Chapter 45 Brother Spiral Stability

By mid-October, everyone was studying extra hard.

This is all thanks to Jiang Lihua. On Monday, he told the class that the joint mid-term examination for the first semester of high school of the Jiangchuan City Eight Schools Teaching Alliance will be held on November 8th.

Class 168 was in an uproar at that time.

The so-called Eight Schools Alliance refers to the eight public high schools in Jiangchuan City. In order to better evaluate the strength of their own schools, they often unite to test their students. These eight schools basically include all the high-quality students in Jiangchuan City. They are the strongest and are equivalent to the city-wide unified examination. Their importance is self-evident.

Although Class 168 is an ordinary class, the freshmen are full of energy and have no worries. When they hear that there will be a large-scale examination, they are all eager to try.

Jiang Lihua suppressed the noise in the classroom and said seriously: "The ranking of the whole class in this midterm exam will become everyone's class number. In addition, after the midterm exam, our class will have to re-arrange the seats. The seats will no longer be arranged in order of height, but will be based on the results of this midterm exam. Those with better scores will choose seats first!"

The classroom was very quiet this time. After Jiang Lihua left, an invisible pressure filled the class. Most of the students were busy studying and few people were gossiping, because no one wanted to fall behind when choosing seats based on grade ranking. Once they failed the exam, it would hurt their self-esteem. It was just like soliciting prostitution, with a bunch of girls lined up in front of us. Who would be willing to choose the shortest, ugliest, fattest one in the end?

Zhang Yunqi has unique taste.

He sat in the worst seat, and he had no intention of giving up this throne. Although he had never thought of becoming a top student, he could not let his grades drop too much. Like his classmates, he studied very hard for the next period of time.

On October 10, Zhang Yunqi read in the classroom until after ten o'clock in the evening. He was the last one to lock the door and leave the classroom. He walked in the cold campus. The moonlight was shining and the leaves of the camphor trees spread to the end of the road. He didn't know why, but he suddenly found some of the feelings he had when he was studying in his previous life. Whether he was reading or selling handheld game consoles, his heart was purer and more fulfilled.

In fact, it is the same no matter what you do, you need to be focused, have no distractions in your mind, and run towards a goal. Of course, you may not be the fastest, but you must be happy.

When he returned to the dormitory, Zhang Yunqi was stopped by Old Man Liu at the dormitory door. He handed a small note to Zhang Yunqi and said that he had a phone number for him.

Zhang Yunqi threw a cigarette of Yellow Crane Tower to Old Man Liu and called the number on the note.

The person who answered the phone was the owner of the convenience store at the No. 3 Middle School, named Zhou Jinfu, a middle-aged man who exuded a strong smell of cunning and commercialism. During the National Day holiday, Zhang Yunqi talked to him for three hours in order to get him to agree to sell handheld game consoles, but it is currently in the trial sales stage, and the five handheld game consoles he had in his possession have been sold for more than ten days.

Zhou Jinfu said on the phone: "Xiao Zhang, where have you been so late at night? I've been waiting for you for hours."

Zhang Yunqi said with a smile: "Excuse me, I have a social event tonight. Three relatively large distributors from Fengyang County came to negotiate with me about selling handheld computers. Afterwards, we went to the Jinkai Hotel to sing karaoke for a while."

You still have to pretend to be cool. It is impossible not to pretend to be cool in this life, especially when you meet a convenience store owner like Zhou Jinfu who has not much money in his pocket but is full of commercialism. He has to carry on pretending to be cool to the end. There is no other way. If Zhou Jinfu knows that you are an ordinary student, he will not take you seriously at all and will bargain with you until your mother explodes.

"Xiao Zhang, you are so young, but you have done quite well in business. I have grown up like this, but I still don't know what karaoke is." Zhou Jinfu felt a little sour as if he was being washed away by the waves on the beach while on the phone.

"It's just that, a few schoolgirls chatting and singing in a private room, and touching each other after that. It's not that interesting. If you want to play, I'll treat you another day. But Boss Zhou, do you have something to talk to me about? If not, I have other social engagements."

