Young Again

Chapter 11: Make a lot of money!
The boss looked at the T-shirts that Chen Wang took out and studied them for a while.

"I'll give you a commission of ten yuan for every item I sell to you," said Chen Wang.

Hearing the price, the boss smiled and said, "Okay, then you can sell it."

Indeed, as he said before, this is a matter of no loss.

And, you might even make money.

But he only gets ten dollars for each item he sells, so how else can he make money?

All of it was used to pay my own 'handling fees'.

It is really not easy for young people to do business nowadays.

"How much do you plan to sell one for?" the boss asked curiously while lighting a cigarette.

"Ninety-eight."

“…Ahem!” The old smoker who had smoked for more than ten years was almost choked to death by his shock. “How much? Ninety-eight, why are you selling it for ninety-eight?”

"Because ninety-eight sounds like more than ninety, which is less than a hundred."

This is a fairly simple piece of hot knowledge: if you are doing business, the price of your goods must be one to two dollars less than an integer.

If you want to sell it for 40, sell it for 39. If you want to sell it for 100, sell it for 99.

And in the eyes of girls, even if it is 3999, she will say it is more than .

"What I mean is that it's too expensive brother! Haha, who would buy this?" The boss was amused and even thought that Chen Wang was a little cute.

"should have."

Although he said this, Chen Wang knew in his heart that it would definitely happen.

Because it won’t be long before a Huludao anchor will start selling League of Legends T-shirts.

With a cost of 10 yuan, he sold fans for 168 yuan and made a comfortable profit of 170 yuan.

Why is it 170?

Because he can still make 12 yuan from you on the shipping fee. Your shipping fee is shown as 15, but he will charge 3 yuan.

This is the famous 'intellectual cloak' incident.

Why does Chen Wang have such a deep memory of this?
Because of himself, he bought a Yasuo short-sleeved shirt.

Yang Fengzhi, Wang Changling’s mother!

"Indeed, the boss is right. This 98 is too exaggerated." Gui Jiahao, who was following behind Chen Wang, also said worriedly.

"Just watch."

Chen Wang observed in the Internet cafe and found a boy who had just screamed "Fuck" by the network administrator and was watching the scene. There were two friends who came with him next to him.

It feels like he is studying in a nearby technical secondary school, and the conditions are pretty good because it is in a high-end area and the mobile phone he uses is also pretty good.

Although this place is close to the industrial city, it is a small city and not far from the city center, so the people who come here to surf the Internet are mainly students or some people in society.

Few people working in garment factories can access the Internet during the day.

Seeing that several people were waiting to start the game, Chen Wang introduced them quite skillfully: "Brother, do you want to buy the official League of Legends T-shirt?"

“……”Gui Jiahao was stunned.

What the hell, are you official? You just call yourself official?

"Oh, you were playing Blind Man just now!" The boy recognized him, and then saw the T-shirt in his hand and asked, "What heroes are there?"

"Man Yixin, the three Debang brothers, and Teemo." Chen Wang began to show.

"How about a group of three friends in the bush?" the boy next to him suggested to his friend, "These are the three heroes we play."

Hearing this, my friends were quite excited.

Who can resist wearing a short-sleeved shirt of their favorite hero and playing a game with that hero?

"How much is one?" asked the boy who was watching Chen Wang play the game.

"Ninety-eight pieces." Chen Wang said.

"Ah? It's too expensive, too expensive." After hearing this, the boy waved his hands quickly.

"Hey, how is this expensive?"

Chen Wang unpacked the clothes and showed them to him, "A short-sleeved shirt made of this material would cost you sixty or seventy yuan in a store outside. Moreover, this is an official League of Legends peripheral, so it must be more expensive. I also have to give a share to the internet cafe owner, so I don't make much money at all."

"..." Gui Jiahao looked at Chen Wang with a guilty conscience. After a while, he also said, "Yes, it's not easy to run a small business. Besides, you can wear it everyday."

After hearing what the two men said, the three of them discussed it and felt that it was not so bad, after all, he was only in his nineties.

"Okay handsome guy, we'll buy your clothes."

The boy generously took out the money, then smiled and said, "But you have to play with us."

"Oh, no problem, buddy." Chen Wang enthusiastically made an OK gesture, "Let's add each other as friends first, and when I finish selling, we can play together."

"Okay, I'll sweep the money for you."

"I want one from Galen."

"I want the prince's... is there a larger size?"

After getting the clothes, the three boys had no burden and took them off directly, then put on short-sleeved shirts.

The big hero pattern on the chest looks so stupid... no, just pretending.

Chen Wang couldn't think of how he had dared to wear it outside before.

But these people were very happy. Before the game started and when they entered the waiting interface, three of them took a selfie in their short-sleeved shirts facing the heroes on the screen.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wang suddenly felt a little sour.

Damn, if a few years later, someone found this photo of me and my good friends playing League of Legends in an Internet cafe wearing a League of Legends T-shirt...

