"Don't miss it, you guys are passing by, the cheapest bread in history, as long as one dollar, buy more and get more discounts, you can try it in front, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

This sentence was repeated on the loudspeaker, and as long as the passers-by were attracted, they first tasted the taste, and then felt that the bread was quite cost-effective, so they all bought it.

In less than three days, all the bread was sold.

Not only that, Zhang Jianjun's cooperation with the company also began.

This cooperation is not to make sales better, but to make everyone trust that this bread is not a three-no product, but a large company as a guarantee.

This is Zhang Jianjun's purpose.

At this time, Sun Wei called.

"Jianjun, you can, your reputation for this bread is famous, I am a little envious, if it was good to cooperate with you at that time, now my company is also famous."

Sun Wei deliberately made a joke, and Zhang Jianjun naturally heard it.

"Don't joke with me, how long has your company been open, how long have I only been in business, this is just the beginning, don't look at my fame, but I haven't made a lot of money."

"Don't be modest, the current sales are the best, you want everyone to be able to afford bread, come out for dinner at night, Wen Yirong and I are here, check for you."

It just so happened that Zhang Jianjun had finished his business, so he booked a restaurant.

Sun Wei and Wen Yirong came here on time.

"Jianjun, your business is really good, you really won't let me down."

Wen Yirong sat down and praised.

Everyone knows about this cooperation, bread is very famous, almost all children have one, originally they can't afford to eat, now the first thing that comes to mind when it comes to bread is one-dollar bread, this is the signboard.

"But your cost should be a lot, right?"

Wen Yirong was worried about this problem.

"It's really not small, small profits but quick turnover, this butter can be purchased in large quantities, the amount of each time is not very much, the real source of delicious bread is eggs, as long as the supply of eggs is guaranteed."

Zhang Jianjun said with a smile.

"Eggs? What can you pay attention to eggs, don't we all eat the same at home, to be honest, I was disappointed in you for a while because you said you were going to do the farm. ”

"Who don't know how to raise chickens, every family has it."

Wen Yirong quipped.

"No, eggs are divided into quality, there are eggs abroad that can be eaten raw, the taste is very good, an egg can be sold at a high price, the most indispensable thing to make bread is eggs, this is the real purpose of my farm."

Zhang Jianjun said his thoughts and plans, although he had succeeded, he wanted the two of them to know their hard work, as well as the grievances that were not understood at that time.

"Okay, I was wrong about this, I shouldn't have said that about you at the time, and now your development is very good, even I have bought several?" Wen Yirong took out the empty bag from his pocket.

"Haha, you two are too polite, you want to come to my factory to eat, speaking of which, this factory was still made by Sun Wei for me, and these machines are too, without him, I wouldn't be where I am now."

Zhang Jianjun really regards Sun Wei as a brother, the so-called adversity sees the truth, he has helped himself too much.

"Sun Wei is indeed enthusiastic, but he is not like this to everyone, he is not so enthusiastic about me, and he has known me for so many years in vain."