Morrie returned home with a bag of clothes. He had his own house on Kami Road, which was also the place he was most proud of. Although it was just a dirty and messy unit building with frequent water and power outages, he was already happy to the sky compared to those around him who were worried about rent for dozens of francs every month. It was precisely because of this that he married a school wife and gave birth to three children.

"Hey! Morrie, why did you come back so early today? Is your restaurant going to close again today? That's awful, you know that means you lost your entire day's tip...wait what's that?"

As soon as he got home, Mori's wife asked him in surprise, after all, Mori had to go home after dark.

Mori's wife is a very beautiful gypsy woman. At least that's what Mori himself thinks. He thinks his wife is an angel given to him by God, otherwise how could she fall in love with him? Although in Province 93, his conditions are already very good.

There were other people in the room, those who were friends of his wife. Morrie knew that every day when he went out to work, if his wife did not find a temporary job, she would come to chat with her neighbors. Morrie had always been puzzled by this. He didn't understand why these women would have so much talk about together all day long. Wouldn't they get tired or bored?

But women's eyes are always very powerful, so she saw what was in Morrie's hand at first glance.

"Is that the clothes you bought for me? Oh my God, Mori, how much tip did you get today? I actually thought of buying clothes for me!" The wife said in surprise, and her friends stretched their necks and praised Mori happily for being a good man.

This sudden appreciation made Morri very embarrassed. He chuckled and scratched his head and said, "Actually, these clothes were not bought by me, well... they were also bought by me, but you can't wear them because I want to sell them. If you like them, I can leave you a few pieces."

His wife was full of question marks on her forehead: "What are you talking about? What are you buying and what are you buying? I'm all confused!"

Then Mori sent money to Zhou Ming, and then heard Zhou Ming talk about the concept of pyramid schemes and his own dealer: "That's it, so I bought these clothes first. That Mr. Zhou Ming is really a good person. Because I was the first one, he specially calculated the lowest price for me. So what I have to do next is to sell these clothes, and of course, it doesn't have to sell them all..."

Morrie didn't continue talking. He saw his wife's face looked very bad: "Malisa, are you okay?"

His wife Marisa shouted: "Of course I have something to do! I don't understand why you can be so stupid. You can even be fooled by such a scam that is almost written on the face. This is simply stupid! Do you know why other people don't get the goods on the spot? It's because they saw this scam!"

"But I bought a piece of clothing for more than a dozen francs, and I saw him throwing money with my own eyes. How could he use so much money to cheat me of this little money?" Morri fought.

"That doesn't prove anything. Maybe it's all fake money, or maybe it's just a magic show. You know any magic is very magic!" said Marisa.

After Marissa, her friends learned about the matter and joined in and said, "And Morrie, it's not that we are mean, but to go to the store to buy clothes. I think it should be common sense that everyone knows. If someone sells clothes or other products in front of me, I will think he is a lunatic because I can't believe him at all."

Someone else said: "I don't think these are the key points. The key points should be the brands of these clothes. Do they belong to Chanel or Givenchy? If it were other pirated brands, I don't think I would have any interest."

Marissa said to Morrie again: "You have heard it all? These are the ideas of my friends. They are not interested in the garbage you have brought back at all."

Marisa said as she opened Morrie's bag and cursed: "Damn it, look at what you brought back! These are the clothes you brought back. Look at these T-shirts, are they assembled together with fabric? And these jeans, these are the garbage picked up from the garbage dump, and there are holes on it. I don't know how many times the color has been washed."

As Marisa said, her friends carefully approached and took a look, and each of them frowned.

"Oh my god! Are these really clothes? If I hadn't known, I would have thought this was a pack of garbage, or it was garbage. From this far, I could smell a rotten stench!"

These people really covered their noses as they said, and then said goodbye to Marisa one by one and left.

When they left, Morrie took out a piece of clothing and smelled it and told Marisa: "There is no strange smell on it, are they mistaken?"

