Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 395

Meng Haisheng got several million from Hou Bingde at one time, so he naturally couldn't keep the money in the bank.

In his opinion, if the money was kept in the bank, it would depreciate, and exchanging it for antiques was the best way to invest at the moment.

So after returning from Lin Jiangchun's house, Meng Haisheng called Ajie.

"Ajie, I need a lot of foreign exchange here. Do you have any solution?"

"Brother, let's not contact each other in the future. When you contact me, you are giving me problems."

"Okay, then sell all your TVs in Pengcheng."

Meng Haisheng's smiling voice came from the phone, and Ajie felt that he was being strangled.

Now the second-hand TV business in Pengcheng is not easy to do. Meng Haisheng's TV, which costs 450 yuan per unit in Beijing, has no market in Pengcheng at all. He now relies on Meng Haisheng to help him get rid of all the TVs in his hands.

If Meng Haisheng doesn't help, he will lose money on the contract he signed with foreign countries, which will cost dozens of containers a month in the second half.

Although Meng Haisheng had reminded Ajie to pay attention to the changes in the domestic TV market.

But he still underestimated the development of the domestic economy, or he underestimated the development of Pengcheng's economy.

Now more and more people can get second-hand TVs from abroad, and the prices have been smashed almost overnight.

The reason why the price of TVs near Beijing has not dropped so much is that only a few people can get train cars.

If you use a car to transport to Beijing, the cost and risk are not something that everyone can afford.

"No, Brother Meng, we two brothers don't need to be so polite. How much foreign currency do you want? I'll think of a way."

"My foreign currency can be clean. I have a trading company in Pengcheng. We have to go through the accounts."

"That's easy. I heard that you have a clothing factory in Beijing. Then I will use the account of processing materials. Recently, my father didn't know where he got the order from, and he processed clothes for several Hong Kong businessmen."

"Master Zhou changed his career quickly?"

"It was because you imported sewing machines last time. My father felt that the prices in Hong Kong were so high, and he would definitely have business to do, so he also imported some I want some sewing machines for processing materials."

"It's useless for him to ask for foreign currency, so I'll give it to you."

"Okay, we'll follow the normal exchange rate."

"Don't worry, I won't cheat you."

"The current exchange rate is 1 US dollar for 3.45 yuan, just give me some handling fees, and I'll make money from your invoice."

"Okay, but there is one thing, the US dollars exchanged must be legal and compliant, so that no one can find any problems."

Meng Haisheng trusts Master Zhou very much in this aspect, but Ajie is a shrewd kid with many connections, so Meng Haisheng has to give him a few more words.

"Change as much foreign currency as you can first, and I'll have someone send it directly to Beijing for you."

"Change 500,000 first, I need to buy a lot of things recently."

Ajie on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes when he heard Meng Haisheng asking for 500,000 foreign currency.

"Brother, why can't you be more low-key? Do you know how much is in the 500,000 foreign currency package?"

"I'll send you 200,000 first, and then 300,000 after a while."

"Okay, but you have to be quick and don't make me wait too long."

"I know."

Meng Haisheng hung up Ajie's phone call and leaned back in the study, thinking about the treasures he had seen in the auction house in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Meng Haisheng remembered what he brought back from the small western-style building.

He was busy as soon as he came back, and he didn't even look at those treasures carefully.

He had to sort out all the antiques, calligraphy and paintings, including those medical books, when he had time. He had to find out whether these antiques, calligraphy and paintings were real or fake.

Meng Haisheng was busy investing and buying antiques, while Hou Bingde was busy with the TV. His brain was about to explode.

"Director Wang, then it's settled. I'll prepare 10 TV sets for you and me."

"Okay, let's have a drink together some other day."

Hou Bingde hung up the phone, his face darker than the bottom of a pot.

Others always begged him to do things, but Hou Bingde never begged anyone.

Now, he has used all the connections he can mobilize, and only sold less than 100 TV sets. Now he still has more than 8,000.

The price of a TV set is not cheap. Hou Bingde wants to sell it to public institutions, and all of them are 600 per set.

Although the price of a second-hand TV set is nearly half of that of a new one, no matter which public institution it is, it can't afford so many TV sets.

Even if you make up a pretext, you have to make it work.

Just like the factory union, it's good to have one TV set, you can't put three in a small room.

If anyone really dares to do thisIf you do it, you are really crazy. You want to go to jail.

"What a bad luck."

Hou Bingde smashed the phone at hand when he got angry.

With a clang, the red TV was smashed into pieces by Hou Bingde.

He was really upset by this loss.

"What's wrong? You are so hot-tempered at your age."

Hou Bingcheng just walked to the door of the room and heard the noise inside. He pushed the door open and saw that Hou Bingde had smashed the phone. He couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Hou Bingde saw Hou Bingcheng enter the study and immediately put away his anger.

Hou Bingde was obviously a few years younger than Hou Bingcheng, but his big bald head made him look a few years older than Hou Bingcheng.

Hou Bingcheng was wearing a neat suit and his hair was combed meticulously. Although he was not young, he was well maintained. If he did not tell his age, others would think he was only in his 40s.

Hou Bingcheng sat on the sofa slowly, and a servant immediately came into the study, brought a bowl of tea, and took away the broken phone on the ground.

The door of the study was closed, and Hou Bingde came forward to speak.

"Brother, can you give me a few days? I am a little tight on money recently."

"Are you a little tight? I heard that you have millions of TVs in the warehouse and can't sell them."

"Now I am looking for someone to sell the TV in my hand."

Hou Bingcheng picked up the teacup and took a sip. There was no word of blame in his voice, but it made Hou Bingde feel uneasy.

"I was cheated. The grandson of the Shi family who just came back is called Meng Haisheng. He dug a trap for me. I have no choice now. I can't go to the Shi family."

Hou Bingde almost gritted his teeth to say the three words Meng Haisheng. He was used to being domineering in Beijing. He had never suffered such a big loss.

"Then tell me how Meng Haisheng, a sophomore student, cheated you."

Hou Bingcheng naturally found out the matter before coming.

Now let Hou Bingde say it himself, just to humiliate him and let him remember it.

He is already old, but he can still be cheated by a sophomore student, which shows that he is not suitable for business.