After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 255 Deer Cry
The inside story of these secondhand clothes is very unsettling.

It even makes me nauseous.

Dongfang Lang once considered giving up on this business.

Zhou Haoran didn't offer any opinion; he let him do whatever he wanted.

Later, Dongfang Lang felt that since he had come all this way, he couldn't leave empty-handed, so he thought he could try starting a second-hand suit business, making sure to source the goods carefully. After all, buying a new suit is too extravagant for college students.

Most students who want to wear suits rent or borrow them.

It was originally a second-hand item.

Zhou Haoran walked around the factory.

I think the management is alright.

Tang Youzhi is a competent factory manager.

The business direction isn't very good.

Putting aside the ethical implications of the secondhand clothing business, the key issue is that it's simply not profitable.

"How are the profits from your factory?"

Zhou Haoran could tell that Tang Youzhi wasn't extremely wealthy; at most, he was just a small business owner.

"It's alright." Tang Youzhi chuckled. "I can make tens of thousands every month, and if I'm lucky, I can make over a hundred thousand."

"And the profit?"

More than half.

"Oh?" Zhou Haoran made a further judgment; his business management skills were indeed quite high. "Such a high profit margin?"

Tang Youzhi said with a smile, "This is foreign garbage, imported under the guise of garbage. I get it for less than a thousand yuan per ton. After processing, a ton of clothes can be sold for more than ten thousand yuan."

"This business is tough, haven't you considered switching to another business?"

Zhou Haoran intended to give him some pointers.

Let him switch tracks.

The business of selling used clothes will get worse and worse in the short term. With the development of the domestic economy and the continuous improvement of people's living standards, the demand for imported foreign used clothes will become lower and lower.

More than a decade later, the situation had basically changed.

Instead of importing secondhand clothes from developed countries, we collect old clothes in China, refurbish and process them in factories, and then ship them to Africa for sale.

You can buy a ton of clothes in China for 3000 yuan and sell them in Africa for 10 or 15 yuan each. A ton of clothes contains about 5000 pieces, so you can make tens of thousands of yuan.

The profit margin is very high.

However, the entire industry is complex and murky, making it inconvenient and risky to operate.

"I dare not exchange them!" Tang Youzhi sighed. "I've wanted to quit a long time ago. The second-hand clothing business isn't as good as it was a few years ago. Now, a large number of handmade clothing workshops have appeared in southern China, and the new clothes they produce only cost a few yuan each."

Zhou Haoran asked, "Why don't you dare to change?"

Tang Youzhi said bitterly, "My father-in-law is very ill and needs dialysis several times a month, which costs 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month. My sister wants to have a kidney transplant, but we need to save up money for that too."

"Kidney transplant?"

Zhou Haoran looked serious. Given the current level of medical care in China, kidney transplant surgery is not only expensive but also carries high risks.

Tang Youzhi nodded and sighed, "He's had uremia for seven or eight years. It's only because my financial situation is good that I can find the best doctors and go to the best hospitals. But the doctor also said that if he continues like this for another three or four years, he'll be finished."

Zhou Haoran asked in a deep voice, "Which hospital is Mr. Tang in?"

Tang Youzhi said, "Huashan Hospital affiliated with Fudan University."

Zhou Haoran glanced at Dongfang Lang, "You're from Fudan University too!"

"what?"

Dongfang Lang was slightly taken aback.

Zhou Haoran asked, "Do you have any connections at Fudan University School of Medicine?"

Dongfang Lang was speechless. "We're not even from the same campus, we've never met."

Zhou Haoran said calmly, "Kidneys are a scarce resource. Even if a kidney donor is available, it's not guaranteed that you'll get one. Huashan Hospital is managed by Fudan University. We don't know anyone at the hospital. If we go directly to the president of Fudan, it should be helpful."

"Isn't it?"

Dongfang Lang was stunned.

Qiao Nuo, also a graduate of Fudan University, was equally astonished, feeling that her mentor was exaggerating too much.

