Yu Zhou did not expect that the two of them would take him away and then cooperate with each other.
After all, although he was only an intermediary in this matter, both Qin Siyue and Song Qing had a good impression of him.
Even they felt that if Yu Zhou were given time, it would not be impossible for him to reach a certain height in the future.
If people like this were to cooperate, there must be integrity, because once you truly offended him, someone like him who had risen from the bottom would be fearless. Then, capsizing in the gutter was something no one would want to see.
Therefore, after Yu Zhou told Song Qing the news and his analysis, he left Tailong Light Industry.
This time, he paid over 20,000 yuan at Tailong Light Industry. Logically, if he used this money to buy a few more subscription certificates, he would have made more money.
However, he was too lazy to do such things now, mainly because he didn't want to attract attention.
After all, to the outside world, he only had three sets, and they had already been targeted by those people. There were quite a few people who wanted to take over the subscription certificates in his hands.
If he continued, it might not be impossible that he would not give Qin Siyue face.
After all, he was just Qin Siyue's friend, not her spokesperson or front man.
He had always had a clear understanding of his position.
Ten sets was already the limit he could get. Any more would attract too much attention and make it difficult to stay safe.
So, he left some couplets, calendars, and desk calendars, and prepared to set up a stall in the square again.
Before the Spring Festival, he still had to find something to do, right?
Especially in the eyes of his family and relatives, if he did nothing, he would be in trouble.
The matter of subscription certificates must not be told to others, because before the results were out, no one knew if it would be a profit or a loss.
As many old people would say, it was gambling. If you, at such a young age, did not learn to do good, and went gambling, weren't you asking for a beating?
His old man, although much gentler now, had a fiery temper when he was young.
He called Wu Dabiao, and the two of them pushed their three-wheeled cart and went back to their old business.
It could be said that the previous lottery had indeed brought them some reputation.
As soon as they went to the square, many of the stall owners who had been there before surrounded them.
Some offered cigarettes, and others exchanged pleasantries.
They all knew that this kid had made some money recently, but he hadn't set up a stall for more than half a month. Now that he was back, they naturally wanted to inquire about the situation.
However, what these bosses did not expect was that Yu Zhou had come up with new tricks this time.
Stylish desk calendars, wall calendars, and electronic couplets.
These items were definitely in short supply in Jiangbei.
No matter who saw them, they would be tempted. Some stall owners even started to consider whether to bring some home.
It should be known that wall calendars might still be very common in this era, but desk calendars, especially electronic couplets, were almost unique in Jiangbei.
When people pasted couplets, they were mostly handwritten by old literati on red paper.
And those old masters sometimes accepted a pack of cigarettes, and sometimes received some loose items, but they didn't charge money.
However, manufactured couplets were completely different from handwritten couplets.
In fact, it wasn't that one was better than the other. Even in Yu Zhou's mind, these electronic couplets did not have much charm. If it were him, he would prefer handwritten couplets.
But these new things that had just come out, coupled with the fact that the characters on these couplets were golden and had patterns, made it completely different.
In the morning, Yu Zhou and Wu Dabiao were almost non-stop. One was collecting money, and the other was going back to get goods.
After several trips, they even earned more than they did during the lottery.
Looking at the shining banknotes, Yu Zhou, despite being tired and busy, felt warm inside.
"Brother! We made a fortune today."
Wu Dabiao behind him was also very happy, even though his brother was tired. In the morning, when they went to pick up goods, Wu Dabiao did most of the work.
Yu Zhou only made two trips, but he had made four trips with the three-wheeled cart.
But he was still happy because this was genuine money-making, completely different from those vague things like subscription certificates.
"Are you satisfied with this? I'm telling you, the things I asked you to hide well can make you a millionaire. This little money is nothing."
Yu Zhou also rarely smiled and said to him.
But, to be honest, even if a large stack of cash was placed in front of him, Yu Zhou did not feel as happy as he did today, busy and earning money.
Perhaps people are just masochistic. The more they earn, the more they miss the days when they worked hard and diligently.
He had expected to make a lot of money after being reborn into the early nineties.
However, he did not expect everything to go so smoothly. Both Qin Siyue and Song Qing could be considered benefactors on his path forward.
And their help allowed him to quickly cross class boundaries. Who could refuse such temptation?
"Brother! Ask sister-in-law to stew some meat tonight! I'm craving it."
Wu Dabiao, chuckling foolishly, started making demands.
Before, when he followed Yu Zhou, he had never made any demands.
But now it was different. His brother was making money, and the money he earned could afford a meal of meat, which was just a drop in the bucket.
Therefore, Wu Dabiao, who was craving meat, was not polite to his brother and said it directly and without hesitation.
"Okay! After we finish in the afternoon, we'll get a piece and take it back for your sister-in-law to stew."
Seeing Wu Dabiao like this, Yu Zhou was also very happy.
He had always treated this simple-minded brother as his own younger brother. He had no brothers of his own, but Wu Dabiao was definitely the kind of friend who would give everything for him.
"Okay..."
Hearing this, Wu Dabiao became even more motivated, and even worked harder.
"You're back again? Did you lose all the money you made before? Pay the stall fee."
However, just as they were about to pack up, the group of thugs who had caused trouble in front of their stall before appeared again.
Lao Jiu was first stunned, and then a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face.
He was back to set up a stall, which meant that Yu Zhou must have lost all the money he had made before. If that was the case, wouldn't he get back all the grievances he had suffered from him?
Today, Lao Jiu had brought more than a dozen younger brothers.
Even with Wu Dabiao around, he was not afraid at all.
It would be an insult to himself not to beat them up for the grievances he had suffered.