"Oh, that's what happened. The five handheld game consoles you put on trial sale at my place have all been sold. I think this thing is pretty good. The students like it very much. Come over tomorrow to settle the bill and get me some more."

"Tomorrow, I don't have time tomorrow. I have to go to Fengyang County to deliver goods. They have a quantity of 100 units, so I can't refuse. The day after tomorrow, I will try to make some time to visit you the day after tomorrow. But Boss Zhou, are you doing wholesale or consignment sales this time?"

"What price do you give for wholesale and consignment sales?"

"Didn't I tell you last time? The consignment price is 45, and the wholesale price is 40."

"Haha, isn't this the price on the table? Xiao Zhang, we're doing a long-term business, you should at least give me some discounts, right?" "Well, I'm really sorry, personal relationships are personal relationships, business is business, 45 for consignment sales, 40 for wholesale. This is my lowest price."

"I'll sell it wholesale. How about 35?"

"40."

"38."

"40."

"Is it true that all of them are indispensable?"

"Brother, I sell hundreds of units a day, so I don't have time to make fun of you. Why don't you think about it first? If you think it's not cost-effective, I won't force you. We can find opportunities to cooperate in the future. I have social engagements here, so I'll hang up first."

Zhang Yunqi hung up the phone directly.

A day later, as expected, Zhou Jinfu called again. This time, without arguing about the price, he directly said that he wanted to wholesale 20 handheld game consoles.

Zhang Yunqi went to the No. 1050 Middle School and gave him handheld computers. Together with the five he had sold for trial, he received a total of yuan. After returning to school, he received calls from two convenience store owners in the afternoon, also looking for him to deliver goods.

After a period of fermentation, handheld game consoles have gradually entered the field of vision of students in other schools.

Of course, the current sales volume cannot satisfy Zhang Yunqi at all. For example, it took Zhou Jinfu's store more than ten days to sell out the five handheld game consoles. This quantity is really too small. What he needs is to sell tens of thousands of units every month. He needs to make a lot of money to plan the next business plan.

There is no shortage of capable and smart people in any era. He knows his own strengths and weaknesses. If he does not take advantage of the good opportunity of the current market economy to earn more money and build a family business, how can he be like Brother Qiang who does not know how beautiful his wife is, and go abroad to sleep with schoolgirls while doing business? But no matter what, people have to be down-to-earth and eat one bite at a time. His handheld game business has finally started with difficulty.

Sometimes, Zhang Yunqi often thinks of Brother Ma Yun. When he thinks of Brother Ma in 92 carrying a snakeskin bag and riding a broken train to travel between Yiwu and Suzhou and Hangzhou to resell flowers and gifts, he is filled with inexplicable confidence in his future.

In the following period of time, a series of phone calls came into the boys' dormitory every now and then. They were all convenience store owners who were trying out sales and looking for Zhang Yunqi, which made Old Man Liu very annoyed.

Zhang Yunqi stuffed 50 yuan into Liu Lao's pocket and said, "Uncle Liu, are you interested in working for me? I'll give you 50 yuan a month and you'll be responsible for answering my phone calls."

Old Liu asked: "Whose call did you answer and what did you say?"

Zhang Yunqi said, "Generally, the people who come to me are convenience store owners. Your job is to communicate with them, ask them clearly and write down these five questions: What is the name of the distributor? What is the phone number? Is it a consignment or wholesale? How much goods are purchased? Where is the delivery address? Uncle Liu, are you interested in doing this?"

Old Liu immediately said yes.

This deal is profitable. He is so bored guarding the dormitory gate every day, and his salary is only 150 yuan. He can get the extra money of yuan by answering the phone. If he doesn't do it, he will be a fool.

Zhang Yunqi explained the specific work content in detail and also taught Old Man Liu some simple speaking skills. Old Man Liu is a thousand-year-old turtle spirit, cunning and slippery, with a mouth like a firecracker. Doing such a small customer service job is really as stable as a volcano.

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