This is also the reason why he worked as a salesman in an advertising company after he failed to make the list in his previous life. In addition to going to factories and shops, there is probably only one way to become a salesman. Some pretty girls can also get a job as a front desk or clerk, but that's relatively rare.

In such a comparison, Zhang Yunfei seems very out-of-the-box.

Wang Shi nodded secretly, young people are not arrogant or impatient, it is rare. Compared with his young age of starting a business, this calm and self-aware mind is even more rare.

Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Zhang Yunfei looked away and looked at others. Some things are best done in moderation.

"Internet companies? is it the kind of leather bag company that gets a few computers, has nothing, and talks about itself very badly?" said Jin Wire Glasses with disappointment. Such a company is no different from a liar, right? How can it be on TV? What's worse is that it still records programs with him, alas, it will become a stain on him.

He was considering whether to ask the program team to cancel Zhang Yunfei's qualification to record the program.

On the right side of the gold-rimmed glasses is a young man in his thirties, who looks good, but a few pimples on his forehead spoil the beauty. He was full of sense of justice and hugged Zhang Yunfei: "How can it be said that it is a leather bag company? Newspapers say that the Internet is a sunrise industry that can change people's lives. This industry is really awesome, it's not that they say they're awesome."

The last sentence was a little awkward, he thought about it, strengthened his tone, and said, "It's really good!"

The golden glasses were dumbfounded: "I didn't say you, why are you so excited?"

"I'll be honest. The pimple man said.

Zhang Yunfei smiled at him, thanked him for speaking for himself, and then smiled: "The Internet will change people's lives, such as shopping habits, such as dining habits, of course, these have not yet been realized, but with the popularization of computers and the Internet, these can be done."

My company is a B2B platform that connects Chinese sellers with foreign buyers, creating opportunities to understand the performance price of products. So far, the feedback from customers has been good, and almost all of them have signed in through my platform and completed transactions through letters of credit. ”

What Zhang Yunfei did not say was that Niu Lei was in charge of overseas publicity, and at the beginning of the establishment of Balariri, Niu Lei used his advantage of being proficient in English to put some advertisements promoting Balariri in the mainstream media of developed countries such as country M and country Y.

For the self-proclaimed foreign businessmen, the upper class and the middle class had their own mainstream reading materials, and Niu Lei was the master of advertising in magazines with a readership of the upper class. The magazines cost a lot of money, and Barariri could only advertise a small area, which is why the first piece of information required 500,000 yuan.

Fortunately, everything went well, and the customers were receiving benefits that far exceeded the annual fee, otherwise Balariri would not have been able to go where he is now, and would have gone out of business long ago. Now that everything is on track, Balariri's name has spread among the upper class of developed countries.

Recalling the entrepreneurship more than a year ago, Zhang Yunfei secretly sighed that he was lucky, he had just been reborn at that time, and he thought that he could live a life again, omnipotent, but now that he thinks about it, he can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Wang Shi glanced at him again.

The man with gold wire glasses stared dryly, he didn't know what to say for a while, he just complained a few words, but he didn't expect the little kid to be quite confident.

Zhang Yunfei excused himself to go to the bathroom, left the sofa to ask a staff member, found the toilet, entered the squatting position, closed the door, summoned Xiao Meow, and said, "Tell me about Wang Shi's situation." ”

Xiao Meow said: "The reason why Wang Shi participated in the recording program is because he wants to enter the real estate industry in City B. It's a bit hard, you can't help him. ”

Nonsense, if I could help him, I would have bought land and built a house by myself a long time ago? Others don't know, I don't know if in a few years, the housing prices in Huaxia will skyrocket, and the housing prices in City B will one day be as high as 100,000 yuan per square meter? Zhang Yunfei rolled his eyes, feeling that he would earn the number of people who completed the task, and he didn't get any other news.

"Little meow, you're a little weak. He complained.

After Zhang Yunfei came out, he met Zhuo Huafeng and told him that someone told them to go to Studio No. 5.

"Where's Studio No. 5?" asked Zhang Yunfei, walking towards the door.

Zhuo Huafeng said: "The eldest sister said that it was on the third floor of the building behind. ”

After parking, he was attracted by Guan Hongfei to wait here, the room was blocked by two long dressing tables by the window, someone was putting on makeup in front of the dressing table, Zhang Yunfei was inconvenient to go over, and naturally he didn't know that there was a building behind.

He didn't know, and Zhuo Huafeng didn't know either. After entering the gate of the TV station, Zhuo Huafeng didn't dare to walk around, and Zhang Yunfei followed him wherever he went, so he almost went to the toilet.

Fortunately, the female staff was very detailed under his inquiry. He relayed: "The eldest sister said, go downstairs and turn left, there is a door at the end, cross that door, see a building, go right, see the stairs and go up, Studio 5 is on the third floor." ”

The two quickly went downstairs and walked left according to what the female staff said, and sure enough, there was an iron gate of about two meters on the far left of the building. The iron door was hidden, and an uncle sat there, glanced at the two of them, and said, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Yunfei wanted to laugh, when was it similar to the gold wire glasses?

