Chapter 57: Aftermath (4)

Jin Yunzhu followed Qu Ning, and in a completely confused mood, she went to the fat powder shops in Shangjing.

They first went to a few fat powder shops that specialized in selling foreign goods in Kim Yunjoo's memory, and unexpectedly, the lipsticks in these shops, which used to be very business-oriented, have now been put in the most inconspicuous corners.

She took Kim Yoon-joo and her family away, but it seemed that she was not very satisfied all the time.

Kim Yun-joo's incomprehension in her heart is also getting higher and higher: Is she still not satisfied when she sees that a report has such serious consequences of being taken off the shelves? How big the boss's heart must be!

Finally entered a store that is not too big "Wu Ji", this store is not the biggest they have ever walked, but they have been looking here for a long time, not only did they not find lipstick, but more importantly, they looked around, looked around, even the smallest corner did not find a single imported product, on the contrary, the goods sold in this store are printed with their own Wu Ji trademark.

Kim Yunzhu is not familiar with women's things, but she has a slight impression of these merchants: "This Wu Ji is a time-honored brand. But in the past ten years, the business has been getting worse day by day, and now it is just barely supported by the good location. โ€

Qu Ning nodded, walked into the slightly dark storefront, reached out and picked up the things on the shelf to take a closer look, and even opened the rouge box and sniffed it, half a sound slightly hooked the corners of her lips: this is what she is looking for.

She straightened up and walked to the counter, as if casually, she asked the little guy who was waiting for them with a smile, "Why don't you see lipstick?" โ€

The guy's answer was crisp: "Lipstick? We don't sell this. โ€

Qu Ning frowned, as if she was puzzled: "Weishenme? She paused, "I just love that bright color." โ€

"We don't sell foreign goods in our store." The man's words are particularly clear, but his voice is clear but with a firm taste, "We Wu Ji only sell our own production of rouge gouache, and foreign goods do not enter our store, which is a truth that old customers know." โ€

"I don't even have lipstick, what kind of fat powder shop do you have?" Qu Ning muttered in a low voice, glancing at the handsome young man, "No wonder there are so many people!" โ€

The young man was not annoyed, and scratched the back of his head: "Madam, don't say that, although this lipstick is good, it has been tested and is poisonous." Although the rouge color of our shop is slightly duller, it is better than natural. Lipstick is a nuisance, Mrs. will not even care about the heirs for the sake of beauty, right? โ€

Qu Ning still muttered to herself in disbelief, the young man glanced at her with a smile, took out a newspaper from under the counter and handed it over-Kim Yunzhu's eyes twitched in the corner of his eyes looking behind: What do you mean to get a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door? That's it! That stack is full, isn't it a bosom friend!

Qu Ning took it and smiled after taking a look, she leaned against the counter: "Okay, okay, where is your shopkeeper?" Is it there? I have a big business to talk to. โ€

The young man looked at her abrupt change of expression and froze. When he reacted, he became slightly serious, and put away the smile on his face: "I am the shopkeeper." My surname is Wu, and my single name is a cool character. I don't know what to call Madame? What's the matter? โ€

Jin Yunzhu remembered something at this time, leaned into Qu Ning's ear and whispered: "The shopkeeper and wife of the Wu family died early, and their only son inherited the family business, it is said that they are indeed not very old, and they are about twenty years old at most this year. โ€

"......" Qu Ning silently glanced at the young man in front of him, nodded, corrected his original lazy attitude, and lightly tapped the newspaper on the table with his fingers, "Anything else is a false name." Since you use the newspaper I personally supervise to promote your business, you shouldn't have heard of me as the boss, and as for the title, if you want, you can call me Mrs. Tang. โ€

Wu Liang's face changed: "I really didn't see it, it was the young lady in person!" It's Wu who is disrespectful! โ€

He bowed his head solemnly, showing extreme respect, and this bow also seemed to be close to one hundred and eighty degrees, very sincere.

Qu Ning let him lower his head, his fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair, and muttered, "Is it necessary for Wu Shao to be so polite?" โ€

Wu Liang raised his head after bowing, his eyes were burning like flames, and he lost the taste of lazy laughter and groaning: "Thanks to the report of the young lady these days, the business in our store can improve at this visible speed." This is not polite, my bow, the young lady deserves it. โ€

Qu Ning didn't respond to his words, but looked at his face quietly, and the cheeks of this young man had not yet been dyed with worldly smoothness.

It is said that every righteous slaughter of dogs, the negative heart is mostly scholars, this world is so unfair, a small businessman like Wu Liang, obviously seeing that his family's family business is almost at the end of the road, still insists on not selling imported goods, but more people who hold power wantonly sell the interests and dignity of the entire country and nation for such and such interests.

A trace of unspeakable sadness flashed in her eyes, and her voice was a little low: "Wu Shao, I want to ask you, your store, weishenme does not sell foreign goods from beginning to end?" โ€

Wu Liang was stunned: "I ......" met her encouraging eyes, Wu Liang's fear of her other identity gradually dimmed, "Because selling one more foreign goods is actually one less to feed one of our Chinese workers." I remember that a hundred years ago, there were more than 20 workshops in various places, which could support four or five hundred workers. But now, it has been reduced to the point that there is only one shop left in the capital, a workshop on the outskirts of the capital, and I have personally paid those workers severance pay, and I know the pain. Young lady, I ......" his voice was faintly choked.

