Chapter 104 Beverages sell well, forum is born
Fang Wu Yu arrived just after the opening ceremony.
The square is now crowded with people, and Ning Mingmei is standing in a relatively remote location. I really don't know how he found his way here.
Ning Mingmei: "Brother Fang, what advice do you have?"
"You stole the show at the opening ceremony," Fang Wu Yu said.
Ning Mingmei bowed: "Thank you for the compliment, Senior Brother."
Fang Wu Yu was speechless when hearing this. He paused, sneered and said, "Ning Mingmei, you are good at superficial work. However, they are just some unorthodox tricks. The real test will be in the arena. That depends on real strength."
Ning Mingmei actually nodded: "Senior Brother Fang is right."
These words made Fang Wu Yu punch into cotton again. Fortunately, both of them were very decent at the moment.
"Then I look forward to Junior Brother's performance."
Fang Wuyu turned around and was about to leave, but Ning Mingmei stopped him: "Brother Fang, speaking of which, there is one thing I don't understand."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Fang Wu Yu looked at him.
Ning Mingmei asked, "Since you and I want to compare the performance of our disciples in the competition, what rules should we follow for this comparison?"
The competition is divided into two categories according to the level of cultivation, namely the foundation-building stage and the golden elixir stage.
The first stage to compete is the foundation-building stage. The disciples first determine their ranking within their own categories. Afterwards, the top sixteen players in the Foundation Establishment Stage advanced to the Golden Core Stage competition. The Jindan stage competition then begins and the final winner is determined.
Ning Mingmei said: "If we count based on the first place in the competition, neither you nor my disciples will necessarily be able to get first place."
Ning Mingmei is quite rational about this. It is obvious that the most elite forces in this competition are in the hands of Qi Miancheng and Lu Mengqing.
How can the students from several parallel classes be compared with those from Peking University and Tsinghua University? The admission score alone was several tens of points short.
Fang Wuyu obviously agreed. He asked, "What do you think we should do?"
Ning Mingmei said, "That's great. I have a competition algorithm here. Senior Brother Fang, why not take a look at it?"
Fang Wuyu looked at Ning Mingmei who suddenly took out a form from his sleeve: ...
Why does it feel like Ning Mingmei has already prepared everything?
Fang Wu Yu looked over the form carefully. Ning Mingmei established a points calculation formula. Each disciple's ranking corresponded to different points, and finally the average was taken according to the number of disciples. This average was the final score of each peak.
"Brother, what do you think of this calculation method?"
"Very good." Fang Wu Yu took a look, thought it was fair, and nodded arrogantly.
Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "Then I look forward to your performance next time, brother."
...For some reason, Fang Wuyu felt something was wrong with Ning Mingmei's behavior before he left, but he couldn't tell why. He frowned and returned to the group of disciples. The trusted disciple noticed that the master had a strange expression and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong?"
Fang Wuyu: "Nothing... Where's Ye Xiao?"
Looking around, not only Ye Xiao, but several disciples from Baiyun Peak were gone.
Trusted disciple: "Master, they ran to buy Coke as soon as the opening ceremony was over. Ye Xiao said that everyone was scrambling to get the same robe as the master. This robe is limited and will not be available again! If you go too late, it will be sold out."
Fang Wuyu: …………
"Nonsense!" Fang Wuyu said angrily, "Send them back!"
The disciples of Baiyun Peak have seen all kinds of rare treasures, so why would they fight like this just for a robe? If they want robes, Fang Wuyu can make ten or twenty for them!
Trusted disciple: "Master, but it's a limited edition and won't be available again. And even if we make ten more, it won't be a limited edition that we can show off."
Fang Wuyu: ...
What kind of limited magic is this from a mysterious future?
Seeing Fang Wu Yu's veins bulging, his trusted disciple quickly sent a letter asking all the disciples to come back.
Fang Wu Yu looked at them sinisterly, then smiled proudly.
"I don't believe that Baiyun Peak will lose to Qingji Sect?" Fang Wuyu said, "What can Ning Mingmei use to compare with the awe-inspiring sword intent of the disciples of Baiyun Peak?"
…
Ning Mingmei was in a good mood all the way back to Piaomiao Peak on his sword, and the system kept staring at him.
"What's your conspiracy?"
Ning Mingmei: "Do you know what averages there are in this world? There are arithmetic mean, geometric mean, harmonic mean, weighted mean, square mean and other averages."
system:?
Ning Mingmei: "Fang Wuyu's number of troops is thirty-six, and Piao Miao Feng's number of troops is eighteen. Do you know the impact of the number of troops on the calculation of the average?"
System: “Ah?”
"This is what happens when you don't study math." Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses up. "Now, I have the advantage."
? ? ?
Eighteen disciples have already gathered in the Piaomiao Peak Square. Among the eighteen disciples, fourteen of them had flushed cheeks with excitement because they had not been paid so much attention by the sect for a long time and they thought they were very handsome.
