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Chapter 1984 Pengfei, can you take a beating?
"Cousin!" The expression on Pengfei's face was actually a bit complicated. It would be a lie to say that he was not envious.

Zhuang Tuxi took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and threw it directly to someone.

"Cousin, I can't..."

"Come on, don't think I don't know. If you keep pretending, you're asking for a beating!"

"Uh..." Xiang Pengfei smiled awkwardly and took out a lighter from his pocket skillfully.

"Slide!" He was very observant and handed the match over first.

"Huh~" Zhuang Tuxi blew out a smoke ring and gave Xiang Pengfei, who was also smoking, a displeased look.

"You, I don't know what to say to you. I've stressed countless times before that you should focus on studying. If you had put aside those wild ideas of yours, you wouldn't be unable to get into a junior college with your intelligence!"

"You're running around all day. Don't think I don't know that you're very familiar with those bus drivers and even sneaked off to the Magic City~"

"What are you going to do next?" Zhuang Tuxi flicked the ash off his cigarette.

The two of them were smoking in the corner, which formed a very sharp contrast with the many neighbors over there who were congratulating Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting.

When Xiang Pengfei heard this, he was silent for a moment.

Then he took a deep puff of the cigarette.

Throwing down the cigarette butt, he said with a determined look: "Cousin, I won't repeat the year!"

"I want to do business with you!"

"Not repeating the year?" Zhuang Tuxi threw away the cigarette butt and looked at him with a smile.

"Although a difference of 100 points is a bit much, it is possible if you work hard. I advise you to go to school. It is not easy to do business. You only see my glory but not the hardship I have to endure!"

"You've been collecting waste for the past two years. You must have noticed that many people want to steal your business. If you were in my shoes, would you be able to handle it?"

"Yeah!" Xiang Pengfei nodded like a chick pecking at rice. The look in his eyes when he looked at his cousin changed a little, and the fear involuntarily surged into his heart.

A scrap collection station like this, which cleans, repairs and then sells second-hand goods, does not require much technical skills, so it attracts a lot of people, especially those little scoundrels who often watch Hong Kong and Taiwan movies.

Why is Zhuang Tuxi able to live in peace and stability?

That is, he is a tough guy, and he beat up all those who came to cause trouble. The worst one is now shaking with his hands when he drinks from the cup. He frightened off those little bastards who wanted to do something dirty. It is not easy to do business these days.

One of the cruel and hard ones.

Cruel represents the means, and hard represents the background.

"Cousin, I'm not afraid!" Pengfei overcame the fear in his heart and even looked a little excited.

There was nothing much to say about Zhuang Tuxi. At that time, the atmosphere seemed a little tense, so they tried to ease the tension between each other.

Looking at him with a smile.

"Pengfei, can you take a beating?"

"what?"

"I won't tell your aunt about not repeating your studies, but I'm afraid your uncle won't be able to accept it. He has suffered a lot for you. If you dare to tell this to Qianzhou, you might even get beaten up!"

Zhuang Tuxi felt a little gloating. For Zhuang Chaoying, all three of his children were admitted to university, but his nephew failed.

"Uh..." Xiang Pengfei shuddered subconsciously, and then came to his senses with helplessness visible to the naked eye.

"Brother, please stop teasing me when I'm this old. I'm really not good at studying. Every time I have a headache in class, I can't help but fall asleep!"

"Then let's get back to the topic!" Zhuang Tuxi put away the smile on his face and reached out to pat his shoulder hard.

"Pengfei, since you have made up your mind, then as your cousin, I naturally have nothing to say. Besides, you are really not cut out for studying!"

"But collecting waste is not a profession after all. It's OK to make some extra money while going to school, but if you make this your main job at such a young age, it's a waste!"

"Cousin, what should I do then?" Pengfei asked humbly, somewhat confused.

Zhuang Tuxi waved his hand. "I can't give you any advice now. It depends on what you are interested in. Otherwise, doing business will not be a pleasure but a torture!"

"By the way, do you know how many wallets a man should have?" "What wallets?"

Zhuang Tuxi now understands Confucius' helplessness: this child is incorrigible!

"Idiot!" He reached out and tapped him on the forehead.

"Ouch~" Xiang Pengfei smiled and rubbed his forehead. "Cousin, I don't understand!"

Zhuang Tuxi rolled his eyes at him, stretched out his right index finger, bent it, and pressed it with his thumb, making an OK gesture.

"Remember, if you want to do business, a man needs to have three wallets!"

"Ah!" Pengfei was stunned: "Isn't one enough?"

What are you doing with so many wallets when you have nothing to do?

It would be so heavy to carry that thing in his pocket. He usually doesn't even want to carry one with him. It would be much easier to just put the money in his pocket and save himself the hassle of carrying it around.

"Huh~" Zhuang Tuxi let out a breath and forced himself to suppress the urge to take action.

He said unhappily: "Just listen to what I say, I don't want to bother with you if you keep talking nonsense~"

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"Uh...cousin, I was wrong!" Pengfei smiled awkwardly and acted like a flatterer.

"Remember!"

"The first one is the wallet that only you know, which is how much money you actually have!"

"The second wallet is credit. How much money can you transfer from other people's wallets~"

"The third one is even more important, which is how much money others think you have..." Zhuang Tuxi looked at him becoming more and more confused, and sighed in his heart. After all, he was only 18 years old, so it was understandable.

His tone softened slightly, and he explained: "So in layman's terms, it means how much you are worth to others!"

"When your original accumulation is not enough, you need to use some tools!" Zhuang Tuxi said, pointing to the Santana parked on the side of the road.

"This is your Uncle Lin's tool!"

After saying that, she looked him up and down. He was wearing a coarse plaid shirt and trousers made of green cloth that the cotton mill gave him as salary. The pair of tattered cloth shoes on his feet were covered with dust.

He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket.

"Cousin, I..."

Zhuang Tuxi interrupted him: "Now that you have entered society, stop dressing like a child and go back to make some decent clothes!"

"If you dress like this, no matter how much money you have or how capable you are, no boss will want to work with you!"

"Learn more!"

Zhuang Tuxi explained the theory of three wallets that he had learned from his uncle in his previous life, and then looking at Xiang Pengfei's confused face, he knew that he had not fully digested it.

"How about this, during this time you should think carefully about what you plan to do, and discuss it with your parents!"

"You have been collecting waste since you were in high school. You are very familiar with the waste collection station. From now on, I will let you manage this business. Just think of it as training your management skills. It depends on you to become a successful person in the future!"

"To be honest, I treat you better than my own brothers. I don't want to see a situation where we are indebted to each other for a small sum of money and resentful of each other for a small sum of money~"

Zhuang Tuxi's last sentence carries some warning meaning. Although the boy in the play is not an ungrateful person, the plot has changed after all. It is better to be safe than sorry.

Of course, Zhuang Tuxi is not a brainless saint. The main reason is that the current business of the scrap collection station is somewhat useless to him.

If you say it doesn't make money...this thing can still make some money.

As for making money, with other people following suit and competing, the profit has become relatively small, so it is better to just give it to Xiang Pengfei.

It is better to provide timely help than to add icing on the cake.

Make a good relationship~

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)