Regardless of what goods they purchase, the selling price is always proportional to the cost.
It's impossible that they bought goods for 500 yuan and ended up selling them for more money than someone else bought goods for 4,000 yuan.
Wu Qiuqiu didn't understand either, but she felt that Jiang Nian must have her reasons for saying that: "Then let's go and see what's available first, and then make a decision."
Soon, two large trucks drove into the playground and began unloading their cargo.
It seems the school put a lot of effort into this charity sale. The selection of goods was dazzling, covering all sorts of categories.
The cost price ranges from a few cents for items like small rolls of garbage bags, disposable chopsticks, and paper cups. It also ranges from a few dollars for items like keychains, small toys, notebooks, and water cups. And then there are items costing tens of dollars, such as plush toys and four-piece bedding sets. Finally, there are exquisite handicrafts with a cost price that can reach several hundred dollars per piece.
According to the school's rules, each class can use its funds to buy whatever it wants, and the prices of the items are up to them. Ultimately, only the total amount of money raised from the sale of these items matters.
The top-performing class was the first to go up and select.
Jiang Ranran was chosen as the representative again, after all, she had made great contributions in the competition just now.
Jiang Ranran, with 4100 yuan in hand, was incredibly wealthy. She bought a lot of everything that was easy to sell and could fetch a high price, without batting an eye.
The other classes watched with envy and jealousy.
It's already foreseeable that the top-performing class will win first place again in this charity sale.
Buying so much stuff, only a few classes with similar budgets might be able to compete with them, but they'd most likely lose.
It's based on the funding level, with each class taking turns to choose.
Class 36 had the least funding, and they were the last ones to go up and choose.
What's worse, by the end, most of the decent stuff had already been taken by other classes.
When it was their turn, all that was left were a bunch of things that cost no more than five yuan to produce and that even at cost price, no one would necessarily be willing to buy them.
Everyone couldn't help but hang their heads in dejection.
I've already given up all hope for the charity sale this afternoon.
"Squad leader, just go up and pick something worth 500 yuan."
"Anyway, we can't sell all this junk, so why bother figuring out how to distribute it?"
The other classes had already finished picking out their items and were all watching Class 36 make a fool of themselves.
Wu Qiuqiu sighed and was about to step forward when Jiang Nian stopped her.
She glanced at the goods, her gaze lingering on one spot, then turned to her and said, "Squad leader, I'll go choose."
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