The remaining four, who are more introverted, are more punk.
Ning Mingmei gathered them together and gave them an exciting mobilization speech.
After a few days, all the members of Piaomiao Peak had been brainwashed. Only Fifteen and Eighth were still a little nervous.
"Master, we will definitely live up to your trust." Wen Siheng said, "I can feel that we have become stronger."
Lin Heting said: "Yes!"
Ning Mingmei said, "Work hard, and I'll give you three days off when you come back, plus two days off, for a total of seven days."
Seven days off! !
The eyes of the disciples at Piao Miao Peak turned red instantly. They did not know what rest was. For a moment, they were filled with murderous intent and awe-inspiring sword intent.
Not far away, Xue Zhu looked into the distance and said with a bit of worry, "Such a strong murderous aura."
Ren Miao also nodded solemnly: "Yes, I can feel it even from such a distance."
Behind them is the assembly line at Piaomiao Peak that continuously produces Hongniu, Laobaijin, Suanxin Oral Liquid, Coke and Sprite.
Gui Ruoxue and Wu Yun went to develop other things. Now the assembly line is looked after by Hu Yang and the two of them, and the people who take care of the assembly line are the new disciples of Piao Miao Peak and the new disciples of Qi Zhen Peak - if Qian Sheng Peak is still managed by someone, Qi Zhen Peak has completely become a branch peak of Piao Miao Peak.
Ren Miao was squatting beside the assembly line keeping accounts when he heard a voice reporting a news in the distance.
“Sold out!”
“The Coke is sold out!”
“Sprite is sold out too!”
"Additional order!"
Ren Miao:? ?
No way? ? So fast, so much?
And Xue Zhu: "As expected of you, Master Ning Feng, you are so wise!"
Hu Yang: "Master Ning Feng is so wise!"
Ren Miao could only lower his head and frantically keep track of accounts and emails. Now in business, she is Ning Mingmei's most trusted female disciple.
After Ning Mingmei took care of the disciples, he came to take care of the beverage factory here...
"It is a university technology incubator park and the best example of patent implementation on campus." Ning Mingmei corrected the system.
system:……
I have lost the ability to speak to Ning Mingmei.
The draw results were announced on the second day of the opening ceremony. Ning Mingmei took a look and found that there were still three days before the first game of Piaomiao Peak.
He has a lot to do in these three days.
For example, dealing with the sudden popularity of two beverages.
Coke's great popularity at the opening ceremony attracted the attention of all the monks of the Qingji Sect. What's more, the owner of Yanyun Tower and the leader of Qingji Sect were also enthusiastically promoting the products, and word of this spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, creating an explosive publicity effect.
In addition to the monks from Qingji Sect and Yanyun Tower, monks from various sects also attended the opening ceremony. In addition, there are ordinary monks watching the broadcast in the small town at the foot of the mountain. Now Ning Mingmei has heard that many cultivators from outside world have asked disciples of Qingji Sect to help buy Coke and Sprite on their behalf.
Shen Liwan is indeed worthy of being an old native of Qingji Sect. With his help, Ning Mingmei's sales chain swept across most of the Qingji Sect, and at Ning Mingmei's suggestion, he also opened a number of Qingji Sect souvenir shops in Qingji Sect specifically for Ning Mingmei - both inside and outside the sect.
The other souvenirs in the store have not caught up yet, so far, only these drinks are available. There’s a gimmick next to the drinks saying “the same as in Qingji Sect’s Yanyun Tower” and they’re always sold out in a second.
In addition, there is a subtle reminder: "Please leave your bottle, in addition to the lottery, there are other uses!"
As for other things, Ning Mingmei suggested making some notebooks, paper and pens, sweatshirts, ornaments and eco-friendly bags with the Qingji Sect logo. These shops are not only opened at the inner gate, but also at the outer gate, and even in areas accessible to people outside.
——Although I can’t go to Qingji Sect, I can still buy some souvenirs at the Qingji Sect souvenir shop. Don’t you think so?
Although the prices are shockingly high, this is called brand premium.
As the peak master, Ning Mingmei can certainly use the sect's brand with peace of mind.
At the same time, Ning Mingmei also tied Yin Xisheng, who was behind Shen Liwan, to his boat by giving him old platinum.
Who would have thought that Yin Xisheng, a frail beauty, actually likes to drink milk tea.
"Old Platinum is not the most important thing. What's important is the thought that my junior brother came to visit me." Yin Xisheng said at the time.
Ning Mingmei did not forget to "spread it out that Yin Xisheng relies on drinking Platinum to maintain his health." Soon, the news that Old Platinum was the fashionable skincare product of the year spread throughout the Qingji Sect.
It’s just that it’s more expensive and only comes in gift boxes. The system was originally very worried about this: "Can it be sold at such a high price?"
Ning Mingmei: "I sell gift boxes. I haven't asked people to buy notebooks and small ornaments as accessories in the educational souvenir shop. For example, this Himalaya old platinum."
system:?
