Chapter 69 A good start, a good start
Song Yu Nuan had ridden several laps in the warehouse just now, and she could master this 28-inch bicycle. Hao
So, he carried the little old lady to the door of the department store.
At that time, the 28-inch bicycle had a bracket at the back. When the bracket was opened, the bicycle would stop steadily on the ground.
We found an open space, and there were people selling dried fruits from the mountains next to them. Here, it is called hawthorn, and its scientific name is hawthorn. It is particularly beautiful when the flowers bloom.
One dime a cup, and there are people who buy it.
On the other side, there are people selling maltose, and there are also stalls selling oil fruits. It seems that the price is very expensive, and there are very few people in front of the stalls.
Song Yu Nuan realized a problem, that is, people are still used to buying things in the building of the department store with tickets.
However, someone has to start first. Hao
So, he took out the twenty shoulder bags and hair flowers in the bag, hung the shoulder bags on the handlebars, and strung the hair flowers in a string. In a blink of an eye, the door with monotonous colors seemed to be blooming with flowers.
Soon, a group of people gathered.
Most of them were women.
Especially young girls.
A girl asked curiously, "What do you do?"
Song Yu Nuan smiled and didn't answer directly, but pointed at the shoulder bag and hairpins on her body: "The shoulder bag is three yuan each, the big hairpins are sixty cents and the small ones are thirty cents, and the big hairpins are one yuan for two. I don't have much stuff today, and it's a bit late, so I buy two shoulder bags for five yuan, and buy ten hairpins and get one for free."
Oh, so they are selling things.
The price is not cheap, but it's not that expensive either.
Someone asked, "Where are you from?"
Although Mrs. Song was nervous, after all, it was her first time, but facing a group of young girls, she was very calm and would not tell you where her family was or how she got there.
She smiled and said, "Oh, this is unique in our county. Even the provincial capital doesn't have it. You are all so pretty, but you can't always use hair bands and handkerchiefs. Let's try something new to make you even prettier than you are now. Look at my granddaughter with a shoulder bag and a hair flower on her back. Isn't she very beautiful?"
Song Yu Nuan was wearing a plaid coat, denim trousers, a pair of leather shoes, a rainbow bag on her back, a double ponytail, and a hair flower that they had never seen before.
Just like the big stars in the magazines.
Beautiful and stylish with a unique style. Hao
The role model power of models is endless. Song Yu Nuan's advertising effect was good, so someone was the first to pay for it. After the first one, there was the second one.
Especially the service attitude is good, you can pick whatever you want, as long as you don't damage it.
As for the shoulder bag, you can just carry it and try it out, and let others see the effect.
This time, Song Yu Nuan brought 30 shoulder bags and 200 hair ornaments.
It was a whole bag.
It's good to sell this, you don't have to worry about squeezing, you don't have to worry about expiration, and you don't have to worry about hygiene issues .
You don't even have to pack it, you
can just pick it up and go. Hao Those who bought shoulder bags put them on directly, and as for the hair ornaments, some even took out a small mirror and saw how beautiful they looked in the mirror, so they couldn't bear to take them off and put them on and went away.
The smart ones bought two shoulder bags together.
They saved 50 cents at once, and then added 10 cents to buy a hair ornament.
It's not an exaggeration at all. These things sold very quickly. They were sold out in less than an hour.
Old Mrs. Song felt that it was largely because of her granddaughter's good sample. The
man selling hawthorns next to her exchanged three cups of hawthorns for a small head flower. When she wanted to exchange it again, it was sold out.
Old Mrs. Song only knew that her granddaughter's bag was full of money. Hao
Her hands were shaking. She
didn't expect it to be so popular.
She thought it would be good if she could sell a few.
It was a good start!
Just when they were about to leave, seven or eight girls came. They all came after hearing about it, but it was a pity that they were sold out.
It was dispensable at first, but suddenly she felt that she had to buy it.
Old Mrs. Song told a few people that they would come again in a few days. Hao
The girls were anxious and asked how many days it would take. They couldn't wait every day.
Song Yu Nuan: "Next week, at this time, I promise I will come."
On Saturday afternoon, some units will have a half-day holiday.
Otherwise, there would be no time to go shopping in the department store.
The old lady wanted to say that they could actually do it tomorrow, but Xiao Nuan must listen to this matter, otherwise, if everyone says something different, they will be laughed at by outsiders. It
's impossible to count money in broad daylight.
But there is also a shoulder bag for Ji Xinyi and a hair flower for Yingying in the bag. Hao
I would rather leave a group behind than leave one person behind.
I must give gifts to Old Man Ji's daughter and granddaughter.
Arriving at Songshu Hutong, Old Lady Song refused to go in: "I am old, and people will have to entertain me if I go there. It's so troublesome. You go alone, and come out after delivering the things. Let's hurry home."
Song Yunuan felt that what her grandmother said made sense, so she rode her bicycle into the hutong.
At this time, Qin Siqi and Lin Qing were in the yard of Old Ji.
Lin Qing was giving gifts to Old Ji.
In half a month, my sister's condition was basically stable, and the rest was to slowly recover. Hao
After another week of treatment, they should go back to Beidu.
Lin Qing collected a lot of good things for Old Ji, but she didn't expect to see Qin Siqi just when she was about to leave. Thinking of Song Yunuan, Lin Qing gritted her teeth in hatred.
So, she sat down and talked with Qin Siqi.
This talk lasted for the whole morning.
Qin Siqi didn't expect that the development of the matter was different from what she saw when she was unconscious.
Qin Siqi thought she was dreaming.
But what kind of dream could be so serious?
At noon, after the test at the electronics factory was over, Zheng Dong and Lu Feng, who looked lonely, came to the guesthouse.
Qin Siqi's mind was in a mess.
Human beings like to think about what they can't get.
This is true for both men and women.
But if Lu Feng was gentle and obedient to her, maybe Qin Siqi wouldn't insist, but the look in Lu Feng's eyes when he looked at her was one of - it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could Xiao Nuan go back to the countryside?
Qin Siqi wanted to get angry, but Lu Feng at this time was not familiar with her.
Even in her coma, she and Lu Feng only slowly came together after Song Yunuan died. Hao
Lu Feng hid in the room, obviously not giving up.
After all, Song Yunuan is still alive now.
She heard that Mr. Ji was here, so she came with Lin Qing to deliver something to Mr. Ji.
I also made friends with the great doctor and added weight to myself.
Not only were there Lin Qing and Qin Siqi in the room, but also Su Junze who was talking to Master Ji respectfully.
Seeing Song Yunuan coming in, before Master Ji could speak, Lin Qing touched her face and thought of the two slaps, her eyes were full of gloom. It
was not visible on the outside, but it hurt inside for several days. It
was a burning pain. It
was just a little better in the past few days.
Not only was it humiliating, but it also made her feel miserable.
She stared at Song Yunuan.
Song Yu Nuan asked bluntly: "Lin Qing, why are you glaring at me?"
Lin Qing stood up suddenly, Su Junze hurried over, held her, and whispered: "Qing'er!"
Unexpectedly, Song Yu Nuan pointed at Qin Siqi, who also had a bad face: "And you, why are you glaring at me?" Hao
Song Yu Nuan is not reckless.
The bravest wins when two meet on a narrow road.
Since it is a situation that cannot be reconciled, why should we compromise?