After a pause, Wu Liang looked at Qu Ning's eyes, and there was a little more expectation: "Young lady, I know that you are a nobleman." If the young lady can help me and help Wu Ji, I am willing to pay for it in the future, except for the wages of the workers and the expenses of business operation. โ€

Qu Ning smiled dumbly and shook his head: "Who do you think of me?" The sadness in her eyes that had been dyed by his previous words gradually faded, she pulled Kim Yunzhu and smiled at Wu Liang, "You shouldn't tell me this, na, this is the editor-in-chief of our newspaper, if you want to talk about newspaper advertising, you should also tell her!" I'm just a hands-off shopkeeper. โ€

Jin Yunzhu was dumbfounded, and when she looked at Wu Liang's sweeping eyes, she actually blushed slightly, and coughed a low and a little shyly: "Wu Shao is in charge." โ€

***

Kim Yoon-joo was very hard to be driven away from the shelves - but when the conversation really began, she also settled down and took out the editor-in-chief's jiashi.

But unfortunately, this is exactly ...... It was wasted.

Because the young master of Wu who should be fighting for every inch of land is completely the attitude of "you don't need to bargain, you can take everything, what you want is not enough for you, and I feel that I don't give enough if I add a few points", the cooperation simply made Kim Yunzhu feel a little guilty in her heart.

Didn't you bully an honest person?

If you give a point, I naturally can't get too much in, and in this extraordinarily harmonious atmosphere, the first advertising contract of the bosom friend newspaper was negotiated so smoothly.

And the cost of advertising is a price that later generations can not understand at all: 10% of Wu Kee's shares.

In other words, the bosom friend used advertising space to buy shares and participated in Wu Ji's dividends. This situation may be completely unimaginable in the future generations. But of course, when the time is up for future generations to verify this matter and debate whether it is cost-effective, Wu Kee's 10% stake has swelled to the extent that the value is too high to measure, and the advertising space of the bosom friend is even more difficult to find. This also leads to the difficulty of researching too high, so that it is not clear to calculate who earns and who loses.

However, at that time, Kim Yunzhu only knew that after the contract was negotiated, Qu Ning was particularly careful with her instructions: "In the next beauty part, we don't need to directly advertise for them." What you have to do is very simple, it is to follow the follow-up of 'lipstick poisonous'. Find out those who have been poisoned with lipstick, let them show up, and then report the follow-up of the lawsuit, I estimate that the P&V in the United States, in order to protect themselves, will pull the entire industrial chain into the water. At that time, the entire lipstick market will be over. She is going to give Duke an idea, and then P&V will definitely pull a group of peers into the water in order to keep her stock price, and then all lipsticks will burst out of heavy metal poisoning, and some other cosmetics are estimated to be unavoidable, all of this, she has already calculated, Kim Yunzhu listened, but not as far as she thought, "This part only needs to be honest, not exaggerated at all, and then you go and ask an old customer who uses Wu Kee products all year round, take photos to compare their skin and health status." Readers have eyes, and such advertisements are more haode than direct narratives. โ€

Qu Ning paused, his eyes were unfathomable: "I have smelled Wu Ji's products, they are very distinctive." His rouge, although the color is slightly dull, but it is all handmade, but unfortunately some customers do not know the goods, only follow the trend of imported products. However, the most admired and favorite of those foreigners is handmade things, and they know how to do it, but they don't have that sales channel. You have to be intentional about bringing this up in the English version. All natural, no additives...... Oh no, I mean, without the involvement of chemical products, whether or not Wu Ji's stuff can go out of our country after that depends on how successful your report can be. Now lipstick is toxic, this market is a complete blank, in the past they did not use our Huaxia products, because they disliked the color too earthy, but now, for the sake of children and health, they have no choice for the time being. As for the color...... The slightly dull color also has its wonderful use, and I will write this part of the makeup myself. โ€

Kim Yoon-joo was dumbfounded.

It's strange that Wu Shao is dead, even if he sticks it upside down, he has to put it on the young lady. The young lady's ideas, the way of sales, if she wants to open a store by herself, she will definitely be able to make a lot of money!

She thought in her heart, so she asked herself: "Young lady, why do you want to be so cheap that Wu Shao?" โ€

Qu Ning glanced at her: "Because in this era in this world, there are too few truly patriotic businessmen, and more people are bent down in front of Wudoumi." The rest of those who have integrity and waist poles, we can do our best, and one of them can be supported, not to mention that he is not Liu Adou who can't be supported. That Wu Shao, who saw through my identity and was willing to give up some inconsequential subsections, he knew current affairs, knew how to behave, but he had principles and bottom lines, why didn't I help him? What's more, my grandson is Tang Shaoshuai, for me, if I really focus on how to accumulate money, it will be too narrow and short-sighted. She glanced at Kim Yoon-joo, "Editor-in-chief Kim, do things for me, you have to keep one thing in mind, who is our real enemy." โ€

Her words were very light and light, but this sentence made Kim Yoon-joo toss and turn into insomnia that night.

The author has something to say: sweet play? Forehead...... These chapters are there...... When I was in the career line, I only asked Xiao Tang to make a soy sauce _(:ะท"โˆ )_ Everyone be restless

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