Mr. Yao also nodded to confirm: "Seagull Photo Studio does not have film now. Zhu Xiaohua also asked someone to come to me and look for Chizhong's Times Audio Store, but he didn't get a box of film. His Marlboro market channel was also blocked by us. Now you can only fight the trapped beasts. ”

Dian Sanlu told everyone about the situation of taking pictures of Changhong's home today.

Dian Sanlu said: "I can't figure it out, today in Changhong Homeland, they took a day, not to mention 600 photos." We were not good at it, and we only took 40 shots. It's so unfair. ”

Xiao Gao also had a period of time with Zhu Xiaohua and learned a lot of useful ideas from Zhu Xiaohua.

She analyzed the situation of Diansanlu and said, "I know why. You didn't make it clear at first, the first twenty people were eight yuan to take pictures, and the later people rose to ten yuan. Customers must feel that it is unfair and that the actual situation is not what you advertise.

"Besides, you just went to Changhong Homeland today, and everyone is still a little worried, just wait a few more days. Just like the current Seagull Photo Studio Tang Yimin and Kim Damin.

"They've been there long enough and customers are relieved. For the same price, the customer would of course prefer to line up and go to his place to shoot. ”

Dian Sanlu felt that Xiao Gao's analysis made sense.

He decided to do what Xiao Gao said another day, and not to mention the fact that the twenty customers who took pictures only charged eight yuan. All customers come to take pictures, and they will be paid 10 yuan.

The next day, Mr. Yao decided to personally inspect the photo scene in the Mingguang Photo Studio.

He rode a motorcycle to Changhong Home, only to see Tang Yimin and Jin Dagui's stall at the gate of Changhong Home, and there was still an endless stream of people taking pictures. Their cameras were still "clicking, clicking" and flashing, and the film still didn't seem to run out.

Looking at his own photo spot, Diansanlu is loaded with a satchel of film, but the person taking the picture is obviously not as good as the opposite.

The crowd in line is also sparse.

There were also a few customers, discussing and discussing, and turned their heads to Tang Yimin's photo spot across the road.

Yao was always a little depressed.

He couldn't figure it out, in the past two days, his stall still hadn't caught fire, and the stall in the Seagull Photo Studio opposite had still not fallen.

He took a turn around several other photo spots, some of which were deserted, and some of which had slightly better business.

But when he thought of the crowd in front of the seagull photo studio, he felt like a clump in his throat.

The sum of the number of his ten photo spots, I'm afraid it can't catch up with the number of people in one photo spot of the other party's Changhong home. It is even more difficult to catch up with the number of people in front of the seagull photo studio.

He was a little depressed, he decided to go to the scenic office and call Chi Zhong again.

As soon as I arrived at the office area of the scenic spot, before entering the gate, I encountered Chi Zhong waiting at the door.

"Chi Chong, why did you come back?"

According to the plan, Chi Zhong should be in Los Angeles at this time.

Chi Zhong said: "I got the news, and a large batch of film was delivered to Los Angeles immediately, about three days later. This batch of goods is huge, and it is far from enough for me alone, plus the 20,000 yuan you have funded. ”

Mr. Yao instantly understood what Chi Zhong meant: "Are you back to raise money?" ”

Chi Chong: "Yes, I came back to ask if I want to swallow this batch of goods." If we don't swallow it, our plan to encircle and suppress Zhu Xiaohua will fail.

"If you swallow it, it's a huge amount of money. The current money is far from enough. ”

Mr. Yao patted his thigh and said, "What are you hesitating about at this time, swallow, of course you have to swallow." The news sent by Xiao Gao, Zhu Xiaohua has long been out of film, and these days he has been collecting film at a high price from old customers in the past. ”

When he thought of the dilemma Zhu Xiaohua was facing, he was excited, as if victory was just around the corner.

The bright future of the Bright Light Photo Studio is tomorrow.

Chi Zhong said: "This batch of goods needs almost 100,000 yuan in total......"

Hearing this number, Mr. Yao still took a breath and said in surprise: "So many goods ......"

With so many goods, if all of them are put on the market, Zhu Xiaohua's urgent need will inevitably be solved.

Second, the entire market is flooded with film, and the price will inevitably fall. The goods that the Times Audio Store and Mingguang Photo Studio are now stockpiling may also be reduced in price and become worthless.

Chi Zhong asked, "Do you want to swallow it?" ”

Mr. Yao gritted his teeth and said firmly: "100,000 yuan, we all have to think of a way, borrow it, make it together, and give 50,000 yuan each to swallow this batch of goods." Hold it in your own hands and keep it for sale slowly. ”

Chi Chong's eyes lit up, and he felt that this was a good idea.

At present, the price of film is very high, and the profit is extremely high. If you buy in bulk, the cost of each box of film is about ten yuan, and the retail price is as high as 24 or 28, with a big difference in the middle. It has nearly doubled the profit.

If they swallow this batch of goods and sell them slowly, then the 50,000 they put in now is likely to become 100,000 in the future.

Thinking of so much profit, Chi Zhong has no worries.

He followed with a slap on the thigh: "That's it." Mr. Yao, you and I have raised enough money before dark, and I will go to Zhengcheng overnight, so as not to intercept this batch of goods by others. Especially Zhu Xiaohua, be careful, he is now out of stock. ”

Mr. Yao nodded: "That's it." ”

At that moment, the two of them dispersed and each went to prepare 50,000 yuan in cash.

Mr. Yao used the money from the scenic spot, and Chi Zhong used his own money and borrowed some from relatives and friends. Scraping together, the two raised 50,000 yuan in cash each. Combined, a total of 100,000.

In the evening, Chi Zhong set off from the Mingguang Photo Studio.

He got into a large truck and followed the truck to Zhengcheng.

The blue Dongfeng truck had made a special trip from Zheng Cheng to deliver the goods, and it had brought back more than 80 boxes of film, all of which were piled up in a warehouse behind the Mingguang Photo Studio.

Mr. Yao sent Chi Zhong to the car, tore off a page from the small notebook he carried with him, and wrote the phone number on it.

Mr. Yao said: "This is the phone number of my scenic office. If there is a temporary emergency, call me at any time, and we will keep in touch and communicate in a timely manner. ”

Chi Chong took the phone number: "I sighed, the phone is really a good thing." With it, it's so much easier for me to consult with you. ”

Chi Zhong put the note in his pocket and waved goodbye to everyone.

On the second day, Mr. Yao continued to inspect several of Zhu Xiaohua's photo spots, and found that the ID photo business at the photo spot was still as usual, the customers taking pictures were still in an endless stream, and the cameras taking pictures were still flashing "click, click".

He was almost annoyed, and sighed: "Why is Zhu Xiaohua's goods so dead, no, it seems that you have to check it carefully to see where he bought the goods." ”

Zhu Xiaohua was reading a book on the second floor of the Seagull Photo Studio, and looked up to see Mr. Yao riding a motorcycle downstairs.