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The rune puppet made a 'chichi' sound, the carving knife head shone with a strange light, and it operated in an orderly manner, with a faint smell of charcoal wafting out.

The rune carving was completed, and Yves carefully checked the pattern on it. He knew that this coffin might be related to his own destiny. Charles had already revealed the ambition of the Demon Blood Faction. They wanted to 'monopoly' the coffin industry and become a unique Bloodline, an irreplaceable industry for human beings, requires a reliable brand as its foundation.

Once established, the position of Yves' coffin in the whole blood family will have an essential change.

money?That vulgar thing is just the leftovers of the cake.

He repeatedly polished the coffin, and the mechanical operation would inevitably have flaws, but his puppet was already at the highest level on the assembly line.

"Hope it catches your eye." He showed Charles the coffin.

Several attendants leveled the coffin, and Charles immediately lay down inside. He closed his eyes, feeling the effect of the coffin with his heart, and the lid closed.

People outside seem to have to go through a century of waiting, waiting for the outcome of the trial.Yves stepped aside. He kept rubbing his fingers, not missing every gap in the joints. He didn't want people to see his nervousness, so he hid his hands behind his back.With Reid beside him, he was much more rational in comparison, and there was one thing that bothered him.

"Charles asked you to engrave a special rune style, do you know what it is?" Reid pretended to report to work, and only asked in a low voice at the end.

Yves only thought about the bright future of the company, and the style of the runes had long been forgotten.

"I haven't seen it. I have read a lot of knowledge about runes, but I have no impression of that rune. I think it may be very old, so old that it is older than any vampire we are present."

"Maybe it's the rune of the Demon Blood faction family," he thought for a while and added, "There must be something handed down from the big ancient family, so we outsiders can't understand it."

Red nodded. What Eve said made sense. He stared at Charles' coffin. A strand of golden-white hair was exposed, which was missed when the coffin was built.

Now there is no wind in the room, but the hair is swaying, unpredictable.Reid suddenly felt that half-brown, half-golden-blue eyes were staring at him as if they had pierced through the partition. The whole body had been baptized by X-rays, and the identity of human beings had already been revealed.In order to let the uneasy emotions go away, he stood further away.

The coffin lid was slowly opened, and Charles sat up, his silky long hair hanging from his shoulders, fluttering naturally, curling up, and looking at Eve, he squeezed out an apologetic smile.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Akat, the quality of your coffin does not meet my requirements."

He wags his finger gracefully, a sign of refusal.

"If your coffin can only be this level, I don't think we can cooperate."

……

Outside was the sky and the ground, the moonlight and the stars, but Yves felt a thunderbolt in his heart. He took a deep breath, and almost spat out the sentence "Then what do you want?"

He maintained a modest smile, making himself look like a calm gentleman, his mind was overwhelmed, and he couldn't help cursing, my product is already the best quality on the assembly line!Not only is the price cheap, but the production efficiency is high, isn't that enough? !As for product quality, consumers are well aware of it. We should know from birth that you get what you pay for. This is the information recorded in our genes!

He hates laymen talking about quality issues with him the most, but the ambition that has been hooked is so easy to be wiped out. He didn't want to give up, so he tried to deal with it again.

"My husband, for you, I will find a way to improve the factory's facilities." Yves said eagerly, trying to figure out the changes in Charles's expression. These words were really useful, and the other party's expression rekindled his interest. .

But let’s talk about the ugly things first, and Yves pointed out the situation: “Why don’t I want to improve the quality, but the improvement process is time-consuming and laborious, and it will increase the cost. The balance of ‘coffining’ may be broken, and the blind pursuit of quality The increase will not keep up with the price trend of competitors in the short term, and you will lose badly."

He eloquently expounded the theory of "into a coffin": first-class design, second-rate and third-rate quality and price. When customers recognize his design and are excited by the low price, they will naturally not have extraordinary expectations for quality. , once it is damaged, you can even throw it away without hesitation, don't worry about it.

Charles listened patiently until they were back in the drawing room.He didn't talk, just looked around, and Yves understood right away, and he ordered Red to clear the room, and the two of them were left talking in the room.

The chandelier in the reception room swayed gently like flower buds, and the room was filled with a faint scent of blood tea, which dyed the bottom of the transparent teapot blood red.

