The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The madam's sarcasm inadvertently pointed Wan Lei to a golden road, a shortcut to wealth and power, because the ladies in the harem also love beauty. If they can do a good job in the cosmetics business
Go to the palace, then...
Seeing Wan Lei's hope for success again, he suddenly felt like he had eaten a powerful spinach, and his whole body was filled with strength again. Of course, it is okay to be far-sighted, but it is not his character to be ambitious. In order to get his products into the palace, the first thing to do is to do
Good publicity work, as long as the brand is well-known, there is no need to worry about the palace not placing an order.
In addition, the products used by the royal family cannot be the same as those used by ordinary people. We need to develop more noble and luxurious facial creams and hand gels so that the concubines can use them with confidence and spend their money happily. They are not afraid that they will not speak for him. Everyone in the government and the public praises him well.
It shouldn't be difficult to become a petty official when you were young.
After thinking about this clearly, Wan Lei felt even more refreshed, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many days was swept away.
"I've done so many things, but in the end it's all about being an official. I'm so worthless." Wan Lei laughed at himself, but he was self-deprecating. As a Chinese, he knew better than anyone else: Chinese people worship power in their bones. This was the case in the feudal era.
, the same will be true in later generations.
To live or die for power, you must either be a master or a slave. This is a multiple-choice question. There will never be a third answer. Without corresponding power, no matter how much wealth you accumulate, you will be easily betrayed by others.
Take away, Shen Wansan is a clear example. Wan Lei does not deny it, nor does he want to deny it: he also worships power in his bones.
"Brother Wan, where are we going now?" Zhao Xueer asked in a low voice after coming out of Fireworks Alley. After all, it was still early and we could still go shopping.
"Let's go and look around for the rouge and gouache."
"Look at what those things do, they're not as good as our Tiger Balm."
"I don't want to buy, I just want to take a look and learn from some experience. Our current products are still too single, and we need to diversify them as much as possible."
"Hey, two products are not enough? What new thing are you going to come up with? Be careful that you bite off more than you can chew."
Wan Lei shook his head and was about to say more when he heard a cry from behind him: "Brother, wait a minute." He looked back and saw the old bustard of Siyiyuan twisting his fat body and walking all the way.
Xiao ran to catch up.
"Oh, it's really amazing. As soon as I apply this magic oil to my mouth, my lips don't hurt anymore. Brother, do you still have any more? Can you give me a few more bottles? I have many daughters, and the small bottle just now is not enough.
"Before she even got close, the madam changed her face to a smile and begged.
"Didn't you just say that our things will disfigure your face if you use them? Why are you begging so shamelessly now?" Zhao Xueer snorted coldly. Obviously, she was still angry with her just now.
"Oh, I'm old, aren't I? My eyes are dim and I can't tell the difference between good and evil for a moment. Please forgive me. Or, why don't you go to a small shop and sit down and let me offer you a drink to make amends?"
"There's no need to serve wine. We are all businessmen. Let's open the skylight and speak frankly. You have tried the thing and realized its effect. If you want it now, you have to deal fairly. After all, we are not
I grew up drinking the northwest wind."
"Well..." The madam rolled her little eyes a few times before saying, "Then how do you plan to sell it?"
"One tael of silver is exchanged for this bottle." Wan Lei took out a small porcelain bottle, which contained only two taels of goods at most.
"One tael of silver for this bottle?!" The madam's eyes widened. "Just this little thing costs one tael. Are you crazy about money? Why don't you grab it?!"
"Robbing?!" Wan Lei shook his head and said calmly: "It's faster if you don't get the money."
"You..." The old bustard was dumbfounded again. She finally figured it out. The young man in front of her was clearly a robber, taking advantage of the situation. But even though the other party clearly wanted to take advantage of the situation, she was robbed without discussing it, because she desperately needed this kind of robber.
thing.
Why? Because she is from the south, and her "daughters" are also from the south. They were not accustomed to the climate when they first arrived. In the dry and cold weather, she and her "daughters" were almost "disfigured", and some of them were still unaccustomed.
If you have frostbite, going out to see clients like this will only turn off the appetite of your clients. It is precisely because you have no face to see clients that you closed the business.
When Wan Lei saw her for the first time, he could tell from her chapped lips that she was not accustomed to the local environment. He was sure that she would come back to ask for goods again, but Wan Lei was surprised that she became a repeat customer so quickly.
Not in time.
Since the other party wants something from her, Wan Lei will naturally not be polite to her. In the spirit of internationalism, Wan Lei will naturally ask the lion to open his mouth. Anyway, the money will ultimately go to the prostitute, and it will not be earned in vain.
If you don’t earn it, it will be in vain if you earn it.
"Brother, can you make it cheaper? It's so expensive. I really can't afford it."
"You think it's expensive, but I think it's cheap. We are all businessmen, let me help you settle the account." Wan Lei raised the corners of his mouth, with the most innocent smile on his face, and said: "
Your daughters must have been very young when they were bought. Not only will they be fed for a few years, but they will also have to be taught skills, which will cost a lot of money. They will start receiving customers in their teens, and they can be popular until they are in their twenties at most.
, once the color fades with old age, it is a loser. This kind of tiger balm can nourish and nourish the skin. If you use it regularly, it is guaranteed to make your daughters 20 this year and 18 next year. If they can stay red for a few more years, so can you.
If you earn a few more years, you will still have the advantage after all."
"Yes, but this is too expensive. Now twenty taels of silver can buy a yellow-flowered girl."
"Since you think it's expensive, go ahead and buy a yellow flower girl. However, I still want to advise you. I am the only one who has this kind of thing, and my goods are only intended to be sold to one family. If you don't buy it now, you will want to buy it later.
I'm afraid you have to ask your peers. It's hard to say whether they will resell it to you." The innocent smile on Wan Lei's face became even stronger.
"Ah!" the old madam whispered. She was old and mature. She was so shrewd. She immediately understood the implication of Wan Lei's words: He only sells goods to one brothel. That brothel has this advantage. I believe it will soon be over.
If you can attract all the prostitutes, it won't be long before the small brothel will be annexed. From now on, I'm afraid the entire Fireworks Alley will be dominated by one brothel.
"Brother Wan, why do you only sell to one store? Wouldn't it be better to sell to multiple stores? We can sell it faster and make more money." Zhao Xueer was very puzzled and asked in a low voice.
"Things are rare and expensive, so we can't lower the price ourselves. In addition, the publicity effect of selling goods to one family is better than buying goods from multiple houses, because prostitutes like to hunt for beauty. If there are white and fragrant women everywhere, it will be more effective."
Black and smelly women can attract the attention of prostitutes, which is the same reason that rare things are valuable."
"However, how much goods can be sold by just one store? You won't make much money at all."
"Haha, you don't have to worry about this anymore. You should just worry about how to count the money in the future." Wan Lei smiled lightly, led the horse and was about to leave. At this time, the old madam who was standing stupidly on the snow had recovered from deep thought and saw
Wan Lei was about to leave and hurriedly caught up with him.
"Brother, do you really only sell one store?"
"That's natural. When I do business, the most important thing is to trust every word. I will never say one thing and do another."
"Well, then please come to the shop and sit down, let's talk in detail."
"I won't talk about the price anymore. If you want to bargain, I'll leave first."
"Oh, no, I'm not trying to bargain, I just want to know how much I can buy at the current price."
"Since there is no problem with the price, the rest is easy to negotiate. Let's go to your store to negotiate."