Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Wang Chengshuang, Li Xinjian and others left, but more than ten minutes after they left, another group of people came.

Among them was Yang Qi, who had been here last time and owned seven shops in Caizhou.

When Yang Qi saw these clothes, they were almost the same as Wang Chengshuang and others, and his eyes lit up as well.

There is no need to say more nonsense, everyone knows it.

As a result, Yang Qi alone ordered 3000 pieces of clothing. As for other acquaintances, you ordered 500 pieces, he ordered 600 pieces. In a short while, plus the ones that had been ordered before, they had sold out.

As of 4 p.m., a total of 18 people had come to the store, pre-ordering items. This result is definitely the best among the crowd.

But that’s not all. As time passed, when the store was about to close, several more people came.

"Miss Xiao Zhao, are you guys organizing some kind of event? I see a lot of people coming and going, and many of them are from the same industry as us."

The last group of people left, and Sun Jianping, who had noticed the situation here a long time ago, shamelessly stepped forward and started a conversation.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wenjing was still a little angry about the last time Sun Jianping took the lead in imitating the product. She ignored his words and went straight back into the shop.

Sun Jianping's face turned red and he became very embarrassed.

But in just a few seconds, he caught up again and walked into the store.

"Boss Zhao, are you going to get rich again?"

Perhaps knowing that Zhao Wenjing would ignore him, Sun Jianping went directly to talk to Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Wenhao was a businessman, and he wouldn't act on impulse like Zhao Wenjing. Besides, he was still waiting for the group in Xuanzhou City to come to him and ask for the goods.

Therefore, when he saw Sun Jianping coming, he still greeted him with a smile on his face, as if he had no grudges about what happened before.

"I recently designed a few more clothes, and my colleagues came to show me around and pre-ordered some."

Zhao Wenhao took the initiative to hand over a cigarette and then explained.

"Oh? How could Boss Zhao forget about me about this?" Sun Jianping's eyes lit up, and he didn't care at all about the hateful look of Zhao Wenjing next to him.

"As for the clothes, Mr. Sun, you can take a look. If you think they're suitable, you can pre-order some. But let me make it clear here: if you're pre-ordering less than 2000 pieces, don't talk to me. To be honest, it's just a small deal, so I don't really care right now."

Zhao Wenhao immediately put forward conditions, and these conditions were only for Sun Jianping.

Obviously, Zhao Wenhao was polite on the surface, but in his heart he still despised Sun Jianping's character. Even if he could guess that Sun Jianping would not do that, there would be others who would do so.

"2000 pieces?" Sun Jianping had a headache.

It’s not that 2000 pieces of clothing cannot be sold. As long as the price-performance ratio is good enough, 2000 pieces of clothing can be sold out in three months at most.

But the problem was, he only planned to pre-order 600 to 700 units, just like last time, to cover a month's sales. Then he would go find the factory he had worked with last time and ask them to manufacture the products for him, making another profit.

Obviously, he also realized that Zhao Wenhao was deliberately targeting him.

But the question is, even if he was intentionally targeted, wouldn't Sun Jianping just make money if he could?

The answer is of course no.

"Boss Zhao, how about I take a look at the clothes first?" Sun Jianping did not agree immediately, but suggested taking a look first.

Of course Zhao Wenhao would meet such a request. He took out the cardboard box from the corner again, selected three clothes from it, and showed them to Sun Jianping.

"How?" Zhao Wenhao asked deliberately.

Sun Jianping looked at it carefully and reached out to touch it.

"It's indeed of good quality and the style is quite novel. There should be a market for it."

Since they are all in the same industry, Sun Jianping cannot lie against his conscience.

"There are 12 designs in total, both for men and women." Zhao Wenhao pointed to the paper boxes over there, but didn't take out all of them. "As for the price, it's the same for everyone. T-shirts are 12 yuan each, and T-shirts are 10 yuan each."

Sun Jianping frowned slightly, not because he was dissatisfied with the clothes, but because he was not very satisfied with Zhao Wenhao's request.

2000 pieces would cost more than 2 yuan.

And it is impossible for him to sell out these 2000 pieces within a month.

This will require a lot of funds.

After that, if we want to find a factory to imitate our products, we won’t be able to come up with any additional funds.

At that time, I could either borrow money or wait until this batch of clothes was sold out before placing my own order. However, the profit would be slightly reduced.

This is Zhao Wenhao's open conspiracy, it depends on whether Sun Jianping is willing to accept it.

Therefore, Zhao Wenhao did not urge the other party, but calmly lit a cigarette for himself, walked out of the store, and paced back and forth leisurely.

A few minutes later, Sun Jianping walked out of the "New Wave" clothing store with a bitter face and found Zhao Wenhao smoking at the door.

"Brother, this is a really good move! Okay, let's do as you say."

"Boss Sun, don't look so bitter and resentful. After I get these clothes, won't you make any profit? I spent so much effort to find someone to design them. Is there no cost?"

Zhao Wenhao said this cheerfully, but his eyes revealed a sharp look.

Sun Jianping didn't want to waste any more time, so he directly took Zhao Wenhao to sign the contract, and then agreed to withdraw the money to pay the deposit the next morning.

As Sun Jianping left, other vendors in the clothing market also began to inquire about the situation.

So, the brother and sister, who had originally planned to close the shop and go home to cook, had to continue sitting down and communicating and negotiating with them.

At eight o'clock that evening, everyone finally left.

Zhao Wenhao, whose voice was a little hoarse, pointed to the account book and asked Zhao Wenjing to take stock of how much had been pre-sold in total.

"Wow!"

A cry of surprise came from Zhao Wenjing's mouth.

Zhao Wenhao, who was resting with his eyes closed, was startled and quickly stood up to check the situation.

"What's the matter?"

“Not enough!”

"What's not enough?" Zhao Wenhao was a little confused.

Zhao Wenjing quickly picked up the account book and pointed to the number on it. "We've only ordered 2 pieces of clothing in total, but now we've only pre-sold 2.4 pieces, which is not enough to go around."

"So many!"

Zhao Wenhao was also surprised. He was only focused on pre-sales at the time and had no time to calculate how much had been pre-sold in total.

He also didn't expect that 2.4 units would be pre-sold in just one day. This was really beyond his expectation.

However, this is a good thing after all. It shows that everyone has confidence in the clothes they designed, otherwise there wouldn't be so many pre-orders.

"It's okay, sister. We've received quite a bit of pre-orders today. Tomorrow morning I'll call Shanghai and ask them to place an additional order for 1.5 pieces. I expect more people will be coming tomorrow."

3.5 pieces in total, that should be about right. The last time we sold leggings, they were around the same number, and with the ones we keep for ourselves, that should be enough.”

Zhao Wenhao immediately gave a solution.

Although the arrival of the goods will be delayed for a few days, it is not possible for these orderers to sell out all at once. We can just send them one batch first and then resend them when the next batch arrives. It won't delay their business.