"Pull him down, you've been dancing for a month, but I haven't seen you missing any arms or legs. Two are 30, so pull him down!"
The fatter eldest sister threw her pants on the stall and insulted Lao Scar, she was definitely a master at haggling.
"Sister, the price is so high that I'll have to pay to my brother's death. Well, 18, even one point less is not enough!"
"Tch, keep dancing, Sister Hua, let's go!"
The two women walked away, and Lao Scar glared and shouted: "Come back, sell it, sell it, alas!"
The fat lady made a sound, took out 30 yuan, picked up her pants and left.
Lao Scar shook his head at Tie Jun and said with a wry smile: "This business is really difficult to do, even opening it is difficult!"
Tie Jun shrugged and pointed at Lao Scar's three messy beds.
"Old Scar, take a look for yourself. If you don't say that all you sell are the styles from the first two years, just say that you are so messy, tsk tsk, you've ruined these beds for nothing!"
"Hey, aren't you just looking for cheap? They all come in big packages. It was okay at first, but there are some good stuff, but obviously I can't do it this year."
Lao Scar smiled, picked up the cigarette, and handed one to Tie Jun. Tie Jun took it, and the two of them lit their cigarettes and sat down.
"Old Scar, if you don't mix them together like this, with men's clothing and women's clothing, customers would be dizzy just looking at them!"
Lao Scar looked at his stall, shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was not like this before, and he was neat and tidy. But when the business went bad, his mood did not get better, and he became lazy.
"Old Scar, no matter what you do, you can't lose heart. In the first few years, I sold clothes, which were cheap but not very popular. Everyone's pockets were shabby.
But how much has changed in the past two years? If you sell the third thing, who will buy it? You have to keep up with the trend and new styles before you can make money."
"Dajun, I understand all the principles, but look at Sister Wang across the street. The goods sold in Guangzhou are all new this year, and the sales are not very good!"
After hearing this, Tie Jun raised his head and looked in the direction where Lao Scar was pointing. Sister Wang diagonally opposite was looking at her clothes in a daze. When he looked carefully, Tie Jun smiled.
"Old Scar, this is a matter of vision. You see, the goods sold by that eldest sister sell well in the south, but they are not suitable for the north."
In order to let Lao Scar use his brain more, Tie Jun got up and walked to Sister Wang's stall. Sister Wang saw Tie Jun and Lao Scar chatting for a long time, and knowing that they were Lao Scar's friends, she raised her head and smiled.
"Brother, these are all women's clothes. I want to pick two pieces for my partner. I'm a friend of Lao Scar and I'll sell them to you at the best price!"
"Sister, these are all popular styles in Guangzhou, right?"
"It's not that good, but he is a very knowledgeable person. This year's latest model makes me wonder, why don't people here know the product?"
Tie Jun glanced at Lao Scar and said to Sister Wang: "Sister, these clothes of yours are not suitable for the northern climate. Let's just say that your series of silk pajamas are expensive and the place is wrong. We are not a big business like Qiulin.
Shopping mall, you are too sharp and too jumpy."
"What do you mean by too sharp and too jumping?"
Sister Wang had a question mark on her face.
"That is to say, your product is too high-end and too advanced. It is a niche product for rich people. Then let me ask you, if you go to Qiulin to buy brand names, will you buy clothes from you?"
Sister Wang got a little enlightened and pointed to those beautiful brajis and cheongsams.
"Brother, why can't these beautiful dresses and cheongsams be sold?"
"Because it's too cold here, and your clothes are too flamboyant, too thin, too revealing, and too provocative. They are popular summer styles. This one doesn't cost more than 180 yuan?"
"What? That's my purchase price!"
Sister Wang stared, very dissatisfied.
"Sister, you are so courageous, why haven't you thought about what to do if you can't sell it?"
"When the goods come out, people are rushing to grab them. How can it be worse than following the trend?"
"Then why are you so angry?"
"I...Oh, big brother, keep talking!"
Sister Wang sighed and stopped talking back.
"We are an industrial city, and the main consumers are workers. What is their salary level? Sister, if you spend a month's salary to buy a skirt, you can only wear it for a few months. Can you buy it?"
"I...I'm past that age!"
"Haha, you're being stubborn. Besides, there's a problem with your shoes. They're in the wrong place. I have a suggestion that might be able to save you."
"Brother, you...you said it!"
This eldest sister was quite funny. She grabbed a handful of prawn candies from the last shoe box and stuffed them directly into the pocket of Tie Jun's new breeches with a flattering look on her face.
"Choose one of the two. One, I will help you sell it, and I will give you an extra 20 for each item. Two, ask the model to perform for free at the entrance of the shopping mall, show the effect, and then entrust the mall to sell it."
The eldest sister stopped talking, her eyes became wary, and Tie Jun decided to enlighten her again.
"When making clothes, you have to pay attention to the quality of the goods and not the goods. The goods will kill people. Hurry up and change into seasonal clothes. I will tell you a few styles. If you don't make money, Lao Scar's stall will compensate you."
Lao Scar knew that Tie Jun said this and must have his thoughts, so he immediately supported him and said: "Sister Wang, just think that this is what I, Lao Scar, said."
Lao Scar is the underground security guard of this street. It’s not that Sister Wang doesn’t know his methods. She no longer hesitates and says: “Brother, try selling it for a few days first!”
"Okay, you can just take the same ten pieces now, pack them up for me, and pay the bill tomorrow, is that okay?"
"No problem. With Lao Scar here, there's nothing else to worry about."
Tie Jun made full use of the leverage of relationships and first borrowed a chicken to lay eggs.
"Okay, after finishing it, send it to the police car at the corner of the street. That's the car driven by my sister."
