Chen Dong was only stunned for a moment before he reacted and said.
"Hello everyone, I am a businessman from China. You can call me boss or Chen."
"Our goods are leather jackets. We hope that with your hard work, we can sell these leather jackets. Otherwise, I will have to choose to sell them elsewhere."
Chen Dong played a not-so-small joke on everyone in fluent Russian.
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged women and young girls who came to work as sales clerks all looked at him in surprise.
No one expected that this gentle and refined Chinese man could speak fluent Russian.
Immediately afterwards, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At first, when Krinev told them that they were to come and sell clothes for the Chinese, I was somewhat resistant.
Of course, it's not that they're against money, but rather that they feel there will be certain barriers in terms of language communication.
Now it's much better; at least there's no language barrier, and communication will be much easier.
Clap clap clap!
Chen Dong clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him, and then spoke.
"Alright, enough joking around. Now let's get down to business."
“I will pay you twice the average salary of local business employees, and for every piece of clothing you sell, I will give you an additional 30 kopeks as commission.”
Double the salary?
30 kopek commission?
Upon hearing this, the Russian women and girls' eyes lit up.
Such a high salary, plus commission, wow, this Chinese boss is really extravagant!
The kopek is also a type of currency, much like the fen in the Chinese monetary system.
100 kopeks = 1 ruble.
According to the commission Chen Dong gave them, if they sold all 30,000 leather jackets, they would receive a commission of 3,000 rubles.
But compared to the total price of the leather jacket, it's not worth mentioning.
Time is money!
Chen Dong did this to boost their enthusiasm so they could sell their goods as quickly as possible and start a second round of trade.
As the deadline approached, he didn't want to waste time on these trivial matters.
Then.
Chen Dong and his employees carried four bags, totaling 400 leather jackets, to their stall at the Chelsea Free Trade Market.
Next.
The older women and young women all pitched in to start their day's sales work.
"Yulia, I've noticed that this Chinese boss has been secretly watching you. Could it be that he's fallen for you?"
"How is this possible?"
Upon hearing this, Yulia instinctively looked at Chen Dong.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and Yulia quickly lowered her head, pouting coquettishly.
"Lily, don't talk nonsense. Be careful the boss docks your wages, then what will you do?"
"Hmph, no way! If he dares to dock my wages, I'll push you onto him. You're so pretty, maybe that Chinese boss will even give me a bonus!"
"You're asking for it!"
Amidst their playful banter, Lily immediately burst into silvery laughter.
However, Lily's words were like a seed planted in Yulia's heart.
If I get together with him, will he bully me?
No, no, I've been baptized as a Knight of Light. If he dares to bully me, I'll... I'll kill him...
As she thought about it, Yulia couldn't help but laugh.
"Good heavens! How could I have such a ridiculous idea? I must have drunk too much vodka last night."
As time went by, the number of customers gradually increased.
One item.
Ten items.
Fifty items.
......
Because the leather jackets are indeed of good quality. Coupled with the current economic climate in Russia, after comparison, sales of leather jackets have been steadily increasing.
In just half a day, all 400 leather jackets were sold out, earning the seller a large sum of rubles.
Even Chen Dong was somewhat surprised by the result.
Keep in mind that it's late April now, only a few months away from the hottest months of July and August.
Logically, this season should be the off-season for leather jacket sales.
However, all 400 leather jackets were sold out in just a few hours.
This demonstrates just how terrifying the needs of the Russian people have become.
However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense!
Before the rupee's sharp devaluation, Russians were not short of money.
More than 80% of families own a car as a means of transportation.
With this standard of living, can you laugh at someone for being poor?
In contrast, in China at this time, owning a motorcycle was considered very cool, and many families wouldn't even dare to dream of owning a car.
The reason they create the illusion of being 'poor' is because they only focus on heavy industry.
Conversely, in light industry, neither the attention nor the investment from the top leadership could match that of China in the 1960s, let alone that of developed countries in the West.
In this abnormal environment, Russians have to scramble to buy even basic daily necessities.
400 leather jackets are just a drop in the ocean.
If you smash it into this big pond, you won't even make a ripple!
After the sale ended, everyone began cleaning up the trash on the stall.
Yulia gave Chen Dong a playful smile and said.
"Boss, we've sold out of clothes. If we don't have any new stock, we'll have to go home."
Upon hearing this, the older women and young girls all chimed in with agreement.
"Yes, boss, we've sold out of goods. Can we head back early?"
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