It's not that the painting is bad, but it's so good that Han Chunlei was pleasantly surprised.

Although he had told Liu Meijun before that the packaging of tea bags did not have to be painted exactly the same, it was mainly because he was worried about increasing the difficulty of her creation.

However, I never expected that the hand-painting provided by Liu Meijun for each tea bag was completely different!

There are plants, animals, beautiful women, landscapes......

The only thing that is the same is the logo drawn in green gouache on each tea bag, which reads: Longjing Office West Lake Longjing.

The font of these four characters is elegant and beautiful, unique and charming, and it is clear that it has undergone serious artistic design.

This should be called a logo in later generations.

The patterns are also good!

Although Han Chunlei is a good young man in the new era, he has no research on painting at all, and his level of art appreciation is very average, so he is very self-aware and completely handed over the tea packaging to Liu Meijun.

However, now, although he said that he did not know what was good about these paintings, he still felt that these patterns were very good, very pleasing to the eye, very comfortable, and very in line with Longjing's positioning: light and distant, fragrant and clear.

He continued to look through the hand-painted packaging, and discovered another secret, some of the hand-painted packaging on these packaging could be assembled into a set. For example, the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum, such as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, hops, tea, eight elegant things and four arts, such as the twelve hairpins of Jinling......

This is the same reason as eating little raccoon noodles and collecting Water Margin 108 hero cards.

It's a work of art!

Obediently, this little pretty girl is super thoughtful.

Liu Meijun saw that Han Chunlei kept flipping through the drafts, and asked weakly: "Brother Han, it's me who can't draw... Isn't it good?"

"It's not bad, it's too good!"

Han Chunlei put down the sketch and said excitedly, "It completely exceeded my expectations! It turned out that I planned to make a tea gift box two or two, and I offered them a price of five yuan." This time, just by adding the packaging design you painted, if you don't sell it, you don't have three yuan a bag, you can't stand your conscience Brother Han resolutely refuses to sell it! In this way, Brother Han will be a black-hearted capitalist again, how about I pay you five cents for this hand-painted package? Also, Brother Han will reward you with two new sets of paints and brushes. ”

"Huh? Five cents a package? No, no, it's not worth that much!"

Liu Meijun seemed to be frightened by this price, took a step back, and waved her hand again and again.

Originally, she worked in a coil factory, 42.5 yuan a month.

This time it's a good thing, half a month and ten days of hard work, she earned 50 yuan in her spare time. This is more than a month's salary, and Han Chunlei will reward her with two boxes of paints and brushes for ten days and fifty, which is one hundred and five a month. Counting the wages in the factory, a month's income is almost enough to top two eighth-level workers.

This is not the same as using other people's paints to practice in vain, and earning so much money.

How can there be such a good money?

She knew that Brother Han was good to her, but she couldn't take advantage of Brother Han like this.

She resolutely disagreed with Han Chunlei's remuneration. That's a lot of money, isn't it?

"Meijun, have you forgotten what Brother Han told you? You have to be confident! Your Liu Meijun's painting is worth the price. ”

Han Chunlei smiled: "You think you took advantage of Brother Han, but you didn't." Brother Han used to sell a bag of tea for 10,000 yuan, but now after you have your paintings, he sells them for three yuan and gives you a five-cent payment, and Brother Han has also stripped you of the surplus value of a piece of RMB? Do you think that I, a black-hearted capitalist, will still trade at a loss? These added values are all created by you yourself!"

"Yes...... But...... Brother Han, you can sell tea in a brown paper bag for three yuan, and you take my paintings too seriously, right? Three yuan can cut four catties of pork. Liu Meijun said, "Can you agree to it in Hubei Village?"

"This is the matter of Brother Han. However, Brother Han is confident, because Longjing tea is sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives according to fifteen yuan and eighty-one catties. Counting it, I used such a beautiful packaging to sell it for fifteen yuan a catty, which is cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative. Han Chunlei said.

"But I still think it's a bit expensive to charge five cents for a small hand-painted painting. Liu Meijun continued to decline.

This girl looks weak, but she is also a strong temper.

Han Chunlei thought for a moment and proposed: "Or, let's have a discussion, if I really sell this batch of tea for three yuan a bag." You are paid for a hand-painted painting for five cents a pound. If you can't sell it at that price, then Brother Han will settle it for you at two cents a piece, so it's okay, right?"

"Hmmm...... Let's talk about it! Wait until Brother Han sells the tea to the village committee. ”

Han Chunlei's plan, Liu Meijun reluctantly agreed.

