Since boarding the Qimingxing (Morning Star) bandwagon, Zhao Jiahui has been living a very successful life.
I still vividly remember the bet I made with Wu Changfeng to obtain the agency rights for agricultural tricycles.
Several years have passed, and I am no longer that junior employee at the agricultural machinery station.
Now I've become a small-to-medium-sized business owner.
They hold the sales rights for agricultural tricycles and tuk-tuks.
Looking at the tuk-tuk cars filling the city, he felt incredibly satisfied.
I sold them all myself, one by one.
Zhao Jiahui felt extremely gratified every time he saw the tuk-tuk speeding by or the farm tricycles loaded with fruits and vegetables coming to the city to sell.
Not only did I become wealthy, but I also bought a house and a car.
He even hired two salespeople, while he himself remained a hands-off manager.
Just go and settle the accounts every day.
"I owe all of this to Wu Changfeng," he often tells his friends.
This day.
Zhao Jiahui received a call from Qimingxing.
Under normal circumstances, the Morning Star will not call itself.
The most frequent reason I get called is to ask when I'm going to order more stock.
But Zhao Jiahui felt something was strange today, since he had already ordered the goods two days ago.
Do we still need to stock up on inventory?
Really? Do marketing company salespeople really need this little bit of sales performance?
Zhao Jiahui answered the phone with suspicion.
Unexpectedly, it was Li Dapeng who called: "Hello, Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Jiahui replied, "Oh, Mr. Li, are you planning to treat me to drinks?"
Li Dapeng said with a smile, "Look at you, all I owe you is a drink, I'll make it up to you sooner or later."
Zhao Jiahui joked, "It's been a year since we started owing it, so we should raise the interest rate."
"I'm not kidding anymore," Li Dapeng said. "Boss Zhao, I have a fantastic business opportunity to recommend to you."
Zhao Jiahui became serious and asked, "A good business? Is it yours?"
Zhao Jiahui became wary; he was most afraid of someone introducing him to good business opportunities in a private capacity.
Damn it, Zhao Jiahui had also met with sales staff from other manufacturers. These people, seeing that you have money, keep an eye on you all day long.
They're determined to empty your pockets.
He tempted himself to gamble all the time.
Zhao Jiahui wasn't fooled; he generally ignored these unofficial, supposedly helpful offers.
Li Dapeng said, "It's not mine. I don't have that ability. Otherwise, I would have gone solo. I would still be relying on Qimingxing to support me in my old age."
"That's right, we are now launching a multi-speed bicycle, and the market prospects are very good."
Zhao Jiahui exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? Bicycles? Qimingxing makes these things?"
"You've even made excavators, so why is your product still not working?"
"This is simply unbelievable."
"Besides, there are bicycles everywhere, why bother with this? The competition is too fierce. Tell Wu Changfeng to be down-to-earth!"
When Zhao Jiahui heard it was a bicycle, he lost interest.
I thought they were introducing some great business opportunity.
Is this a good business?
Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about what a good business is?
Bumper cars are a great business!
Why is the Morning Star reversing?
What's the point of buying a bicycle? They're ridiculously cheap, nothing interesting.
Moreover, it's very difficult to do.
Zhao Jiahui has always admired Wu Changfeng, feeling that Wu Changfeng is a talented person who can always turn his ideas into reality and make money for everyone.
But now...
bike?
Stop messing around, okay? Don't come to me with this stuff, I don't distribute it!
Upon hearing this, Li Dapeng sensed that Zhao Jiahui didn't seem very interested.
Did I mishear something?
Li Dapeng continued, "Mr. Zhao, listen to me carefully. The new product is indeed a bicycle, but it's not an ordinary bicycle. It's a multi-speed bicycle. Do you understand? It's multi-speed, unlike other bicycles!"
Li Dapeng emphasized the word "speed change".
I'm afraid Zhao Jiahui misunderstood.
Zhao Jiahui was taken aback. What? A variable speed one?
Zhao Jiahui was dumbfounded. A gearbox on a bicycle...
This art style is hard to look at!
Zhao Jiahui swallowed hard and asked, "Um...the kind that burns oil?"
Li Dapeng almost coughed up blood: "It's not fuel-burning! It's pedaling, it's pedaling with both legs!"
Zhao Jiahui was even more confused.
This is ridiculous... If you pedal manually, how can the gearbox even move?
Zhao Jiahui held the phone while flipping through the calendar.
In other countries, there seems to be a special day called April Fools' Day. Let's see if today is April Fools' Day.
Damn, isn't this just making a fool of myself?!
It's truly unimaginable how a person can pedal a gearbox.
They all install the same engine.
Wouldn't it be better to use oil?
If you don't use oil, won't that person work themselves to death?
What, a weight-loss bicycle?
Zhao Jiahui sighed and remained silent for a long time: "I still can't understand..."
Li Dapeng was too lazy to explain: "Here's what we'll do, come over when you have some free time, and I'll let you see the actual product."
Zhao Jiahui grunted, clearly wanting to say he wouldn't go.
It feels like they're just messing with me, why should I get involved?
But Li Dapeng kept inviting him, saying that if Zhao Jiahui didn't come, he would bring his bicycle to find him himself...
Zhao Jiahui rubbed his forehead. This guy was being a bit shameless.
Zhao Jiahui had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll go there this afternoon."
"All set!" Li Dapeng said with a smile, "I've prepared the food and drinks, let's have a bite."
Zhao Jiahui didn't expect Li Dapeng to be so stingy.
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