In the Foshan Blue Sky Audio-visual Store, two young couples are listening to the album "Seeing Each Other Night" in front of the audio-visual machine in a corner of the store, which was recommended by Peng Xuejuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why she recommends this album is because the hottest music album sold in Guangdong Province is the album of the local singer Ming Chuhan, that is, the album of the king of Changhong Records, Mingjie's album, and now the sales in Guangdong Province are not as good as the album of the early Han of the Ming Dynasty, but other stores in Foshan have been out of stock, and only the store is in stock.

Last time, Chen Ting bought 1,000 copies, and the sales were good, and then he took the initiative to buy 2,000 copies, so it can be said that now he has the goods in his hand and is not panicking.

And then this album is really good, even Peng Xuejuan is immersed in it, and now the first thing she does when she opens the door every day is to listen to this album and clean the store.

Recommend this album Peng Xuejuan has a bottom, the real conscience recommends, but it is not for the sake of sales commission to fool customers, basically customers accept it as soon as they try it, and over time, Peng Xuejuan recommends that there is no pressure to listen to it.

Two couples came to the counter after listening to the album,

"Well, give us an album, thanks."

Girls who are not particularly beautiful smile very purely, looking youthful and beautiful.

"Well, but I love this album too."

Boys look at girls.

"But we bought an album." The girl blinked cutely.

"The problem is that we live in two places, which is very inconvenient."

The boy still wants to fight for it.

"In this way, if you still have this desire next week, then we will buy another one, after all, passionate consumption is not enough."

Not to mention that the girl is very material, she actually talked about passionate consumption.

"Okay," the boy nodded, knowing that a man in love can't resist a girl, and he must know to back down, otherwise he will suffer.

At this time, three male and female students approached from the outside, and they came to the counter and asked for eight albums without saying a word, saying that they were for their classmates.

The girl watched them leave with a few plates, suddenly felt something, and asked Peng Xuejuan,

"Isn't this album a bestseller?"

"Of course, this is the album that ranked second in album sales on the music billboard last week, and the singer Ming Chuhan is a native of Foshan, so the sales are very fast, and now the other houses are out of stock, only we still have a small amount of stock in the store."

Peng Xuejuan said proudly, well, she also praised Chen Ting's decisiveness.

"Okay, let's buy another one." The little girl made a quick decision, she was also afraid that there would be nothing in a week.

Chen Ting looked at this scene with a slight pride, well, he has been out dozens of albums every day in the past few days, and if he hadn't made the decision at the beginning, the loss would have been money now.

The phone on his small desk rang, and Chen Ting walked over to answer the phone.

"Brother Meng, what's the matter," Chen Ting heard it was Lao Meng's voice.

"Chen Ting, how many albums are there for you to see each other late," Lao Meng said very hurriedly.

"I've sold a few hundred here, and more than two thousand, that's enough."

Chen Ting slandered in his heart, he bought more than half of his inventory from Lao Meng, although the sales volume is high, but how much potential there is in the future, he can't tell, if Lao Meng lets him buy again, it will be nothing.

"Great, Brother Chen, you send me two thousand as soon as possible, the rivers and lakes are in a hurry, as soon as possible, brother,"

The surprise in Lao Meng's words was simply a relieved rush.

"No, Brother Meng, I go out here dozens of times a day, these are actually not enough to sell for long." Of course, Chen Ting was reluctant, a plate can now earn eight yuan, thirty or forty pieces a day, that is a profit of three hundred yuan, not a small amount of money in a month,

"Brother Meng, you can call the manufacturer to deliver the goods, I am actually just right here,"

"Oh, you don't know, that Tianya Records doesn't know what's going on inside, it's out of stock, so I sent three hundred copies, what is this enough for, the dealers below are about to drive me to death, and now there are two people waiting in my office Well, I came out to make a call with my mobile phone, alas, now there is no way, I beg you, I call you Brother Chen, okay."