Using Gao Xiaoyan again, Sister Wang opened her mouth and nodded repeatedly, deeply believing in Tie Jun in her heart.
After dragging Lao Scar back, Lao Scar asked Tie Jun in a low voice: "Dajun, where are you going to sell it?"
"Look at how fashionable these clothes are. Where are all the fashionable sisters gathering?"
"Chicken coop! Bah, bah, bah, dance hall!"
"Hahaha, you understand. In the evening, my brother invites you to play at the Guangming Dance Hall!"
Thinking of Jia Guangming's fly-like face at night, Tie Jun burst into laughter.
"Dajun, why didn't I think of that? Yes, these clothes are so suitable for those trendy girls."
“The key is that it’s much, much cheaper than Qiulin!”
"Pa!" The two high-fived and laughed. Lao Scar's mind became more active, and he pulled Tie Jun to point to his bed, "Brother, continue to finish!" Tie Jun thought for a while.
"You can do this. The bed in the middle is mainly for men's series. You have to hang these clothes upright. It's best to put two models to set off the effect."
Tie Jun patted the clothes on the stall, pointed to the open space behind, and then looked to the left.
"The bed on the left is mainly for women. You are too tacky on this. Hurry up and sell it. I will sell it for you later."
After saying that, he strode to the right, gathered his clothes together, and threw them into the middle, leaving a few pairs of shoes.
"The bed on the right is a shoe stall. I hired someone to make two racks with shelves and put the shoes in men's and women's styles so that people can choose what they like."
Lao Scar nodded frequently and gave Tie Jun a thumbs up.
"Da Jun, I really didn't expect that you are such a well-connected person. You are a scholar after all, and your brain is easy to use. Okay, I will arrange it according to your instructions in a moment."
"Well, Old Scar, I have to go out to do some errands tomorrow. I'll meet you at the dance hall tonight. We have a lot to talk about. Let's talk about it in detail tonight. I'm leaving, but they are still waiting for me!"
"Damn monkey, come and look at the stall!"
"I'm coming!"
Lao Scar shouted in the distance, and a little skinny man ran over.
"I'll give it to my buddy!"
"Brother, go ahead!"
The little thin man nodded to Tie Jun, who smiled back and walked towards the street with Lao Scar. Gao Xiaoyan and the others were still chattering happily.
"Da Zhuang, hehe!"
"Hey, Old Scar, how's the business going?"
"Not good!"
Da Zhuang and Lao Scar raised their fists. Tie Jun waited for them to finish and said to Lao Scar, "This is my relative, the fourth girl in high school, a policewoman!"
"Get out! Hello, my name is Gao Xiaoyan."
"Hello, my name is Zhou Gang, and my nickname is Lao Scar. There are several beds here. If you have any clothes you like, just come to me!"
Tie Jun glanced at Lao Scar and called him Lao Scar for several years. It turned out that he had a name.
He looked at Erya again and saw that Erya had returned to normal. Tie Jun was relieved.
"Brother, these clothes?"
Sister Wang took her husband and followed out with her clothes in her arms.
"Fourth sister, open the trunk!"
Tie Jun pursed his lips, Gao Xiaoyan glared at Tie Jun, took the lead and walked out, walked to the car, inserted the key and opened the trunk.
"Brother, please, don't rush to settle the account, just settle it once a week."
"Sister, it must be tied tomorrow. I'll ask Lao Scar to bring it to you!"
Tie Jun acted like a military brother from society, and everyone was a little dazed, feeling like they were filming a movie.
"Dajun, I'm going back too. See you at the ballroom tonight!"
Lao Scar smiled at Da Zhuang and the others again, turned around and followed Sister Wang and his wife.
"You're good, you're quite good at calling people around!"
"Haha, make full use of all available resources around you and turn waste into treasure..."
"Ah, who do you think is the treasure?"
"Hehehe, hahahaha!"
Gao Xiaoyan's hands were stuffed into Tie Jun's new jacket very naturally, and she started to tremble. Erya's eyes widened in shock, Da Zhuang couldn't stop laughing, and Tie Jun even burst into tears from laughter.
"Let's get in the car and take these clothes to the dance hall!"
Tiejun would not waste a free special car. Gao Xiaoyan was thinking about something, so she hummed and opened the car door.
"Brother, you sit in front, I have something to ask big brother!"
Tie Jun just opened the passenger door, and Erya pulled his sleeves stubbornly. Da Zhuang smiled, pushed his elder brother away, and got in the passenger seat.
"Balu!"
The car was on fire. Gao Xiaoyan looked back at Tie Jun and said, "In the evening, after dinner at your house, take Daya, Erya, and me to the dance hall."
"Why did I take you? You are a policeman!"
"I am a criminal police officer and can investigate cases at any time without violating discipline!"
"What if I don't agree?"
"Get out of the car, 1, 2..."
"Hey, deal!"
"Woo!"
The police car roared out and rushed straight to the Guangming Dance Hall.
"Brother Braid, there is a police car parked outside, and someone is getting out, what should I do?"
In the Guangming Song and Dance Hall, a boy was serving drinks at the bar. When he turned around and saw a police car parked at the door, he immediately shouted to the second boss who was resting in the booth.
"Quickly, let the little girl from the dormitory go into the cellar, quick!"
A man with several small braids on his head jumped up and gave instructions in a panic. The waiter slipped away and got into the secret door behind the bar.
"Hurry into the cellar, Lei Zi is here!"
"Mom! Run!"
"Hey, hey, my bowl!"
"Silly thing, are you still sleeping in the first level?"
.....
The exciting one and three o'clock escape, rolling and jumping, how could the word "romantic" be so great that the dormitory ran away in an instant.