Chapter 78 Selling Designs
After measuring the data, Xiao Jianping put forward his own ideas.
He wanted to buy Xia Keqing's decoration plan.
Xia Keqing blinked and pretended not to understand what he meant.
She did it on purpose, just to test Xiao Jianping's character.
"Uncle Xiao, if you have something to say, just say it. Xiao Yu and I are friends. If it's not too much, I don't mind."
Hearing the trust in the little girl's words, Xiao Jianping felt a little ashamed.
He is a businessman, and businessmen are profit-driven. It will definitely not make any difference just because the little girl is his niece's friend.
But she trusts me so much, as if she treats me as an elder.
How can he, as an elder, have the nerve to cheat others?
Xiao Jianping gritted his teeth and spoke, "I want to buy your decoration plan. Our company will do the decoration for you for free, and give you one thousand yuan after it is done. What do you think?"
Xia Keqing thought for a moment. One thousand yuan didn't sound like a lot, but in an era when the average wage per person was only a few dozen yuan, it seemed like a lot.
But one thousand yuan is just for a few sets of clothes, it's a bit too low.
After all, this decoration plan is very advanced, and the decoration market is booming. With her advanced decoration plan, Xiao Jianping can earn more than one thousand yuan as long as the store does not go bankrupt.
So Xia Keqing shook her head and said, "Uncle Xiao, since you are so sincere, you should understand the value of this design. How about this, I'll put forward an idea, would you like to hear it?"
Xiao Jianping was a little disappointed.
Because he knew that he was really getting a bargain by only giving him one thousand dollars.
As for decorating a shop, the cost can be controlled.
He nodded, "You say."
"Ten thousand."
Xiao Jianping couldn't help but widen his eyes.
At first glance, I thought this little girl was asking for too much.
But she went on to say, "This blueprint can be used as a reference not only for shops, but also for home decoration. Believe me, in the next few decades, this design can bring you countless wealth. In this case, do you still think 10,000 yuan is too much?"
In fact, Xia Keqing really wanted to ask for a high share of the profits directly from Xiao Jianping.
But she only planned to make clothes.
Human energy is limited, and it is impossible for her to keep an eye on Xiao Jianping every day to see if he has cooked the books.
So she prefers a one-time transaction.
She had ambitions, but not much.
Xiao Jianping had helped her a lot this time, so it didn't matter if she suffered a little loss.
Xiao Jianping thought about it carefully and felt that what Xia Keqing said made sense.
Xia Keqing took the opportunity to say, "If Uncle Xiao agrees, I can give you a few more pictures."
What Xia Keqing was planning to give him was a design drawing commonly used in later decoration.
For people of this era, design concepts are ahead of their time.
If Xiao Jianping uses these design drawings properly, he will definitely make a lot of money.
Xiao Jianping had high expectations for Xia Keqing. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and agreed. The two went directly to the nearest bank and transferred 10,000 yuan to Xia Keqing's account.
Xia Keqing just glanced at him indifferently and left the bank with Xiao Jianping.
Seeing that she was unperturbed by fame or disgrace, Xiao Jianping couldn't help but look up to her.
This was an era when the average wage per person was only a few dozen yuan, and there was a special word to describe rich people, called "ten thousand yuan household." Anyone who has 10,000 yuan at home is considered rich.
Of course, more than ten years ago, a household with an annual income of 10,000 yuan was indeed a very impressive thing.
But with the development of the times, there are more and more opportunities, and many people have become rich. Although a household with an annual income of 10,000 yuan is still considered decent, it is no longer considered a wealthy person.
Otherwise, Xiao Jianping would not have directly taken out ten thousand yuan just for a few design drawings.
Xia Keqing took the initiative to say to Xiao Jianping, "I'll send the picture to your shop, Uncle Xiao, when I finish it."
Xiao Jianping was actually a little anxious, but he couldn't show it, so he had to pretend to be gentle and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, you are Xiaoyu's friend, why don't I trust you?"
After returning, Xiao Jianping immediately took a bottle of good wine and a few pounds of packaged braised dishes and went to his elder brother Xiao Jianpeng's house.
Xiao Jianpeng is Xiao Yu's father.
When I was young, I had nothing to do and was a street urchin and a second-rate person.
When he was almost thirty, he suddenly turned over a new leaf and started working on projects with his brothers. He earned a lot of money, got married, and had a precious daughter, Xiao Yu.
Xiao Jianping originally followed his elder brother.
Later, he saw a gap in the decoration market and resolutely changed his career with his brothers. However, his eldest brother was in real estate, so he did have a lot of convenience in the decoration business.
The relationship between the two brothers became closer because of blood ties and interests.
Xiao Jianpeng has only one daughter, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Jianping has only one son, so he usually spoils his niece to no end.
He planned to go to his eldest brother for dinner and drinks, and by the way, ask his niece about the background of her friend, Xia Keqing.
Even if the girl is unreliable, at least the decoration design is good, and he can lead people to decorate the shop and it can also be a successful case. In short, this wave is not too much of a loss.
Xiao Yu is a local, so he does not live on campus. Although he has a dormitory at school, he goes home from time to time.
But this time when Xiao Jianping went to his eldest brother's house, he did not see Xiao Yu.
While he greeted his sister-in-law warmly and told her not to be busy, he asked Xiao Yu, "Why don't you see Xiao Yu?"
Xiao Jianpeng’s wife is Lin Fang.
She was wearing a beige suit, dressed like a noble lady.
She didn't have to work hard. Her family was rich and they had already lived in a villa and hired an aunt to help.
Lin Fang is in her early forties, but she is well maintained and looks like she is in her early thirties. She does not need to cook or do housework, but when her brother-in-law comes, she also helps to serve the dishes as a courtesy.
When her brother-in-law asked her, she smiled and said, "The little girl said that she will not be staying at home for the next few weeks because of the final exams. I don't know if it's true."
Xiao Jianping was a little disappointed.
My niece is not here, and my brother and sister-in-law definitely don’t know her classmates. Forget it, I’ll just go to her school and ask her next time.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Jianping said nothing and just came to meet his brother to have a meal.
Xia Keqing still doesn't know what Xiao Jianping is thinking.
Her shop needed to be renovated, and even though Xiao Jianping took care of everything, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing.
Many of her design drawings were only available in later generations, and she had to go to the site in person from time to time to prevent the workers from failing to understand the drawings and delaying her work.
So she had to make time for it.
At this time, Xia Keqing didn't know that her first letter had been sent to the army.
When Shen Jichuan received the letter, he put it in his arms and pretended nothing had happened.
But it was just like this that Xie Zhiheng saw it.
Xie Zhiheng, this boy, had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. He sat next to Shen Jichuan's bed, and even put his feet on his bed, looking very nonchalant.
After a week of recuperation, Shen Jichuan's injuries recovered quickly.
He really wanted to be discharged, but the military hospital, out of responsibility for its patients, asked him to stay for another seven days.
Even his superiors ordered him to take good care of his health, so Shen Jichuan had no choice but to give in.
Xie Zhiheng raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you read it? Whose letter is it?"
"oh!"
He dragged out the last line of his voice, "I see. It's your fiancée who wrote you a letter? Old Shen, are you guys still together?"
Shen Jichuan glanced at him and said, "Get lost!"
Xie Zhiheng sneered, "Did I poke your heart?"
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