Xu Wenqiang had previously proposed a price of 100 silver dollars per unit, but Niu Bi estimated that the actual price should be between 100 and 103 silver dollars.
Giving up 5 dollars of profit would motivate Xu Wenqiang and be beneficial for future cooperation.
It should be noted that Xu Wenqiang's monthly salary at the American Chinese Association was only 10 dollars.
Xu Wenqiang doesn't just act as an agent for one projector at a time.
"Great, it's a pleasure working with you!"
Xu Wenqiang thought for a moment, then smiled and shook hands with Niu Bi.
At this moment, Xu Wenqiang was very happy. The Meihua projector cost 80 silver dollars, while this automatic projector would cost at least 103 silver dollars.
Selling these projectors would conservatively net me nearly 100 dollars!
It's much better than working at a Chinese American company.
Since Xu Wenqiang only had 300 silver dollars on him, Niu Bi left behind 4 projectors and a few videotapes before leaving the Mei Hua Theater and returning to the courtyard house he rented in Shanghai.
Xu Wenqiang then went to discuss the matter with Li Wangqi.
......
"There are no ghosts in this world, so where did that person go?"
"Could there be some kind of secret mechanism or hidden door here?"
Zhang Wangcai stood outside the wall behind Hardong's courtyard, his brows furrowed.
He hasn't been sleeping well lately; the thought that the missing person's package might contain gold bars makes him uneasy.
How could he sleep soundly after missing out on so many gold bars?
Zhang Wangcai waited here for several days in a row in order to meet that person on that day.
He had already found out that the owner of the house, Ha Tong, rarely came back once a year.
He immediately waited there, hoping to run into the person from that day.
......
Niu Bi returned to reality and slept until nine o'clock, when he was woken up by a call from the courier.
“Selling these will bring in another four or five hundred thousand RMB.” Niu Bi looked at the 30 mechanical watches and 100 lighters on the wooden table in the living room.
I ordered this online a few days ago when I went to Shanghai, and I just picked it up from the courier.
The projectors were handed over to Xu Wenqiang for sale. Niu Bi would only give him the remaining 16 projectors after Xu had sold all four and had enough money to buy more.
Although Xu Wenqiang is portrayed as a man of integrity in the TV series, Niu Bi knows that this is business, not about personal relationships.
"Um?"
Niu Bi picked up his watch and lighter, and the moment he opened the portal, he noticed a person under the locust tree in front of it. After observing him for a moment, his expression turned cold. "A rickshaw puller?"
"Damn it, how did I not manage to shake him off that day?"
Niu Bi stood in the living room, his gaze dark as he looked at the large locust tree, cold sweat pouring down his back.
I thought I'd shaken off that rickshaw driver, but I never expected him to follow me all the way here!
"This person tracked me without my knowledge, and his tracking methods are extraordinary. Although others cannot see the portal, it is highly likely that he will expose the location of my portal. I absolutely cannot let him leave alive!"
Looking at the gaunt man holding a gun under the locust tree, Niu Bi secretly decided that he would be more vigilant in the future.
Once the portal is exposed, what kind of middleman can he still be?
Damn it, you're blocking my path to wealth! I don't care who you are, you have to be taken down!
Upon thinking of this, Niu Bi was immediately filled with malice and prepared to step through the shuttle door, but then he stopped himself.
"This person has a gun, what should we do?"
Niu Bi looked at the rickshaw puller under the locust tree. He knew that if he tried to confront him directly, he would definitely be forced to kneel. He had to think of a way.
After thinking for a long time, Niu Bi still couldn't come up with a good solution.
Just then, the man slowly turned around, his back to Niu Bi.
"Great, I'll let you follow them!"
Upon seeing this, Niu Bi, driven by malice, grabbed a wooden stick and iron hammer from beside the door, stepped over the sliding door, and struck the rickshaw puller on the back of the neck.
Bang bang bang!
Niu Bi struck the rickshaw puller several times in succession, and the rickshaw puller, mouth agape, was unable to speak as his body slowly collapsed to the ground.
How did he appear...?
Zhang Wangcai's hands and feet twitched, and he looked at Niu Bi in disbelief before slowly closing his eyes.
At this moment, he was filled with extreme regret. He had been cautious his whole life, and yet he had lost his life just like that.
"what to do?"
Niu Bi looked at the rickshaw puller lying motionless on the ground. The hammer fell to the ground, and he felt his hands and feet trembling. His vest was covered in sweat and felt icy cold.
I've never even killed a chicken before, but now I've managed to kill a person with a hammer!