Chapter 623 The crowd went completely crazy
Cheng Hui handed the wallet to Jiang Ming.
Looked at him for two seconds.
Jiang Mingfu understood immediately and said, "How can we accept your things? It's only 10 yuan each, which is not cheap. This is against the rules. I'll pay."
He took out 10 yuan and stuffed it into Cheng Hui's pocket.
Cheng Hui refused and pushed him away.
Jiang Ming felt a burning gaze from the side, and when he glanced, he saw that it was Song Eva who was staring at him.
He is blessed again~
He immediately stuffed the money into Song Eva's hand.
Song Eva pushed it away with an embarrassed look on her face, but Jiang Ming forcefully stuffed the money into her pocket.
Cheng Hui was stopped by other "customers" and asked what she was holding, as if they wanted to buy it.
Cheng Hui quickly distributed the small boxes in her hand to the leaders.
The leaders also understood that these were unique styles in the world and only dozens of them could be produced per month.
They believe it!
Because before, due to historical issues, one acre of land only produced 200 kilograms of grain, but some people exaggerated it to 2,000 kilograms, 20,000 kilograms, or even 200,000 kilograms!
Never say less than you can say more!
They haven't experienced a situation where someone doesn't exaggerate their production capacity, but rather understates it.
That’s 10 yuan each, it’s really not expensive.
Besides, whether it was expensive or not, it was already stuffed into their hands, and with Jiang Ming making samples, they could only pay and stuff it directly into Song Yiwa's hands~
After giving away all the wallets, Cheng Hui took them to the next stall, which was selling kesi silk.
Things made of kesi are even more expensive. They have been comparable to gold since ancient times. Only high-ranking officials can use them, otherwise they cannot afford them.
Similarly, kesi can be used to make wallets, but not handkerchiefs. It cannot be made. What should we do if the kesi handkerchief gets dirty? It can only be discarded.
"I won't introduce Kesi in detail because everyone knows how rare it is," said Cheng Hui.
If you don’t understand, please look at the wall behind.
There were no exhibits on the entire wall, but instead a few photos that introduced how kesi was made.
"This wallet is for men, and only 100 are made. Due to limited time, only 8 were delivered today, so we are not accepting reservations," said Cheng Hui.
There were relatively few people in front of this stall.
Jiang Ming directly picked up a wallet and looked at it lovingly.
This time he really liked it. It was a leather wallet with only space left on the front and back to inlay two small palm-sized brocade pieces.
On one side is the cursive writing of the word "patriotism", and on the other side is the geometric pattern of kesi silk, which is artistic, elegant and classy.
Cheng Hui said: "Leader, don't you think these two words look familiar? This is the calligraphy I asked you to get from that great man."
"Ah! So that's it. I couldn't see it clearly because the degree of my glasses wasn't right!" Jiang Ming quickly wiped his glasses and put the wallet in front of his eyes for a closer look.
Only then did I realize that it was indeed the handwriting of that familiar boss.
That was some time ago. Cheng Hui asked him to beg for the word "patriotism". She is no longer an unknown person and has already caught the attention of all the big shots.
It’s just that everyone else is busy, and she is busy too, so the two sides have never met.
When he heard that she wanted the word "patriotism", the boss happily agreed and wrote it for her.
As for her putting these two words on the wallet...I guess the boss won't mind...But to be on the safe side, I have to ask Jiang Ming to send a wallet to the boss to explain the situation!
A group of leaders also recognized whose calligraphy it was and immediately wanted to buy one.
Jiang Ming asked: "How much is this?"
"This one is a bit expensive, 100 yuan each," said Cheng Hui.
Someone immediately said, "This is too expensive. It was 10 yuan before, but this can be 20 at most."
Cheng Hui said: "It takes two people to work together, and it takes a month to make one pair. And there are less than 10 people in the country who can do it. In addition, this is a limited edition collection. Only 100 pieces will be made. The same style will never be made again. It is very collectible.
"And our shopping street promised that on the 30th anniversary of the opening of the shopping street, we will recycle this wallet for 10,000 yuan each," she said.
