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Chapter 74 I'm Not Interested in Money

"Xiao Jun, your uncle and I don't know how to talk to each other. He's too old and I'm afraid he won't be able to do this job as a salesperson." Second aunt Ma Qiumei said with a worried look on her face.

"Yes, Xiaojun," my second uncle Qian Liangping also said, "I have never worked as a salesperson for most of my life. Isn't it a bit late to do this now?"

Just as Bian Xuedao was about to refuse, Qian Na stepped on his foot under the table. Qian Na was about to listen to what Wu Jun said next. The aunt and her family had expressed their opinions, and the younger aunt was also willing to have sex with her cousin. Maybe she would really do it.

Where is the head?

Wu Jun understood the concerns of his second aunt and his family. After all, he could not give up the work he had done for most of his life and join his own army just because of his words.

"Waiter, bring the main dishes." Wu Jun turned around and greeted the waiter guarding the door, then turned around and said, "There is no need to make a decision in a hurry. It's not too late to make a decision after seeing the product."

The staple food tonight is rice. After Wu Jun greeted the waiter, within three minutes, the staple food was served, one small bowl per person.

"This rice... smells so good!" Everyone looked at the rice in the bowl and marveled. Although they hadn't eaten it yet, they were already impressed by the aroma emanating from the rice.

This bowl of rice is different from ordinary rice.

The grains are plump and crystal-clear, just like uncooked rice in a bowl, with distinct grains. The chopsticks work well and can pick up one grain of rice at a time without sticking to other grains.

Both the taste and the aroma distinguish this bowl of rice from ordinary rice.

Pick a chopstick and put it into your mouth, crush it with your teeth, and you can feel the fragrant rice juice splashing out when the rice is squeezed and broken.

Is this rice? After decades of eating rice, everyone is not sure if what they are eating now is rice!

Wu Jun saw everyone's reaction in his eyes and said: "This is the rice I am selling now. It is currently supplied to the Shimen Hotel and more than thirty other small and large-scale restaurants. The current sales situation is booming."

"Xiaojun, I know this rice is high-end goods right away. It's not cheap, right?" My second uncle, Qian Liangping, loves rice the most. He has been eating rice for decades and has never tasted such delicious rice.

asked Wu Jun with a surprised face.

"Dad, Xiao Jun went to our store yesterday, and this rice... only cost 5 yuan a pound." Qian Na said with some disbelief. The boss's brother-in-law was in charge of purchasing the bag of rice that Wu Jun sent yesterday.

It was left useless in the warehouse. This was the first time she tasted Lucky Rice.

Qian Na thought with some schadenfreude: After the boss's brother-in-law in charge of purchasing tastes this rice, he will definitely cry for his father and mother and beg his cousin to deliver it to him.

"Daughter, are you kidding your dad?" Qian Liangping said with a shocked look on his face, "Such delicious rice only costs 5 yuan a pound. This is crazy! There is no need to promote it.

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Indeed, as Qian Liangping said, Hongyun rice sold for 5 yuan is too cheap and affordable, and customers who have bought it say so.

However, in order to sell enough 10,000 tons of rice needed for upgrades, upgrade the game early, and strengthen the defense of the main city, Wu Jun has no plans to increase the price and plans to continue selling like this.

The sales volume is 5 yuan per catty. If the price rises to 10 yuan, the unit price is too high, but the sales volume is definitely far behind compared with 5 yuan per pound.

Frankly speaking, even if Hongyun rice sells for 50 yuan per catty or 100 yuan per catty, there will still be a certain market, but this market is definitely not comparable to the market where it sells for 5 yuan.

Anyway, this rice comes for free and there is no cost. If you use sales volume to offset the disadvantage in unit price, you will actually earn a lot of money.

Dong Lizhu and Ma Chaoyun were equally shocked. They thought the same as their second brother-in-law Qian Liangping. The price was too cheap and there was no need to worry about selling it.

"We're all from our own family, so I won't beat around the bush. I'll give you a commission of 10 yuan for every bag sold." Seeing that everyone was interested, Wu Jun gave them another shot in the arm, "

I went to the market for two days and visited more than 30 restaurants. I sold more than 1,000 bags in the past few days."

After two days of visiting markets and more than 30 restaurants, more than 1,000 bags were sold. If the commission for each bag was 10 yuan, it would be more than 10,000 yuan.

People depend on food. There are thousands of streets and alleys in Shimen City. There are no restaurants on that street. This market is not ordinary and it is very profitable!

After hearing Wu Jun's words, no one dared to think any further. This is the rhythm of making millions a year!

"Cousin Wu Jun, I will resign from my work tomorrow, and I will work with you!" Bian Xuedao no longer thinks about his iron rice bowl. The golden rice bowl is right in front of him. Who wants an iron rice bowl? The rice has been sold, and it will take a month.

For the past year, those bastards who don’t make money will be screwed by their iron rice bowl.

"Xiaojun, let's do it too!" The second aunt didn't say that she was old. Even a fool could sell such delicious rice at such a low price.

"I will go and apply for my resignation tomorrow." Ma Chaoyun also agreed with excitement.

He only earns about 5,000 yuan a month now. According to his nephew, if the rice is sold well, he can earn more in one day than in a month.

What's more, even his brother-in-law Bian Xuedao, who is a civil servant, has agreed to resign, so he has nothing to worry about.

After understanding the price of rice and seeing the quality of rice, everyone was full of confidence and expressed their willingness to work with Wu Jun. Even Chen Xingyang and Duan Xiangyan wanted to close the packaging factory and sell rice with Wu Jun.

"Cousin and sister-in-law, you two should stop getting involved." Wu Jun said with a smile, "In the future, the more rice will be sold, the more packaging bags will be needed. Making packaging bags for me is no better than running around.

The business makes little money.”

"That's right..." Chen Xingyang scratched his head and said with a naive smile, "After drinking, I lost my mind and couldn't react."

Little Chen Meng used her delicate fingers to shave her face and teased her father: "Shame, shame, look at you drinking so much."

Everyone was amused by Chen Xingyang's naivety and Xiao Chen Meng's weird spirit.

"What about you?" Wu Jun turned around and asked Ma Siyu, who was drinking juice leisurely and had not yet expressed his opinion.

Although Ma Siyu has the most decent job and earns the most among the people present. He can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, but it is definitely not as much as what he earns from selling rice.

"I won't do it." Ma Siyu put down the juice in his hand and said, "I'm not interested in money."

Everyone was speechless...

Sure enough, Lao Ma's family cannot be judged by common sense, even if they don't want a job that earns millions a year.

Ma Siyu said: "I like my current job very much. After taking a break from work, I go out to travel and wander around. Life is not only about making money, but there are many more interesting things than making money."

"Okay, I'll do it if I don't want to do it." Wu Jun didn't force it. He ran the business for a few days and knew that although the business was profitable, it was actually quite hard. If he made money, he would naturally not miss her pocket money.

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"At this moment, are you all very excited and in high spirits?" Ma Siyu started to behave like a monster again, stood up, raised his arms and said, "Let us follow Mr. Wu towards a happy tomorrow. We will change cars in one year, and in two

Change houses every year, three years..."
Chapter completed!
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