Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

The world is just a giant makeshift operation.

A cycle repeats every few years.

In this desert conflict, both sides actually have their own backers.

Like our neighbor, who really loves cats.

América, on the other hand, likes lions.

The crux of the matter is that they sell the same goods to two opposing companies.

The two sides fought to the death, and the arms dealers and oil companies of the two major rogue states made a fortune.

Our family only makes a little money.

The lion's share still went to those two companies.

There's no way around it. The fact that we can sit at the table and eat is a testament to the hard work and sacrifices our elders made for us in those parts of the peninsula.

He Yuzhu puffed out two cigarettes in a row, his brow furrowed. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but say, "Be bolder, don't be stingy with your price."

If someone is willing to spend 100 million US dollars to buy something, they won't mind spending another 100 million.

Besides our family, who else would be willing to sell to these nouveau riche?

If you ask for 300 million US dollars, and he haggles down to 200 million, our family will still make 100 million for free.

If all else fails, we can just negotiate the price.

This is also the main reason why He Yuzhu is concerned about this matter.

He had heard countless times in his past life that our big eggs were being sold too cheaply.

Not only do we say this, but foreigners have also ridiculed us for being poor and lacking ambition, saying that we can't even tell prices when we're selling things.

They sold top-grade beef like cabbage.

Therefore, He Yuzhu had always wanted to get involved in this matter.

This could be considered one of his quirky interests.

The smile on Xiao Song's face immediately froze.

His lips twitched, and he really wanted to ask his father-in-law, "Do you know how much money 100 million is?"
Two hundred million or three hundred million? Just one hundred million changed the unit. Xiao Song felt that he was incredibly audacious.

He was afraid that if he set this price, he would easily scare away those nouveau riche.

"Is this appropriate?" Xiao Song asked hesitantly.

"Is this something you can decide on your own?" He Yuzhu said in an unfriendly tone.

Xiao Song immediately shook his head in denial.

In such a big matter, Xiao Song was merely a messenger between the two sides.

Of course, if things work out...
His contribution was also significant.

But if he messes things up, then his life is completely over.

"You're just a messenger,"

I didn't ask you to price it at 1 billion per coin.

You were just saying it casually; if they think it's too expensive, they can try to negotiate.

It just means you have to make a few more trips.

Only a few of our companies have this stuff; it's not like it's a common item on the market.

Are you still afraid of scaring away customers?
Once it leaves our home, who would be willing to sell to them?
You should know that we are short of money for our home construction.

If you can ask for more, the other party might just foolishly agree, and then you'll get a huge credit for it.

"The worst-case scenario is that they'll think you're asking for too much and demand we replace the receptionist." He Yuzhu wasn't very confident when he said this.

However, he did say one thing correctly.

The rich family wants those big eggs, but no one but our family is willing to sell them to them.

The tycoon is on good terms with América.

But Arma Rica has to consider the opinions of our neighbors.

Both families were planning to cause trouble in the desert and take turns reaping the rewards.

But nobody wants to turn the desert into an unmanageable mess.

If anyone dares to agree to sell this kind of thing, the other company will definitely step in.

This includes John Bull and the Gallic Rooster.

So it seems that several families have the large eggs that the wealthy family wants.

But actually, the only ones we can sell, and the only ones we dare to sell, are our family.

Who told our family to have dealt with two big thugs before?
América can't beat us, so they can only try to win us over.

Our neighbors, too, pretended not to see it and not to care.

Xiao Song's worry is that the negotiations will fall apart. He can't bear the consequences.

He Yuzhu's words put his mind at ease.

That's true. This isn't like buying pancakes on the street; if you can't reach an agreement at one place, there's another one at the next intersection.

At most, it's just that wealthy people think it's too expensive and give us feedback.

Then the higher-ups thought Xiao Song was overcharging, so they sent someone else to negotiate with the wealthy man.

That's where the interesting part lies.

If a deal can be reached, there will always be people who think we sold it too cheaply.

At that time, Xiao Song's exorbitant demands might be seen by those people as shrewdness and foresight.

So, in the end, even if Xiao Song shouts out four or five hundred million, even if people don't understand it now.

It will not have any impact on his future prospects.

It's that simple.

"Can it work?" Xiao Song's voice trembled.

“It can be done!” He Yuzhu said decisively.

"Then I'll give it a try?"

"Give it a try, ask for the sky, and then negotiate the price down."

That's how business works.

I'm not afraid of you asking for a high price, I'm just afraid you'll sell at a loss.

"At worst, if you can't make it at your current job, you can come and help me out at the school," He Yuzhu said nonchalantly.

Comrade Xiao Song felt choked up, but didn't even dare to roll his eyes.

His father-in-law was on the other side.

If He Yuan knew that he was giving He Yuzhu the cold shoulder, the washboard in the bathroom would be his final resting place.

When Song Fang made a mistake, He Yuan made him kneel down as a warning to others.

My knees have been hurting a lot.

He didn't understand why his son's naughtiness required him to kneel down.

The key point is that his son was kneeling on the mat, while he was kneeling on the washboard.

It was just to let Xiao Song experience the discomfort of kneeling on a washboard.

Then they made him kneel down and accompany them.

He Yuan, holding a feather duster, scolded Song Fang: "If you don't behave in the future, I'll make you kneel on a washboard for half an hour."

After kneeling down that time, Xiao Song always felt like he had been tricked by his wife.

His wife must be angry because he was away on a business trip for too long.

Take this opportunity to deal with him.

They even used the excuse of disciplining their son to justify it.

Of course, that's a matter between the young couple.

It wasn't time for Xiao Song to run to his father-in-law's house to complain.

Furthermore, observe the daily interactions between your father-in-law and mother-in-law.

He Yuzhu might not even be treated as well as him at home.

When faced with this kind of situation, men have no good solutions other than the self-deceptive mentality of Ah Q.

Of course, if He Yuzhu knew what his son-in-law was thinking, he would definitely make a serious statement to him.

At most, he would get a few pinches on his waist and be kicked out of the bedroom to sleep on the sofa.

His knees have never softened for his wife.

A weak waist doesn't count.

"Okay, I'll give it a try!" Xiao Song gritted his teeth and made a decisive move this time.

He Yuzhu then beamed with joy.

He stood up and walked outside, laughing as he said, "I'll prepare two dishes, and we'll have a good drink together."

"Dad... Yuanyuan won't let me drink it," Xiao Song whispered, complaining.

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage and said, "She's gone too far!"
What's wrong with having a drink at home?
Do you think I'd let you drink too much?
……

I'll talk to her later.

However, you really need to control yourself when you're socializing outside in the future.

Drinking too much will hurt your stomach! ..." (End of Chapter)