The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 906 It's All Selfish

When Ding Yi returned to the rented shop, he found that Xu Xiaoai had returned, and there were ten new contracts on the table.

So soon, Ding Yi discovered that the contract was printed out, not handwritten.

"Is there a printer?" Ding Yi shook his head, trying to find the memory in his mind.

It turned out to be a typewriter.

The inventor of the first practical and real typewriter in the original history was an American named Christopher Larson Sholes.

In the 19s, Christopher Latham Sholes (also translated as Christopher Larson Sholes) and Carlos Glidden were trying to build a machine that could automatically number the pages of books. machine.Suddenly, Glidden asked Sholes for advice, since he could type page numbers, why couldn't he print on books?
So Sholes began to think of ways, and finally made a wooden typewriter model.

It is still more than 20 years since Sholes invented the typewriter, but because of the strong strength of Dagan Technology, the typewriter was invented 15 years ago and gradually spread to the world.

Also because of the promotion of typewriters, many companies and manufacturers now have the profession of secretary.

"The typewriter is still quite expensive. You pay a penny per word. If you don't need it urgently, I'd rather have me copy it." Xu Xiaoai whispered.

Ding Yi has a contract with thousands of words, and one penny for one word is ten yuan, and ten copies is 100 yuan.

It was really expensive, more profitable than he sold beer.

Ding Yi's heart skipped a beat: "How long have you been playing ten copies?"

"I see that you are in urgent need. You ran to five stores and called five people at the same time. It took about 10 minutes to get a copy. Some slow ones took half an hour, and some fast ones took more than ten minutes."

It takes about 1000 minutes to type more than 10 characters, which is not bad.

But in fact, it takes more than 10 minutes for Dagan people to type a thousand words.

Those who can type in less than 10 minutes are all professional typists, and they make a living from this profession.

"Can you type?" Ding Yi asked suddenly.

Xu Xiaoai shook her head blankly, obviously she hadn't learned it before.

"You go to a class and learn to type, and I will pay for it."

"Daytime class." Ding Yi thought for a while, and added a few more words, Xu Xiaoai is still useful at night, and she paid her own salary, so she can't be idle.

Xu Xiaoai nodded without hesitation.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Meng brought a man.

Because Ding Yi said last night that he wanted to recruit one or two men to help out, Zhou Meng volunteered to recommend a fellow from Hengdian who was also doing odd jobs in Hengdian.

The man's name is Li Xianping. He is in his 30s. He looks quite strong, with dark skin and strong arms.

He often works as a stand-in for martial arts, but his salary is too low, and he can't receive plays every day, so he eats and eats hungry.

"Boss." Li Xianping looked honest, standing in front of Ding Yi obediently, and even bowed.

Ding Yi felt weird, a month ago he was still like a lost dog, and in a blink of an eye he could be called the boss.

He couldn't help being a little complacent, but immediately he came back to his senses and reminded himself not to be complacent. Now that this new map has been opened, even the Novice Village has not been released yet, and he wonders if he can get out of the Novice Village alive.

"There is nothing to do during the day, mainly receiving, ordering, and shipping. There are more things at night. The basic salary is [-] yuan a month, plus a commission. Do you want to do it?"

There are rest days for working hard at this meeting. It was Ding Yi who mentioned it back then, but it was only within the system, and no one cares about private companies now.

Ding Yi is now at the beginning of wealth accumulation, and he is ready to be a black-hearted capitalist, and he will use it as much as he can.

The second time travel made him understand a truth, this world is like this, no matter how many good things you try to do and how good the rules you set, there will always be someone who will break the rules and spread your good deeds into evil thing.

Because 90.00% of the [-] people in this world are selfish.

Li Xianping grinned at this moment: "Understood, I will do well."

Ding Yi immediately gave him a sum of money and asked you to buy a tricycle to deliver the wheels.

"I'll go with you." Zhou Meng walked away with Li Xianping.

Ding Yi looked at the backs of the two of them thoughtfully.

The two walked far away, Li Xianping said at this moment: "Why didn't you tell the boss, we are husband and wife."

"Hush" Zhou Mengzuo stretched out his fingers, "The boss asked the little girl to sell beer, but I didn't say I was married."

"..." Li Xianping stared at her: "You are 27 years old, are you still a little girl?"

"What are you doing? Your wife looks young, but the boss thinks I am." Zhou Meng said proudly.

"Cut!" Li Xianping yelled: "This is always lying to the boss, and it's not the case."

"We didn't cheat money, and we didn't do anything bad. How can this be called cheating?" Zhou Meng twisted Li Xianping's waist forcefully: "It's really brainless."

"Ah!" Li Xianping screamed, not daring to scold her.

It wasn't long before the two left, and it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding Yi was a little flustered at this moment.

Because it's getting late and there's no beer yet.

There were people singing in Hengdian in the afternoon and morning, and people had already come to the nearest KTV nearby, asking if they had beer.

Proof that someone is used to it.

If you don't drink more, you will probably be replaced by KTV.

I only ordered [-] bottles for the first time, which is indeed a bit conservative.

