Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

at night.

In the quiet atmosphere of a high-end hotel room, there suddenly was some quarrel.

"Mr. Li, the model performance is scheduled for New Year's Day. It's too late. Newspapers and TV stations will report it at the same time. Public opinion will spread very quickly, and we won't be able to react to the rapid changes in the market.

In this position, my words still carry some weight. The model team can come to Fuhai at any time. After all the hardware conditions are deployed, it will not be too late to perform again. There is no need to rush. "

Feng Xilai was so anxious that he stood up from the sofa.

In the afternoon at Magic City Clothing, Li Minyang asked Lu Deguang to confirm that the model team's performance was scheduled for New Year's Day. At that time, Feng Xilai winked and reminded him, but it was all in vain and he didn't even pay attention to him.

The way Feng Xilai cooperates with Li Minyang is to extract profit points according to the total turnover. In other words, Lao Feng is the regional head of Chengde Foreign Trade.

There are only eight or nine days until New Year's Day, and the sales stores in Magic City have not yet been laid out. According to the plan, the newspaper in Magic City will go to Fuhai to conduct an exclusive interview, and then report it as soon as possible.

In such a tight time frame, the hardware conditions could not keep up, and there was not even a store. There was no preparation, and the opportunity for exposure was wasted, which directly affected Feng Xilai's profit commission.

So Lao Feng is anxious.

He involved Hou Bensheng. What if the impact is too bad and the store is closed?Anything is possible, so you must put more money in your pocket within the limited time.

"Lao Feng, in Fuhai, the New Year's Day atmosphere is very exciting. There is no need to publicize it. People will go to the mall. I will not miss this flow of people. I will also promote various gimmicks to increase the popularity.

Therefore, we should build stores around this festival instead of waiting for the stores to be ready before launching publicity. Whether it can generate greater public opinion is the key to building brand awareness.

I don’t think choosing a time like New Year’s Day would be more topical and visually stimulating. "

Li Minyang spoke in a low voice, staring straight at Feng Xilai, as if he was dissatisfied with his attitude in speaking just now, and his next words were full of threats:

"Uncle Feng, how much underwear you can sell in this city is up to you. If the sales volume is too low, I will consider changing to the general agent. I can only guarantee you that the supply will not delay your shipment."

How can a person like Li Minyang let a regional agent put pressure on him? He must give you a task target. If it doesn't work, he will replace you. He wants you to cooperate with Chengde Foreign Trade to complete sales.

Instead of maximizing your profits.

Even if the public opinion about sexy underwear comes out, there is not enough time to respond to the market reaction, and it does not matter if the current profits are lost. What Li Minyang values ​​​​is the "publicity" of the brand.

To make "Pillow Secret" a hit, the rest is trivial.

Feng Xilai was stunned, and suddenly realized that this Mr. Li was not just a lavish spender, but also had some connections in Fuhai. In fact, he was very sophisticated in his work and layout, and was not like a young man at all.

Li Minyang had never shown such a side in front of Feng Xilai before. He had always been very polite.

"Okay... okay, everything is up to you."

Feng Xilai slowly sat on the sofa, knowing that he was the inferior. After a slight hesitation, he hurriedly asked:

"What about the expenses for opening a store? Store leasing, including staff recruitment, requires a lot of money. Especially for this kind of urgent rent, the store owner's asking price will be higher."

"Uncle Feng, I told you that I won't let you take any risks in the early stage. I will carry the money. There is still a hundred thousand in this bag. You can take it now and quickly go to the store and recruit people."

Li Minyang picked up a backpack and threw it directly on the coffee table, causing Feng Xilai to fall backward.

And Feng Baobao shuddered even more.

As for Mr. Peng, he took a deep breath of cigarette without any emotional change. When he was in Daye, he ran away with rubles late at night. The amount was much larger than this. It was just a small scene at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Li Minyang continued:

“None of us can predict where the Pillow Secret brand will go, and once this brand becomes valuable, other places will have to pay a lot of money if they want to become the general distributor.

Only Uncle Feng, you, can do it easily. "

Suddenly, the room became quiet, and no man spoke anymore. The lights could not illuminate their faces clearly, and the men were silent for a long time.

"Hehehehe..."

Still with Old Feng's flattering smile, he broke the silence, "I will definitely not delay Mr. Li's plan. At least in this city, no one in the clothing industry is better than me, regardless of how much I have in the business. years."

After that, several people chatted until after two o'clock in the night, before Feng and his son prepared to leave, and Feng Xilai brought an extra bag with him.

Because of Master Peng's snoring, Li Minyang opened two rooms. As soon as these people left the room, Master Peng left Lao Feng and found an excuse to pull the baby to the corner.

"Baby, send your father back first, and then let's go to the second half? Experience the cheongsam of the Magic City."

The big face smiled particularly obscenely.

"Master Peng, this... this... maybe next time."

Feng Baobao actually hesitated and then refused.

"Huh? OK, next time."

Xue Pengpeng nodded slowly, and roughly thought of the reason, but before getting busy, are you sure you want to combine work and rest?

"Master Peng, the sales volume requested by Mr. Li is very high. I have to hurry up and open the store. Time is too tight. I have to work hard recently. When I finish this work, my brother will entertain you well."

Feng Baobao apologized profusely and raised his hand to pat Xue Pengpeng on the shoulder.

At this moment, Mr. Peng felt that something had changed in Feng Baobao. He originally thought that this guy would only take advantage of others and would not be able to take on anything.

"This is a small matter for us. The main thing is to pave the market and don't delay making money. I'm in the magic city during this period. If there is anything I need help from my brothers, just let me know. We are comrades on the same line."

Xue Pengpeng said politely, and then sent Feng and his son away.

......

In the dark alley, footsteps were rushing, and the two people walking together were talking faintly.

"You go to the department store early tomorrow morning. There must be stores there. Then go to a crowded market. There must be stores in popular places. You should also go to Puxi. There must be as many stores as possible. Expand.”

Feng Xilai anxiously told his son something.

"Dad, I know, I will list all the important points later." Feng Baobao's expression was particularly solemn. He had never been more serious than at this moment.

"The most important thing is to find a store that has been decorated. We don't have time to do this. We can just open the store by changing the sign on the door."

Feng Xilai continued to explain:

"There is also a warehouse. You have to quickly find a place to store the goods. In addition, the manpower to transport the goods to each store must be found in advance. Those who used to eat and get cards in the warehouse with you have to be called over to help.

The main problem is bookkeeping. We need to find a few professional people to come over. If we want to sell in each store, we need to find relatives first, otherwise there will not be enough manpower..."

The dark night stretched the figures of Feng and his son very long, and their words were diluted in the cold wind and became silent.