"Uncle, do you have a solution?"

Tang Youzhi, however, was filled with anticipation, his voice trembling.

That's his biological father.

Even the slightest hope is enough to motivate him to give his all.

Zhou Haoran held up three fingers. "First, I'll try to contact the president of Fudan University to see if we can get a kidney donor. Second, I'll go to Huashan Hospital to visit Mr. Tang tomorrow morning."

"Thank you! Uncle, thank you so much!"

Tang Youzhi was so excited that tears almost streamed down his face as he tightly gripped his hand.

"Third, think carefully about what other businesses you can start." Zhou Haoran looked around the factory. "Your factory is running quite well, but it's too small. You can only earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. How can you have the confidence to be a writer like Mr. Honglou?"

Tang Youzhi seized the opportunity and quickly said, "Uncle...Master, please give me your guidance!"

"Think about it first. If you still don't understand, I'll teach you."

Zhou Haoran spoke with great energy.

The aura he exuded truly transcended his age, making it seem as if this eighteen-year-old was actually the uncle of Director Tang, who was over forty.

Speaking of which, Grandpa Zhang from the alley is of a higher generation!

Zhou Haoran calls him Grandpa Zhang, but in reality, he is the one who inherited his mantle, essentially a disciple.

Grandpa Zhang is of the same generation as the previous generation of great scholars.

Zhou Haoran really got a great deal.

Because the previous generation's great master, Tang Jishan, was equivalent to his senior martial uncle.

The title of "Master" was not passed down through generations.

That's a proper way to say the tradition has been passed down!

Leave from the garment factory.

Dongfang Lang couldn't help but ask, "Are you really going to see the principal?"

Zhou Haoran said "hmm".

"do you know?"

Dongfang Lang felt there was a world of difference between them.

"By using connections."

Zhou Haoran has this confidence.

The president of Fudan University is surnamed Yang and is a nuclear physicist.

Like Dean Cheng of the School of Computer Science, he is a science and engineering major.

They're all academicians. Zhou Haoran doesn't know President Yang, but he can ask Dean Cheng to pass on a message.

Then Principal Yang gave the order to the medical school.

Give me a backdoor.

We need to find a suitable kidney donor for Tang Youzhi's father as soon as possible.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Dongfang Lang hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "You've already helped so much right from the start..."

Zhou Haoran understood what he meant and chuckled, "Didn't you hear him keep calling me 'Little Uncle'? Do you think I'm an uncle for nothing?"

Ji Yingyang, sitting in the back row, said firmly, "This Factory Director Tang is very sincere; you can tell. He's also quite capable, and he manages the factory very well. It's worth helping someone like him."

Zhou Haoran sighed, "They're all old friends from the Dream of the Red Chamber."

……

Huashan Hospital has several types of wards, including day wards, general wards, wards for high-ranking officials, wards for foreign guests, and wards for high-ranking officials to recuperate.

There are two situations in which one can be admitted to a VIP ward.

Either the level is high enough.

Either pay more.

Mr. Tang Taihua, 69 years old this year, is also staying in a bright and sunny ward for high-ranking officials because his family is relatively wealthy. The ward has two rooms: an inner bedroom and an outer room for receiving guests.

He has three children.

The eldest and second eldest are both sons, and the youngest is a girl.

Early this morning, Tang Youzhi called his younger brother and sister over.

My younger brother and sister both work in the public sector, and their income is not high.

The main expenses were borne by Tang Youzhi, the eldest brother, who is undoubtedly a filial and responsible elder brother.

Tang Youzhi announced some good news.

He said he knew the great man.

Mr. Da said he was willing to help find a kidney donor for his father!
As a result, his younger siblings didn't even know what "Master Da" was.

My younger brother is a researcher and has never paid attention to anything outside his window since he was a child.

The younger sister is even stranger.

With that aloof and solitary personality, no one dared to provoke him.