This is just a clockwork memory. Anyone who can resist calling his brothers to start a game is a god.

"Hey bro, does Sword Master have larger sizes?" At this moment, a fat guy at the back turned his chair around and poked Chen Wang.

Whether it's wearing a League of Legends short-sleeved shirt to play games, or taking selfies and posting them on QQ space, this is a fairly natural form of self-expression, which stems from the subconscious desire to be noticed in interpersonal relationships and to lead the trend.

Looking at it now, this may seem a bit silly.

But you have to know that at that time, this was definitely trendy.

Chen Wang still remembers that Gui Jiahao called someone "Dad" for a week because he wanted to learn Riven's light-speed QA.

Okay, it’s the master.

But they are all similar.

"Okay, okay, we have it." Chen Wang handed the product to the person skillfully.

"Handsome guy, do you have any Teemo?"

A girl who looked like a technical secondary school student shouted to Gui Jiahao.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Gui Jiahao started stuttering when he saw a girl who was slightly prettier, and his elementary school boy temperament was particularly obvious.

In just a short while, the two of them sold more than ten pieces.

The boss, who was standing nearby and watching, was completely stunned.

At the same time, I also smelled business opportunities.

This one is sold for ninety-eight. I have a cousin who makes clothes, so I asked him to make it for me, and then I sell it for seventy-eight each. That means I can make dozens of dollars!

What's more, this Internet cafe is owned by me. There are hundreds of people visiting it every day. I just need to set up a shelf and hang clothes at the front desk. I don't have to take care of anything and I can make money!
This money came so easily!
He was jealous.

Money is still difficult to earn.

They stayed in this internet cafe from morning until six in the afternoon, almost eight hours, without even eating, and they were selling goods all the time. During this time, Chen Wang also played with them for a while, providing enough emotional value.

"Let's close the stall. I'm hungry." Chen Wang really couldn't bear it anymore.

"I think I can hold out for a while longer..."

Although he had not done a single word of his homework and had classes tomorrow, Gui Jiahao was reluctant to give up this opportunity to make a lot of money.

"The body is the capital of revolution, forget it."

Chen Wang was still very open-minded and not that obsessed with money. After all, he had seen much more money than this.

The two of them went to the front desk and found the boss.

Chen Wang saw that his notebook was filled with a bunch of positive characters, representing the number of clothes he had sold.

He should have asked the network administrator to record this.

Pretty cunning.

"How much did you sell?" the boss asked with a smile.

"52 items." said Chen Wang.

"This is really amazing. I really didn't expect to sell so many." The boss sighed, "People nowadays make money easily."

Chen Wang smiled, then scanned a 520 message to his boss in an ambiguous way.

In just one afternoon, he didn't spend a penny on electricity and earned more than 500 yuan in commission alone. He was so happy.

There were 48 pieces left, and both of our backpacks were much emptier.

Thinking of this, Chen Wang suddenly said to the boss: "Boss, I'll put my clothes here for consignment."

Hearing this, the boss smiled and shook his head: "I still have to run an Internet cafe, how can I have the energy to sell it?"

"It's very simple. Just put a shelf next to the refrigerator, put all the clothes there, put a price tag on them, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"..." The boss looked away and looked at the refrigerator, "Ah, really?"

How does he know what he's doing?
"That's it, boss." Chen Wang observed the abnormal man and decided, "I'll give you 68 for each piece, and you can make 30 for each piece you sell."

"!" Hearing this, Gui Jiahao became a little anxious.

No, come back and sell it after school tomorrow. You’ll lose more than a thousand yuan in one go!
The boss' heart skipped a beat and he began to waver.

If he finds his cousin to do the wholesale for him, he will at least make half.

If I sell one for 78 yuan, I can only make 30 yuan at most.

He is my cousin, not my biological brother. Besides, even brothers have to settle accounts clearly. He made this money, and it has nothing to do with me...

Also, plagiarizing the kid's ideas in front of him is an "offense" even if you can make money.

He is pretty good at League of Legends, and it would be nice if he could lead his own duo row...

"boss."

Just as he was lost in thought, Chen Wang reminded him, "Don't bargain. Ninety-eight can be sold. Absolutely, don't bargain."

"..."

After he said this, the boss suddenly understood.

If I do this too, I will be in competition with this boy.

The result of the competition will be that either the two companies split the sales equally, or they will start a price war.

But if I only act as a distributor, then I can definitely get the 30% profit...

Rather than both sides suffering losses, it is better to achieve mutual benefit and win-win results.

"Come, I'll sweep the money for you. I'll take it all."

In the end, the boss made a choice and bought all the remaining T-shirts of Chen Wang in one go.

As for Chen Wang, even though the other party didn't mention it, he took the initiative to reduce the difference between the 64 yuan and the rest.

A warm voice came from the HTC phone: 3200 yuan has been received in the Alipay account.

(End of this chapter)