......

After sending Liu Meijun away, Han Chunlei picked a few from this batch of packages, filled them with enough tea, and went downstairs to knock on Ah Xiong's room.

"Hey, that's a pretty good drawing. With this painting, your little paper bag of tea leaves is immediately graded!I didn't expect this beautiful girl to be so capable!" Ah Xiong was also surprised when he saw the new tea packaging. However, in fact, Liu Meijun really guessed wrong.

Don't say that Han Chunlei is over, but after Ah Xiong listened to Han Chunlei's offer, he didn't think it was particularly outrageous.

"Brother Xiong, I plan to offer three yuan a bag of this tea. Han Chunlei said.

"Three yuan a bag? I calculate, a bag of two taels of tea, three yuan a bag, a pound down to fifteen yuan. If you want to say that it is expensive, it is not expensive, the supply and marketing cooperatives do not have such exquisite and high-grade packaging as yours, don't you have to pay 16 yuan a pound less?"

Ah Xiong said, "But Chunlei, I recommended your tea to Uncle De before, mainly because you usually sell it cheaply, and now you will double the price as soon as you increase it, I am afraid that Uncle De will have a bad time." ”

Han Chunlei said with a smile: "Then your village chief also said that as long as the high-end atmosphere is high-grade, is the price easy to say?"

"Uh......"

Ah Xiong hesitated for a moment, and then stood up: "That's it, a bag of three yuan, a pound is fifteen, it's really not cheap." Ah Xiong held a bag of tea with Zhaojun out of the plug, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and said, "However, the painting is really good." Let's go to the village chief now. Now that we are indeed rich in our village, and your packaging is really good, Uncle De must be satisfied. You will make an offer of three yuan to Uncle De, and I will help you beat the side drum, three yuan, which should barely be able to negotiate. ”

"Don't, Brother Xiong, I can't always rely on your face in this tea business. ”

Han Chunlei looked at Ah Xiong's embarrassed face, and then said, "That's it." Since I set the price myself, I'll talk to the village chief about it. ”

Doing things with friends, whether you make money or not is another matter, first of all, you can't make friends embarrassed.

This is a criterion for Han Chunlei to be a man and do things.

Ah Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then I'll do something for you?"

Han Chunlei asked, "Brother Xiong, in this way, I won't go, you can help me get a few bags and send them to the village." By the way, are there any Hong Kong guests in your village who have not come to visit recently?"

Ah Xiong's minibus was recently sent by the village to pick up Hong Kong guests who came to the village for inspection, so if you want to know if there are any Hong Kong businessmen who have come to Hubei Village recently, and how many people have come, ask Ah Xiong one by one.

Ah Xiong thought for a while and said, "On the morning of 1517, it seems that a Hong Kong man named Chen Wensui is coming over, and his secretary is together, a total of two people. I'm in charge of picking them up. ”

"Oh, today is the 12th, that's five days away. ”

Han Chunlei nodded and asked, "Do you have any more detailed information?"

"Yes. Ah Xiong said, "This Chen Wensui is a real big boss, I heard that he is going to build a factory in Shenzhen, specializing in the production of that kind of jeans, both foreign trade and domestic sales, and he plans to hire five or six hundred production workers alone." I heard Uncle De say that Boss Chen wants to build a jeans factory, which is dozens of streets stronger than the Dahua garment factory in Chikan Village! If it falls in our Hubei Village, the people of Chikan Village will look at us in the future, and they will all be a head shorter!"

"This news is timely. "Han Chunlei.

The next day, Han Chunlei took the hand-painted packaging bag and went to find the village chief Zhang Xiangde.

Zhang Xiangde likes this hand-painted packaging bag very much, which is the same as the packaging in the supply and marketing cooperatives outside, which is simply one in the sky and one underground, and he likes it very much.

But as Ah Xiong expected, Zhang Xiangde was a little resistant to the price of three yuan a bag, although he said that he was not bad for money, but there was still a bit of a psychological gap.

Han Chunlei said: "Village chief, why don't we change the way?"

Zhang Xiangde asked: "Chunlei boy, you can talk about it"

Han Chunlei talked about the fact that Hong Kong boss Chen Wensui was going to come to Shenzhen for inspection, and one of the stops was the matter of Hubei Village.

