The name of Ye is different. People like him are gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze. At least that's what they look like on the surface...
"Actually, how much we sell it for depends entirely on our printing capabilities." Hua Zhao said, "1,000 is really a small amount, so just take it!"
How many households are there in China? Who doesn’t post Spring Festival couplets? And they are replaced every year.
This is a huge market.
Hua Zhao analyzed it for him.
Ye Ming was still fine, but Tang Fanghe was excited.
Is there anything going on with her here?
The words are not hers, the printing shop is not hers, and the ideas are not hers. She just helps run errands.
"We have to ask Third Aunt to continue to help with errands, continue to communicate with major printing houses, and only accept our business, not other people's, and then sell it through the channel of exercise books." Hua Zhao said.
If you want to make a lot of money, you still have to sell nationwide. The market in Beijing is too small.
Therefore, Tang Fanghe, who is familiar with production and sales, can still participate.
"We each halve the cost, and each of us halve the profit." Hua Zhao said.
"Okay, okay!" Tang Fanghe nodded repeatedly, as if this half was picked up, of course she was happy.
It wasn't a difficult task for her, anyone could come, but Hua Zhao gave her the pie, thinking of her kindness.
Hua Zhao smiled at Tang Fanghe and gave it to her because she thought Tang Fanghe was a teachable talent.
After telling her not to drift off last time, she immediately corrected herself.
I couldn't live in the newly bought big house anymore, so I went back to live with Ye Cheng's house honestly, and continued to take classes after stopping for a few months.
He said to the outside world that he was just working for others, and now that he is done with his work, he would continue to work as a teacher.
Moreover, she also went to the house where the dog bit her before to offer her condolences, and gave her gifts and money. She also promised that if anything happens to the child in the future because of the dog bite, she would be responsible for it.
I finally got forgiveness from several family members.
So Hua Zhao gave her another pie.
Ye Ming smiled and refused no longer.
He had never paid attention to this market before. After being analyzed by Hua Zhaoyi, he really felt that it was a big market, and it was a market that was right under his nose, but not discovered by ordinary people.
Most people really can't find it, because nowadays it's popular to write your own couplets.
At the end of the year, the market for red paper and ink is quite good.
If you can’t write yourself, ask someone who can write, such as relatives or neighbors.
There are always a few old gentlemen who can write calligraphy in the countryside. Years ago was when they were most prestigious.
Later, with the emergence of printed matter, this prestige disappeared.
Hua Zhao was happy to see Ye Ming agree.
If you write one hundred and eighty words a year, you can earn 100,000 yuan. In addition, she also gives 1,000 yuan for each word "Fu" in various fonts, and you can earn more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan, which can be exchanged for a house.
Change one set a year.
When you need money in the future, sell the house and immediately achieve financial freedom.
The money was clean and verifiable, no one could say anything, and it was safer than any other business he did.
People of his status will be more and more strictly controlled in the future and will not be allowed to operate anything.
The three of them didn't speak quietly, and everyone around them who wanted to hear heard them.
Sun Yan felt that her math skills were not enough, so she thought x10, x10, and x10 again, so much that she didn't dare to multiply, and she couldn't believe that the three of them were talking about a transaction for so much money.
She pushed Ye Chen and motioned for him to come over.