what cotton he was selling?
In the end, because there was no need for packaging, Yue Hao spent 300 yuan to get a ton of liquor from Aihua.
Of course, it's all on credit.
After all, the money in Yue Hao's hands has other uses.
Looking at his wife's cold eyes, how could he not know that his wife didn't believe what he said?
However, some words he explained were of no use.
Only time will prove whether he is sincere or not.
Sighing, Yue Hao walked to his sister-in-law, touched her head and said sincerely.
"Don't worry, Xiaoyue, my brother-in-law will definitely cure you."
Yue Hao learned about his past life from his daughter.
Her daughter and her sister-in-law were abducted by kidnappers. In order to create a way for Tongtong to survive, the sister-in-law was stabbed eight times by the kidnappers and bled to death.
After being reborn, he wants to change his sister-in-law's fate no matter what.
He wanted to prove that his sister-in-law was not stupid and that she was smarter than anyone else.
"Thank you, thank you brother-in-law."
Shen Xiaoyue's smile looked so sunny.
Looking at his sister-in-law, who was as pure as an angel, Yue Hao felt sour in his heart.
I really don’t know what I was thinking in my previous life, why I had to follow those bastards to rob a bank, and let down so many people in vain.
Robbery of a bank these days would cost you $[-].
In this age of gold everywhere, doing anything is not as profitable as robbing a bank!
Robbing a bank?
In any era, it is the most unskilled and least profitable profession with no future at all.
As for how to make your first pot of gold.
In fact, Yue Hao already had a rough plan in mind.
In his previous life, he was a winery worker. Starting from his humble beginnings as a wine hawker, he gradually built up a net worth of hundreds of millions.
With the marketing tools he has at his disposal, and the private economy is still in its infancy, even a pig can take off in the spotlight.
There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Yue Hao went out on Erba Dagong, who was the one who let off his accomplices.
Anyway, if this guy goes in, it would be a waste to leave the car there, and Yue Hao happens to be keeping it for him.
When this guy comes out, just give it back to him.
This is not Yue Hao taking over, he is really imitating Lei Feng and keeping it for him.
Of course, only God knows if and when this guy will come out.
The place where Yue Hao went was the winery in the town, where he used to work.
This winery is a state-owned enterprise. It is not a big factory, with thirty or forty workers.
In this era, the winery itself was not responsible for sales; sales were mainly handled by supply and marketing cooperatives.
To put it bluntly, the winery produces it, and the supply and marketing cooperative comes to buy it, sell it, and then settle the payment to the winery.
However, the supply and marketing cooperative itself is not very enthusiastic about sales, resulting in poor sales.
As a result, the winery's inventory of wine was extremely overstocked, and this small factory faced the risk of bankruptcy at any time.
Of course, Yue Hao came here today not to go to work. He came here specifically to find Fan Aihua, who grew up with him.
Fan Aihua's grandfather and Yue Hao's grandfather fought against the Japanese together decades ago, and he and Fan Aihua grew up together.
But this guy had some skills. Not long after he went to work at the winery, he climbed into the bed of the factory director's daughter.
Then this "young talent" was quickly promoted to the director of the winery's sales department because of his outstanding "work ability" at the age of 24.
The reason why Yue Hao was able to work in the winery was because of Fan Aihua's help.
After entering Fan Aihua's office, Yue Hao didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.
"Hua Zi, pour me some wine. I want to build my own winery."
As soon as these words came out, Fan Aihua was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair and quickly closed the office door, sweating so hard.
"Brother, are you crazy? You will get in if you do this!"
"I'm going to do this, but the factory director still has to kill me?"
"The iron rice bowl we finally got is gone!"
When Yue Hao came here, he knew that he, a young boy, would definitely be a coward.
It is mainly caused by factors of the times, and the overall social environment is like this.
The strong wind of reform and opening up has not yet hit this small county.
But he wasn't in a hurry, took a sip of water, and spoke slowly.
"Iron rice bowl? How much does your iron rice bowl earn per month?"
"38 yuan, what's wrong? It can't be compared with you, a rich man who got a bonus of 800 yuan."
Fan Aihua rolled his eyes at Yue Hao.
"What if I can double your income?" Yue Hao asked.
"Tsk, I have been influenced by Marxism-Leninism since I was a child, and I will not be corrupted by your capitalist sugar-coated bullets."
"What if I can increase your income tenfold?" Yue Hao asked again without stopping.
Fan Aihua swallowed and suppressed the desire in his heart.
"Fuck you, Yue Hao, you bastard are crazy! Earning 380 a month is serious speculation! I was born in Xinhua and grew up under the flag..."
"What if I can increase your income a hundred times? Do you want to work with me?" Yue Hao asked again.
puff! !
Fan Aihua opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then his eyes began to turn blood red.
Marx's theory of capital makes a point.
When the profits are large enough, it is enough for people to defy all laws in the world.
No way, if you earn 3800 a month, you can create a household worth [-] yuan in less than three months!
We can't blame Fan Aihua for being weak-willed, we can only blame Yue Hao for being too strong in sugar-coated bullets, which corrupted him at that time.
"Okay, I'll give it to you!"
In the past, when the supply and marketing cooperatives came to collect wine, they didn't care about the packaging. They just took it by the bottle anyway, and it was always one yuan a bottle.
Then I went to the supply and marketing cooperative and brought the drink tickets and money, which was about one yuan and seven cents.
But because of the shortage of wine tickets, rich people won’t sell it to you if it belongs to you!
Under this situation, a large number of villains emerged.
You don’t need a drink ticket to buy wine from these bartenders. Of course, the price they sell will be high, about three or four yuan.
In addition, the supply and marketing cooperative eats from a big pot. The more you sell, the less you sell, the less you get, the same salary, so you can imagine the enthusiasm for work.
There was even a slogan in the supply and marketing cooperative at that time that customers were not allowed to be beaten or insulted at will.
The one who spends money has become a grandson, and he also asks for wine tickets. Naturally, the business of the supply and marketing cooperative is getting worse and worse.
This resulted in a huge demand in the market, but no one wanted to change it.
With such a big market, Yue Hao certainly wants to take a share of it.
Rural areas surround cities, first occupy the market from small counties, step by step to cities, provinces, and finally to the whole country!
Listening to Yue Hao's grand blueprint, Fan Aihua was dumbfounded and couldn't help but touch Yue Hao's forehead.
"Are you still my brother Yue Hao? Are you possessed by something unclean?"
"A few days ago, didn't we say that we would sell the cotton in our village to Yingjiang, so that the capitalist ghosts can see how good the quality of our cloth is?"
"How come it's only been a few days and you're thinking about selling alcohol again? Where's your dream of being a cotton king? It's fucking yellow again?"
Yue Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes. He had blown so much cowhide, how could he still remember what cotton he was selling?
In the end, because there was no need for packaging, Yue Hao spent 300 yuan to get a ton of liquor from Aihua.
Of course, it's all on credit.
After all, the money in Yue Hao's hands has other uses.