Then he proposed to Zhang Xiangde: "Village chief, I will provide four bags of tea, and as the chief of the village souvenir, I will give these bags of tea to Boss Chen." At that time, if this Boss Chen likes it, everyone will be happy, and the village chief thinks that my tea is worth this money, so he will price it according to three yuan a bag. ”

Zhang Xiangde: "What if the effect is average...... You also know that sometimes people accept gifts just politely, and then throw them away. If this is the case, the cost of three yuan a bag of tea in the village is too high. ”

Han Chunlei didn't hesitate and replied: "If that's the case, then I don't dare to open the price of three yuan a bag." If the village still wants my batch of tea as a souvenir, I will come at the usual price, rest assured, it is the same exquisite packaging. ”

Zhang Xiangde pondered, as if he was considering.

Han Chunlei said: "Of course, if the village feels that the effect is poor and the Hong Kong boss doesn't like these tea souvenirs, then our previous purchase cooperation of 100 bags of tea will be canceled on the spot." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Xiangde didn't expect Han Chunlei, a young boy, to be so strong.

Of course, behind the fortitude, what he saw was Han Chunlei's self-confidence.

He smiled and said: "You have found someone to draw it, don't want it in the village, you will suffer a big loss!"

Han Chunlei said with a smile: "How can there be a stable and accurate business without losing money? To do any business, we must not only have the goal of making a lot of money, but also have the psychological preparation to lose everything. ”

"Guts!"

Zhang Xiangde gave a thumbs up, and then said: "You are so brave and so refreshing, I won't say anything more, just listen to you." In two days, you will prepare four bags of tea for Ah Xiong, who will be responsible for picking up Hong Kong guests!"

"Good!"

......

What kind of temperament is Chen Wensui? Does he like to drink tea? What is the level of art appreciation? For Han Chunlei, it is completely unknown.

It's really hard to say whether these bags of tea can get off to a good start.

Therefore, on the day of the 157th, after lunch, Han Chunlei didn't have the heart to stay at the East Gate Market. Leaving Huang Aiwu to look after the store, he rode his bicycle and returned to Hubei Village in advance.

"Eh, Mikun!"

As soon as I arrived at the door of Ah Xiong's house, I saw Liu Meijun carrying an aluminum lunch box with a net pocket and walking here.

He asked, "Meijun didn't go to work today?"

"Well, I'm taking a turn today. ”

The coil factory is in three shifts, with workers taking turns and not necessarily taking a Sunday off.

Liu Meijun lifted the net pocket up and said, "No, I just made a piece of noodles for lunch." Did Brother Han eat it, I'll go get one for you too. ”

"No, I just ate it. ”

While talking, the two entered the courtyard of Ah Xiong's house one after the other.

Liu Meijun put the net pocket on the stone table under the lychee tree, and said with concern: "I heard from the sisters of the factory that a big Hong Kong boss is coming to Hubei Village today. Brother Han, it's your tea that you want to give to them, right? Worry, people don't like your tea, right?"

"Well, it's kind of. Han Chunlei did not hide it, and said, "I took four bags of tea to Hubei Village and told them that Hong Kong guests like to pay again, and if they don't like it, they will give it away for free." If this thing can't be done, today, we will see the real chapter. ”

"Brother Han must be able to do it! You're so powerful! So what if the Hong Kong guests really don't like it?" Liu Meimeijun said.

"You don't understand this, do you? As the old saying goes, selling goods is knowing the family. He who is too expensive is always too expensive, and he is too expensive for a penny. However, I really met the ...... who knew the goods, "I borrowed your auspicious words." ”

Han Chunlei smiled.

At this time, Ah Xiong seemed to be running home, running into the yard with sweat on his forehead, panting, and said: "Chunlei, I guess you are at home, great, fortunately, I didn't go directly to save me from running to the East Gate Market......! The village chief asked me to ask you, are the 100 bags of tea at home?"

"Yes, but didn't I give you four bags? Now there are ninety-six bags left. ”

"Hurry! It's okay for me, give me fifty packs first, I want it now!"

Ah Xiong poured a few sips of herbal tea, turned his head to Liu Meijun and said, "In addition, Meijun, you hurry up, make another fifty handmade paintings on the packaging bag." ”

"Huh?" Liu Meijun was taken aback.

Ah Xiong turned his head to Han Chunlei and said, "Four... Ninety-six, plus fifty bags painted by Meijun, a total of one hundred and fifty bags of tea, Chunlei, the village chief asked you to find a time to go to the village to settle the money. At the price you said, three, three dollars a bag!!"

"Aang?"

Han Chunlei was a little surprised, but he was also stunned, and asked: "Don't worry, drink a few more sips of water, and have a good time, what happened to the Hong Kong boss?"