Ning Mingmei's glasses flashed an evil light: "Old Platinum's English name is Birkin."
Old platinum, platinum bag, birkin, isn’t this a coincidence.
But maintaining sales relationships is certainly more than just giving gifts.
When doing business, of course you have to make some sacrifices, but giving money directly seems too private, too bribery-like, and too corrupt.
How could the upright world of cultivation do such a thing?
So Ning Mingmei proposed the concept of consumption tax. The consumption tax is paid to the place where Coke is sold and is used to purchase the right to sell Coke. Of course, he also passed this cost on to the consumers.
With the tax collected layer by layer, Zhang Zhizhen, Shen Liwan, Yin Xisheng and Jiang Ying are now tied to Ning Mingmei's beverage sales network. They just lie down directly and never resist. As for Xiang Wuxing and Bai Ruoru, they were very easy to talk to. Ning Mingmei gave them the money, but they felt embarrassed. Now they carry Coke and Sprite wherever they go.
Even the cold middle-aged female scroll king Liang Jiansu was very happy. But what she likes is not Coke or Sprite, but Hongniu and Suanxin oral liquid.
——These two are also displayed in educational stores and sold as cheaper health products.
Liang Jiansu was also invited by Ning Mingmei to Piaomiao Peak for an academic exchange.
Liang Jiansu was a cultivator who joined the Qingji Sect halfway through. She, who had fought her way out of a sea of blood and corpses, was completely opposite to the gentle and easy-going Zhang Zhizhen. She has always been known for being competitive, stubborn and aggressive. In the past, she and Ning Mingmei did not get along well. But now, after the two of them had a conversation in Piaomiao Peak, Liang Jiansu actually developed a feeling of mutual admiration.
"I never thought that Master Ning Feng would speak so straightforwardly. I really like him!" Liang Jiansu said, "Especially the matter of organizing the library, which is very meaningful. I will also send my disciples to come along."
Ning Mingmei said hypocritically: "Aren't you too tired? The disciples in your peak also have very strict schedules."
Liang Jiansu said, "Nothing, I'll buy them some more Hongniu and Suanxin oral liquid. They can study while on the drip."
What kind of hellish painting is this? It’s even more hellish than Piaomiao Peak.
During these three days, Ning Mingmei also had a cordial meeting with Guangdong Master Zheng Heguang. Zheng Heguang was a handsome man who looked quite smart. He treated Ning Mingmei to morning tea. The two drank tea and exchanged ideas on cooperation.
Ning Mingmei only has one thing to say about this mentor who doesn't care about the sect and only wants to develop his own company.
"From now on, the sales of beverages within Qingji Sect will be managed by Shen Liwan. Sales outside Qingji Sect will be handled by you."
The two hit it off immediately. Zheng Heguang poured a cup of tea for Ning Mingmei: "Master Ning Feng is not only beautiful, but also very good at doing things."
Ning Mingmei smiled slightly at this.
Sure enough, strength and money are the passport to everything. After the competition, among the twelve main peaks of Qingji Sect, only Baiyun Peak of Fang Wuyu and Jinting Peak of the old-fashioned Fu Weidao are still resisting stubbornly.
However, Ning Mingmei was not in a hurry about this.
after all.
“I’ve only been here less than a year.”
system:……
Less than a year? Why does it feel like so many years have passed? So what will the world of immortal cultivation be like in twenty years?
If a mosquito flies into the fairyland, it will immediately become a demon.
Ning Mingmei: "In the next twenty years, I will upgrade my industrial chain, master core technologies, and develop high-end technologies. Once the prototype is ready, I will find a foundry to mass-produce it and build the factory in the third world, the human world or the demon world. Especially the human world, where the labor force is cheap."
system:……
Ning Mingmei was electrocuted and fell to the ground. He felt the pain he hadn’t felt in a long time. “Isn’t this natural? This is called industrial transfer. Anyway, we are the only beverage company in the market.”
System: "Just wait, someone will definitely pirate your drink. This is your blessing."
Through constant exposure, the system has also learned some strange words.
Ning Mingmei got up from the ground and pushed his glasses: "No hurry. Do you know what Disney is?"
system:?
Ning Mingmei doesn't talk to the ignorant system. Tomorrow morning is Old Seventeen’s first competition. Before that, he had something more important to do.
This also concerns his future layout.
Ning Mingmei walked in the moonlight and came to the library. In the library, two talisman practitioners raised their disheveled heads.
It was hard to imagine that the people from Yinbing Pavilion had been here for several days, but they hadn’t even met them once.
"Finished?" Ning Mingmei said.
The two men had lifeless eyes, having lost the joy of completing the work, as if their souls had been sucked out of them, and they just nodded.
Ning Mingmei patted the two on the shoulders and said, "Very good, be happy. I will give you a certain amount of shares. It's time to give it a name. Do you have any suggestions?"
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