Chapter 493 Special Care
However, window paper-cuts are disposable items, and each household only uses one or two pairs, so in one day, almost everyone in the town who can afford to spend a dollar on New Year's goods has bought one.
At the same time, the New Year's goods that had just been replenished in the supply and marketing cooperative had been sold out by three-tenths, and everyone was shocked when they counted them.
The director of the supply and marketing cooperative was a small leader after all, and he was quick-witted, and he quickly said: "Comrade Xiao Jun, although our country has machine-made mass-produced window paper-cuts that can meet the needs of the people, the window paper-cuts you cut are very beautiful and novel in style.
This activity of giving away window decorations for every dollar spent is so popular in our small town. Wouldn't there be even more customers participating in it when it reaches the county or provincial capital?
If you have time, I can recommend you to go to the county or provincial capital to do activities, and the leaders will definitely give you some commissions at that time."
Xiao Jun smiled and said, "Window paper-cuts are easy to copy. I'm afraid that before I can finish the discussion with them, these patterns will have already become popular there."
The Xiahua people have a strong ability to imitate, which is undeniable to everyone.
The director was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and smiled, "You little comrade will definitely have a great future. Even adults are not as open-minded as you."
Who can resist the temptation of gold and silver?
The accountant went through today's accounts carefully from beginning to end, and handed the account book over in surprise, "Director, take a look, the total is 316.94 yuan!
That’s almost our revenue from the two days of the Chinese New Year.”
The director took it and read it carefully, and couldn't help but look up at Xiao Jun several times.
The consumption concept of residents in the small town is still relatively conservative. Few people will buy luxury goods unless there is a wedding or a baby. Basically, customers buy daily necessities and New Year's goods.
On average, each family can spend less than three yuan each time, and most of the time it’s one or two yuan, after all, prices are relatively high during the Chinese New Year.
There are as many as one hundred fifty or sixty customers a day, which is the day with the most traffic since they opened this supply and marketing cooperative, and it is all because of the young boy in front of them.
"How much red paper do we have left in our warehouse?" the director asked the warehouse manager.
"Director, we have a total of 500 tickets this time, but there are dozens of tickets squeezed out before, so there are still more than 400 tickets left in total."
"Okay, Comrade Xiao Jun, I'll give you all the remaining things as your reward," the director smiled and told the warehouse manager to take the things out, and even bought him a new pair of scissors with his own money.
"These are what you deserve," the director said quickly when he saw Xiao Jun was about to push the scissors back, "Now the supply and marketing cooperative has increased the performance rewards for salesmen. You sold so much today, which actually generates income for us employees.
It's just a pair of scissors. Our employees can enjoy the internal cost price, so it's not much. Here you go, just take it.
Only then will I feel comfortable proposing the next collaboration.”
Xiao Jun nodded, thanked him, and put the scissors into his bag.
The director thought for a moment and said, "Comrade Xiao Jun, do you want to cut them into window decorations and sell them at the market?"
"Yes, our market will be held in two days, so I have to work overtime to get these window paper-cuts done," Xiao Jun nodded.
"Comrade Xiao Jun, your window paper-cuts are nice, but the villagers like to buy red paper and look for acquaintances to cut them. The supply and marketing cooperative is doing a booming business today because the window paper-cuts are given away for free. If you sell them outside, you may not be able to sell a hundred or eighty pairs in three days."
"Uncle Director, what do you want to say?" Xiao Jun pursed his lips and smiled faintly, like an adult. He was not affected by the director's description, as if he had already thought of it.
"I think, it's so cold now, instead of freezing outside all day, why don't you sell us the paper-cuts you have made? We'll buy a pair of paper-cuts for two cents, and we'll sell you as many as you cut, until the twenty-ninth day of the lunar year!
How about it, would you consider it?" The director did not ask him to go home and discuss it with his parents. Instead, he treated him as an ordinary business partner and discussed it seriously.
Xiao Jun lowered his eyelids slightly, rubbed his stiff fingers and wrists, and calculated silently in his mind. Four hundred sheets of paper could be cut into 1,200 pairs of window paper-cuts, and each pair cost two cents, a total of 24 yuan.
He would probably have to work non-stop for three whole days to finish it.
After school, he can only cut clothes all day on Saturdays and Sundays, and on weekdays he only has one or two hours at noon. In this way, he can hand in more than 600 pairs a week, and make ten yuan after deducting the cost.
However, he had at least ten full days off before the New Year. In other words, he earned more than one hundred yuan just by selling window decorations.
"Of course I can, but I still have to go to school. It's a 20-kilometer round trip from home, so I'm afraid I don't have much time," he said embarrassedly.
The director thought about Xiangyang Village in the mountain valley and felt a headache. If there were not many paper-cuts, it would not be worth their time to pick them up.
"However, if I can have a means of transportation, I can walk less than three hours a day, so I can cut 70 to 80 pairs of haircuts every day when I go to school." Xiao Jun said with a smile, "And as far as I know, my school is not too far from the town, which can save you a lot of trouble."
The director nodded repeatedly and did some calculations in his mind, "Well, my relative's son is getting married, and the girl wants a new car.
They originally had a car that was 90% new, and they used my connections to get an internal price for it.
The car is well maintained and has never been repaired. It looks like new.
If you think it's possible, I'll talk to him and I should be able to get it for 80 yuan!"
Xiao Jun shook his head. "Eighty is too expensive. Once something is used, it is worthless. There is depreciation. It's not an antique."
"The market price of the car is 180 yuan, and even if I use the employee price, I will still have to pay 160 yuan. With a 50% discount, it's already very affordable. I can't guarantee that I can help you get it for less." The director said very sincerely.
"You know our town is so small, you can reach the end in just a few steps, and there are not many people who have bicycles.
You don't have enough money to buy a new bike, and you need a bicycle ticket. Almost no one will resell the old bike." He advised earnestly.
Xiao Jun's face showed no emotion, and he said directly: "Sixty, I am a primary school student and cannot afford something too expensive. At most, I can cut fewer paper-cuts and walk more to exercise, maybe I can grow taller."
The audience in front of the TV all curled their lips and shook their heads.
After all, he was a young man from a wealthy family in the center of Kyoto. He had no idea about the market, but he was good at bargaining. How could a 90% new car be bought for only 60 yuan?
Eighty is very affordable, which makes them very excited. It is obvious that someone has taken special care of them!
(End of this chapter)
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