"Mom, we should have offered discounts when we first opened, but we were too busy to do so. Now there are not many students on Saturdays and Sundays, so I want to offer discounts every Saturday and Sunday to attract more people." Du Chen explained to his parents beside him.
Du Chen's parents took a closer look, calculated the cost, and found that this business was viable, so they and Du Chen put the calendar on the wall next to the door. Then Du Chen placed a tape recorder next to the counter and played songs to attract customers.
"Slowly looking back at the night that once belonged to each other
Honghong is still the bright sunshine in my heart that you gave me
I shed silly tears and hope you can sympathize and forgive me
Tomorrow morning I will leave you on a long and lonely road..."
The tape recorder played Chen Huixian's "Thousands of Songs", and Comrade Lao Du listened at the side with some fascination. Good music can always resonate with everyone.
"You kid are really good at making trouble." Comrade Lao Du, who came back to his senses, praised Du Chen.
Du Chen's mother also asked in a somewhat disheartening tone, "Old Du, will this consume a lot of electricity?"
"Mom, it will be easier to attract customers this way." Du Chen hurriedly explained. His mother has always been very careful. There is no other way. Her two sons are waiting here, so Du Chen's mother has always been frugal in life.
"Then turn down the volume a bit." She understood, but it was better to save as much as possible. Du Chen's mother made another small suggestion.
"Okay, Mom, I'll turn it down." Du Chen quickly turned down the volume of the recorder.
The cassette being played now was the one that Du Chen had asked for when he bought a Walkman for his brother Du Bin last time. It was a Cantonese collection. Some passersby stopped to listen. Although they didn't understand what was being sung, they were still happily listening to the songs.
"Brother, do you sell tapes here? What's the name of this song?" At this time, a young man in work clothes couldn't help but come to the door of the store and asked the people inside.
"We sell stationery, son, what is the name of this song?" Before Du Chen could say anything, Comrade Lao Du had already given the answer.
"Oh..." The young man sighed in disappointment, and then looked at Du Chen, obviously wanting to know what the song was called.
"Big Brother, my family sells cassettes too. We'll go get some tomorrow. What kind of music do you like?" Du Chen ignored his father and turned directly to the young man. Why not make the money? This is another business.
"Ah... I like pop songs." The young man looked at Comrade Lao Du and said this, obviously not believing what the little brat Du Chen said.
"That's right, young man. We will go to the city to purchase supplies tomorrow. It's no problem if you want to buy tapes." Du Chen's mother reacted quickly and spoke directly to the young man.
"Then I'll come and have a look tomorrow." After receiving an affirmative answer, the young man said directly.
"Big brother, do you like pop songs? Are they from mainland China? Hong Kong? Taiwan? I have them all. Come over and have a look tomorrow. I also have a lot of Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts novels for rent. You can choose from them too."
"Really? Then let me take a look first." The young man who was about to turn around and leave became obviously interested when he heard about the martial arts novel and followed Du Chen to another room.
"Big brother, take a look at this. This is the catalog of books I rent. I'll show you which one you like. The song I just sang was Thousands of Songs by Hong Kong singer Priscilla Chan. The next one is Danny Chan's 'I Just Like You'. You can also listen to it and see if you like it." Du Chen was trying hard to promote his own business.
At this time, the tape recorder happened to play "I Just Like You". The young man turned around and listened carefully for a few words before saying to Du Chen, "I like this song too. It's also a song from Hong Kong, right?"
"Yes, big brother. Tomorrow I will pick out some Cantonese tapes for you to listen to and see which one you like. I also have a Walkman at home. Would you like to try it? You can carry it with you and listen to music." Du Chen just secretly took a look at the young man in work clothes. He was obviously a railway employee. The young man was willing to spend money, so Du Chen started to sell the Walkman again.
"Can I carry it with me and listen to music anytime? Is it the same as what's shown on TV? How much is it? And how much is the tape?" The young man was immediately interested when he heard this and asked directly.
"Brother, the tapes are five yuan each, and the Walkman is ninety yuan." Du Chen calculated, gritted his teeth and quoted a high price.
"It's a bit expensive..." The young man felt a little painful when he heard Du Chen's offer. He had just started working and could only earn more than 200 yuan a month, most of which he had to hand over to his parents.
"Brother, the price is the same if you go to the city. You still have to pay for the travel expenses, right? Let me tell you, I have a Walkman at home. If you are not busy, I will get it and you can try it first." Du Chen worked hard to make money.
"I have to go on duty now, so there's no rush." The young man looked at his watch and found that it was almost time to go to work.
"Then come over after get off work at noon. I'll bring the walkman over later. What do you think?"
"Okay, okay, no problem." The young man said quickly.
"By the way, can you bring these books over so I can take a look? How do I rent them?"
"Brother, it's a ten-dollar deposit, and the rent is ten cents a day. Just deduct the money from the deposit when you return the book."
The young man looked at the books Du Chen brought over, selected a martial arts novel, took out ten yuan, took the book and hurried to work.
"Son, do you think it's possible? We bought the Walkman for 60 last time. Isn't 90 a bit expensive for you?" Comrade Lao Du came over and asked.
"I don't know if it will work, but ninety is not expensive. Let's see how he bargains. My bottom line is to give him a cassette and headphones." Du Chen said to his father.
"Son, weren't the headphones given away for free when we bought the Walkman?"
"Dad, you are too honest. Everyone sells earphones separately. They are given by the manufacturer to the buyers." Du Chen changed the concept. The earphones are indeed given as a gift when the walkman leaves the factory, but few merchants will give them to you for free.
"That's right, Lao Du, just listen to your son. When people ask you if you have a tape, just tell them directly that you don't." Du Chen's mother also chimed in.
Du Chen watched his mother start to scold his father, said, "I'm going home to get my Walkman," and turned around and hid.
At around noon, Du Chen finally saw the young man he'd been waiting for that morning. After trying the Walkman, the young man finally decided to buy one. He then began haggling over the price with Du Chen. After a long discussion, Du Chen ultimately didn't offer a discount, but he did agree to give him a pair of headphones and two AA batteries.
"It's a deal then, big brother. Come over tomorrow around noon. The goods will be back around then. And you have to give me a fifty dollar deposit."
"Okay, I don't have any money with me now, I'll come over and give it to you in the afternoon." The young man agreed readily.
"Okay, brother. See you this afternoon." Du Chen said to the young man with a smile.
"Okay, see you in the afternoon." The young man said hello and left in a hurry.
At this time, Ding Miaomiao, who had been watching for a long time, asked Du Bin in surprise.
"Are you sure your brother is only in the second grade? He's only eight years old?"
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