The on-site publicity effect is wonderful!

Chen Guoqing said to Xu Da, "Why did I forget the routine when I sold rice cookers at that time? ”

"Director Chen, even if you think about it, you can only let Wen Jun do it."

None of them have the courage, what Xu Da is interested in now is, can the thing hanging around Song Wenjun's neck amplify the sound and amplify it?

Onlookers were all tasting the rice cooked in the rice cooker, and after eating it, they were full of praise.

Rongcheng is an economically developed area in the south, and it is more than ten times richer than the county seat.

If you think, a small economically backward county town is scrambling to buy rice cookers, and some people even take risks to produce fake and shoddy products in an attempt to get a piece of the pie.

The people present did not hesitate and wanted to buy it.

"Three thousand units will arrive in three days, and anyone who books with me today can receive a ten-yuan voucher."

What are you playing with? Vouchers? I haven't heard of it, but where is it?

Song Wenjun looked at Chen Guoqing vigorously, they were unprepared, but they could be flexible, can't they just write by hand?

"There are also rice cookers that sell over there, and I heard that they are still imported from Japan, and the price is not much different." Someone in the crowd said.

When I heard that it was Japanese, many people went there to watch.

The little ghost smashed the rice without preparing it, and he didn't bother to use the marketing method of cooking rice on the spot, and he explained dryly, and many people were not satisfied.

"How long does it take to make a pot of rice? Is it delicious? Save electricity or not? ”

As soon as the translator explained, the little ghost immediately went to buy rice and prepared to cook rice on the spot.

Chen Guoqing scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, isn't this a fight? Why isn't Wen Jun in a hurry at all?

Yu Fuhe, who disappeared in the morning, was mixed in the crowd watching the excitement at this time.

I have to admit that Song Wenjun does understand marketing methods, but what's the use?

He took those design drafts to his old employer, and the other party was very interested, and promised him on the spot that he would come back as the deputy factory director, with a salary of 350 yuan a month and a bonus of 350 yuan.

Three hundred and fifty yuan is equivalent to the annual expenses of an ordinary family, and it will not take long for him to step into the ranks of 10,000 yuan households, which is better than staying in a broken factory in the county town and getting a salary of 80 yuan.

Seeing that their on-site publicity was thunderous and rainy, and few people really bought it, Yu Fuhe was overjoyed.

Just as he was about to go to his old club to ask for merit and reward, a few foreigners suddenly came over and found Song Wenjun.

They want the technology of semi-smart rice cookers.

“No！”

Song Wenjun refused, "We only export finished products, not technology." ”

"Miss Song, we can give you a lot of money......"

"It's not about money."

Is she poor for money? With those patents alone, she can get a lot of income in a year, and she wants to kill the title of the leader of the household appliance industry.

Don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath!

Yu Fuhe was dumbfounded, what? Song Wenjun knows foreign languages? Yu Fuhe didn't understand a word about the conversation they had just now.

"Wen Jun, that Mr. Qiao, what does he mean? Didn't we talk about it last night? ”

"Director Chen, don't worry, he wants to buy our technical ......"

"Huh? Technology can't be sold! ”

"I know, leave him alone, you hurry up and write a voucher and stamp your personal seal, isn't there still two days left in the fair? You have to hold your breath. ”

Semi-intelligent temperature control technology?

Yu Fuhe, who was eavesdropping, immediately came to the spirit.

“Hello？”

Stopping the foreigner, Yu Fuhe had the courage to greet him.

This scene fell into the eyes of Xiao Zhang, who went out to fetch water, and he hurried back to the booth.

"Director Chen, I just met Yu Gong, he is with that gringo, does he want to sell our factory's electrical appliances?" (End of chapter)