Chapter 171: Hunger Marketing
Zhao Pengcheng's movements were very fast, and he had just left for less than two hours before he sent someone to send the beads over. And he specially asked people to bring their own apologies. Apologize for your words in the morning. At the same time, Ning Feng and Dao Dao were invited to his home as guests at night.
There was no need to be a guest or anything, Ning Feng refused the invitation of that person, and asked him to go back and tell Zhao Pengcheng that he must take the prescription he prescribed on time. After the person left, Ning Feng took the bead and watched it.
The bead is huge, almost the size of an adult palm. This is already rare in the Night Pearl. According to current market estimates, the value should be around two million. The knife on the side looked at Ning Feng playing with this night pearl, and said with a frown: "You stay away from this pearl." Didn't you say that Zhao Pengcheng's soldiers were caused by this bead? Be careful that it is infecting you. ”
"Don't worry!
Ning Feng shook his hand, and then said to the knife: "The reason why Zhao Pengcheng got that kind of disease is because at that time, this bead had just been stolen from the ancient tomb. It was also stained with some qi from the ancient tombs. As you know, ancient tombs are usually buried underground for many years. There was no air in it. In addition, the night pearl like this will usually accompany the corpse. That's why I was contaminated with some qi diseases. And when Zhao Pengcheng first received this night pearl, he was naturally very happy. So I often put it in my hand to play, and after a long time, the qi disease naturally spread to Zhao Pengcheng's body. But now there is no big problem. After all, this bead has been unearthed for a long time, and the qi disease has long disappeared into the air. Not much remains of it. It does not pose a danger to people. ”
Hearing Ning Feng say this, he took the bead from Ning Feng's hand, and then carefully played with it for a while and said: "According to the size of this bead, it is estimated that the market price should be around two million, or let's sell it?"
"No way!"
Ning Feng shook his head: "The reason why I asked Zhao Pengcheng to send this bead over is actually very simple. Although there is still a little bit of qi disease on this bead, if I use medicine to help it, then it will become something beneficial to the body. And this bead can't be left outside, no matter what. Otherwise, our brothers' reputations will be ruined. If you are said to be a person who covets other people's treasures, then the gain outweighs the loss. After all, in the future, our brothers are destined to stand on the top. So reputation is important. Besides, it's only two million, and our brothers are still young, so we have time to earn it. Do you think you can't make money by guarding this research institute?"
"Okay!"
Dao nodded, and then threw the bead to Ning Feng: "Just do as you say." I don't know much about that anyway. But I just got a message from the finance side. said that Zhao Pengcheng had already called the consultation fee. Same price as this bead. Also two million. If this price gets out, I'm afraid very few people will come to see us again!"
"How?"
Ning Feng looked at the knife: "I'm too little." You must know that two million is nothing compared to his life. So, isn't the rest of the Chinese medicine doctors coming anyway? You go out and release the news. Let's just say that the reason why we opened this Institute of Chinese Medicine Metaphysics. The purpose is to save people. If someone from a particularly poor family comes to see a doctor here, then there is no charge for all the consultations. If I had to do it myself, the consultation fee would be at least 1 million. And I only see six people a week! Of course, if it's a fortune teller, then the price is different. But every time, it also costs 500,000 yuan. ”
When he heard Ning Feng say this, he almost wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
"Don't take a penny for treating people who are particularly poor. I agree. This is nothing! But the consultation fee you personally pay is one million at a time, which is a bit too much! If this is the case, will anyone still come to us? One million, how can there be so many wronged leaders like Zhao Pengcheng!"
Dao Dao looked at Ning Feng in surprise and said. As he spoke, he wanted to step forward and touch Ning Feng's head, whether he had a fever.
Ning Feng knocked away the hand that the knife stretched out, and then looked at the knife helplessly and said, "I don't have a fever, and this is not nonsense." Don't worry, I can guarantee that after you let out this rumor, there will definitely be an endless stream of people who come to us at that time. Do you think those so-called elites, they are still short of 1.8 million? You know, they can value their lives much more than this 1.8 million yuan. What's more, didn't I say that I only see six people a week. It's called hunger marketing. Don't worry, I know a lot more about business than you do. Do as I say! I guess there will be more fortune tellers than doctors. ”
"Why? Aren't we here focusing on curing diseases and saving people? Why are there more fortune tellers?"
The knife looked at Ning Feng, and then asked stupidly. He felt that all of this was very new today, at least, he had never heard of such a theory. I feel like my brain is running out now!
"Those rich people, in addition to some serious illnesses, are some minor illnesses and disasters. For example, if you have a cold. No matter how much money you have, you don't want to spend a million to treat a cold! But fortune telling is different. This aspect of metaphysics is very fascinating. Especially fortune telling. Especially those who are rich, are more interested in these. You want to know something about what the future holds, or want to know something. Then they ... ”
Just when Ning Feng was about to explain to the knife, he suddenly saw the confusion in the knife's eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head, and then said to the knife: "Forget it, with your high IQ, you don't understand it, you still follow what I said, go and publicize it." ”
"Cut!"
Hearing that Ning Feng began to perfunctory himself, he gestured a middle finger at Ning Feng, then turned around and walked outside. After going out for a while, he opened the door again, stretched out his head to Ning Feng and asked, "I haven't figured out this fortune telling thing, whether it is a feudal superstition or not!"
Hearing Dao Dao ask, the answer to him was naturally a middle finger.
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