Young Again

Chapter 9: Cloak of Intelligence
Upon learning that the work had been completed, Chen Wang went to the garment factory. After briefly checking the quality, he paid the round-faced boss and also added him on WeChat.

It can be seen that the round-faced boss is quite satisfied with this short-sleeved shirt order. After all, Shen Youyou is still an apprentice.

The quality of the short-sleeved shirt is very poor, as it is made of polyester instead of pure cotton. Each piece weighs about 200 grams, and all together weigh only 40 kilograms.

So Chen Wang saved the twenty yuan he would have spent on looking for a porter (a porter often seen in clothing wholesale cities) and went to a small printing factory himself.

This is easier to negotiate because the printing is fully computer-operated. We will accept smaller orders, but the unit price will be slightly higher.

Chen Wang chose the cheapest pigment print, so each piece only cost one dollar and twenty cents.

Chen Wang also bought one hundred plastic ziplock bags for clothing in this store, at 40 cents each.

In the end, I gave him ten dollars, and the total amount was one hundred and fifty dollars.

It costs four hundred to buy and cut the cloth, three hundred for labor, and one hundred and fifty for printing and packaging. For one hundred pieces of clothing, the total cost is eight hundred and fifty, and the unit price is also brought down to eight and a half dollars per piece.

In fact, if it is produced in large quantities, the unit price can be as low as four yuan.

But the starting point is 3,000 pieces or more.

With this amount of capital, he was able to sell the product at a unit price of 8.5 yuan, which was already a relatively successful experience in Chen Wang's business.

To be honest, if it were him, if he went to Guangdong now and took advantage of the strong wind brought by the online shopping industry, he would be able to restore the glory of his previous life at the age of 20 at most.

This is the information gap.

One hundred pieces of printing have been completed. After being put aside for a while to dry quickly, it is time to fold these short-sleeved shirts and put them in bags.

Hiss, what a trouble.

He hasn't worked for five years since the business started...

I'd like to hire someone to do it.

Chen Wang searched his pocket and saw the last crumpled ten-yuan bill.

The total of nine hundred in backup hidden energy plus the one hundred-plus pocket money on the phone left only this much.

Now after hiring someone, I don’t have money to take a motorcycle taxi home.

At this moment, he thought of something.

Then, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Haozi, Haozi."

"What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Gui Jiahao over there seemed to be still asleep, and spoke in a lazy and impatient voice.

"Get up, get up. Anyone who doesn't get up at this time is a lazy dog. They are made of iron..."

"Talk about something!"

Haozi interrupted angrily.

Hey, people born in 13 really don’t understand my sense of humor.

"Come out now, to the clothing store, I'll treat you to breakfast..."

"I do not want to eat."

"Please go online."

"Where are you?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Chen Wang felt that the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became much clearer.

One could even feel that Haozi's eyes lit up when he said this.

"Go straight ahead from the entrance of the garment factory, to the first intersection, and call me when you get there." After Chen Wang reported the address, he added, "Bring two large empty bags with you when you leave. They must be empty."

"why?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll buy you a membership."

"Okay, okay, I'll brush my teeth..."

"It will take you twenty minutes. I'll give you an extra fifty."

"Daddy, daddy! Come right now, come right now!"

It's just a little extra money, but Mr. Chen doesn't have the habit of waiting for people.

It's not a 'time is money' kind of reason.

It's pure rich people's arrogance.

Of course, Dazai Osamu’s younger brother, Xiaobizi, said: There is no tree that covers the sky in society, there is only one thing that can subdue another.

The young and promising Chen Wang is indeed arrogant at ordinary times, but in this line of work, when dealing with fire protection, industry and commerce, taxation, etc., he is still quite honest.

In this environment, it is true that the more you earn, the less you can do what you want.

Fifteen minutes after Chen Wang called the person, Gui Jiahao called and said he had arrived.

Then, he went to the intersection and met the curly-haired man who was carrying a large bag on his back and holding another large bag in his arms.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Gui Jiahao was full of confusion.

"You'll know when you come."

Chen Wang took the bag from him.

The two of them went to the printing factory.

Looking at the stacked white short-sleeves with familiar character designs on them, Gui Jiahao happily picked out a 'Juggernaut' T-shirt: "What is this? How did you make it?"

"If you sell it, do you think it will work?" Chen Wang asked knowingly.

"...This must be something!" Gui Jiahao thought for a moment and said excitedly, "Awesome! How did you come up with this?"

