Chapter 46

"Thank you, the pens in my hand will be finished by today at most, don't worry."

"Koizumi, tell me the truth too." Wang Juan lowered her voice, and after listening to his long speech just now, she no longer had the slightest intention to treat him like a child, "If the gold pen arrives again, you still have to buy it." Do you want to do this business? To tell you the truth, I want to ask my brother to try it too."

Next to him, Zhao Decheng pricked up his ears, and his mind suddenly became lively. Oh, what Wang Juan said is interesting!

In Qiu Mingqing's heart, Feng Rui's voice suddenly sounded: "Just say you can do it, and tell that Zhao Decheng, he is watching!"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, and replied solemnly: "Why don't you do such an easy-to-make money business? Aunt Wang, to tell you the truth, I have made nearly a thousand yuan these few days, and I'm just lying down to make money."

Wang Juan exclaimed: "Oh, pay me half a year's salary!"

Zhao Decheng's small eyes lit up for a moment. After thinking for a while, he quietly ran outside.

Going around to the second floor, he mysteriously pulled out the salesperson's wife who worked in the women's clothing department: "Hey, how much money does our family have now?"

His wife rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, I have a way to make a fortune, take it all out! This time, our family can make a lot of money!"

Seeing Zhao Decheng's back disappear, Qiu Mingquan showed an embarrassed expression again: "Aunt Wang, I thought about it just now, and I should not buy it. This small business will really fall into the hands of the next wave." gone."

"Oh?" Wang Juan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little suspicious in her heart. This child, don't be afraid that she will come to compete too, right?

"Auntie, think about it. The Hero Gold Pen Factory has put so much effort into advertising, and the effect is surprisingly good, but why can't the supply keep up?"

Without waiting for Wang Juan to answer, he logically said: "Because they didn't expect the advertising effect to be so good in advance, and they didn't dare to expand the production line on a large scale. Now the agents all over the country are desperately rushing for goods, and their production lines will expand immediately, and the production capacity will increase." It’s definitely not an issue anymore.”

In fact, as far as Feng Rui knew, it was during this period that the Hero Golden Pen Factory fought a very good performance battle. Not only did the domestic sales blow out, but it also went abroad, and the foreign exchange earnings from exports increased year by year. Over 10 million US dollars of foreign exchange earned through export, exported to more than 60 countries!

In the following few years, this domestic pen brand has been sold on the same stage as Parker, Montblanc and other world-renowned pens on the stationery counters all over the world, creating the most glorious period in its history. Can't keep up?

Wang Juan listened blankly, looking at the clear and honest eyes of the child in front of her, she suddenly became excited.

Yes, such a great situation, considering the overwhelming advertisements, the leadership of this manufacturer is definitely not a mediocre person!

"Xiaoquan, thank you." She couldn't help feeling chills down her back.

These days, seeing Qiu Mingquan earn so much money smoothly and easily, she almost lost her head, and wanted to put all her eggs in one basket, and even borrow some money for a big one!

If it really rushed in, it would be strange if it didn't all fall into the hands!

Holding the final payment after the gold pen was completely out of his hands, Qiu Mingquan only felt his heart beating again.

In the big schoolbag, he stacked all the ten-yuan bills neatly together, and among the remaining loose notes, there were a lot of coins, which made the schoolbag heavy.

The 80 yuan he initially stole has turned into a terrifying 2,400 yuan after the 45% compound interest growth these days!

"It would be great if there were hundred-yuan bills. With so much money, more than twenty bills are enough." He sighed.

Feng Rui asked: "When do you think there are hundred dollar bills?"

Seeing Qiu Mingquan stunned, he proudly flaunted: "It's almost there. In May 1988, that is, a few months later, it was Yang-Xingqu Manager who walked in through the crowd and stared at Zhao Decheng coldly: "The stationery group Long, isn't it, so majestic and majestic. "

In the midst of winter, Zhao Decheng was almost sweating.

This is the general manager who just took office, and I heard that the higher-ups value him very much. There are three fires when a new official takes office, who knows where the fire will burn? ...

Qu Yifei turned his head, and said kindly to Qiu Mingquan: "My little friend, if the mall really doesn't sell you pens here, what will you do?"

The child in front of him looked at him with dark eyes: "You won't."

"Oh why?"

"Are you the big leader of the mall?" The real CEO Feng observed him with a naive and cunning expression, but the words he said were earth-shattering.

"First, you didn't expressly say that you are not allowed to trade in your shopping mall, even if the police station asks, you won't support it; second, as long as you are willing to fight and suffer without endangering the national economy and people's livelihood, you can It’s not a mistake, on the contrary, it’s a necessary lubricant for the market.”