Zhuo Huafeng said: "Uncle, we are participating in the rehearsal, and the director will let us go to Studio No. 5." He didn't say that it was just Zhang Yunfei who participated, but said "we", a rare opportunity to open his eyes, how could he miss it?

The uncle glanced at him, pointed to the door, and did not speak.

Zhuo Huafeng hurriedly turned sideways to let Zhang Yunfei go first, and he followed.

A four-storey new building came into view more than ten meters away from the door, this building was very new, the outer wall was pasted with dark red tiles, Zhuo Huafeng's eyes were a little foreign, and Zhang Yunfei's eyes were only outdated. Zhang Yunfei was used to seeing the glass curtain wall of high-rise buildings in his previous life, how could he think that this building was foreign?

Walking seven or eight meters to the right, the two saw the stairs, about two meters wide, and the floor of the steps was tiled. The two went straight to the third floor, only to see an iron door on the left and right of the stairs, an iron door with a sign "Studio No. 4", and an iron door with a sign: "Studio No. 5".

The two came to the door of Studio 5, and when they pushed it, the door was locked.

Zhuo Huafeng didn't know what to do, Zhang Yunfei said, "Knock on the door." ”

I had to knock on the door. Zhuo Huafeng patted the iron gate for a while, and finally someone came out, and the female staff who had brought Wang Shi and Jinxi glasses and others came out, glanced at the two of them through the iron gate fence, opened the iron gate and said, "Hurry up." ”

When the two of them entered, they saw a large room, with a stage on the left, about the size of the podium where the principal of the middle school had a meeting to speak, and rows of red chairs on the right. The gold wire glasses and others were on the stage, and the fat guide was talking to the gold wire glasses, waving his arms from time to time.

Zhang Yunfei came to the stage, and Zhuo Huafeng obeyed the arrangement of the female staff and sat on the chair in the last row.

Zhang Yunfei approached, and listened to the guide and said loudly: "I want to systematically introduce your profit model, profit model, understand?"

Zhang Yunfei is very strange, you don't know how to make money, can you start a company, can you make money? Looking at the gold-rimmed glasses again, he nodded violently with a confused face.

"Oh, you're here. The guide glanced at Zhang Yunfei and said, "Do you know how to introduce Balariri?" ”

Isn't this very simple? Zhang Yunfei repeated what he had just said on the sofa. "That's not enough, you have to have detailed data. Do you have the data?"

What is the data? Of course, the signing rate of the customer. It's not the signing rate of Balariri, it's how many foreign businessmen start doing business after Balariri's customers put their products and pictures on Balariri's platform.

This is on the information faxed by Zhang Yunfei to Guan Hongfei, which is not Zhang Yunfei filling in a number of prevarication, but a form made of data obtained from customers during customer service return visits every month. With this form, it is easy for Zhang Yunfei to report a signing rate. Of course, it doesn't matter if the probability is given to them, the exact and accurate data will not be given to them.

The director either hadn't read Barariri's information, or had forgotten it, so he asked like this.

Zhang Yunfei said it again, made up the data, and nodded with satisfaction: "What about the profit model?"

Helping entrepreneurs raise funds is one of the purposes of this program, and only companies with a clear profit model can attract investors, and the director knows this very well.

Zhang Yunfei said: "Foreign trade enterprises all over the country are our potential customers, they go to the platform of Balari to put product information and pictures, we will charge a certain fee, this is our profit model." ”

"How much does it cost?"

"Now it's 3,800 yuan a year. Prices may increase in the future. ”

The director didn't say anything more, pointed to the small single cloth sofa in the center of the stage, and said, "Go and sit over there." ”

The two cloth sofas on the left side by side in the center of the stage, the four cloth sofas on the right are placed together, the two cloth sofas on the top near the left sit the acne man and another entrepreneur respectively, and Zhang Yunfei sits on the third sofa.

The pimple man smiled at him and said hello.

Zhang Yunfei nodded in response, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Shi walking over from the Guancong seat under the stage with his mobile phone in hand.

Zhang Yunfei glanced at the audience in confusion and found that the seats in the front row and the middle row were all full, and only the last row still had four or five empty seats. It is obviously impossible to sit in the audience as Wang Shi, let alone sit in the last row, so where did he go just now?

Just when Zhang Yunfei was puzzled, Wang Shi walked non-stop, walked through the audience, went directly to the stage, and sat on the sofa on the left.

When Zhang Yunfei retracted his gaze, he inadvertently swept the mobile phone in Wang Shi's hand, and suddenly he dared to feel that the big guy was going to call outside.

The door to the studio, behind the auditorium.

Wang Shi put away his mobile phone and sat silently, looking like he didn't squint, and there was a small meow to remind him, Zhang Yunfei always felt that his mind was not in the studio, or maybe he flew to the land he fancied earlier.