At this time, League of Legends was at its peak. Not only were there many offline players, but related supporting facilities were also becoming more complete. The number of viewers for the League of Legends S3 World Finals reached 3200 million. This figure not only broke the record for the number of viewers in the history of e-sports, but also exceeded the number of viewers for last year's S2 Finals by four times.

The peak number of simultaneous viewers reached 850 million.

It can be said that it is a truly phenomenal work that is popular all over the world and unparalleled.

In China, its IP extensions have also been very popular, among which "Lalala Demacia" became the early light of Chinese animation.

For middle school students, who can resist watching an episode of "Teacher Xu Comes to Patrol the Mountains" while squatting on the toilet?

“Where are you going to sell it?”

Gui Jiahao asked curiously, and gave his own advice: "I think our class can sell more than a dozen pieces, and then dozens of classes in the whole school..."

"If you do business in school, you won't be enrolled anymore, right?" Chen Wang complained.

"Then we can only set up a stall..."

"Pig. Internet cafe, of course I sell it in the Internet cafe."

Chen Wang can only earn this money now.

Young people at this time may be the generation that pays most attention to self-expression and the pursuit of spiritual freedom.

Just like "Shamatte" was officially originated in 2008, this kind of product is bound to appear in the prosperous era.

Now is 13, which is the period of "anti-Shamatte". The content of individual self-expression is relatively less radical, or to be more precise, there is a contempt chain. While subculture is rising, popular culture is suppressing niche culture.

Having said so much, Chen Wang only wants to express one thing - money during this period is really very, very easy to make!

"...Yes, Internet cafes are really good. There are so many people playing games online. I can't imagine how handsome the three Debang brothers would look in their short-sleeved shirts."

Gui Jiahao suddenly realized, but he also became worried: "Will the Internet cafe owner allow us to sell it there?"

"Don't worry, it's covered."

"What do you mean by package?"

Gui Jiahao didn't understand.

"I said, fold the short-sleeves and wrap them up."

"okay."

In this way, the two of them folded all the 100 short-sleeved shirts and sealed them in plastic bags.

Then, each of them put half into their bags.

However, Chen Wang's bag was a little small and could not hold much, so he asked the print shop owner for a handbag. He put the five popular heroes, Tryndamere, Xin Zhao, Blademaster, Jarvan IV, and Teemo, one in the average size and one in the XL size, a total of ten pieces, into the handbag as promotional samples.

The two of them walked out of the industrial park, carrying their bags.

"Which Internet cafe should we go to?" Gui Jiahao asked.

"We have to find a hacker club that both of us can get into and that has a lot of machines," said Chen Wang.

The reason for going to the black internet cafe was because both of them were underage.

The reason is that the bigger the market, the greater the sales volume, and it can also form a follow-up effect.

"I know one."

Gui Jiahao raised his finger and immediately had an idea: "There are some nearby. There must be more than a hundred machines. Besides, the network administrator there has a backup ID card, so they don't check it very often."

"Okay, let's go there." Chen Wang said.

It just so happens that this place is quite far from No. 3 Middle School, so I won’t meet any acquaintances.

"Let's call it Xiao Ma Mu (illegally operating a three-wheeled motorcycle)." said Gui Jiahao.

"You're so lazy that you'll die."

Chen Wang wanted to save some money.

"It takes more than ten minutes to walk."

"That's a one."

Chen Wang didn’t understand. How could it be considered close to Jimao if it took more than ten minutes to walk there?

But this place is really too big.

In this way, the two people called an electric scooter with a canopy driven by an old man at the intersection. After paying a price of five yuan, the two people sat on the small scooter backwards, each holding the handrail, and bumped on the concrete road.

“By the way, how much does it cost for one?” Gui Jiahao was a little surprised.

How much money did Chen Wang spend to make so many clothes, and where did he get so much money?

"Eight dollars and fifty cents." said Chen Wang.

"Awesome! I thought at least one piece would be fifteen!"

Gui Jiahao looked at Chen Wang with admiration in his eyes.

When did this kid become so capable that he started a business?

"Let me ask you, how much do you think is a reasonable price for one?" Chen Wang asked.

"Well..." Gui Jiahao thought for a moment and guessed, "One should be at least thirty!"

Hearing this, Chen Wang smiled and looked at him: "Brother, you are really good at doing business."

"What do you mean? You sound weird."

Gui Jiahao sensed a hint of sarcasm and asked, "Then tell me, how much do you think it should sell for?"

"Not eighteen, not twenty-eight."

Thinking about what he was going to do next, Chen Wang couldn't help laughing again: "Ninety-eight pieces for each, take them home."

(End of this chapter)