"I mainly do this for early promotion. I have venture capital support, so as long as you sell it, all the sales revenue is yours."
Li Lechen said this to Erdan.
Er Gou was completely confused by the terms "preliminary promotion" and "venture capital fund." He understood that he didn't need to put up any money; as long as he sold each unit for 100 yuan according to the requirements, the 100 yuan would be his.
This is even more outrageous than getting something for nothing; anyone who refuses is a fool.
However, Erdan really didn't think this small machine, which was used to quickly sort beads of different colors, was worth a hundred yuan.
But even if I can't sell a single one, I won't lose money.
So after confirming with Li Lechen that he didn't need to pay any money upfront and there was no risk involved, Erdan loaded up thirty machines and began another day of wandering the streets.
Although it was Erdan's first time selling this "chromatographic analyzer," he knew how to target the market, so he went straight for the elderly women who were doing handicrafts at the door.
"One hundred yuan a unit! Fast bead sorting, free trial, money back guarantee if you're not satisfied!" Erdan shouted loudly through a megaphone.
Free trials and the like are things that generate a lot of buzz and excitement.
A large crowd quickly gathered around.
To prove how good his machine was, Erdan personally tested it. He poured a large bowl of mixed-color beads into the inlet and poured them out the outlet. In just over ten seconds, each color was clearly distinguished.
If we disregard practicality and focus solely on the process, it is indeed quite interesting.
So while watching the spectacle, many people also took videos and uploaded them.
Although he didn't sell a single machine after all the trouble, the popularity he generated more than doubled the sales of his other products, something he hadn't expected at all. In any case, these machines didn't require any upfront investment, and being able to attract customers was a significant gain.
So they put on an even more energetic performance.
In one day, Erdan not only sold three machines, but almost all the aunties in that area knew about this product.
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Beijing, 6 p.m.
Experts attending the National High-Tech Symposium are having a buffet lunch at the hotel.
"Professor Jin, your presentation today was absolutely brilliant." An elderly scholar with white hair stepped forward to greet Jin Jingcheng, and the two of them went to the self-service food area to get their food.
Jin Jingcheng quickly replied modestly, "Professor Liu, you flatter me. You are a leading authority in optical physics, and I am merely showing off my limited skills before an expert."
Professor Liu was somewhat embarrassed: "Theory is theory, but I really admire Professor Jin for being able to apply it to practice like this. I had thought about this color sorting device before. The theory is not difficult, but it can only distinguish specific colors, and it is very strict."
"Exactly!" Jin Jingcheng thought to himself. There were just too many colors. Either each color was predetermined, or only a few colors of beads were distinguished. But clearly, neither of them had any practical significance.
But the machine I have now is different; it can identify the color of the beads in advance and then analyze them accordingly.
"So, does your machine automatically adjust its resolution by identifying the sample?" Professor Liu continued to ask.
"Hmm...yes."
That's the theory, and that's the only answer Jin Jingcheng could give.
Of course, he really wanted to take the machine apart to see how such a small space could be configured like that. But the problem was, he couldn't open it!
Professor Liu then spoke up, "I wonder if I could take a look at the internal structure of that machine?"
“That might not be convenient,” Jin Jingcheng refused. “I haven’t applied for a patent yet, so…”
"Could you lend me that machine so I can take a closer look?"
"Let's eat first..."
Not wanting to refuse repeatedly, Jin Jingcheng had no choice but to change the subject.
Professor Liu didn't insist, but still followed closely. Jin Jingcheng chose a seat and sat down, and he sat down next to him.
Soon, the four-person table was full.
Jin Jingcheng looked around at the numerous empty seats, then glanced at the two who arrived later, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
The conversation among the group mainly revolved around the machine that Jin Jingcheng had demonstrated today. Everyone understood the theory, but to make such an exquisite physical object was, theoretically speaking, quite incredible.
"I'm really curious about that mini air source heat pump."
"Can it be distinguished by any color? Professor Jin didn't specifically mention this today."
"I feel that Professor Jin's hands-on skills are also very impressive; this machine is so exquisitely made."
"When I first saw it today, I thought it was something mass-produced industrially."
“Mini air source heat pumps have a very broad application prospect, which is a field I have been researching. I wonder if I could discuss this further with Professor Jin?”
"Can it distinguish any color? That would require a massive data processing system."
...
Although everyone's words were related to themselves, Kim Jung-sung only nodded and smiled occasionally, without giving any response.
He doesn't talk while eating or sleeping, and no one says anything to him about it.
The key issue is that many of these questions are really hard to answer.
Fortunately, there's still half a day for the debriefing tomorrow, and then the meeting will be over.
There's no way I'm going to apply for a patent, since I don't even understand what the structure is like inside.
This is just a chance to make a splash; after a while, people will probably forget about it.
Continue eating.
Everyone continued chatting.
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