Finest Servant

After packing up, Lin Wanrong and Lao Dong carried dozens of brochures in their arms and arrived at the entrance examination site to observe the wind direction. Lin Wanrong smugly gave it a good name, called exploratory marketing. Of course, it takes another saliva to explain the concept of marketing to the studious Qiaoqiao.

Today is the last day for Xiao Jiajiading to sign up, and tomorrow is the day when the official recruitment starts. Therefore, talents from all over the country, those who can read or not, have come here.

Not only the locals from Jinling, but also talents from Hangzhou, Suzhou, Yangzhou, Zhenjiang and other places came one after another and surrounded the registration site with three inner and three outer floors.

Still the same as yesterday's scene, the prospective family members and the talented students were divided into two teams, and they signed up for each other. The order here is not bad, there is no random jumping in the queue, probably because everyone is civilized.

Attracting so many talented people, this eldest Xiao family is very charming, but what is more attractive should be the huge industry behind her.

The Xiao family must have noticed that so many talented people are coming, but they neither support nor oppose it. They don't know what the hell they are doing. Or is it both?

However, the more they make noise, the more Lin Wanrong likes it. Anyway, he just wants to fish in troubled waters and make a fortune.

Lin Wanrong's goal is these talented people. Seeing that they are all well-dressed and dog-like, Lin Wanrong feels that the price is too low for five taels of silver.

As for those prospective family members, brothers, it's not that I look down on you, it's the reality of the society. If you want to be a girl, you must first make more money.

Lin Wanrong found a fair-skinned talent, leaned over and said softly, "Brother, do you want a good book?"

Lin Wanrong took out the booklet in his arms and quickly shook it in front of him, letting him see the beautiful face of Miss Xiao on the cover, and then quickly put it into his arms.

Sure enough, the white-faced genius's eyes lit up, and he glanced around vigilantly before he lowered his head and said to Lin Wanrong: "Brother, is there a color version?"

Color version? Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this guy regarded him as selling a pornographic tabloid.

Lin Wanrong was furious at the moment, your grandmother's, Laozi looks handsome and handsome, how could he sell that stuff. Although I have treasured a lot of playboy dragons, tigers and leopards, sir, but I don't rely on selling them for a living. This white-faced bastard doesn't know what to look at, and it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

But to be honest, Lin Wanrong's bulging in his arms now really resembles the peers who sell discs in the Zhongguancun computer market.

Lin Wanrong was really depressed in her heart, she just wanted to give this dead face a punch, but remembering that Lao Dong was watching him from a distance and learning how to market, this first shot must be fired no matter what.

Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, we will discuss the things you said in private. There are not only colorful treasures handed down from the court, but also collections imported from Japan. Tsk tsk, I promise you haven't seen it before."

Bai Mian's face immediately turned red, and his hands were rubbed together. The light in his eyes said that he was not a satyr, and there would be no satyrs in this world.

"However, the most important thing right now is that I would like to solemnly recommend to you this unique and unique book that came out of the Xiao family. Please see—"

Lin Wanrong took out the booklet again, and the written portrait of Miss Xiao immediately attracted the eyes of the white-faced pervert: "This is—" He said in surprise, glanced around, and immediately stopped, his eyes flashed. The surprise, even the blind can see.

"That's right, this is Miss Xiao. It was bought by a middle-class family brother in me at a huge price. You see—" Lin Wanrong shook the cover, and in the clattering sound, Bai Mian finally turned his eyes from Miss Xiao. The body was transferred to the few lines above it.

The five characters of "Miss's Secret History" are concise and concise.

The following two lines are "Xiao Family Ding Committee sponsored by XX Printing House", and two small black characters in the upper right corner - "Top Secret".

Seeing the light in this guy's eyes, Lin Wanrong knew there was a drama, and quickly hit the railway: "Look at this portrait, how exquisite, I can tell you responsibly, this is the first time that Miss Xiao's portrait has leaked out, you are the only one The first person other than me who saw this portrait, you look at the content again, it is absolutely true color I hand over this rare book to you."

The guy took a quick glance and saw the "Miss Xiao's mate selection concept" inside, and his eyes were green. Lin Wanrong quickly closed the booklet, preventing him from continuing to read it.

The white-faced genius had to say, "You bid."

"Ten taels of silver, I can't afford to sell it for a penny." Lin Wanrong saw that the bait had been hooked, and he was determined, and because this guy just made the uncle unhappy, I sat on the ground and raised the price, and the price doubled.

Not as shocked as he imagined, this guy just frowned and said, "It's a little more expensive, can you make it a little less?"

Lin Wanrong was overjoyed, it was indeed a rare commodity to live in, and he was determined to eat him.

Lin Wanrong shook his head firmly and said, "Xiaotai, this is a good thing that has been circulated within the Xiao family. It is something that has a price and no market. I also spent a lot of money to get it. Twelve taels of silver is already the lowest price, you I also know that once this thing is sold to others, everyone will grab it."

The guy looked a little hesitant, Lin Wanrong pretended to helplessly shook his head, stopped talking to him, turned around and left.

"Brother, please stay." Dong Qiaoqiao, dressed as a genius, called Lin Wanrong "just right", staring at the booklet in Lin Wanrong's hand "with light in his eyes", apparently also a "people who know goods".

How did the white-faced genius know that this was a cage. When he saw someone coming to snatch him, he panicked and rushed to Lin Wanrong and said: "I'm here first, I'm here first, Xiongtai, I want your booklet. It's ten taels of silver, please keep it."

Lin Wanrong and Dong Qiaoqiao looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. Lin Wanrong accepted ten taels of silver, and Dong Qiaoqiao secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Dong Qiaoqiao left with "regret", and a chubby genius who had been paying attention to Lin Wanrong and Bai Mian for a long time hurriedly stopped Lin Wanrong: "This brother, may I ask what kind of goodies did you give Brother Li just now?"

Lin Wanrong said suspiciously: "You are—"

The fat genius hurriedly said, "Brother Li and I are classmates and friends—"

Lin Wanrong suddenly understood in his heart that these two guys are classmates, and now they have become competitors for Miss Xiao, and they will definitely not let another one specialize in beauty.

Lin Wanrong recounted what he had just said. The fat genius was naturally moved, but the bargaining price for this product was relatively ruthless. Lin Wanrong reported 10 taels of silver, but he even cut it directly to 5 taels.

If I can't sell it to you for ten taels, I will give you your surname. Lin Wanrong didn't talk to him at all, just turned around and left.

Sure enough, this guy hurriedly stopped Lin Wanrong: "Brother-"

Therefore, twelve transactions were made.

Seeing that several talented people noticed the movement on his side, Lin Wanrong was secretly happy, and ran to Lao Dong to wipe his sweat and said: "Grandma, I underestimated the purchasing power of the market, Uncle Dong, we will increase the price, 10 taels of silver. On sale."