"What??"
Screams one after another!
No. 73's scream was drowned out by the real passers-by.
"What do you want?"
“How much is the recycling?”
"Ten thousand?"
“Is this true or false?”
"Are you ill?"
After the man finished shouting, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks and immediately turned around and shouted, "Who stabbed me? Are you sick?"
Unfortunately, there were too many people around and I didn’t know who it was.
He can't care about this now, his mind is full of 10,000 yuan!
Cheng Hui took out a certificate printed on cardboard from the counter: "This is a collector's certificate, one for each wallet, with a number on it, corresponding to the number hidden inside the wallet.
"We solemnly promise that 30 years later, if the buyer is willing and the wallet is in good condition and 80% new, we will buy it back for 10,000 RMB!"
Her voice was clear and could be heard from far away.
The crowd went crazy~~~
Isn't this giving away 10,000 yuan for free?
Now they only need to pay 100 yuan, and they can earn 10,000 yuan in 30 years! This is simply planting a money tree! Just wait for 30 years and 100 will become 10,000!
How could such a good thing happen in the world?
"I want one!" No. 73 shouted as he ran.
No. 74 yelled, “I want 10!”
Cheng Hui said: "Each person is limited to one, and there are only 8 today."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pushed away by the crowd, and the crazy crowd surrounded the kesi booth.
There were three salesmen, two of whom maintained order, and one handled the payment and the goods.
Several wallets sold out instantly.
Others who didn’t buy it became anxious.
"There will be 5 more tomorrow. If you want to buy one, get up early and line up! We sell an irregular number every day. There are 100 in total, and we'll sell them while they're sold out!" the salesperson shouted.
The crowd then left reluctantly.
The second-in-command looked at the wallet in Jiang Ming's hand with envy and complained to Cheng Hui: "Why didn't you tell me about this in advance?"
Why give them a cheap wallet? They want this, they want this! It’s not like they don’t give money!
Jiang Ming quickly put his wallet into his pocket, took out 50 yuan and stuffed it into Song Yiwa's hand: "Give me the certificate later."
"Okay." Cheng Hui said with a smile.
Some people who didn't buy the tickets were a little unhappy and complained: "10,000 yuan for 100 pieces. That's 1 million yuan. Can you afford it? Have you discussed this policy with your superiors?"
People today would not think that 10,000 yuan will be worthless in 30 years.
The price of goods has remained almost unchanged for decades, and has even dropped a little in recent years, so they think that the price of goods in 30 years will be the same as it is now. 10,000 yuan will be a sky-high price and a huge sum of money.
Cheng Hui asked in confusion, "Didn't I have the final say on the operation of the commercial street? Who should I discuss this with? But it doesn't matter. If the higher-ups don't agree, I will personally fund the recovery of these 100 wallets in 30 years."
It was personally produced by a master craftsman of intangible cultural heritage, and it is out of print. It is also so meaningful. The key is the calligraphy of a certain big shot! Calligraphy! Isn’t 10,000 yuan worth it after 30 years?
She kept 10 for herself.
She is also thinking of ways to hype them up to 1 million. Even if she can't do that in 30 years, she will get there sooner or later in 40 or 50 years.
She wanted to pay for it herself, which made someone unhappy. He frowned and asked, "Do you have so much money?"
How much does she earn a month?
Cheng Hui frowned and said with some distress: "I will start saving now, it should be enough."
1 million in 30 years, 33,000 a year, and a little over 3,000 a month.
Uh...all her messy wages added up can just fill this hole!
I'm not jealous anymore~
So what if she earns a lot? You are just making wedding clothes for others!
How does that sentence go? Being too clever may lead to mistakes!
Even the smartest people can give bad advice!
A few people looked at each other and wanted to go back and discuss with others, asking the higher-ups to make this matter a reality and not allow her policy to pass! Let her make up the money herself!
Jiang Ming looked at Cheng Hui anxiously.
Cheng Hui glanced at him...and tried to "cheer up" and continued to take them shopping.
Jiang Ming was comforted by this look, and turned around to worry about his colleagues...
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