I really don't want to be famous anymore

Chapter 203 Finalize Cooperation
The middle-aged man's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Ji Xian from the beginning to the end. This young man actually said that he was the director of a movie with a box office of tens of millions. Is it true?

Feeling deeply suspicious, he raised his hand and stopped the conversation: "You wait first."

Ji Xian was silent, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

I saw the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, quickly moved his fingers on the screen, found the movie "Sniper Phone Booth" from the movie viewing software, and scrolled down to the line of starring actors. The director ranked first, and he put the director's profile picture Zoom in, move the phone to next to Ji Xian's head, compare it carefully, look at it several times in a row, and exclaim: "Fuck, it really looks like it."

The corner of Ji Xian's mouth twitched. What do you mean by resemblance? This is obviously the same person. Are you old and your eyesight is bad?
"Just kidding."

The middle-aged man put away his mobile phone. He had confirmed that the young man in front of him was the director of "Sniper Phone Booth". It was absolutely true and could not be faked.

He said with emotion: "You are so young and promising! At such a young age, you have become a multi-millionaire, earning money that ordinary people can't earn in a few lifetimes."

Among the young people he knows, it's not that there are no good people. Some even have cars and houses in their twenties, and have millions of dollars in savings, but compared to Ji Xian, they are not worth mentioning.

A multi-millionaire under the age of 20 is a fantasy in itself.

Ji Xian said without being surprised: "You think highly of me, there are many people who are better than me in the world, my achievements are not worth mentioning."

The middle-aged people look up to Ji Xian from the bottom of their hearts. This young man can do it. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous. He knows how to be humble. He will definitely reach even higher heights in the future.

"You make clothes. What do you think of the style of the clothes I drew? Does it have the potential to sell well?"

Ji Xian brought the topic back, it's important to talk about business, it's about making money, there is nothing more joyful than making money.

"It's not bad. It can be sold, but it's still a little bit too interesting to become a phenomenon-level hot-selling product. The details need to be polished."

The man thought for a moment and expressed his opinion, then added: "But don't worry too much, your clothes are co-branded, and they have their own consumer base. Most fans who like movies will pay for it."

Whether you are selling clothes or shoes, the sales of co-branded models are generally not that bad. If you call a traffic star to endorse, the sales may take off directly. This kind of thing is not uncommon in real life.

The clothes worn by big stars, all good-looking clothes, will be sold out within two days.

Ji Xian is very clear about what the man said, isn't it the star effect, he has played it all before, and it has played a significant role in the sales of a certain product.

"Okay, please leave me your phone number. When I go back, I will send you the pictures of the clothes. I want to make a batch first and sell them. If the sales are good, we will follow up and cooperate."

Ji Xian spoke his mind without inkling, and the middle-aged man said: "No problem, how much do you want first?"

"Make [-] pieces first!"

Ji Xian chose conservatively, and pondered: "Do you have quality grades for the materials used to make clothes here? If so, can you show me, so I can decide the materials to use."

Since you are determined to develop new business, you should do it well. The quality and quality control of the clothes must be qualified, so as to capture the hearts of customers.

To do business, you must know how to keep the water flowing, rather than trying to catch fish.

The middle-aged man didn't expect Ji Xian to ask about this matter, he hesitated for a moment, but agreed, he called up the materials that his factory usually uses to make clothes on his mobile phone, and showed it to Ji Xian.

Ji Xian automatically ignores the bottom layer of materials. These materials are used to make nine yuan nine free shipping clothes, which are the worst and most rotten materials.

If he uses this material to make clothes, when the clothes are sold, the customer must not scold him to death after receiving them.

He didn't want to bear the name of a black-hearted businessman.

After choosing for a few minutes, Ji Xian finally decided to choose a material that was made in China and has a certain international market share to make clothes.

"Just this one! Use it as the main material. I don't know much about your industry. You can choose other materials. The premise is to use them well."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "The price of this material is not cheap, are you sure you want to use this?"

The materials are not cheap, which means that the cost of making the clothes will be relatively high, and with the labor cost of production, the cost will be even higher.

Ji Xian nodded firmly, and said without doubt: "Yes, you don't have to worry about the money, I will pay you 100 million later, if it is not enough, you can make it up for me first, and after the clothes are made, I will settle the payment at once. Can it work?"

The man was shocked by Ji Xian's magnanimity. The multi-millionaire is really different. He said 100 million, which is much more refreshing than other merchants who come here to wholesale clothes.

"Okay. Let's sign a contract first?" He smiled honestly.

Ji Xian agreed, and the man went to print out the contract himself, and the two of them signed it, and the cooperation was finalized.

After dealing with this matter, Ji Xian saw that it was getting late, and was about to return home. He had been away for a long time, and if he didn't go back, his parents might mistakenly think that he ran away from home again.

He didn't want to be beaten by Ji Weiguo again.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, boss, I almost forgot to ask your name."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Zhou Dahai."

Ji Xian silently called out the man's name, smiled and waved goodbye, and returned to the place where the motorcycle was parked. He took out the helmet from the trunk, and when he was about to put it on, someone behind him called him.

He was confused, turned around and took a closer look, his face suddenly became colder.

"Ji Xian?! It's really you! We haven't seen you for two years. How are you doing now?"

He was stopped by a young man about his age, with dyed red hair and tattoos on his neck, in winter, wearing a pair of peas shoes, wearing a thin coat and tights, exuding from the inside out A breath of spirit.

This man's name is Cai Xin. Ji Xian has known him since high school. The two are enemies!Had a fight.

"You're doing just fine, I think you should be doing pretty well, you're so spirited."

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Ji Xian spoke in a tricky way, which didn't give Cai Xin a good look.

Cai Xin heard the sarcasm in Ji Xian's words, and said coldly: "Two years have passed, and you are still as cheap-mouthed as before. When you fought, you should have your mouth smashed."

Ji Xian dismissed it, and sneered: "Did you make a mistake? You were the one who suffered in that fight, not me. Someone was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face. Have you forgotten?"

(End of this chapter)