Chapter 8

"Brother, is this really necessary?"

Maitreya's eyes darted around, trying to hide his true intentions, and he put on a brave front, "Don't you trust your big brother?"

"It's not a matter of trust, but of business rules."

Tang Hao didn't even look at Maitreya. He had already identified the problem with this batch of machines and had a plan in mind. He asked deliberately, "Is there really a problem with this batch of machines?"

"No, absolutely not."

Maitreya was still making bold claims, but soon his tone changed, "But I don't know the specifics. These machines are from my fellow townsman. He asked me to sell them, and I haven't tested them myself."

"Then let's test them."

Tang Hao was unconcerned. Was he still lying? Was he still trying to dodge?

He opened the machines, and the small multimeter came in handy again. A quick test revealed that the motherboard was faulty. To pinpoint the exact issue, a detailed test was needed, but he didn't have the time or the inclination. If he had the time, he would rather go back to the processing plant and make a few more screens.

He opened another one, and it had the same problem.

The third one was no different.

"The motherboard is burned out."

Tang Hao gave this result, not bothering to reassemble the three machines he had opened. He tossed them into a bag and feigned regret, "Brother Zhang, you've been cheated by your fellow townsman."

"Ah!"

Maitreya looked very surprised and angry, "How dare he cheat me, hm... I'll go settle accounts with him later. But Brother, what should Brother Zhang do? I've already paid him, and he definitely won't acknowledge it."

"500 per unit, no change, I'll give you 26,000."

Maitreya gritted his teeth, "600."

"Then you keep them."

"550?"

Maitreya put on a pitiful look, grabbing Tang Hao who was about to leave, "We've known each other for a year, just add 50."

"I always do business this way."

"Deal, 26,000 it is."

"I don't have that much money right now. I'll give you 6,000 first, and the remaining 20,000 in three days."

"Brother, you can't be like this, can you?"

"Then I can't help it. I'm short on cash recently."

"6,000 now, 20,000 in three days."

"Sure."

"Alright, deal."

There's no denying it, Tang Hao is a cunning businessman.

Not necessarily. Maitreya clearly knew there was a problem with this batch of machines and was intentionally trying to rip off Tang Hao. If the deal had been made without testing, and problems were found later, Maitreya would likely deny everything and claim he knew nothing.

For such a person, you shouldn't show any mercy. You should cut him down, and if possible, even rub salt in the wound. Tang Hao did just that. He counted out 6,000 from the 10,000 he had, took the machines, and muttered softly, as if on purpose or by accident, "The capacitors are probably burned out. Replace them, and it should work."

"This... this..."

Maitreya was so close; how could he not hear it? His smug expression vanished, and he turned red with anger, almost unable to catch his breath.

This was truly infuriating, enough to make someone spit blood!

Being able to refurbish machines isn't impressive, and being able to repair them isn't impressive either.

Tang Hao didn't claim to be impressive, but coincidentally, he was skilled at repairing machines. So this time, he made a fortune. He could almost say that with just a bit of time and less than 10,000 in materials and parts, he could turn 53 old iPhones 3 into 53 brand new ones worth 2,300 each.

To make nearly 100,000 in profit in such a short time...

He could have sold them for around 80,000, but now he's left with less than 30,000. Thinking about how Tang Hao made around 100,000, the difference was something Maitreya couldn't accept.

A person like him would never think well of others; he only cared about his own interests. So his anger was justified, and he wished he could tear Tang Hao apart and drink his blood. Unfortunately, it was too late, and his anger and regret were futile.

In Tang Hao's eyes, evil must be met with evil. Since the other party acted unjustly first, he wasn't to blame.

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Processing screens, refurbishing, repairing machines!

Day and night, Tang Hao only slept for less than four hours a day. The rest of the time, he spent in the processing plant, working tirelessly. But every time he handed over a machine to Li Shijie and received a stack of red bills in return, he felt incredibly fulfilled.

In just one week, he repaired the 53 machines from Maitreya. As he had guessed, the problem was just a burned-out capacitor or a resistor. Replacing these and processing the cracked screens, then fitting them with new cases, he could sell them for 2,300 each.

53 machines, earning over 90,000, could be considered a significant windfall. To keep his promise and maintain his business credibility, he returned the money to Maitreya on time, and the look on Maitreya's face was incredibly satisfying.

For a whole year, he had endured countless taunts and ridicule, which made him extremely angry. Now, he finally got a small revenge, venting his anger.

With the money, his first action was to pay his brother 30,000 to settle the debt.

Over the years, he had asked his brother for money countless times, receiving more than 100,000, but those were different. They were in small amounts, and he knew it was his brother's own money.

Debts are different; he had to pay them off first.

Additionally, he paid back the 30,000 he owed Li Shijie. After less than a month, he was finally debt-free, with about 130,000 left in his hands.

Don't forget, he only slept for less than four hours a day. The remaining 20 hours were spent processing screens for 10 hours and repairing and refurbishing machines for the rest. At a rate of 30 machines a day, he earned nearly 100,000 in a week.

Just over 20 days ago, he was a man in debt. Now, 20 days later, his net worth had surpassed 100,000. This was undoubtedly a miraculous 20 days, a milestone in his life.

Living in Huashenbei, miracles are everywhere. His achievement, though significant, was not outstanding compared to some people in the Tian Di Electronics Building. He was only at a mid-level.

Tang Hao, given a second chance, would not be content with this level of success. He needed to work harder, much harder, to fulfill the dreams he couldn't achieve in his previous life, to make this rebirth worthwhile.

Thus, the expansion plan was officially on the agenda!

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