A strand of hair hooked towards Yves, and he sat upright, waiting for the big man to speak.

"Mr. Ackat, please believe me no matter what, I'm helping you." Charles stared at him with brown and blue eyes, took a sip of blood tea, and enjoyed it for a moment, "Just like you served my premium blood tea , I sincerely cooperate. It's just that my next words may be a bit rude."

"Have you ever thought that the vampires are night undead, and we have to live longer than humans, so our energy and talents are destined to be consumed for a longer time, and your design talents will always be used up one day."

"..."

Eve didn't expect such a tricky subject from the very beginning. He tried to find a step to continue the following words, but felt that his heart was being dissected.

What he said is right, unlimited time does not necessarily mean unlimited talent, and it cannot be refuted.

"Let's stop talking nonsense about finding successors and taking apprentices. We blood races have a selfish and greedy nature. Besides, we have lived for too long. Rather than accepting apprentices, we are cultivating century-old competitors. , with Mr. Arkat's ingenuity, I think it is impossible to do such a stupid thing. So, if I think that in addition to extraordinary talent, you need to have unique technology, then you will survive other competitors longer."

Yves couldn't taste the fragrance of tea at all, his heart was full of the aftertaste of what he said just now.

In the past, he didn't have a strong opponent like Philip in his coffin business, and he never really sounded the alarm in his heart, but now it's different, more and more despicable guys have taken a fancy to the money that should have been in his pocket, and want to buy it in his pocket. A share of his blood soup.

"Mr. Ackart is a smart man. That's all about you. Let's talk about customers." Charles spoke slowly, but every sentence was unambiguous and carried great weight.

"Customers are falling for you now, they are crazy about you, they love you, they can't wait to hug you with open arms, but don't forget, they have also lived too long, that is to say, 100 years later, you will still face the same Customers, with the same face, have to meet their needs in the same way, if you don’t get annoyed, they will too.”

"Even if your designs are cute, fun and eye-catching, but if customers are tired of the design, your coffin becomes meaningless. At that time, can you still expect third-rate quality to bring customers back? ? Impossible, they don't see you at all."

Eve's eyelids twitched, and the golden blue eye was like a knife on the face, stabbing straight between the eyebrows.He understood what Charles meant. If you only rely on design to attract people, but the quality cannot be improved, it will gradually decline.

It’s like buying an umbrella with 10 blood coins on the street on a rainy day. No matter how beautiful its appearance is, we know in our hearts that this umbrella will soon be scrapped under the ravages of wind and rain. Over time, we will understand Knowing that these products have a 'one-night stand' relationship with us, this relationship may be an umbrella or a coffin.

"The replacement is getting faster and faster, and it is becoming more and more numb. Our customers will find that they have been making do with it. After breaking away from their expectations for craftsmanship and quality, they are replacing intermittently while treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. At this time, you may be They will be lost forever." The teacup was placed on the table, and Charles looked at Yves from the corner of his eye.

This is by no means alarmist. When a large number of "coffins" flood into the market, customers will eventually wake up. They will no longer make do with it, no longer give in to appearances, and they want real things at a fair price.Thinking of this, Yves clenched his fists unconsciously.

So if in the same period, he can guarantee the stability of the price, and the quality is one level higher than other competitors, the advantages in the future will be obvious, and with a strong backing, they will be unique.

After reaching the conclusion, Ive felt the inner core was restless, and he was out of breath with excitement, but he also felt the coldness of his fingertips and toes, and he felt a sense of awe. As expected of Charles, the first deal of the Devil's Blood faction, He is educated.

The reasoning is smooth, but he hasn't figured out where to start for the time being.

Charles looked at the time and said that he had to rush to the next meeting. Yves got up to see him off. Charles just smiled lightly. His face was noble and beautiful, and he treated vampires of any class equally.

"No need, Mr. Ackat is someone I admire, why should we be more polite, but in the end, let me remind you that everything in this world needs money, if it is beyond the scope of nature, maybe there is no need The money is gone. I'm waiting for your good news."

Yves stopped, watching Charles leave, lost in thought.

What in this world is free of money?In other words, what does not need to be equivalent to money.

Presumably, only supernatural powers left.

Eve ran back to the office. He was rummaging through the contract. It was necessary to invite the maker of the rune puppet to have a cup of tea.