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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Three Good Guys and Bad Guys

After hearing Wang Junpeng’s rash talk, Xu Jie frowned, thinking about the gains and losses... This is a civilized war of death. If the quality of life declines, it can only be forced to endure it. Humans cannot surrender to aliens.

After a while, he was injected with chicken blood and shouted loudly: "I'm afraid of losing quality of life! At worst, I can repair my phone for free! Don't I have a lot of savings? As long as I don't starve to death, what's there to be afraid of? Let's go and donate!"

Wang Junpeng was speechless. After working with this roommate for a long time, he would find that this guy was heartless and didn't have that much of his mind about making money. He was not as passionate about money as he was...

In this repair shop, he had to worry about many things, otherwise the business would have been unable to continue.

To put it nicely, it is generous, and to put it badly, it is actually a fool type who can be slaughtered.

"If I hadn't met me, Wang Junpeng, this guy would have gone bankrupt long ago or had been squeezed out by someone... Damn, why am I so kind?"

His eyes flashed and he said softly: "What, the price of daily necessities in the supermarket has not been adjusted significantly... When I just bought seasonings in the supermarket, the price did not seem to have risen a lot..."

"what?"

Wang Junpeng clapped his hands, "By the way, this must be the case! In order to reduce the rebound strength of ordinary people, this price adjustment will definitely progress step by step and will not come up all at once... but the final price increase will definitely increase."

"Can we buy a large amount of daily necessities, especially some light luxury goods, and then sell them to the public after the price increases for a while? Anyway... the government has not banned this kind of thing, right? Some private transactions are not illegal."

Xu Jie was surprised. This guy dared to even pull out the government's wool?

He said loudly: "You are crazy and you dare to make money from the national crisis! No, I will never go. Even if it is more expensive in the future, it will never be possible to starve us to death. It is nothing to reserve something for yourself, but resell it... forget it!"

"If you resell these things, you will be arrested by the government, right?"

“…”

Wang Junpeng was silent for a while, and felt a little hesitant.

This kind of thing does have certain risks.

But he felt that the risk was still controllable. Think about it carefully. With a size of 500,000 people in the entire civilization, what is it that he can buy more now? It is impossible that he can only buy more by himself.

“…There is no such thing in law, right?”

"The size of 500,000 people is equivalent to a small and medium-sized city. Now everyone's salary is generally not high and the prices are not high. A light luxury product, one person spends 40-500 yuan a month, which adds up to 200 million yuan."

"The money in my hands is less than 200,000 yuan. Even if I spend all of it, it will only account for less than one thousandth of the entire civilization. Moreover, as long as I diversify my investment, there should be no big waves..."

"Just wait a few months, the price doubles before selling it, and you can earn 200,000 or 300,000 directly!"

By doing this, it’s like picking up money on the ground, much faster than repairing a mobile phone!

Wang Junpeng panted heavily. He felt that he could not miss this opportunity to make a fortune.

As if he saw the idea in Wang Junpeng's mind, Xu Jie shrank his neck and persuaded: "Lao Peng, you'd better not mess around. Think about it, if our entire civilization is defeated, do you think aliens will be polite to you? What's the use of money then? A ball of waste paper! Even if you make money, you can't spend it."

"No, if you lose the battle, the money is really useless!"

Wang Junpeng raised his head and said loudly: "But what if it is defeated? Our entire civilization will usher in a period of rapid development! Wouldn't money be useful at that time? If you don't catch this opportunity to make money, what opportunities will there be?"

"No, I will not pay such wealth in the national crisis... I advise you not to do it either." Xu Jie shook his head and said with a little contempt: "Not only do it, I also have to donate money!"

He felt that this friend was a little strange. In his opinion, what a big deal to make less money? Is this kind of thing possible?

Anyway, Xu Jie absolutely won’t do it!

"This is the national crisis?! This is investment. Do you understand investment?" Wang Junpeng couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He defended angrily: "I didn't hurt anyone at all, dazzle, stupid!"

Xu Jie is not stupid either. As an intellectual, how could he be so easily fooled? He said sarcastically: "Yes, it really did not hurt a specific person, but it hurts the whole! If you buy a lot of things to stock, the price of the entire material will rise faster! The government has to produce more daily necessities, which invisibly compresses the space for developing weapons."

"If you don't call it a national crisis, what else can you call it?"

"I'm not fucking colluding with aliens, nor corruption. What's the point of making money from the national crisis?! I just had the foresight to reserve some supplies!"

"Why don't I go to reserve? You're smart?"

"Because you're stupid!"

Two good friends who had been hibernating for a long time finally started to make a fuss at this moment.

The two were debated red-faced, and no one could convince each other...

After arguing for half an hour, Wang Junpeng said angrily: "Then let it go, go to your Yangguan Road, I will walk on my single-plank bridge! Give me 150,000 yuan from the basic household, and this store will belong to you. I will stop working, you can do it yourself!"

In a year and a half, plus the first person to take the lead, he made a total of 300,000 yuan. It was reasonable for the two to split half of the money, and no one took advantage of each other.

"If you don't do it, don't do it. I owe you!" Xu Jie jumped up and angrily: "Wang Junpeng, who drafted the uncle, even if you become a billionaire in the future, I will still look down on you! Because I will donate today!"

"Even if I go bankrupt, I'm still nobler than you!"

"Hold!"

With a snap, Wang Junpeng kicked a stool irritably and left angrily.

He also knew that there was something wrong with doing this, but now he was angry and impulsive, and he urgently needed a victory to prove his wisdom.

There are not a few people like Wang Junpeng. There is absolutely no shortage of smart people on Earth Age, but most people will be like Xu Jie, even if they know, they are unwilling to do it.

However, the new civilization is not perfect, and there will always be so few speculators.

When entering the supermarket, Wang Junpeng found that the traffic inside increased by more than 30% compared to usual. Fortunately, ordinary people in the Earth Age eat uniformly in various canteens. The bagged rice and flour in the supermarket are not very popular, so there is no large-scale buying trend.

Basically everyone believes that the government cannot starve them to death. However, there are still some people buying light luxury goods such as instant noodles, sausages, seasonings, snacks, cosmetics, etc.

These living supplies can significantly improve the quality of life, but they are not real necessities. Due to the limited productivity and high prices in the spacecraft, they can be regarded as light luxury. Wang Junpeng’s goal this time is these things.
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