8: Chapter 8 High Profits, Earning 1700 Per Day

At a bubble tea shop near the entrance of Shen University, Lin Feng found an empty seat and ordered a bubble tea.

He dialed the contact number for purchasing computers that he had found on the BBS.

The call connected quickly, and a listless voice came through.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"I saw on the BBS that you're looking to buy a laptop?"

"That's right. I'm buying ThinkPad T400 laptops for 1600, but they have to meet my requirements."

"That's definitely not a problem. You can bring someone who knows what they're doing to inspect the goods."

"Alright, where are you?"

"At the bubble tea shop at the school entrance."

"I'll be there right away."

Five minutes later, a tall, thin boy approached Lin Feng.

"Hello, are you Lin Feng?"

"Hello, that's me. Please sit. Would you like a bubble tea?"

"No thanks, I want to take a look at the item."

Lin Feng took out the laptop and placed it in front of him.

The guy was quite professional; he checked the gaps around the edges, the screws, the screen, and other important areas.

Finally, he turned it on and entered a string of code, seemingly testing the computer's performance and version.

"Hmm, this is what I'm looking for. How would you like to be paid?"

"Can you pay in cash?"

"No problem."

Receiving the 1600 yuan in cash handed over by the other party, Lin Feng felt the unique texture of the cash, his heart surging with excitement.

With just a quick flip, in less than an hour, the profit was 700 yuan.

Not to mention back in 2010, even a dozen years later, this speed was still frighteningly fast.

"Classmate, if you have any second-hand items to sell in the future, you can come to me."

"By the way, you can also introduce your classmates and friends. I guarantee I'll give them a good price."

The other party clearly looked like a science and engineering student; he pushed up his thick-rimmed glasses and sized up Lin Feng.

Suddenly, he laughed and said, "You're only a sophomore, right?"

"You know me?"

"How could I not know a celebrity? Angrily confronting the sophomore department beauty, Zhang Ying having a miscarriage in public, valiantly capturing a robber—buddy, you're awesome."

"Stop flattering me, it was just luck, just luck."

"My name is Fang Cheng. If there's any business regarding second-hand goods in the future, I'll introduce it to you."

"Thanks."

"Helping a junior is only right."

With the transaction complete, Fang Cheng didn't stay long and left the bubble tea shop directly.

[A highly skilled programmer who can independently complete software development for current mainstream mobile systems. In the future, he will become an Android and Apple system APP developer. He needs guidance and investment, and has a high probability of making a name for himself.]

After 2010, there was a technological explosion.

After smartphones became popular, mobile payments, Group Buying, food delivery, and various industries all needed mobile apps for support.

Fang Cheng is definitely a talent.

He silently noted this person down; if the opportunity arose, he could recruit him to his side.

Second-hand trading is so satisfying, mainly because it can be repeated.

This kind of sustainable development could at least last until university graduation.

Lin Feng picked up his bubble tea and prepared to go to the nearby second-hand market to wander around and see if there were any such bargains to be picked up.

"I went to the Digital Plaza yesterday, and they said they could only offer 20 yuan for the camera."

"It's broken anyway, 20 is 20, just sell it."

"But my minimum psychological price is 100. This is a Sony DSC-W290 after all."

"Shan Zi, didn't you go to get it repaired and take a look?"

"I went. They all said the motherboard was broken and it wasn't worth repairing. Who told me to accidentally drop it in water?"

Lin Feng passed by a round table and heard two boys chatting.

He subconsciously glanced at the table, where a digital camera was placed.

[Name: Sony Digital Camera, Model: DSC-W290, Hidden Info: The camera cannot turn on. The owner has had it checked three times and encountered unscrupulous merchants who told him the motherboard was damaged, but in reality, the battery is aged and ineffective. His mental price: 100 yuan. Market second-hand value: 900-1000.]

Never expected that the profit on this camera would be so high, nearly 1000%.

In this era, this is profiteering.

"Hello, classmate. I heard you say just now that you want to sell this camera for 100 yuan?"

"That's right. It's broken and useless. Do you want it? I'll tell you upfront, it won't turn on, the motherboard is broken."

"But 100 is the bottom line, after all, the other parts are good."

"I'll take it."

"Really? Once sold, there are no refunds, okay?"

"Of course."

Lin Feng took out 100 yuan and handed it to the other party, then took the camera and walked out of the bubble tea shop.

"Good grief, someone actually wanted this piece of junk?"

"You're so lucky to run into such a moron. You're paying for dinner tonight."

"Small matter. 100 yuan is basically free money. Let's go eat KFC tonight."

Lin Feng heard their conversation clearly.

College students at this age are mostly self-righteous, thinking they have everything under control and can dictate their own destinies.

Little do they know, the four years of university are the most carefree in life.

The Digital Plaza is about three kilometers from Shen University.

It takes about ten minutes by taxi.

Now that he has money, he certainly won't squeeze onto buses or subways.

The third floor is all about selling digital cameras and mobile phones.

Lin Feng scanned the area and looked at a shop in the corner named Lin Feng Digital.

[A relatively honest digital store that also deals in second-hand recycling. If they encounter a knowledgeable seller, they won't use too many tricks, and there's a very high probability of them buying at a fair price.]

The owner of this shop is a smart person.

Tailoring the service to the customer is the only way for business to last.

"Boss, do you buy cameras?"

"What kind of camera? I need to inspect it."

The boss put down his work and came over to Lin Feng.

"A Sony DSC-W290 digital camera. It won't turn on."

"Then the motherboard must be broken. 50 yuan, I'll take it."

"Boss, aren't you going to inspect it?"

"I have experience, no need to inspect."

"I've already checked it. It's not that the motherboard is broken, but the battery has aged and failed. If you're going to say that, I'll just replace the battery right here."

The boss looked at Lin Feng with surprise, his eyes stunned.

"Fine, then wait for me to inspect it."

Taking the camera, he didn't avoid Lin Feng but took out tools and began the inspection.

Fifteen minutes later, he smiled and said, "It is indeed the battery that has aged. I can offer 800."

"Boss, given the condition of this camera, it could sell for 1000. How about 900?"

"Young man, are you a university student?"

"That's right, from Shen University."

"Impressive, worthy of being a student from a prestigious university. 900 it is. Remember to come find me if you have any good stuff in the future."

"No problem, I'll take down your number in a moment."

"Deal."

This transaction was so smooth it was hard to believe.

Holding the 900 yuan in cash, he felt excited, standing at the entrance of the Digital Plaza, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

A daily income of 1700—this is simply not an income a university student in 2010 should have.

If he were more diligent, it could even be more than this amount.

Everything was too surreal; for a moment, Lin Feng even felt that this was all a dream.

Turning his head, Lin Feng saw a billboard standing not far away.

When he saw the content on it, Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, and his eyes gradually became fanatical.