Under a bridge in the capital, Wang Xiao Er, as the most hardworking newspaper delivery man and merchant, was riding his little three-wheeled motorcycle, waiting for the arrival of the newspaper heads.
He took a cigarette from one of his colleagues at West Street and saw a white, shabby car driving over on the dusty road with yellow smoke billowing out of it.
The newspaper head, Pipe, was the largest newspaper distributor in the east of the capital. He had more than 30 newspaper delivery men.
As a successful man, he trusted his professional judgment. It was said that the distribution office had sent a new magazine today, but he wasn't in the mood to read it. Since they had given him a conservative quota, he had to give them some face.
He had the ability to buy the goods.
With this thought in mind, Pipe slammed on the brakes and stopped his car in the middle of the area where the dispatchers gathered.
He opened the trunk, and the newspaper delivery men came forward to help him unload the goods.
Opium Pipe took out a cigarette, and Wang Xiao Er lit it up with a lighter.
"Look carefully. Don't get your names mixed up. There is a new magazine today. Same rule. Distribute according to the number of newspaper stands you are in charge of!"
"What?"
"How can this be? Boss, did you check it first? Their new magazine likes to give more than their quota. "
"Yeah, they are all overestimating themselves. They will return to the magazine in a week."
Wang Xiao 'Er's hand trembled. He had just expanded his business to two newspaper stands, and now he had encountered such a situation. It was hard to tell whether it was a blessing or a curse.
Opium Pipe bit the cigarette in his mouth and shouted at his subordinates, "What are you yelling at? What are you shouting for? Do you think I don't care about you? What I want is a low quota. When have I ever cheated you? "
The newspaper delivery men heaved a sigh of relief. If the newspaper stand returned the goods, they would have to share the loss. Wasn't labor cost money?
"Stop talking nonsense. Tell your men to be more diligent. It's already six o 'clock. Hurry up and move the newspapers."
Everyone started to work hard. It didn't take long for the dozens of people to move all the magazines and newspapers in the car.
Countless tricycles left the bridge and scattered in all directions like a tide.
Smoking Pipe spat out the last of his cigarette on the ground, rubbed it with the bottom of his shoe, and closed the trunk of his car, ready to go home and take a nap.
There was a magazine in the back of the cart. Smoking took it out and saw the gift inside the packaging. It was a round red lip gloss.
Heh, I'll take it out later and give it to my wife when I get home. That way, she won't keep asking me to buy those damn expensive cosmetics.
The delicate plastic wrapper was torn open, and the transparent lip gloss fell into Smoking Gun's hand. He casually glanced at the cover of the magazine.
If he remembered correctly, this was the new fashion magazine that was released today. This foreign magazine was rich and powerful. It was a hardcover magazine with gifts, and it only cost 15 yuan per copy.
The amorous feelings of that one glance were forgotten in Jianghu from then on.
Smoking Gun was attracted by the VOGUE magazine in his hand. The colorful lip gloss box in his hand was overshadowed by the model on the cover.
He flipped through the newly released magazine and closed the book with trembling hands. He stared at the cover in front of him without blinking. The large black and white photo gave him an unusual feeling.
It was like he was 18 years old again, when he and his wife, Xing Hua, had spent the summer in the haystack. It was as romantic, comfortable, and passionate.
He had to do something now to be worthy of the face on the cover. Smoking picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, Lao Li? Yes, it's me. The new magazine is V, the black and white fashion magazine. Yes, I've ordered 20 copies for each newsstand, haven't I? "
"I just checked. I have more than 600 newsstands. I want 6,000 more copies in stock."
"No, no, it's not reserved. It's reserved. I want to get the goods as soon as they're sold out."
"You said you have a lot of stock. Don't worry. Okay! I'm counting on you, Lao Li. "
Smoking let out a long breath and hung up the phone. He smiled foolishly at Qin Guan, who was still cold and arrogant. Then he put the lip gloss on Qin Guan's thin lips and stepped on the gas pedal to go home to his wife.
Wang Xiaoer was wiping the sweat off his forehead and pedaling hard on his tricycle. The first newsstand was right in front of him.
The newspaper stand owner, Old Zhang, was removing the baffle from the outside of the kiosk. When he saw the three-wheeled tricycle approaching, he said without turning his head, "Xiao Wang, you can unload the goods first. As usual, I can't free myself here, so I won't be waiting for you."
"Okay!"
Wang Xiao Er responded crisply. He took the first stall's magazine out of the car and placed it in front of the magazine rack outside the pavilion.
If I hurry up, I'll be able to get all the newspapers before the newsstand opens at 7 o 'clock.
Old Zhang used a pair of scissors to cut the nylon ropes of the square-shaped packaging and started to arrange them on the shelves according to their types.
Not long after, this newsstand by the subway entrance would usher in its first sales peak.
Hurrying to work in the city carried their backpacks and breakfast as they walked towards the subway station that they had to take every day.
When passing by the newsstand, many people would stop for a while and pick out some interesting reading material to kill time on their commute that would take more than ten minutes or even dozens of minutes.
"Boss, give me a serving of Rayleigh!" A fashionable young girl took out her wallet and scanned the magazines on the bookshelf.
"Wait, let me have a look." The little girl's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the black and white scenery on the colorful magazine cover.
She took the book from the magazine rack, and the whole picture of VOGUE appeared in front of her.
Among the female stars, Qin Guan's black-and-white photo was the most eye-catching one.
His eyelashes, confused eyes and slightly open lips were all revealing the essence of stunning beauty. His slender neck and beautiful Adam's apple all displayed his masculinity.
"Boss, I want this one. Oh, there's a gift? I'll take two! "
I'll buy one more for the girl in the office. It's the first issue, so I can't miss such a beautiful magazine.
"Thank you. 30 yuan!"
The little girl took out three bills and handed them to the boss. Then, she took out the same book from the bookshelf.
Old Zhang touched his chin thoughtfully. He looked at the empty bookshelf and took out all the VOGUE magazines. Then he took out four magazines and put them on the shelf. That way, passersby would see the black and white amidst the red and green flowers.
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