Rebirth 83: Hundreds of billions of net worth, starting from setting up a stall

the next day.

Li Cunxi continued to be in the office, perfecting the plan for the clothing exhibition.

Most garment factories have decided to participate in this clothing exhibition and are willing to pay an exhibition fee of 10 yuan.

Preliminary estimates suggest that raising around 500 million in exhibition fees is not a problem.

He will try his best to spend this money on the clothing exhibition, and strive to make the clothing exhibition's sign a one-time success.

However, there is still one biggest obstacle to successfully holding a clothing exhibition, and that is the official attitude.

If there is no official support, everything is empty talk.

Therefore, he wants to focus on the benefits that holding a clothing exhibition can bring to the entire industry in his plan.

It is best if these benefits are consistent with current policies.

I kept writing until the afternoon, when my stomach began to protest, and Li Cunxi put down the pen.

He walked out of the room and looked at Feng Tian, ​​who was standing upright: "Didn't you eat?"

Feng Tian shook his head.

"Go, let's eat."

Li Cunxi put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly downstairs.

After experiencing the peak flow of people at the new product launch conference.

The number of customers in the store began to decrease. Fortunately, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. Even if it was not a busy period, there were still many customers lingering in the store.

Li Cunxi once conducted a survey and statistics with prizes.

Many of the people who spend money in his store are teachers and civil servants, high-income people with an average monthly salary of over three digits, as well as many tourists from various places who come to Beijing.

It’s also thanks to the dedicated consumption of these people and foreigners.

The per capita consumption in the store is about 80 yuan, which was an incredible figure in 83.

The two walked out of the store.

Li Cunxi asked: "What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right."

Feng Tian looked around cautiously.

"Then let's go to the next street to eat hotpot mutton. It's autumn, so it's just right to eat it."

"it is good."

The place is not far.

Li Cunxi was too lazy to drive and went on foot with Feng Tian.

Although it is in Wangfujing, it is the 80s after all, and some alleys are still secluded.

The two of them had just entered an alley.

A group of masked men armed with sticks appeared on both sides of the alley, completely blocking them.

"It's really lawless."

Li Cunxi sighed softly.

No need to guess, Hu Zhan must have been furious when he learned that he had saved his younger brother, and sent someone to deal with him.

"Boss, just stay where you are and don't move."

Feng Tian took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it in his hand, watching the people who were attacking him warily.

"beat!"

As the leader shouted angrily, everyone rushed forward.

Feng Tian was worthy of being the most skilled among the three. With his incredible strength, he was able to crush the wooden stick that the gangster swung into pieces with one punch. The power of his fist was not diminished and he directly hit the gangster's face.

I saw the gangster flying away, his face extremely distorted, a few teeth mixed with blood bursting out, and he passed out immediately after landing on the ground.

Seeing this, Li Cunxi could only remind him: "Be careful, don't kill anyone."

"Oh."

Feng Tian responded and could only hold back his strength, but he still beat the crap out of these bastards.

However, there were too many gangsters, and he had to protect Li Cunxi, so he still received a lot of sticks.

"Oh shit."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, a few gangsters actually took out their knives.

Li Cunxi frowned slightly.

Feng Tian was strong, so it wouldn't matter if he got hit with a few sticks, but if he got hit with a knife, it would be fatal.

He took out a bottle of spray from his trouser pocket, shook it gently, took out a pair of sunglasses and handed them to Feng Tian: "Put them on."

Feng Tian kicked an enemy away, took the sunglasses and put them on his face.

"Try not to inhale."

Li Cunxi also put on sunglasses, raised the bottle, and started spraying it indiscriminately around him.

This is his homemade pepper spray, which is extremely concentrated. Even if it touches your skin, it will cause a burning sensation.

He couldn't imagine the feeling of inhaling it into mucous membranes or getting it into wounds or eyeballs.

soon.

The first lucky ones got a taste of ultra-concentrated pepper spray.

It was okay at first, I just felt a little stinging when I breathed in the contaminated area, but then the pain nerves started to work.

The stinging sensation, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, made the gangster roll on the ground and moan.

Li Cunxi held his breath and pointed at the entrance of the alley.

Feng Tian knocked down all the other fish that had slipped through the net, and left quickly with Li Cunxi.

Out of the alley.

Feng Tian couldn't help coughing, and tears began to well up in his eyes.

Li Cunxi was not doing well either. Although he was wearing sunglasses and holding his breath, he still inhaled some pepper spray.

"Boss, this spray you made is so powerful. My throat and nose are burning now."

Feng Tian said while crying.

"Go buy some water, cough."

Li Cunxi coughed all the way to the soda stall and threw down a big unity card.

The two of them started blowing one bottle after another. After blowing more than ten bottles, their stomachs were full and the tingling feeling was slightly suppressed.

"Are you OK?"

Li Cunxi looked at Feng Tian.

The other party had received a lot of sticks just to protect him.

Feng Tian shook his head.

"Then continue eating."

Li Cunxi took the money from the vendor and walked to the mutton restaurant not far away.

Feng Tian followed quickly and whispered: "Boss, why don't we go back and wait for Brother Wei and Wu Lei to come back before eating together, otherwise I'm afraid there will be another wave of attacks and I won't be able to protect you."

"Don't worry, I won't give him a second chance."

Li Cunxi's eyes turned cold.

After dinner.

The two of them returned to the store with toothpicks in their mouths.

"These are your clothes. You see, the brand says Xiaoyan, and the style is the same as yours. Why don't you return it?"

"Madam, this is a counterfeit, and you don't have a receipt from our store. We really can't return it."

"I don't care. If you don't give me a refund, I will file a complaint against you."

A middle-aged woman, holding a pair of jeans, was making trouble in the store.

Upon seeing this, Li Cunxi hurried forward and said, "Madam, I am the manager of Xiaoyan Clothing Store. How can I help you?"

"Are you the person in charge? Then you are responsible for the review. This is clearly on your store's brand, but your store doesn't recognize it."

The middle-aged woman complained angrily.

Li Cunxi took the pants and touched the material.

It is obviously the lowest quality jeans fabric. As the production capacity of jeans increases, these low quality fabrics are almost no longer available.

There may be a very small amount of inventory, which is used by some small workshops to make clothes. Looking at the stitching and the threads used, they are all of the lowest quality.

Finally, he found their brand label at the waist. The printing was very blurry, and even the English letters were spelled wrong.

"Bring me a pair of genuine pants."

Li Cunxi ordered quietly.

The female clerk quickly ran to the denim counter, and after a while, she took out a pair of genuine jeans.

Li Cunxi smiled and said: "Sister, you get what you pay for. The reason why our products at Xiaoyan are expensive is because we are willing to use materials and the processing fees are high. You can compare them yourself and you will know the difference."