Ninth Prince knelt on the ground, his knees aching, but he dared not get up. He secretly glanced at Yongzheng, who was standing behind Lin Yun, and saw that his elder brother's face was cold and his eyes were like knives, which frightened him so much that he quickly lowered his head.
But her heart was in turmoil: Consort Yun actually came to see her dressed as a man, and the Emperor was not only not angry, but also personally accompanied her!
This...this must be an immense favor!
"Ninth Master, please get up. Today is for business, no need for formalities." Lin Yun snapped her folding fan shut and said with a smile.
Lin Yun had never seen Ninth Master so honest before, and found it quite amusing; it turned out that even he had moments of fear.
Ninth Prince stood up, but dared not sit down until Yongzheng said "sit" in a low voice. Only then did he sit down on the side of the chair as if he had been granted a pardon, his back straight, just like a student being watched by a teacher.
Seeing this, Lin Yun couldn't help but chuckle and turned to Yongzheng, saying, "Your Majesty, you've frightened Ninth Prince."
Yongzheng raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying, but simply picked up his teacup and took a sip, his gaze remaining fixed on Lin Yun. Her men's attire today, a deep purple, stirred a surge of heat within him.
Seeing the two exchanging glances, Ninth Master thought to himself, "This is going to be the death of me!" He quickly looked down at the tips of his shoes, pretending that he didn't exist.
“Ninth Master,” Lin Yun cleared her throat and brought the topic back to the main point, “I invited you here today to discuss the expansion of Yunxiang Pavilion’s business.”
Upon hearing the word "business," Ninth Master immediately raised his head, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Your Majesty, please speak!"
Lin Yun took out a roll of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Ninth Master: "This is my business plan. Please take a look."
Ninth Master took the document with both hands, unfolded it, and examined it closely. The more he looked, the wider his eyes widened. The plan clearly outlined a "distributor business strategy": shops in various regions only needed to pay a certain deposit to become distributors of Yunxiang Pavilion and sell rouge and face powder.
Currently, Lin Yun's distributors are Ninth Master and the Xie family, who are essentially her general agents. Lin Yun supplies them with goods at a 30% discount, and they can also develop their own downstream distributors and take a percentage of their sales revenue.
"This...this..." Ninth Master seemed to understand. "Does Your Majesty mean that we don't need to spend our own money to open a shop, but can have others sell our goods for us?"
Lin Yun nodded and gently tapped her palm with her folding fan: "Exactly. Ninth Master, you can imagine if all the shops in the Qing Dynasty, and even foreign countries, were selling Yunxiang Pavilion's goods. Even if each shop only gave you 10% of the profit, it would still add up to an astronomical figure."
Ninth Master gasped, his mind already racing with calculations: one shop earns a hundred taels a month, ten shops earn a thousand taels, a hundred shops earn… He suddenly slapped his thigh: “Brilliant! This method is brilliant!”
Yongzheng listened from the side, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Although he did not understand business, he understood the brilliance of this strategy. Without having to exert himself, he could use the power of others to expand his business, which was simply getting something for nothing.
Ninth Master was filled with excitement, as if he could already see the silver flying in like snowflakes.
He stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to Lin Yun: "Your Majesty is truly talented! Your humble servant is utterly impressed!"
Lin Yun waved her hand and smiled, "Ninth Master, you're too kind. However, while this plan is good, it needs to be executed with caution. The selection of distributors must be strictly screened, and those with poor reputations must not be cooperated with, otherwise it will damage the reputation of Yunxiang Pavilion, and the losses will outweigh the gains."
Ninth Prince nodded repeatedly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, your humble brother will keep his eyes wide open and will not allow any opportunists to sneak in!"
Yongzheng finally spoke, his voice low and deep: "Ninth Prince, if this matter is handled well, I will reward you; if it is handled poorly..." He paused, his gaze icy, "You know the consequences."
Ninth Prince felt a chill run down his spine and quickly bowed: "Your Majesty, rest assured, your subject will do his utmost!"
Seeing the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Lin Yun smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Your Majesty, you know Ninth Prince's business acumen. With him in charge, we'll definitely achieve twice the results with half the effort."
Emperor Yongzheng's expression softened slightly, and he nodded a little.
Ninth Master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but his heart was filled with joy: This wasn't doing business; this was clearly latching onto a golden thigh!
Lin Yun then explained the management rules for distributors in detail, including product pricing, regional protection, and after-sales service. Ninth Master listened with great interest, eager to return immediately and put his skills to use.
After finishing their business, Ninth Master cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, when will this plan be implemented?"
Lin Yun looked at Yongzheng and blinked: "What does Your Majesty think?"
Yongzheng pondered for a moment and said, "Since the plan has been decided, it is better to do it sooner rather than later. Ninth Prince, go back and start preparing immediately, and submit a list within three days."
Ninth Prince was overjoyed: "Your subject obeys the decree!"
When Ninth Master left Yunxiang Pavilion, his steps were so light that he almost flew.
He glanced back at the direction of the private room, his heart filled with mixed emotions: This Consort Yun is truly talented, but unfortunately... my brother beat her to it!
So I stopped overthinking and hurried back to find people to recruit more people. Here I come, silver!
Inside the private room, Yongzheng pulled Lin Yun into his arms and pinched the tip of her nose: "How come your little head is filled with so many wonderful ideas?"
Lin Yun leaned against his chest and smiled slyly: "I am merely standing on the shoulders of giants."
Yongzheng raised an eyebrow: "Previous generations?"
Lin Yun smiled without saying a word, thinking to herself: The essence of modern business models would be a game-changer in ancient times, wouldn't it?
Seeing her smile like a cat that had just stolen some cream, Yongzheng couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the top of her head: "Sometimes I really wonder if you are a fairy descended from heaven."
Lin Yun looked up, feigning mystery: "Maybe it really is."
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