Chapter 153 Then I’ll give you my bottom?
When Wen Ci returned home, the sun had already set.
The cafeteria was closed at this time. Wen Ci walked towards the phone in the living room with a cheerful pace. Seeing the man walking towards him, he said, "Huo Jingyuan, I'm hungry. I want to eat noodles."
"Then I'll give you the bottom?"
"Yeah."
During the time that Huo Jingyuan was in the hospital, Wen Ci filled the refrigerator in the kitchen to the brim. All kinds of vegetables were kept in fresh-keeping containers, and the beef and pork were frozen.
"Where's Wen Yaozu?"
"Asleep."
Wen Yaozu had been exercising in the yard all day and was already exhausted. After dinner, he yawned and went to bed.
Huo Jingyuan took some ingredients from the refrigerator.
He wanted to make braised noodles for Wen Ci.
He frowned when he smelled a faint odor in the refrigerator. This refrigerator was brought back from abroad by his aunt a few years ago, and the maintenance method was completely unknown.
Or let aunt send Taiwan back?
Huo Jingyuan thought about it carefully and realized that he and Wen Ci would only stay in the capital for half a year at most, and by the time the refrigerator was shipped back from abroad, they would probably have returned to the northwest.
On the sofa, Wen Ci called Xu Jinghe and said excitedly, "Xu Jinghe, I might come to the south in a few days."
“You sold out?”
Wen Ci shook his head. "It's not like I've sold out all of them. I sold thousands of clothes today, but it was also thanks to the military district. I sold them to the family compound for five yuan a pound, and the military district subsidized three yuan."
After a long silence, Xu Jinghe asked, "Aren't you planning to sell it for 9 yuan a pound? Considering the shipping cost, you have already invested 7 yuan a pound. If you sell it for 8 yuan, you won't make much with 40,000 pieces of clothing."
Hearing this, Wen Ci's eyes widened.
He said something was wrong, and it turned out that he had said the wrong price. He originally planned to make a profit of two yuan per catty, but it turned out to be one yuan per catty.
It's too hard to make even a penny profit.
Wen Ci bit his lip and said, "Then I'll raise the price tomorrow."
"Don't do that." Xu Jinghe hurriedly stopped him. The most important thing in doing business is integrity. "If you have already advertised it as 8 yuan per pound, then you should still sell it at 8 yuan. Changing the price will easily affect your reputation."
Wen Ci said tangledly, “But I only advertised it at the military district family compound for eight yuan. I plan to sell it at the market tomorrow, and then negotiate the price with the mall and wholesale market.”
"The strategy is fine, but can the business be negotiated?"
As a special salesperson in a clothing factory, every time the factory releases new products, he or she needs to talk to the person in charge of the shopping mall, and treating them to a meal is essential.
A low-profit selling method like Wen Ci’s.
Treating people to a meal is not cost-effective.
"I have a plan."
After chatting for a few more words, Huo Jingyuan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot braised noodles. The aroma filled the air. Wen Ci looked at the man and swallowed:
"Let's not talk about it for now. I'll report to you tomorrow."
"OK."
Wen Ci hung up the phone, got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table. There was fried potatoes and meat on the braised noodles, and the noodles were evenly coated with sauce.
Wen Ci swallowed helplessly.
"Huo Jingyuan, your cooking skills are getting better and better."
Huo Jingyuan curled his lips, "Wife, you know my cooking skills are superb before you even eat?"
“True deliciousness can be judged by its taste.”
As she spoke, Wen Ci couldn't wait to take the bowl of braised noodles from the man. There were crumbs of fried potatoes and meat on her chopsticks. She licked her chopsticks.
“It smells so good.”
Immediately, Wen Ci began to eat noodles in big mouthfuls. In the family compound at night, the voices of many aunts chatting could be heard.