Chapter 21 Men are also very fickle Outside the factory, Wang An'an muttered in his heart: "Brother Zhu has been talking nonsense." They had just graduated from high school, and in his eyes Lili Zhu had no experience in e-commerce at all. He doesn't have a store, and he doesn't have any so-called bad reviews from customers. Even when the factory owner asked him how old he was, he would just lie and say he was born in 92. Wang An'an was suspicious: "Ask him what the year 92 is, Brother Zhu probably won't be able to answer right away." But not to mention, after another cigarette, the factory owner's attitude towards Cheng Zhu was completely different. Cheng Zhu called him boss, and he also started calling Cheng Zhu boss. Moreover, the factory owner still had the same complaining tone: "Boss, I really don't have such bargaining power as you." "How is it possible? For the one I just mentioned, you will definitely make a profit at the price I quoted." Cheng Zhu said immediately. He is quite satisfied with this factory.
The reason is simple. This factory has indeed met his requirements - texture, but no quality. Cheng Zhu has always felt that the pursuit of this type of product should be like stockings. Does it look full of texture? Does it feel silky smooth when you touch it? Just meet the visual and tactile requirements. As for the quality, it can be seen from the negative reviews mentioned before. "Sometimes you have to treat this thing as a consumable." Cheng Zhu said in his heart. Clothing products have a relatively high return rate. Many customers will return the product to you after using it. For example, if a piece of clothing is worn once, it will be returned to you within the return period. But this kind of "war-damaged items" is not so easy to return! Even if you are thick-skinned, take your girlfriend or wife away from you. The premise is that it must be lossless. You're so fucking damaged in the war, and you're asking me to return it and get a refund. Are you crazy? This is one of the reasons why the return rate of this thing is low. "Of course, the quality cannot be too bad." Cheng Zhu was well aware of this. It can't be too good, and it can't be too bad. At this moment, Cheng Zhu saw that the factory owner was unwilling to get any cheaper, so he immediately put out the cigarette in his hand, then walked into the factory and picked up the product he was interested in. "Then I won't pay you back. Can you add a zipper to this part of your pants?" The factory owner thought about this design and said, "Awesome!"
Wang Ping'an looked at the position of Cheng Zhu's fingers and couldn't help but turn his head away. Thinking about the beauty of adding a zipper, his heartbeat began to speed up. How did Brother Zhu manage to talk about this in a serious manner! It’s really terrible! His mouth suddenly felt a little dry, but Cheng Zhu was still eloquent. The reason is very simple. Now Guanyun is not as self-contained as it was later. With just a small town, it supports half of the QQ clothing industry in the country and even the world! In Guanyun today, there are only some very representative factories that have made a fortune by making this thing, which has led to many people starting to follow suit. After Cheng Zhu negotiated the price, he wanted the factory boss to help with [drop shipping]. He was a little reluctant and said he had never done this before. "I will need someone to help you send the express, and it will be troublesome to coordinate." He didn't expect that the price had been negotiated so low, but the young man would still ask for more. Cheng Zhu started to make big promises again, saying that many factories in China are now doing this, which can improve competitiveness, blah blah blah… In fact, [drop shipping] is indeed, from a certain level, a service created by the increasing involution between factories. You have to fight for products, prices, you have to fight for this and that, but in the future you can only fight for services! For Cheng Zhu, this can save time, effort and cost, and more importantly, reduce inventory pressure and principal pressure. To be honest, he didn't think based on his own experience, the goods would sell out. “These days, merchants on Taobao can still operate black cars in the [through train].” Cheng Zhu is an expert in this field. He can use the least promotion expenses in exchange for the greatest value. But when your career has just started, you still have to try your best to get the benefits you can. And don’t forget that when you first started, it was difficult to negotiate express delivery fees with express delivery companies, and you couldn’t get a good low price. But the factory is different. He has been delivering goods to customers all over the country, and he has already negotiated the price with the express company. The price difference here is a lot of money. The factory owner listened to him for a long time and really took his words to heart. He felt that [drop shipping] is indeed very competitive and can attract many customers, especially those who are just starting their business. "Young people nowadays are not simple." He looked at Cheng Zhu and couldn't help but sigh. "I'll think about it, okay?" He didn't say it too harshly. "Okay." Cheng Zhu added WeChat with him and also left his contact number. After doing this, he pointed to the products he had picked out and said lightly: "Boss, samples must be given free of charge!" …… …… In the taxi, Wang Ping'an was holding a bag of samples. He was truly convinced by Brother Zhu. After hearing that the boss promised to send samples, Brother Zhu actually picked a few more models.
At this moment, the young man lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the bag, feeling his blood boiling and his heartbeat speeding up. How can a young man like him endure this? Unlike Cheng Zhu, he has long been tired of these old models. He plans to find a reliable cooperative manufacturer first, and then design a new model himself. Cheng Zhuzhao's second factory is not far from here, only about ten minutes' drive. When he was almost there, Wang An'an felt that the sample in his hand was a little hot and asked: "Brother Zhu, will it be bad if I take these things into another factory? Should I put them in my bag?" " "It doesn't matter. Isn't it normal to shop around when buying goods? Just let the boss see it. We are here to give him a chance to make money. What are we embarrassed about?" Cheng Zhu raised his eyebrows. Student party members are very thin-skinned. He scolded Wang An'an and said, "Don't you fucking become that kind of person to please me!" These days, there are really more and more people with a please personality. "Ah?" Wang An'an was stunned at first, but his admiration for Cheng Zhu continued to soar, so he quickly added: "Okay, okay." To be honest, he really wanted to be like Brother Zhu. Just today, he had thought Cheng Zhuthi was damn handsome several times. That gesture, that posture, tsk tsk tsk, I want to learn it! It's like when you go shopping with your mother, and you may feel embarrassed when you watch your mother bargain with others for a little money. But if someone of the same age can cut down a businessman until he is speechless, you might think: “Damn, that’s a bit awesome!” Human psychology is like this, it's incredibly complicated. At this moment, Wang Ping'an saw Cheng Zhu pick up his phone and suddenly took a photo. These are the samples he took. "Brother Zhu, who did you take the photo and send it to?" Wang Ping'an immediately became anxious. It's not that he dares to control Cheng Zhu, it's just that he is afraid that the leader will take a picture of his face. Still thin-skinned. "Don't worry, I didn't take a picture of you." Cheng Zhu could see what he was thinking at a glance and said, "I'm looking for a model. I'll send the sample to someone." "When we start e-commerce next, we must have sellers show off." Cheng Zhu said matter-of-factly. When Wang An'an heard this, he couldn't help but look down at the samples in the bag that could be described as "tattered". "Looking for... looking for a model?" "Take...take pictures?" ——Brother Zhu, you are my god!
At this moment, Wang Anping's cell phone started to ring again, and it was Chen Rongrong who took the initiative to send a WeChat message. The content is: "What are Cheng Zhu and you doing?" If it were before, Wang An'an would have been chatting in full swing, unable to detect the information and attitude revealed in this sentence. Of course, he didn't notice anything extra now. But for some reason, he looked down at the sample in his arms and suddenly felt a little less interested in chatting with Chen Rongrong. He began to take the initiative to chat with Cheng Zhu about the auctioneer show. …… (PS: First update, currently ranked fifth on the new book list. Please give me monthly votes and recommendation votes to continue to climb the list. Thank you again for your new friends’ rewards.) (End of this chapter)