"right!"
"The unit price is a bit high. With the base, label, and packaging, the wholesale price is over three yuan. If they sell it at retail, they'll lose money if it's five yuan."
"Do you think it'll sell well at seven yuan?"
"I really don't know. You can try it. It mainly depends on the finished product. We also have some good ones. The retail price is almost ten yuan. Ten yuan for a lipstick? Only rich young girls can afford that," the shopkeeper said with a smile.
Jiang Xiaoyan inquired about the market with the shop owner and tried their high-end products. Lu Feng sat on a plastic stool next to her, yawning. Maybe that's just how men are.
The stall across the street was quite large, about 40 or 50 square meters. A young woman in a short skirt was sitting there eating sunflower seeds, and every now and then a few young men would pass by and glance at her.
"Yanzi, how are the sales?" a crisp, efficient female voice rang out.
Lu Feng felt that the voice was familiar. He looked towards the person who spoke and was surprised to see that it was Zhao Yanran, the woman he had recruited that day.
"Mr. Zhao, today's shipments went very well; we sold 20,000 yuan worth of goods." The young woman was clearly startled by the sudden inspection and stood up, dropping the sunflower seeds she was holding.
"All you do all day is eat sunflower seeds, why are you dressed like this?" Zhao Yanran frowned as she stared at her and scolded, "Let me tell you, don't flirt with other people. If you're not flirtatious enough, I'll send you back."
"I see."
"Change your clothes, I'll go check out that counter." Zhao Yanran said, preparing to leave. She turned around and glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan's back, then looked at Lu Feng beside her.
"Oh ho, it's you two?" Zhao Yanran looked at Lu Feng as if she had found something amusing and said, "Your ten thousand yuan manager didn't come along?"
“A manager naturally has his own things to do. You’re quite capable, managing both production and sales,” Lu Feng said.
"Not bad. You have to manage your own factory yourself. I don't trust others to handle it, lest you get ripped off. I can tell you two are rich, so just be the ripped off." Zhao Yanran smiled smugly, as if she had seen through everything, and said, "In less than two months, you'll make that manager screw you over."
Jiang Xiaoyan heard someone speaking behind her, turned around and was surprised to see Zhao Yanran. She exclaimed happily, "I didn't expect to run into you here! I'm so happy!"
How happy were you?
Jiang Xiaoyan was speechless after being rebuked, and Lu Feng said, "Are you on fire?"
"What do you mean by 'eating gunpowder'? How can you speak so vulgarly?" Li Yanran rebuked coldly.
Lu Feng didn't initially think the words were vulgar, but upon reflection, they did seem a bit vulgar, leaving him feeling incredibly embarrassed.
"Can't you speak properly? Go do your own thing and don't talk to us," Lu Feng said irritably.
"Well, I wanted to chat with you because you're all so young, but you all seem uninterested, so forget it. I moved in here just a few years after it opened. I started with a single counter, then opened my own factory, and now I supply more than a dozen counters. I can't say I'm the number one in the lipstick category, but I'm definitely one of the best." Zhao Yanran said with a proud look on her face.
"Then teach us, okay? I don't really know much about it either. My husband isn't very good at talking, so please don't take it to heart. Let's have dinner together tonight. We're not saying we want to produce lipsticks or steal your business. We're just new here and hope someone can guide us," Jiang Xiaoyan said gently.
Why waste your breath arguing with her...?
"Shut your mouth!" Jiang Xiaoyan said to Lu Feng.
Lu Feng sensed that she had indeed become more confident; she even told him to shut up, sitting there with his arms crossed and not saying a word.
"Hey girl, you're the real businesswoman, unlike your man, who talks like he's on steroids."
"Whose gun am I supposed to take?" Lu Feng was speechless.
"I'm talking to myself, so don't make a sound."
"You seem like a gentle person, someone who's easy to talk to. After I finish working at those counters, I'll chat with you." Zhao Yanran smiled broadly.
"Okay, okay, I'll treat." Jiang Xiaoyan cheered up. She was now eager to learn about the rules here and how to sell goods.
If one could gain the experience of a senior like Zhao Yanran, one would naturally avoid many detours.
Lu Feng saw through her thoughts, but he also knew that many of the detours were pointed out by his seniors!
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