Wang Juan at the counter listened and spewed water out of the enamel cup.

--Ouch!

What are they talking about? It's even better than what the big leaders of their shopping malls said at the New Year's Day mobilization meeting!

Manager Qu opened his mouth slightly in shock, um... how old is this kid? Is it a thousand-year-old monster who has cultivated to become a master, or is it a family history?

With such a bunch of words, even calling him a graduate of the University of Finance and Economics can't fault him!

After a long pause, he smiled.

He bent down himself, picked up all the pencil cases that had fallen on the floor, and put them in Qiu Mingquan's schoolbag.

"Little friend, what you said is very good." He turned his head and looked at Zhao Decheng calmly. "As long as they are customers of our commercial building, we will welcome them. I told you a long time ago that 'serving the people' is not a sentence." Empty words, like you, don’t listen to the news, don’t learn the new spirit. Sooner or later, you will be eliminated by the times!”

Zhao Decheng's face was flushed red, his calves were weak, but he didn't dare to answer a word.

Qu Yifei looked at the two people in the security department again, with the same serious expression on his face: "As a comrade in the security department, he should know a little more about the law. This kid did nothing wrong. On the contrary, he bought something from this commercial building. In this shopping mall, you are more obliged to protect him, a small customer."

Section Chief Li blushed: "General manager, I, we understand. I will definitely study hard next time!"

Manager Qu looked at Zhao Decheng, thinking that just now he and his old classmate had sworn to do a good job in management, and felt even more ashamed: "Such a young child knows to observe out of stock, as the leader of the stationery team, if you Be careful, shouldn't you apply for the purchase earlier?"

Wang Juan stabbed without losing the opportunity: "We reported to the superior a few days ago that the Hero Gold Pen was selling well, and the team leader said we don't need to take care of it."

This Zhao Decheng, relying on his family's relationship with the old leader, doesn't respect them, the old front-line employees, Wang Juan has long been upset with him!

Manager Qu glared at Zhao Decheng again angrily: "For such a responsible salesperson, the award bonus is not allowed to be less than a penny. If you can't do a good job, you will step down and make way!"

Zhao Decheng bowed his waist: "The leadership education is right! I know, I will definitely study hard!"

Qu Yifei smiled and patted Qiu Mingquan's head again: "Little friend, don't worry here, our boutique mall welcomes all customers, and you are welcome too!"

Parting the crowd, he walked towards his old classmate who was standing far away.

Behind him, Qiu Mingquan didn't see Wei Qingyuan, and started to yell calmly again: "Uncles and aunts, take a look at these gold pens. Guaranteed to be genuine!..."

Zhao Decheng watched Manager Qu leave, feeling so angry that he was about to explode.

He picked up the landline in the counter and dialed the internal number: "Hello, Supply and Marketing Department? I'm the stationery counter! How's the purchase of Hero gold pens? ... What, all the goods will arrive in a week? Good!" ,That's good!"

Throwing down the phone, he sneered, and squinted at Qiu Mingquan viciously: "Pay these peddlers to death!"

At this moment, several salespersons in the cabinet team were moved.

Dongshen City has always been the pioneer of the country's economic trends and open-mindedness. The sensitivity to making money and wealth is the innate ability of many people in Dongshen City. Common people who lack vivid minds.

Wang Juan waved at Qiu Mingquan and called him over: "Xiaoquan, do you think Auntie treats you well?"

Qiu Mingquan nodded quickly: "Thank you, Aunt Wang, for taking care of me!"

This is not a polite remark, Wang Juan is not a mean person, whenever a customer bargains with Qiu Mingquan, she will help her by saying a few words: "Other shopping malls are also out of stock, and the whole country is out of stock!"

It is this simple truth, enough to retain some customers who wanted to try their luck in other shopping malls, and gritted their teeth to buy the gold pen in Qiu Mingquan's hand. How could Qiu Mingquan not be grateful for this obvious kindness?

"You heard it too. Next week at the earliest, the 14K gold pen series will be fully available again. Be careful!" Wang Juan said worriedly.

Soon, the landline at the counter rang, and a deep voice rang out: "Who?"

Mr. Zhou didn't dare to show his anger, so he whispered his name, cautiously didn't call him by title, and quickly told what happened: "Look... the story that has been spread by poor people at the bottom is not very Reliable?"

The electric noise of "stinging, stinging" sounded, and the voice said indifferently: "Tell your people to work quickly. Get me more land at all costs."

With a "click", the phone was disconnected.