Wang Anquan had always listened to Cheng Zhu, considering him a reliable younger brother.
But no matter what, everyone is an independent individual.
If you ask him to do something, he might do it. If you teach him how to behave, he might not grasp it immediately.
He had always admired Cheng Zhu because he felt that Cheng Zhu had an indescribable vigor from a young age.
Brother Zhu was quite wild in his ways, and his temperament was also carefree.
However, when it came to love life, Brother Zhu, you've only had a first love, and it didn't end particularly well.
Although you appeared nonchalant and could easily let go, it still lacked some persuasive power.
Thus, Wang Anquan was still somewhat unconvinced internally.
Out of respect for the leader, Wang Anquan did not directly contradict him to avoid embarrassing Cheng Zhu.
He simply changed the subject and asked about the schedule for this trip to Guan Yun County and specifically what they were going to do there.
Cheng Zhu could tell that he didn't want to talk about Chen Rongrong anymore, and he was happy to save his words.
Pubescent boys are somewhat rebellious; it isn't something a few words can just cast aside their naïve love.
They're all stubborn kids in love.
For this situation, he just needed to be more cautious.
For him, it was easy to handle.
At worst, he would sacrifice himself a little and then find an opportunity to show Wang Anquan exactly how Chen Rongrong was throwing herself at him, Brother Zhu.
He would wake up to reality all at once and might even mature from the experience.
Of course, the premise is that he knew Wang Anquan was not the kind of person blind to the favors he received. Some people really are blind to goodwill and even lack basic reasoning; he wouldn't hate the girl for it; he would choose to hate his own brother.
Cheng Zhu blew a bubble with the gum in his mouth before saying, "This time we're inspecting the 'local specialties' of Guan Yun County."
Speaking of which, when Wanzhou learned that Cheng Zhu was going on a long trip today, he specially reminded him, "Remember to bring me some local specialties when you come back."
Cheng Zhu agreed immediately but, fearing he would open the doors to a new world of women's fashion for him, added, "Promise me, learn to share with others and consume it together with others."
Which left Wanzhou perplexed.
At this moment, Wang Anquan wondered, "Is it something edible?"
Cheng Zhu didn't keep him guessing and softly said, "It's QQ lingerie."
A few simple words, but they caused a cosmic explosion in Wang Anquan's mind.
His feeling at that moment was as if his body was sitting inside a bullet train but his soul was outside.
"I... fuck!" he was utterly stupefied.
He had always thought Brother Zhu was wildly imaginative, but he hadn't expected this level of wild!
For a young teenager like Wang Anquan, who had never even held a girl's hand or gone to a spa, this stuff was too taboo, too far from himself.
His impression of such products might still reside in a few 'teachers' in his computer's hard drive.
Wang Anquan suddenly felt that this trip to Guan Yun was fucking awesome, even somewhat legendary.
In the scorching summer sun, Cheng Zhu, with several transfers, finally arrived at their destination.
He was planning to first inspect three factories.
These three factories were carefully selected by him online.
It is 2014 now, and some progressive factories already knew how to do business on the internet.
While some conservative ones were still playing with the old business models.
Comparatively speaking, Cheng Zhu preferred to cooperate with factories open to new things.
"It's still 2014, and many factories are reluctant to do 'dropshipping.'"
"But I need this service; it can significantly reduce costs."
All along the way, Wang Anquan was excited, speaking with flushed cheeks now and then.
But as they were about to reach the first factory, he started to feel inexplicably nervous, very nervous.
Even though he was just a sidekick, just here to assist, he felt his body stiffening and his palms sweating.
Cheng Zhu noticed Wang Anquan's unusualness but didn't mind it.
Nowadays, many students are too well-protected by their families.
Not to mention coming out to do business, even going to the market to buy vegetables, or shopping in a store, they dare not bargain.
Some even became a bit socially anxious, losing basic social skills.
Look at university orientations, if they have to go on stage for self-introductions, how many can do it confidently?
If they can't even introduce themselves, let alone do business and interact outwardly.
He sat in the back seat and glanced at Cheng Zhu in the passenger seat.
In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Cheng Zhu had already chatted up the cab driver and gotten a good grasp of many aspects of Guan Yun.
You know, the cab driver is a great source of information; it's good to make use of it.
Wang Anquan felt somewhat inferior inside, admiring Cheng Zhu even more.
As the car approached the factory entrance, this factory wasn't very large, it didn't even have a gatekeeper.
The cab driver asked, "Should I stop here or drive in?"
"Drive in," Cheng Zhu immediately said.
It's fucking hot, and he even resented walking that short distance.
Moreover, since he was here to buy goods, as a financial backer, he needed to show the style of a financial backer.
If you're timid even when spending money, who else would they rip off but you?
After getting out of the car, Wang Anquan looked around a bit then dared not look inside any further, only sneaking peeks.
Inside the factory, workers were busy.
You could see some semi-finished products and some finished products.
While Wang Anquan dared not even look, Cheng Zhu was already wandering inside, and directly... started handling things.
"Why is Brother Zhu directly picking things up to look at, and looking so closely! What is he rubbing there?" Wang Anquan was already feeling embarrassed.
Cheng Zhu was feeling the fabric with his hands, experiencing the texture.
With his actions, it was hard not to attract the factory people's attention.
A middle-aged man immediately came over and took a serious look at Cheng Zhu.
There was no helping it, this young man's behavior was quite peculiar, most importantly— he looked slick!
"These days, public security is not bad, he wouldn't be a hoodlum here to cause trouble, right?"
"And his accomplice, standing outside not coming in, a pretty solid figure, and keeps looking around, like he's keeping watch."
"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man walked over and asked, his attitude was not particularly warm.
Cheng Zhu was not surprised by this, after all, he was too young. He put down the product in his hand which he disdained for being too old-fashioned and asked, "Boss?"
"I came to check the goods; I called you a few days ago, do you remember?" said Cheng Zhu.
Speaking of which, he hadn't gotten through to one of the factories and he somewhat forgot which one hadn't answered the phone.
But he didn't care, he just said it.
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned upon hearing this. But seeing his slick appearance, it closely matched his image of their customer demographic.
He didn't know why, but he felt young man looked exactly like someone who would use their products.
"The retail is a bit more expensive," the boss directly said.
"I'm into e-commerce," Cheng Zhu also said directly.
Wang Anquan stood outside in the scorching sun until Cheng Zhu couldn't stand it anymore and waved at him to come to a shady spot.
By the time Wang Anquan scurried over, his Brother Zhu was already standing outside in the shade smoking with the factory boss.
There's no smoking inside a clothing factory.
At that moment, Cheng Zhu, while puffing smoke, started to entice the factory boss, bargaining in various ways.
"Buddy, our profit margins aren't that high; bargaining , there's no point in this deal," the factory boss took a puff of his cigarette, looking quite distressed.
"You also saw the quality of our goods, they are very good; you get what you pay for," the factory boss indicated inside with his hand holding the cigarette.
Cheng Zhu, however, waved his hand and said, "I don't need good quality; I want good texture."
"The fuck good quality is useless; recently a customer left a bad review on my shop, saying no matter how they tore it, it wouldn't rip. You tell me, isn't that fucking crazy?" Cheng Zhu feigned anger as he bluffed.
The factory boss looked at him, this time really believing him—this young man actually turned out to be an experienced QQ e-commerce person.
Wang Anquan stood to the side, feeling as if the smoking duo were blowing smoke right onto his face, and he couldn't help thinking, how the fuck am I so confused by all this?