After telling Lin Hongbiao about continuing to enter the Walkman, Lin Hongbiao on the other end of the phone didn't care at all why Yang Jianguang wanted to pick up the goods. Instead, he asked with some resentment.
"Brother Jianguang, you've been gone for a long time. Brother, I've been as lonely as snow waiting for you!"
Hearing this, Yang Jianguang smiled, and he naturally understood what Lin Hongbiao was referring to.
"Director Lin, I have sent the latest manuscript via email. You can just open the email on your computer to receive it."
Following Yang Jianguang's instructions, Lin Hongbiao opened his email on the computer all the way. After seeing the latest manuscript sent by Yang Jianguang, Lin Hongbiao's attitude suddenly changed drastically.
"Brother Jianguang, you really understand your brother and me very well!"
Lin Hongbiao said excitedly while patting his chest. "Don't worry, if you want to purchase any goods next time, you can directly call the sales department of our factory. With our relationship, we can get as much as you want!"
Yang Jianguang also climbed up the pole and replied politely. "Okay, I'll leave the listening to Brother Lin to me."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Hongbiao looked at the subsequent updated chapters in front of him with fascination.
In fact, Lin Hongbiao was not exaggerating. He was so anxious these days waiting for the update of "Zhu Xian". If he didn't know where Yang Jianguang lived, he would have gone directly to Shanghai to find him.
Of course, although he couldn't wait to read the updated chapters, Lin Hongbiao still made a phone call first and called in the newly appointed sales section chief Li Fang.
After Li Fang came in, Lin Hongbiao handed over the delivery address left by Yang Jianguang.
"Then Xiao Li, send me another thousand units at the same address as last time."
Li Fang glanced at the address and then asked doubtfully, "Mr. Lin, didn't this address just send a thousand units a few days ago? Will it sell out a little too quickly?"
With that said, before Lin Hongbiao could speak, Li Fang forced out a smile and reminded, "Mr. Lin, we don't have much stock of walkie-talkies in the factory. You..."
It was just Li Fang's reminder. In Lin Hongbiao's opinion, there was no need to worry at all.
He was anxious to calm down and read alone, and said impatiently, "Send it as soon as possible. It's just a few Walkmans. How can there be so much nonsense!"
"Running out more goods? I don't believe that Yang Jianguang alone can sell my factory until it is out of stock!"
After Li Fang left obediently, Lin Hongbiao raised a hint of disdain on his lips.
It’s not that he looks down on Yang Jianguang, his factory has tens of thousands of Walkman units in stock here.
Yang Jianguang has made so many purchases, and most likely he is supplying electronic products stores.
Regardless of the demand for goods now, in fact Yang Jianguang could sell one or two thousand units and go out of his way. Lin Hongbiao didn't take it to heart at all.
As for supplying goods to Yang Jianguang, the factory has no ready stock to supply to the supplier?
Don't talk nonsense, his factory's assembly line for 10,000 units was built in a month or two.
Is it possible that Yang Jianguang can sell 10,000 units a month? How is that possible!
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On the other side, after receiving a positive reply from Lin Hongbiao, Yang Jianguang ran to a nearby bank and transferred the prepared fifteen thousand yuan to Lin Hongbiao's account.
After doing all this, he was satisfied and rushed to Shanghai University with his suitcase.
As the bus bumped, Yang Jianguang slowly began to think things over in the car.
Nearly half of the 1,000 units of Walkman have been sold. When everyone comes back today after selling out, 600 units will have been sold. If it hadn't been for the 15,000 he just called Lin Hongbiao, the money on his hand is expected to reach 50,000.
Many dollars.
But this high number did not make Yang Jianguang overly excited.
What Yang Jianguang was thinking was that it was not a problem to frequently run into phone booths. Should he buy a mobile phone, or should he get older?
By the way, Nojia should have released a cutting-edge candy bar machine this year. I heard that one costs ten thousand, so I might as well get one myself.
While I was thinking wildly, Shanghai University had also arrived.
After following the crowd and getting out of the car, Hu Mengxuan was already at the door, smiling and waving to him excitedly.
This smile bloomed like a snowdrop, causing countless male students passing by to beat their feet and chests, asking themselves what was the difference between them and this black-faced boy?
When Hu Mengxuan and Yang Jianguang entered the campus one after another, Zhu Qian, who was standing in the crowd, was already gnashing her teeth.
This guy actually came here again!
And because Yang Jianguang looked so heavy in his suitcase, he almost picked it up again and listened to it!
Sure enough, when the anxious Zhu Qian hurried back to the women's dormitory, she suddenly heard the annoying sound coming again.
"SUSHI 70, SUSHI 71 is now available!"
On the other side, although the two men successfully set up a stall in the women's dormitory, Yang Jianguang keenly discovered that the sales speed of the walkman on this day was not as fast as before.
This is normal. Yang Jianguang has shipped nearly 400 Walkmans to Shanghai University. The shipping efficiency of Walkmans here has been much lower.
The two of them continued selling until about four o'clock in the afternoon. When Hu Mengxuan was training in the military, Yang Jianguang specially moved the stall under the big banyan tree.
Just like that, these hundreds of Walkmans were sold out.
When I returned home with the sunset behind my back, Huang Mao and Dazhi had already come back, each with their heads held high. Please praise me.
On the next fourth day, because there were only 400 Walkmans left, Yang Jianguang simply divided them with Huang Mao and three others to sell them.
Women's bedroom.
Hearing the familiar "70 yuan per unit," Zhu Qian walked back from dormitory 208 with an expressionless face and dialed her cousin's phone number.
"Hey, what's wrong with my cousin? Is Yang Jianguang not here today?"
"Let me tell you, as long as my cousin is here, there is absolutely no way he will have a Walkman to sell this time!" Cousin Luo Ping said confidently.
But Zhu Qian replied calmly. "Cousin, Yang Jianguang and Hu Mengxuan have started selling Walkmans again, and there are still 71 units."
The sound was not loud, but it made Luo Ping sit up straight as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
A bad premonition also appeared in his mind. "Cousin, please listen to my explanation. Yang Jianguang is definitely still holding on, and today must be the last day!"
But Zhu Qian's expression was cold and she replied silently. "No need to explain, my uncle already knew about this just now. He said that he was already on his way to Shanghai with a rolling pin."
As soon as these words came out, Luo Ping's chrysanthemums instantly shrank, and he dropped the phone with a sad face.
It's over, everything is over!
In fact, if Zhu Qian could wait patiently for one more day, Luo Ping's third leg might still be saved.
Because by the fifth day, Yang Jianguang was out of stock!
The Walkman that came from Lin Hongbiao was still on the way, so Yang Jianguang was out of stock!
I simply gave Huang Mao and Dazhi a day off and let the two brothers have a good time in Shanghai.
At this moment, Yang Jianguang also ran towards Hongjiang Road.
The VCD I brought here has been at Zhang Qing's place for four or five days, and I don't know if it has been sold.
"Aoko Digital Store?"
Yang Jianguang murmured, and looked at the VCD playing music on the counter from a distance, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Zhang Qing’s propaganda is quite competent!
Thinking of this, Yang Jianguang no longer hesitated and strode towards Zhang Qing's shop...