"Brother Ye is here, please take a seat!" Zhang Junping enthusiastically let Ye Jing into the main room and made him tea.
Speaking of which, Ye Jing was quite a good friend. Zhang Junping called him and asked him for help with something. He wanted to talk to him, but he hung up the phone and rushed over without saying a word.
"Brother, you said on the phone that you have something to do with me. What's the matter?" Ye Jing didn't politely pick up the teacup, took a sip, and then asked.
"I printed a batch of wall calendars and thought that Brother Ye would have a lot of connections and help sell them," Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Calendar? Brother, today is December 29th of the Gregorian calendar. You want me to help you sell wall calendars? It's not that I don't want to help. This is really embarrassing for me. To be honest, brother, my family alone has issued ten
A few wall calendars." Ye Jing almost jumped up in shock at Zhang Junping's words.
"Brother Ye, if it is an ordinary wall calendar, it will definitely not be sold at this time. Please take a look at my wall calendar first, and then we will talk." Zhang Junping smiled lightly, not worried at all by Ye Jing's words.
He turned around and took out a calendar and handed it to Ye Jing.
Seeing the calendar, Ye Jing's little eyes widened. He grabbed the calendar and flipped through the pages.
After looking at it for a long time, he reluctantly raised his head and gave Zhang Junping a thumbs up, "Brother, you are like this! You are still the art people who know how to play!"
You're so damn beautiful, I'm so excited!"
In the calendar manuscript drawn by Zhang Junping, every character is tightly wrapped, with no leakage of flesh at all, but it is full of temptation, showing off the beauty of a woman's curves to the fullest.
Even in later generations, it will still be the favorite of otakus.
What's more, in this era, it is simply a depth bomb, which explodes the hearts of young and middle-aged people.
"Brother, how did you do it? Why are the women you painted so alluring, making people want to commit crimes?"
"Haha, this is called visual stimulation. It uses lines and colors to stimulate people's eyeballs, allowing the eyeballs to convey a pleasant feeling to the brain, and then the brain sends this pleasant signal to various organs in your body..."
"Okay, stop explaining. The more you explain, the more confused you become. Anyway, the woman you drew is so fucking beautiful, and even more exciting than a woman with a naked... butt!"
"How about it? Can such a calendar be sold?" Zhang Junping smiled calmly.
"Can it be sold? Remove the word "?", it must be sold! Not only can it be sold, I will probably be robbed crazy.
Brother, how many copies have you printed, all of them are covered by your brother." Ye Jing hugged the calendar and was reluctant to let go.
"A total of 20,000 copies have been printed. I have 3,000 copies as gifts, and Brother Ye can take as much as he can sell."
"How much do you plan to sell this calendar for?"
"The price is two yuan and fifty cents per book. The printing cost here is one yuan and forty-four cents. If you add other things, it's one yuan and five cents."
I keep a profit of 20 cents, 1.7 yuan, and as for how much to sell it for, Brother Ye can decide by himself."
"Okay, brother, I owe you a favor this time."
Naturally, Ye Jing will not sell calendars in person. He has his own sales channels. Such a calendar costs two yuan a piece. If you distribute the calendar to the next store, not to mention 20,000 copies, another 20,000 copies can be sold out.
There are 17,000 wall calendars, and each one earns 30 cents, which is more than 5,000 yuan.
He resells electronic watches, taking such a big risk, but can only make a thousand or two thousand yuan a month.
Who knows that he is not the biggest scammer? He only takes goods from others and then distributes them to others to make a profit from the price difference.
Now I can easily earn more than 5,000 yuan, so I naturally have to support Zhang Junping.
"but!"
"But what? Brother, don't show off."
"However, I only got two thousand copies back now, so I can only give you one thousand copies for the time being, Brother Ye."
"You are really anxious to death. Brother, your work efficiency is too low. How many are these? You only printed two thousand copies?" When Ye Jing heard that there were only two thousand copies, he immediately turned in circles.
"Brother Ye, there's nothing I can do about it, but it should be faster in the future. The main reason is that it's troublesome to make the mold. It's still very fast to print. At most, it can be printed on the 23rd and 23rd of the Gregorian calendar year." Zhang Junping reassured with a smile.
road.
"Okay! I'll take a thousand copies first and let them test the water and see the market response. If it's good, we can continue to print more." Ye Jing called a three-wheeled cart and left with a thousand calendars.
to Wangfujing.
After seeing off Ye Jing, Zhang Junping breathed a sigh of relief. It will be New Year's Day in two days.
When I thought about the opening of "CAFA DreamWorks" on New Year's Day, I felt a little nervous and couldn't sit still.
Zhang Junping was pacing back and forth in the main room, thinking about the opening, what else needed to be prepared, and what work needed to be done.
Zhang Junping completed all the homework assigned by the master yesterday, but he did not dare to go to the master to hand in the homework.
He was afraid of irritating the master and adding more homework to her.
"Brother Zhang, someone is looking for you outside." Huang Juan walked into the main room and said to Zhang Junping.
"who?"
"I don't know him, he said he was your friend."
"I'll go take a look!" Zhang Junping stepped out.
"Hahaha, Brother Zhang, I came here uninvited, I hope Brother Zhang doesn't blame me!" Guan Jiaming walked in with a big smile.
"Brother Guan, you are a rare visitor! The last time we said goodbye, you didn't leave an address. I couldn't find you anywhere to have a drink with you. I thought I would never see you again!" Zhang Junping shouted happily and hugged you.
Lives in Guan Jiaming.
"Brother, this is my fault. My brother was in a bad mood that day, but he neglected me. I will apologize to you." Guan Jiaming was also a little excited.
"It's okay, Brother Guan. This eldest brother, please come to the house to do it." Zhang Junping took Guan Jiaming's arm and dragged him into the house.
"Brother, let me introduce to you this Mr. Jin..."
"No, Mr. Guan, you are slapping me in the face. How can I dare to call myself a master in front of you? Now I am living in a shabby household by selling my family property. You can just call me Xiao Jin." Mr. Jin said very humbly.
Zhang Junping followed the words and looked at the people who followed Guan Jiaming.
The man who calls himself Xiao Jin looks to be in his forties. He is not very tall, about 1.75 meters tall. He has a slicked back hair and some gray hair. He looks very depressed.
The most conspicuous person is holding something wrapped in a sheet in his arms. It is quite long, about 1.8 meters tall, a little taller than Xiao Jin.
"Haha," Guan Jiaming laughed twice, and then introduced: "Brother, let me tell you, this is not an ordinary person. If we put it aside, in the Qing Dynasty, when we met on the street, we would have to kowtow to Lord Jin.
This is the serious Lord Baylor."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it turns out you are the legendary Lord Belle!
I heard someone mention Mr. Jin’s name on Xiushui Street before, but I didn’t expect that Mr. Jin would come to the store today. It’s so brilliant!
No wonder, this morning, magpies kept calling above my head.
Lord Jin, please come to your room!" Zhang Junping smiled and said to Lord Jin, cupping his hands.