Wei Yandan checked the goods and found nothing wrong, so she continued to store them here. Next, she would need to haul them back one truckload at a time for secondary processing, and then store them here again.
If we don't sell anything for even one day, we'll incur over 400 yuan in storage fees every day—that's all money!
Back in her office, Zhao Yanran made a phone call and then went out again. A short while later, she was in a restaurant, where she sat opposite a man in his forties.
"What's the matter? Why are you calling out here?" the man asked.
"Didn't I tell you a few days ago that I needed you to do something for me? In a few days, you can clean up the mess for me. The price doesn't have to be too high. I'll give you 100,000 yuan first, and if you can't finish it, I'll give you 150,000 yuan," Zhao Yanran instructed.
"What kind of clearance item is this? It's so expensive!" the man exclaimed in surprise.
"One million units in stock!"
"Even if it's a million-dollar clearance item, this price is a bit expensive!"
"That's part of the cost, not a defective product. Get it done quickly, you know?"
"Don't worry, I can tell you're about to strike it rich again." The man took a bite of his food and asked, "Is it that fool who bought two tons of wax oil?"
"Who else could it be?"
"Let me tell you, after the news about the two tons of wax oil spread, I knew you were going to strike it rich. You've run into such a once-in-a-millennium sucker, you're incredibly lucky!"
The two exchanged a glance, clinked glasses, and everything was understood without a word.
After a few days of silence, the factory became busy again. The new management team was very disciplined, and Jiang Xiaoyan suddenly realized that she was no longer busy. All the things she used to be busy with were now being handled by the management team.
In the evening, Wei Yandan drove Jiang Xiaoyan back to the villa entrance, where she saw Lu Feng doing push-ups on the floor by the door.
"He's always so carefree," Jiang Xiaoyan muttered as she got out of the car, feeling like she was destined to always be a worrywart.
Wei Yandan, however, did not think so. Instead, she believed that Lu Feng's state of mind was one of complete control. When one has the ability to control everything, he will have a lot of free time because he knows what to do at what time and can handle everything with ease.
"You're back?" Lu Feng got up, wiped his sweat, and said, "I've made dinner: sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed crab, and a turbot."
"I processed two truckloads of goods today, but they charged me over ten thousand yuan in storage fees. I didn't earn a single penny..."
"Alright, alright!" Seeing her pout, Lu Feng quickly pushed her back and said, "Let's eat, let's eat. President Wei, come in and eat with us."
While eating, Jiang Xiaoyan angrily complained about Zhao Yanran, saying that she had called Zhao Yanran in the afternoon and the two had a fight. At the dinner table, she kept blaming herself for being blind.
"President Lu, those lipsticks are expected to be processed within five days. What should we do next?" Wei Yandan thought for a moment and then said, "Should we announce to the public that these lipsticks were salvaged, and then create a frenzy to sell them?"
"You're pretty average when it comes to marketing," Lu Feng commented on Wei Yandan's marketing abilities, taking a bite of turbot as he said, "This level of marketing and planning will definitely have a mediocre response, because what you think of, others have also thought of. There's no shortage of smart people these days, there are too many of them."
Wei Yandan felt a little nervous when she heard Lu Feng's evaluation, and hurriedly said, "I don't know much about the market. I'm more of a manager, and I also worked as a market development manager for two years."
"Do you know anything about antiques?" Lu Feng asked casually.
"Antiques?" Wei Yandan shook her head and said, "I've never dealt with these things before. They're very expensive."
"Have you ever wondered why it's so expensive?"
"Because it's scarce!"
"Scarcity? Then go to a museum to see them. You can see all kinds of precious things there. Is it a buyer's market or a seller's market for these things?" Lu Feng asked rhetorically.
"It should be a buyer's market, where the highest bidder wins."
"For example, if an antique is up for auction and three people like it, and these three people are the most competitive bidders, can these three people reach a gentleman's agreement in private? They originally planned to spend ten million to buy it, but the three of them discussed the price and decided on five million. They bid for it first, then looked at it together, studied it together, and then held a second auction among themselves. In this way, they made friends and could enjoy the thing they wanted for a while."
Wei Yandan thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "That's true, but the primary condition is that the three people have to know each other."
"There's no need to get to know them. There's a magic between rich people; they're drawn to each other. Antiques themselves don't generate value; they're more about the inheritance of history and culture. There's a saying: 'Gold is valued in times of chaos, antiques in times of prosperity.' That's why they've reached this point, fetching tens or hundreds of millions at auction. Where there's a market, there's demand."
Lu Feng put down his chopsticks, spat out a fish bone, and looked at Wei Yandan, asking, "Which market segment?"
Wei Yandan's mind was a little blank, and she smiled awkwardly, saying, "I don't quite understand."
"There's no market for antiques, but there's a market for pricing them. If a vase is offered to you for 100,000 yuan, would you buy it? You definitely wouldn't. But if you find an expert to analyze the vase, then take it to an auction house, and it goes through the process of selling for 100,000 yuan, do you think it's worth 100,000 yuan?"
Wei Yandan nodded.
"So, antiques aren't valuable, but the act of making them valuable is very valuable. Why is it valuable? Because there's a shady market, a market you can't see: money laundering!" Lu Feng said with a smile.
Wei Yandan understood somewhat, but she didn't quite understand. Did this have anything to do with the lipstick market?
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