But this time he didn't dare to ask for more, mainly because he was afraid that the KTV bosses would kick Ding Yi and do it himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that the overall quality and morality of Dagan people now far exceeds that of future generations.

After all, Confucian classics are still one of the school's subjects, but they have only become side subjects.

Most of the KTV bosses signed a contract with Ding Yi and kept their word. They were all waiting for Ding Yi's beer and did not buy it themselves.

Of course, this is also related to some of the laws of Daqian, after all, no one wants to get involved in a lawsuit.

Just when Ding Yi was a little anxious.

Boom, a big truck is approaching from a distance.

This street is considered to be the widest street in Hengdian. When Ding Yi rents a shop, he considers whether cars can drive in.

Now when this big truck enters, it almost blocks the street.

"Here we come." Ding Yi was ecstatic, and finally came.

Almost at the same time as the truck was coming, five or six tricycles were also riding in the distance.

The leader was Feng Zai, who rode six tricycles with five younger brothers, specially preparing to deliver the goods.

The co-pilot of the truck pushed away, Ding Yi looked up and saw a slender thigh.

"How about it, it's still in time. Have you already greeted my family in your heart?" Yao Qingqing opened the car door, stood facing the wind, and said to Ding Yi with a slight smile.

Ding Yi was really greeting her family just now, of course he didn't admit it this time, he said solemnly: "Manager Yao is a very trustworthy person, Ding Yi was sure when he first saw you in Dongyang."

Cut, glib, Yao Qingqing jumped out of the car lightly, motioning for unloading.

Feng Zai and others soon joined in.

Boss Ding is generous, Fengzai and others are now following Ding Yi, and they are not doing their jobs properly. Originally, they were all related to the intermediary of the film studio, contacting and recommending tricks, and drawing commissions.

But now the daily commission is not as much as helping Ding Yi to work, these people are starting to like to run here.

"Where do you sell your wine?" Yao Qingqing came here in person today, just to find out where Ding Yi's wine was sold, and it sold so quickly.

"Isn't it written on my wine, it's only for KTV." Ding Yi said angrily.

The corner of Yao Qingqing's mouth twitched, she was a smart woman, but she didn't care about the packaging of the beer.

Seeing her expression, Ding Yi couldn't help feeling refreshed: "Hahaha." He laughed.

Yao Qingqing blushed slightly: "Ms. Ben is too busy with work, who cares about such trivial things as packaging."

"Yes, yes, Miss Yao, I understand that you have to deal with a lot of things every day and sleep well at night."

The entourage looked at Yao Qingqing in surprise.

Yao Qingqing is usually a bit serious, and it is rare for a man of his age to talk and laugh like this.

Not to mention that Ding Yi has only met her for the second time.

Even Yao Qingqing himself didn't understand, it seemed that he had a lot to talk to Ding Yi, but he didn't want to talk too much with other men.

This time she sent 1000 bottles, but only charged Ding Yi [-] yuan, which was still based on the ex-factory price of [-] cents.

Ding Yi has already started to consider the follow-up sales, and the original plan of [-] bottles a week must be changed.

"I have prepared a new contract." Ding Yi called her into the store: "Before, [-] bottles per week will be changed to [-] bottles for two days."

Is KTV selling so well?Yao Qingqing can't believe it, but of course she likes that Ding Yi's sales are getting better and better: "You think delivery is free?"

"Do you know how much it costs for my big truck to come here?" Yao Qingqing shook his head: "In a few days, the production capacity of the bottles will increase, and I will send you [-] bottles a week."

What Yao Qingqing meant was to send more goods once a week.

Ding Yi wanted to do it in small batches, mainly because he was afraid that KTV would get rid of him and go it alone, and it would be bad if there were too many backlogs.

The two had a brief argument.

Yao Qingqing thought for a while: "Are you afraid that there is too much stock, KTV doesn't want it, and they will buy it outside?"

"Yes." Ding Yi said.

"Didn't you sign a contract with me to prevent our factory from accepting a third Hengdian dealer?"

"I trust Manager Yao, but I'm afraid that the owners of KTV will buy other brands of beer."

"There is also a Zhonghua Brewery in Zhejiang. It is too far away from here in Hangzhou. According to your request, you need [-] bottles a day. Which boss can travel so far to buy so much?"

"The delivery fee increases their cost."

"Also, with Mr. Ding's ability, you must have signed a contract with everyone. What are you afraid of if you have a contract?"

Yao Qingqing reminded Ding Yi that the binding force of the contract is relatively strong here.

The Urban Affairs Bureau is in charge because they can get a commission.

Ding Yi's persuasion by Yao Qingqing seemed to make sense.

Now he became more courageous.

"Okay, once a week, [-] bottles." Ding Yi finally reported an astonishing amount.

Yao Qingqing was slightly shocked, the KTV in Hengdian consumed so much beer for a week?

Of course she didn't understand how many KTVs there were in Hengdian, because there were not as many KTVs in all the other places in Dongyang County combined than in Hengdian.

Not to mention that Hengdian has a larger population than Dongyang County.

So the two re-signed the contract in Ding Yi's shop.

Dongxiao Brewery sends [-] bottles a week.

(End of this chapter)