"Oh?" Ye Beiping's eyes lit up.
To be precise, it would take about half a day, rather than less than a day.
How could you sell all the goods so quickly when it's almost lunchtime?
What shocked him even more was that Tang Xiaolong had gathered thirty people at once and divided them into ten stalls.
Jiang Hai, sitting opposite him, was even more shocked and stood up abruptly, looking at Qian: "So fast?"
Even Ye Xiaoxin and the other girls sitting to the side had their mouths agape. Apart from Su Xinyi, Tao Qiuyan and her daughter had both participated in setting up stalls to sell goods. Selling out a thousand pairs of leather shoes in half a day was something they would never have dared to imagine.
Seeing that everyone was shocked and seemed not to believe him, Tang Xiaolong immediately became slightly angry: "Would I lie to you? I've left the money here."
Indeed, a solid 20,000 yuan was placed on the table.
I was wondering why Tang Xiaolong would bring a bag when he came to my door, but I never expected that it contained a huge sum of 20,000 yuan.
"Xiaolong, don't be angry. They're not questioning you; it's just that your abilities have amazed them." Seeing that the other party was addressing him as "brother," Ye Beiping naturally had to switch to a more affectionate form of address.
"snort."
Tang Xiaolong snorted defiantly after hearing Ye Beiping's words, but his mouth was practically stretched to the back of his ears in a wide grin.
This was the first time I'd been recognized by someone, the first time I'd felt the thrill of making money, the first time I'd surprised so many people, and the first time I'd been praised by my old buddies.
In the past, whatever he did, his mother, Zhou Xiaomei, would always suppress and belittle him, and would never acknowledge his excellence.
Making money was out of the question. He was lucky if he didn't have to go home and drain his mother's savings for her funeral. He only earned a few dollars here and there, mostly by extorting students. Unlike now, he can sell a thousand pairs of leather shoes and get a 2-dollar commission per pair, making 2,000 yuan in half a day.
Thinking about his commission, Tang Xiaolong's excitement intensified, and his wide grin was almost impossible to hide from his ears.
He knew that most of his followers were only after money, thanks to his mother's financial resources and connections. However, this approach couldn't sustain his followers in the long run, and he would replace them with a new group almost every so often.
But this time was different; within just half a day, more than a dozen people came over and told him they wanted to follow him.
Ye Beiping, seeing Tang Xiaolong as a rebellious teenager, knew what the other wanted, having been through the same age himself. So he went along with the other's temper and spoke to him.
“Xiaolong, you’ve done a good job, but you have to consider that our district is ultimately limited. No matter how many people you have or how many stalls you set up, the people’s spending power is still limited.”
Hearing this, Tang Xiaolong frowned, scratched his head, and said, "Brother Beiping, please explain it more clearly. I don't understand."
Seeing his troubled expression made everyone laugh.
Children are children; even though they're adults, confusion and bewilderment still show on their innocent faces.
Ye Beiping glanced at Jiang Hai and reminded him, "Brother Jiang Hai, go back to the warehouse first. We can talk about it later. Let's deal with the immediate issues first."
"Okay." Jiang Hai got up and prepared to leave, but then stopped next to Tang Xiaolong and asked, "How much stock do you want this time?"
His tone carried a mixture of excitement and worry.
As for the source of Jiang Hai's concerns, Ye Beiping naturally knew: Jiang Hai simply didn't want Jiang He to be outdone by Tang Xiaolong.
This is a phenomenon that Ye Beiping is happy to see.
Tang Xiaolong thought for a few seconds, then looked at Ye Beiping and said, "Brother Beiping, could I take two thousand pairs this time? I want to see if I can sell them this afternoon."
"No problem." Ye Beiping smiled, not worried at all about whether he could get the money back for the two thousand pairs of leather shoes. He waved his hand and said to Jiang Hai, "Brother Jiang Hai, give them two thousand pairs of leather shoes."
"This..." Jiang Hai hesitated, frowned, paused for a few seconds, and finally nodded and left.
Listen to the sound of the door opening and closing.
Ye Beiping smiled at Tang Xiaolong and said, "Xiaolong, it seems your model is developing very quickly, but as I just told you, the consumption capacity of a district is limited. You need to think about expanding outwards; that's the real way to make money."
"You've already offered 2,000 yuan today, so how about you sell 10,000 pairs, or even 100,000 pairs of leather shoes a day?"
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