Lao Meng was angry, the phone calls that came to him to ask for delivery in the past few days were really harassing calls, and the phone calls were quite easy to shirk, and some simply came to pick up the goods, if you don't give it to me, I won't leave.

What, you don't have the goods, what about the liar, a few days ago you were selling all over the world, saying that you have a lot of them in your hands, and they will be gone in a few days, which is simply treating them as mentally retarded.

So Lao Meng cupped the furniture, and was occupied by people every day, and some of them couldn't talk to retailers all over the world, after all, there were some discounts in it that couldn't be heard by others, so Lao Meng really wanted to go crazy.

"Chen Ting, listen to my throat, it's all inflamed, what stupid things do you say this damn Tianya does, let us distributors take responsibility, what kind of stuff do you say they are, it's just going to kill your own rhythm."

"This, alas, Brother Meng, you are really embarrassed for me."

Chen Ting's flesh hurts, this is the best-selling album in his store now, and the most beating guy is a child.

"Chen Ting, you send it to me first, I just collect it according to your market selling price, I don't mean to make money, I can send them away is Amitabha, and the manufacturer guarantees that it will arrive in three days, and I will return it to you when the time comes, how about it, you just let me turn around for a few days,"

Lao Meng is so bitter.

Chen Ting saw that Lao Meng was embarrassed to this point, so he had to agree, after all, he had to point to Lao Meng to deliver the goods to him in the future, that was the big wholesaler in Guangdong Province, he really couldn't afford to offend.

Putting down the phone, Chen Ting didn't like it in his heart, alas, he said that he was borrowing, whether Liu Bei borrowed Jingzhou or not, who could tell clearly, he still asked Lao Meng, so Lao Meng's promise was the same.

"Juanzi, help me pack 2,000 albums of seeing each other and hating each other in a while, and send them to Lao Meng in Guangzhou."

Chen Ting's voice was not full of energy.

"No, brother, you're okay with this," Peng Xuejuan pointed to her head in surprise,

"Now it's out of stock everywhere, and you're sending him these albums."

"Your brother and I look like I'm mentally retarded." Chen Ting was stunned.

"Not like usually, but now it's like it." Peng Xuejuan's eyelids drooped, and she didn't have a good airway.

"I'll go, what do you know, Lao Meng has been out of stock for a few days, don't you think I have goods here, you have to let me send it to him, you say I can't send it."

Chen Ting is speechless, they are all cousins, and the two families are close, this Juanzi is not afraid of him at all now.

"Tsk, if I don't send it, why," Peng Xuejuan pouted, but then her face collapsed,

"However, if you offend Lao Meng, you, the boss, have to drink the wind, so let's make it."

Chen Ting was speechless and pointed at Peng Xuejuan with his hand,

"Well, don't be poor, let's work."

A Foton car passed by the door, and Chen Fangrong, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the fleeting scenery on the street outside the window, to show that the family has no worries about food and clothing, and it is also a little famous in Foshan, but Chen Fangrong is not happy.

The sharp confrontation between the daughter and the old man and the son torn the family apart and tore her heart.

She is always worried about her daughter in Beijing, her children are her heart, and her son is by her side, so she doesn't have to worry about it, but in the early Ming Dynasty, a girl's family is alone in the huge city in the north, and it is a question when she will return, and she has not returned home since she went to college.

She sighed, no, didn't she go to Jingshi again a year ago to see her stubborn daughter.

"Master Liu stops." Chen Fangrong shouted.

The driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

Chen Fangrong looked back suspiciously, and a red banner hung outside a storefront on the side of the road on the right back, "Congratulations to Foshan's famous local singer Ming Chuhan album for ranking second on the music billboard".

This singer is called Ming Chuhan, and he is also native to Foshan, Chen Fangrong can basically be sure that this is her daughter, otherwise there is no such coincidence in the world, and the surname Ming is rare.

But is this possible.

Her daughter is already a famous singer, which is not very realistic, but she has just returned from Beijing for a few days, and her daughter was still unknown at that time.

After thinking about it, Chen Fangrong still got out of the car and walked to this audio-visual store.