Chapter 324

The air in the account was instantly so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

The old shopkeeper and the horse pipe both looked at Yunxi in shock.

At this time, Yunxi had already shut up, but in their minds, they still kept repeating Yunxi's words just now, and they were really surprised.

Could it be that someone else has one brain, and she has two brains?!

How did she come up with it?

"Thirty thousand copies will be bought for resale, and the remaining 20,000 or so will go to people who really need it," she said. ”

"So what can he do if he finds that he can't sell the 30,000 books he has hoarded?"

"At this time, Xianyun Bookstore can appropriately release the news, if they are willing to take the books to other state capitals, towns, and counties to sell, they can give them a profit of five wen per book."

"They themselves have hoarded 30,000 copies and smashed them in their hands, they must be anxious and regretful, they just want to stop the loss, at this time, you can paste them upside down with five texts per volume, and they can still return fifteen taels of blood."

"They're definitely going to do it."

"And we can take the opportunity to sign a document with them, and they will carry the book to other places and resell it, and the price of each book must not be increased by more than 20 yuan, but can only be sold at the price of 120 yuan."

"If we want to set up a bait, if we can't sell it, we can take it back at the selling price of a hundred wen a copy, of course, if they don't really try, we will ignore it."

"How can you be sure they'll do what you say?!" Ma Guan stood up excitedly and asked.

Yunxi smiled meaningfully: "Look, if we can't sell it, we will help them out, will they stop doing it?" ”

"They're sure they'll sell," the old shopkeeper clenched into fists with the same stiff hands, his palms sweating.

"What if we can spread the book out and let more people have a chance to see it?" Yunxi changed his fox-like shrewd calculation and showed an innocent smile.

"In this way, we can help more people."

Yunxi smiled sweetly, as if the trap that was full of calculations and conspiracy just now was not something she came up with.

Yunxi's words directly refreshed their seriousness!

It turns out that things can still be done this way!

"Are you really not going to study at Houcheng Academy?" The horse looked at Yunxi as if he had seen a rare treasure, his eyes were full of longing, and he was burning as if he wanted to turn people away.

Of course, the premise is that Yunxi has to be a snowman, and Ma Guan's sight can really turn into a scorching sun.

"No," Yunxi replied categorically.

If you want to understand someone, you don't necessarily have to go to the academy and mingle with a group of sour people.

Ma Guan sat back in pain, his eyes still not leaving Yunxi.

What I know is that I know that the horse management is to cherish talents, and those who don't know still think that the horse management is old and disrespectful!

"I'll draft a paperwork," Yunxi got up, went to the desk to move pen and paper, and drafted a document that would appeal to the dealers who had to resell the books.

"I also thought it was better to write essays in straightforward words, but at this time, it's really better to be straightforward depending on what you lose."

The document clearly reads, "If it can't be sold, Xianyun Bookstore can take back the book at the original selling price of 100 wen per copy." ”

At this point, it will make the reseller feel that the book will definitely not be smashed in his own hands, but just work harder, and he can earn back the money smashed in his hands, so why would they refuse?

What's more, they dragged the books to other counties to sell, and they could earn five cents per book, even if they dragged them out and sold them, it was more cost-effective than splashing them in the state capital!

The old shopkeeper and the horse pipe pressed the surging blood that was hot from excitement, and looked at Yunxi with a heartfelt sigh again.

For a moment, the air in the account was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

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PS: I remember that this kind of solution was talked about by an expert who specializes in analyzing past business cases, but I can't remember it clearly, so I guess it's an overhead fantasy of Night Dancing.

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