Chapter 13: Selling like crazy
"Chen Yansen, are you sure you are here?"
Wang Zihao stood in the open space in front of the inspection office, looking panicked, his hands nervously grasping his trouser pockets.
Every strange look from passers-by was like a flame burning him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"
Chen Yansen knew that with Wang Zihao's current life experience and psychological quality, it would be difficult for him to be as carefree as him.
He doesn't have time to wait for Wang Zihao to slowly adapt. Sometimes the more pressure a person is under, the faster he grows. Just like a spring, the greater the pressure, the higher it bounces back.
"Okay... okay."
Wang Zihao gritted his teeth, looked resigned, took out a set of folding tables and chairs from the trunk, and assembled them with Chen Yansen.
Huang Boxiang was helping to unload the goods, while Wang Ziyan was responsible for slowly unfolding a Morandi-colored square cloth and spreading it flat on the table, and then placing the black, white and silver MP3 and MP4 neatly in order.
The busy appearance of the four people immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, who couldn't help but stop and start to speculate wildly.
"These guys are so brave!"
“Awesome!”
"Are you playing tricks on me? Do you really think the most dangerous place is the safest place?"
An old man smoking a pipe didn't even go to the fair. He sat down on the stone pier opposite, intending to watch the fun.
"Young man, why are you setting up a stall here?"
There were many enthusiastic people in the crowd watching the fun. After watching for a while, they couldn't resist their curiosity and asked Chen Yansen.
“There are few people.”
Chen Yansen answered briefly and directly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he went back to the work at hand.
"This is an inspection station. How can we allow you to set up a stall?"
"The young man looks good, but unfortunately his brain is not working well."
"Just wait, someone will chase them away soon, and they may even have to pay a fine!"
Passersby pointed and talked, with expressions of gloating on their faces.
Chen Yansen was busy with his own business as if nothing had happened. He took out a thick stack of promotional posters, two roll-up banners and a coin box from the material box. Then he took out a loudspeaker and kept saying "Hello, hello, hello" as if no one was around. He was obviously adjusting the volume of the microphone.
Ten minutes later, the booth took shape.
A two-meter-wide folding table is piled high with MP3 and MP4 players, with a roll-up display stand on each side.
On the left is 'Must-buy at the market! Meimo clearance sale!', and on the right is 'Direct sale from the manufacturer! Free Bluetooth headsets!'
There was a huge printed poster on the front, with only the words "Blue Magic MP3 (with free wired earphones) crazy price: 49 yuan!" and "Blue Magic MP4 (with free Bluetooth earphones) crazy price: 199 yuan!"
The font is bigger than a washbasin, and even the aunties across the street can see it clearly.
"Mouse, get to work!"
Chen Yansen said confidently, holding up the megaphone.
"No... no problem. I'm ready."
Wang Zihao took a deep breath and tried his best to control his body, but his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his lips turned white from biting.
On the other hand, Wang Ziyan, the youngest, had a smiling face and didn't look nervous at all.
"As expected of her, she is the youngest CEO of Mogen Chase in Asia. Wang Zihao's dog brain is no match for her."
Chen Yansen saw all of this and couldn't help but secretly complain.
"Come, come, come! Uncles and aunts, handsome men and beautiful women from Chongqiao, all look over here!"
Chen Yansen grinned and shouted into the loudspeaker.
Passersby all looked over at once, and some young people who were interested in MP3 and MP4 immediately gathered around.
There were circles and circles of black people, at least two or three hundred people.
Seeing this, Wang Zihao's thighs trembled even more violently.
"Hello everyone, we are the staff of Yangcheng Meimo Electronics Factory. We came to Chongqiao Town today mainly to bring benefits to the villagers!"
"The MP3 music players that were originally priced at 290, 390, or 490 are all priced at 49 yuan today, a clearance sale!"
"Data cables, earphones, and storage bags are all free!"
"A bargain price! A bargain price! The MP4 that originally cost 690, 890, or 990 is only 199 today. It can be used to listen to music and watch movies. The battery is super durable. Only 100 units are available in the venue! First come, first served!"
"Buy an MP4 for my son so he can learn English listening skills on the go! Buy an MP3 for my daughter so she can listen to music during her morning run and stay energetic! Buy one for my parents so they can enjoy opera and crosstalk every day!"
As soon as Chen Yansen opened his mouth, all kinds of advertising slogans came out like a spring that could not be stopped.
After all, in his previous life, Mr. Chen was best at training female anchors, so he was naturally familiar with all these sales tactics.
Huang Boxiang, who originally had some doubts about his identity, immediately had all his doubts dispelled after hearing his fluent speech.
"This MP3 thing, I remember it costs two or three hundred in the county, right?"
"It's so cheap, there might be something fishy going on!"
"Since they dare to sell it in front of the inspection station, it means they are confident in the quality of their products!"
"199 isn't expensive. My daughter has been asking to buy it!"
"Who cares! An MP3 player is only 49 yuan. At most I can just eat a few less bowls of beef soup!"
The potential customers who were persuaded by Chen Yansen immediately whispered to each other.
In the past three to five years, as Chinese music reached its final peak, MP3 and MP4 became extremely popular in middle schools, and everyone is familiar with their prices.
Compared with the digital stores in the county, Chen Yansen's quotation is undoubtedly very favorable.
"This big brother is right! It's only the price of a barbecue meal, and it's on sale for 49! If you miss it today, you'll have to wait another year!"
“Try it on site, don’t pay if you’re not satisfied!”
Chen Yansen went on to add that the sentence "If you are not satisfied, you don't pay" completely dispelled everyone's concerns.
"Hey boy, give me one! I want white headphones!"
"If I buy two MP4 players, can I get an extra Bluetooth headset?"
"This is really well made, the quality is better than the one I bought before for over 400 yuan!"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't grab it! I got it first!"
The crowd of onlookers blocked the booth, and they kept hearing the urging of "last 100 units" in their ears. They could no longer hold back, and waved money in their hands, eagerly choosing, fearing that they would not be able to buy it.
"Is that it?"
Wang Zihao was stunned, his face full of disbelief. He had imagined many possibilities, but had never expected that the business would be so good that people would rush to buy it.
"Study hard, you have to go to school on your own the day after tomorrow!"
Chen Yansen chuckled and joked with a joking look on his face.
At the same time, he also knows that this way of making money will never appear again once the 4G network is fully rolled out, smartphones and mobile networks become widely popular, and the information gap is reduced.
"Me? Are you kidding me? I can't do that!"
Wang Zihao pointed at himself and confirmed repeatedly in disbelief, shaking his head like a rattle.
"Do you want to rely on me for the rest of your life? I'm not your real father."
Chen Yansen curled his lips and made Wang Zihao look humiliated.
“It’s not impossible.”
Wang Zihao scratched his head and said with a grin.
"Hey! You two bastards, please stop chatting and help me!"
Wang Ziyan, who was busy loading and packing the goods, cursed angrily.
"Hey, here I come!"
Wang Zihao raised his head and hurriedly responded, then picked up a box of new goods and put it on the table with a bang, shouting, "The last 100 units, if you're slow you'll get them!"
“Stop, stop, stop! Who told you to set up a stall here?”
Just as they were selling enthusiastically, a loud voice suddenly roared, instantly suppressing all the noise.
After that, a middle-aged man in uniform parted the crowd and strode over.
(End of this chapter)
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