"I always measure rulers like this. Do you want to buy it or not?" Jiang Weiguo threw the cloth and ruler on the counter with a click.
"It's really unlucky to meet someone like you." Nowadays, the world is not all dominated by state-owned stores. There are more choices, the sales staff have poor service attitude, and the customers don't buy it. They turn around womanly and drag their companions away.
"I said, Lao Jiang, you have been in this business for many years, but since you became a salesperson, how many people have you offended? If you really can't adapt, just go home and stay for a few days." The newly appointed manager frowned.
He said with a frown on his face.
Although he said he would go back and stay for a few days, Jiang Weiguo knew that if he really left, it would be difficult to come back, so he behaved okay for the next period of time.
At noon, he took the time to go to the 'Meili' clothing store, because the price of 'Shu Se' dropped to 13 yuan, which seriously affected the store's business. When he went there, there was not a single customer in the store for a long time.
"Since you don't want to do good business and you insist on going against me, let's see who can outsmart the other." Jiang Weiguo gritted his teeth, turned around and went to the door and changed the number fifteen on the blackboard to twelve.
"Uncle, isn't this price too low?" Jiang Weiguo's niece Jiang Zhaodi saw that he was selling it for twelve, and couldn't help but persuade her.
In the past, there were quite a lot of customers when selling at 15, but now if it drops to 12, how much less money will be made?
The work was not going well, and there was still a lingering master in the business, Chen Lishu. Jiang Weiguo was in a bad mood and reprimanded: "You can sell as much as you want, and take care of the rest. Just get your salary every month."
At this time, making less money or even losing money is only temporary. As long as he destroys the "Shu Se" clothing store, whether the bell-bottom pants are eighteen or twenty, it will not be up to him.
Chen Lishu is just a girl from the countryside. She doesn't have as many connections as him, and she doesn't have as much capital as him. Let's see how long she can persist.
Not long after Jiang Weiguo left, Jiang Zhaodi was arranging the shelves when two women in their thirties suddenly entered the store.
"We saw twelve pairs of bell-bottom pants in your store?"
Seeing the business coming to her door, Jiang Zhaodi smiled and nodded: "It's twelve."
"How many bell-bottoms do you still have in your store? We want them all."
Jiang Zhaodi was shocked: "All, do you want all?"
Seeing the other party nodding, she was still a little unsure: "I have more than 300 pieces in my store, can you really buy them all?"
After hearing that there were more than three hundred, Feng Xiumei and Bai Guanglan looked at each other: "Yes, we all want them."
Jiang Zhaodi was a little confused when she suddenly met such a big customer. She wanted to tell Jiang Weiguo, but she thought that she had just been reprimanded by him. Besides, Jiang Weiguo didn't like to be disturbed when he was at work. The price of twelve was set by him, and whoever he sold to was not the seller. What? So, based on the principle that one thing is worse than one thing less, Jiang Zhaodi happily sold all the bell-bottom pants to the two of them.
In the afternoon, when Jiang Weiguo was at work, he habitually looked up and glanced across the way, and found that the profit-making promotional paper had been removed. He frowned subconsciously, feeling that something was about to happen.
After finally getting off work, he just wanted to go to the store to check out the situation. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw his niece Jiang Zhaodi standing not far away, waiting for him.
"Why are you not in the store at this time?" Jiang Weiguo looked unhappy, thinking that she was slacking off.
Jiang Zhaodi, however, was just happy: "Uncle, all the bell-bottom pants are sold out, the store is out of stock."
"What? All sold out?" There are more than 300 items. How could they be sold out in less than half an afternoon?
"Not long after you left, two women came to the store and bought all the goods at once."
Jiang Weiguo's expression changed, and he asked anxiously as he thought of something: "Please explain everything to me verbatim."
After Jiang Zhaodi explained the situation in detail, Jiang Weiguo thought that he had been deceived when he thought of the promotional paper that had been removed by the Shuse store.
Looking back on everything that happened in the past two days, he was sure that there was no other person besides Chen Lishu involved in this matter.
She first used her thoughts to lower the price to the lowest, and then bought it back at the lowest price while he was unprepared.
Jiang Weiguo stood there, his face constantly changing colors as if he had knocked over a palette. Annoyance, frustration, anger, and unwillingness all came to his mind at the same time.
The bitch named Chen is simply too insidious.
"Uncle, what are you going to do?"
Jiang Zhaodi had been paying attention to Jiang Weiguo's face. When she saw that she said she had sold everything, Jiang Weiguo's face was not happy at all. Instead, it was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. She felt uneasy and didn't know what she had done wrong. Seeing that he was silent again.
He turned around and left, quickly taking two steps to follow.
"Sister, this is a great idea. Now we have bought all the bell bottoms from the 'Beautiful' Clothing Store. What should we do next?"
"Unify the selling price." Chen Lishu said: "After this incident, if you sell it for 18, customers will definitely not buy it again, so let's price it at 15."
The goods bought for twelve yuan can be resold for three yuan. Feng Xiumei and Bai Guanglan were very happy, and they were even more convinced of Chen Lishu's ability. They immediately decided that they would sell Chen Lishu's goods no matter how much they paid. It would be too much to follow such a person.
Feel at ease.
"Seeing that it's getting late, sister, let's go, and Ai Xiang, I'll invite you to the restaurant for dinner." Feng Xiumei greeted with a smile.
Chen Lishu smiled and refused: "The children at home are still young, so I have to go back early. Sister Feng should wait for another day."
"Yes, if I didn't tell you in advance, my mother-in-law would definitely have brought me dinner." Wang Aixiang answered.
While talking, several people were about to pack their things and prepare to go home. The door of the store was suddenly pushed open with great force, and then Jiang Weiguo came in from the outside with a frosty look on his face. When he saw Feng Xiumei and Bai Guanglan, he said with a sinister expression: "Sure enough, it's you.
."
Chen Lishu did not answer, but smiled and said: "Sorry, we have to close the store."
"Well, Chen Lishu, I really underestimate you. You are too despicable to use this method." Jiang Weiguo asked angrily and loudly.
"Why is my sister so mean? You lowered the price, right? I paid the price and delivered the goods, what does it have to do with her?" Feng Xiumei replied rudely.
Jiang Weiguo didn't listen to her at all, but looked at Chen Lishu and said: "You think too simply. Do you really think you can defeat me with this method? Stop dreaming. To tell you the truth, I have ordered another batch of goods.
Even if it means losing money..."
"What you said is so ridiculous." Chen Lishu looked at him and suddenly chuckled and said, "I said early in the morning that I am open to do business, not to vent my anger on anyone."
"Also, I just want you to see the reality clearly. How much can you order based on your strength? Five hundred? One thousand? Believe it or not, I can buy as much as you order at a low price. In the end, you will suffer a loss.
It will only be you. I advise you to stop doing such childish and mindless things. It would be best if everyone is in peace. Otherwise, it will really piss me off and I won’t make you a dime.