Tang Youzhi knew that if he wanted to take over the position of Mr. Honglou, his younger brother and sister had no chance; he had to rely on himself. So he didn't explain much, but just smiled and said, "Mr. Honglou is Dad's junior brother. When he comes, we can just call him Uncle. He said he can help us find a kidney donor through the president of Fudan University! If he says he can, he definitely can!"

The younger siblings became happy.

If a kidney is available, a transplant can be performed.

The father's life can then be extended further.

Without a kidney transplant, at best, he only has five or six years left to live.

If it's a kidney transplant, it could take ten or twenty years!
But a kidney transplant costs a lot of money.

My younger brother said he had 2 yuan in his hands, and if he sold the house provided by his work unit, he could raise 20 yuan.

Tang Youzhi disagreed.

His sister said he had 5 yuan on him.

Tang Youzhi disagreed, saying that this was the down payment she had saved by scrimping and saving to buy a house.

"I'll figure out the money!" Tang Youzhi was a good older brother. "Don't worry about money. The master has already said he's willing to give me some pointers on business. We don't need to worry about money anymore! Now we just need to see if we can find a kidney donor as soon as possible!"

After half an hour.

Zhou Haoran arrived, along with Ji Yingyang.

One was carrying a fruit basket, and the other was holding a bouquet of flowers.

The two appeared in the same frame at the same time.

They really do have a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

"Uncle!" Tang Youzhi greeted him warmly, and said happily, "President Ji, you're here too."

Ji Yingyang said very politely, "I've come to visit Mr. Tang."

Tang Youzhi, full of anticipation, said, "Please come in! Please come in!"

Zhou Haoran entered the ward.

Entering the reception room, through the glass door, one could see a pale and thin old man lying on a hospital bed in the inner room, seemingly asleep.

There was also a man and a woman in the reception room.

The man was refined and looked like a scholar, wearing thick glasses and with disheveled hair... Zhou Haoran was very familiar with this feeling. Many people in big internet companies were like this. Was he in R&D?
Another woman...

Ho!
What an absolute beauty!
I thought Ji Yingyang was quite beautiful, but compared to this beauty, she paled in comparison.

Tang Youzhi introduced, "This is my younger brother, Tang Siqi. He is a researcher at the Chemical Engineering Institute. Siqi, this is Mr. Zhou Haoran, you should call him Uncle."

Tang Siqi hesitated for a moment, then called out woodenly, "Uncle."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I'm young, so let's each talk our own way. You can just call me 'Haoran'."

"That won't do! That won't do!"

Tang Youzhi disagreed with everything he said.

This older brother also had a lot of authority. Tang Siqi said politely, "Uncle, please sit down. I have some tea here. Would you like some?"

"No, no, thank you."

Zhou Haoran politely declined; there was no reason to come to the hospital for tea. However, the ward was quite nice, with a genuine leather sofa and a coffee table—perfect for working or holding meetings; truly a VIP ward.

"This is my sister... sigh!" Tang Youzhi continued introducing her, but then noticed her turn to leave. His expression changed slightly, and he quickly called out to her, "Luming, where are you going?"

"Toilet!"

The voice was clear and crisp, but somewhat impatient.

"The restroom is here!"

"I'm going outside!"

"This one……"

Tang Youzhi looked embarrassed and somewhat flustered, unable to do anything about his younger sister.

"Her name is Tang Luming? That's a very nice name."

Zhou Haoran could sense the aloofness and coldness emanating from her, as if he had offended her.

Tang Youzhi said, "No, Luming is my nickname at home. My real name is Tang Shiyi."

Zhou Haoran nodded secretly.

Thinking to myself, Mr. Tang, lying on the hospital bed, seemed to have attended a private school in his childhood and was quite cultured. His formal name was very poetic, and even his nickname was so charming.

and many more!

Zhou Haoran suddenly realized something, his eyes widening as he asked, "What's her name? Tang Shiyi?"

(End of this chapter)