An hour later, Cai Gen felt that he could no longer feel his hands.
My whole body was frozen to the core, so I only gave out a dozen fans, and there was not much missing from a box of fans.
Zhen Shuiyin worked very hard, but she only gave out about a hundred or so, and many of them were forced.
From the looks of it, it got off to a bad start.
The eyeballs were gained, but the effect was very poor.
Cai Gen was not discouraged. How could he succeed casually?
What seems to be smooth sailing can be called a legendary entrepreneurial success story.
Which one has not experienced whitewashing and beautification?
Which rich man would reveal that he was pretending to be his third grandson?
Which rich man would say that he was a fool in the early days of his business?
Who doesn’t build a reputation after getting rich?
Cai Gen decided to take a stroll. Many of the fans that Zhen Shui Yin had stuffed into them were thrown away by passers-by.
It’s not that I feel sorry for the fan, I’m really willing to pay a dime for it.
Just sharing the word "children", being stepped on on the ground is as uncomfortable as stepping on Cai Gen's face.
While walking around, I picked up fans and unknowingly came to the popular steamed bun stall.
This made Cai Gen sigh. The last great person who worked hard and wanted to start a business had grass growing on his grave, right?
Alas, even a narrow escape from death cannot describe the twists and turns on this road. One in a million is more appropriate.
I looked up suddenly and saw the lady selling steamed buns next to me. She was holding Cai Gen's fan, looking at it with gusto and looking at it very seriously.
This eldest sister left a deep impression on Cai Gen. She was a sweeper in this morning market business district, a kind of master who kept her secret.
Wandering, he approached the steamed bun stall as naturally as possible.
Cai Gen pretended to be holding a fan, as if he didn't realize that he already had one.
"Yeah, I have it, then I'll give you another one."
The eldest sister was interrupted by Cai Gen and pulled her eyes away from the fan.
Maybe she forgot to teach Cai Gen. There were so many people coming and going in the morning market that she couldn't remember it either.
“It’s so early in the morning, how much does it cost for a day’s payment?
This boss who shares his children is quite interesting, isn’t he?”
Cai Gen didn't dare to admit that he was the boss, it was a bit shameless.
"Fifty a day, once in the morning and once in the evening."
The steamed bun sister had a look of disdain on her face, and she didn't know what she disliked.
"Only fifty? This is difficult, the season is wrong, the boss may be sick.
Absolute amateur, tormenting people to death, has no level, can't do it.
Come and make some noodles for me, and I will give you eighty a day."
Manpower and noodles?
Don’t you already have machines?
This is not the main point. Cai Gen is more concerned about it. Why can't he do it? How can he be an outsider?
"Yes, isn't it a disease to wear a fan in the middle of winter?
If it weren't for the fear of not paying me, I would have quit a long time ago. This would be too difficult.
Sister, are you saying it’s wrong for the boss to give out fans?”
Sister Steamed Bun has started her own teaching mode, but maybe not many people can listen to her spoken language in the winter.
Some time ago, after a fat man came here, it was difficult to meet anyone who had the patience to listen to his business experience.
Hmm? He looks a bit like the fat man in front of me.
"It's not that it's wrong to wear a fan.
There's nothing wrong with the fans themselves, it's just that they weren't distributed to those who needed them."
Cai Gen put the fan under his arm and lit a cigarette for the steamed bun sister. There should be something useful underneath.
"Sister, where should I send it? Give me some guidance, otherwise it won't be easy to earn fifty yuan."
The steamed bun lady didn't dislike Cai Genyan, and was very satisfied with his modest attitude.
“This needs to be analyzed from the root.
The services and products are very creative and are just needed.
It happens to be in line with the development trend of the current aging society. It can be said to be a rare and good idea.
But there are only ideas, which are not worth a penny. They still need to be put into practice to test.
Are there any flaws?
Are there any shortcomings?
Will it form sustainable profits?
There are too many things that need to be done, and there are too many things that need to be confirmed.
Judging from this boss, he definitely doesn't have much money, otherwise he wouldn't use such a rustic promotion method.
If we had the money, we would have promoted it across the country long ago and it would have been prime time after it was aired on Xinwen Network.”
Cai Gen saw that she was going further and further. Although she was telling the truth, she was not telling the truth.
"Sister, what you said is so right!
Who doesn’t know how to spend money if they have money? The problem is not lack of money.
So if we don’t have money, will this project not be possible?”
The steamed bun lady puts on a smile that you don’t understand.
"Brother, you are really wrong.
Unless you have money, anyone can spend it.
You have to burn money wisely.
That requires a professional team to do the money-burning plan.
You won’t understand even if you tell me, so let’s talk about the current situation first.
Who is the target of publicity and promotion?
It seems to be very accurate. The morning market is full of old men and old ladies, so there seems to be nothing wrong with promoting it to them."
Yes, the main customers we serve are these elderly people. Isn’t this accurate enough?
Cai Gen was dissatisfied and felt that his idea was correct.
However, humility makes people progress and they do not dare to question out loud.
"There is nothing wrong with the elderly being the ultimate service customers.
However, it is definitely not the old people who pay.
I speculate that the sales cycle of this service product should be that children spend money to buy services for the elderly.
So I said, the idea is wrong.
Whoever pays the money should promote it.
Do you still expect these old people to take the initiative to ask for services from their children after receiving the fans?
Is that realistic?
Which old man can tell his children that he is old and needs help. You are out of town and can't help. Buy me a service and find a caring person.
is it possible?
You just wonder, can your parents say this to you?"
There was a thunder, and then a series of thunders, which directly hit Cai Gen.
In fact, the truth is not complicated, it’s just that the beneficiary and the buyer are not the same person.
But for such a simple truth, I still want to go astray.
I have been delivering lunch boxes for several years, and my brain is rusty. It’s so embarrassing, so embarrassing.
Then Cai Gen thought that according to this idea, it would be impossible to promote it.
"Sister, what you said is really good.
However, the reason why empty nesters need services is because their children are out of town.
So how to promote it?
I can't get online.
It's like you said, we can only advertise on TV.
Otherwise, where can I find them all over the world?"
The steamed bun lady enjoyed the feeling of being so cooperative with Cai Gen and then crushing him with her IQ and experience.
"So you, the boss, are an outsider. Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year?
You said those potential customers, those who miss their parents, can they not come back to spend the New Year with their parents?
Of course, some people will never come back, and those people don't care about their parents, nor are they your customers.
so"
Now that we have said this, if Cai Gen still doesn’t understand, then he is really an idiot.
"Sister, you said the train station, right?
No, not just the train station, but also the highway entrance.
There are only two ways to return home, and publicity and promotion should go there.
Only then can you get in touch with local people working in other places.
Huh? Sister, how do you know I am the boss?"
The steamed bun lady showed an incomprehensible smile.
If the sweeping monk could come out, they would be able to laugh at each other for years.
This chapter has been completed!