When Marisa heard his words, she became angry again: "I think it's not them who made the mistake! You idiot, don't you understand? You were cheated, you spent so much money but only got such a pile of garbage. Do you still expect this pile of garbage to be sold for money?"

"It should be possible. I think that Mr. Zhou Ming is not like a bad guy." Morrie said, "and the pyramid scheme theory he mentioned is also very logical. If I can find five relatives and friends, sell my clothes to them, and then develop them into my offline line, and let each of them find five more people to sell. If this continues, I might become the general dealer in 93 provinces, just like that Mr. Wright."

"You are hopelessly stupid!" Marisa pointed to the door and said, "That's great. Those who were my friends just now. Do you think their attitude is that they really want to buy these clothes from you?"

Morri was stunned because even if he was still alone, he could understand that those people just now could not buy his clothes.

Marissa pulled Mori and sat down and said to him, "So Mori, now we have two choices, either call the police or go to Mr. Zhou Ming to get his clothes back. You know that I fell in love with you because of your sincerity, but your sincerity is easily deceived and exploited, and we cannot become a dealer."

Morrie struggled: "But Marisa, I think we need to work hard at least, right?"

Seeing Maury so stubborn, Marisa stood up angrily and said, "Why don't you listen, you just don't listen? Then you just hold your pile of trash for the rest of your life!"

Marisa left these words angrily and left the house. Morrie asked her what she was going to do. Marisa told her husband that she was incompetent and had been cheated of so much money. Of course, her wife had to find a way to find a temporary job to make money, otherwise their children would have no money to pay the tuition next semester. After all, they were studying in a private school with high tuition fees.

Bang!

As they were shut up like Marisa venting, Morrie was a little confused. He suddenly felt that he had done something wrong and that he had been cheated.

At this time, he suddenly remembered Zhou Ming's words: You have the ambition to earn one million francs, why don't you have a minute of patience?

Morrie thought of this and cheered up again. He felt that he could not give up just like that. At least he had to try it out before he knew it, instead of everyone saying that he would really give up. After all, he still shouldered the high tuition fees of his children, and he had to work hard!

With this idea, Morrie went out with the bag of clothes, and he first knocked on the door of his neighbor next door, and he felt that as the neighbor next door, he would know him, so he would buy it.

When he opened the door, Morri immediately started selling to him like a whisper: "Hey guys, I want to tell you one very cool thing, that is, I am a dealer, and these are the products I sell, they are the best clothes, and they are very cheap, cheaper than anything you see in the store, so I think you will need one... or a lot of them."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

This was the response Mori got. Mori didn't react at the first time because he thought that with his promotion, the other party would be happy to buy a few pieces, but he never expected that he would get such a rhetorical question. More importantly, Mori could see that the other party was not happy at all.

"Look at these things in your bag, oh God, if it weren't for you to tell me, it would be hard for me to associate them with my clothes. Look at this piece, why did he piece together with a few pieces of cloth, and this one, can you tell me why a new pair of jeans has a hole? Don't tell me that it was bitten by a mouse just now, or I will definitely feed you, a cheating rat, you, a cheating rat!"

Morri's neighbor flipped through his bags and found the clothes one by one and said to him in disdain, "My Mr. Morrie, are you sure you are really a dealer, not picking it up in any garbage dump?"

Morrie wanted to explain something, but someone in the other room shouted, "Hey Henry, come back quickly, don't say anything more to the idiot on the other side. He was cheated, only fools would buy his clothes. We should think carefully about whether to buy Chanel's dress, because we just paid off the credit card from the previous issue."

Mori's neighbor Henry responded and knew, then turned around and said to Mori: "You have heard it all, obviously I'm not a fool, so I won't buy your clothes. Next, ask you to take your clothes and leave my door, otherwise I will definitely beat you up, I swear."

Leaving this sentence, Mr. Henry closed the door fiercely.

Morrie was very disappointed at the door. This was different from what he had expected before. Or were these clothes only sold to relatives and friends? Neighbors... or they were not friends.
Chapter completed!