Future Stamps and Coins Diary

Chapter 50 It exploded already?

Wouldn’t they all start to come to my house on their own initiative?

Lu Feng suddenly thought of a possibility and was so shocked that he jumped up from the 1.3-meter-tall bed and rushed to the computer.

"Drip drip..."

"Drip drip..."

The QQ message reminders never stopped. Lu Feng opened the store manager group, took a quick glance, and slapped his head hard.

I didn't sleep the night before yesterday and drank too much yesterday, so I never thought of this possibility.

Liu Sangen had clearly reminded him to get prepared as soon as possible.

"Boss Lu, everyone is already in the store, what exactly are we promoting?"

"Boss Lu, where are the people?"

“I’m about to explode!”

……

Lu Feng took a deep breath, brewed his emotions, and finally replied with a stiff upper lip: "Everyone, please note that this time we are mainly promoting Jianguo banknotes. Mr. Huang is already on his way to deliver the goods."

"Our store has received it, but there are only so few. How can we sell it?"

"We received a bundle as well, and some loose sheets."

"Buy in bundles for 85, sell loose for 75."

"Why haven't ours arrived yet?"

"The customer said he only wants five bundles... Deliver them quickly."

Five bundles?

Lu Feng spent three hundred thousand yesterday and only bought five bundles, but one person took them all. How can he sell this stuff?
He didn't expect it to be so fierce.

Looking at the message that was still refreshing, he hesitated for a moment, but still sent it out.

"Tell the Supreme Members that due to the huge demand, we don't have that much stock, so we can only accept pre-orders. Please place an order and come back to pick it up in three days. When the time comes, you will get your membership card as well..."

Ordering is a common thing at the terminal, especially at the end of the year when reservations must be made in advance.

For collectors, it is common to pay first and receive the goods later.

As soon as Lu Feng sent out the message, people started to give feedback.

"The customer asked for six bundles."

"Five bundles."

"I want eight bundles."

In just over ten minutes, Lu Feng counted that the orders he had received had exceeded one hundred and fifty bundles, and the number was still increasing.

"Please all the store managers do a good job of statistics. All advance payments are required. Please send me the data of each store before 5 pm today."

After saying that, Lu Feng closed his notebook, washed up, and rushed to the subway station with it.

It was almost eleven o'clock when they returned to the stall. Huang Doudou saw Lu Feng running with sweat all over his forehead and asked curiously, "Brother Feng, were you caught washing feet with Boss Lu and his friends last night? You look so embarrassed!"

"Go wash your sister!" Lu Feng cursed, put down the computer and rushed downstairs.

On the first floor, Jiang Guoru, the largest commemorative banknote dealer in the market, was leisurely drinking tea. Seeing Lv Feng in a hurry, he couldn't help but tease, "What's wrong, Mr. Lv, are you here to return the goods? We agreed yesterday that there would be no returns or exchanges." Jiang Guoru, known as Brother Guozi in the market, is far more powerful and influential than newcomers like Jiang Rui. He is one of the few people in the market who can be called a leader in a certain category. Apart from anything else, his net worth of over 100 million and his annual profit of several million are enough to make him look down upon other commemorative banknote dealers.

However, compared with other big bosses, Jiang Guoru looks like an honest farmer and doesn't seem to be very good at socializing.

But who in the entire market doesn’t know how righteous Brother Guozi is?

She has a typical southern body type, the kind that can wear a single Dacron shirt for the entire summer, is a little dark and thin, and doesn't pay much attention to dressing up, which makes her look old. She's clearly less than fifty, but looks like she's almost sixty.

"Am I the kind of person who buys something and brings it back the next day? Brother Guozi, you are too contemptuous of me. I came to see if you have any Jianguo banknotes."

"Ah? You want more? Sure, Little Turkey..." He spoke in standard Cantonese, "Nothing else, I have as many Jianguo banknotes as you want."

"I want the goods in bundles. Is it okay with the same price as yesterday?" Lu Feng asked.

"Of course. We have business to do, of course. Tell me how much you want, please, stop being so long-winded~"

Lu Feng, a true Cantonese, couldn't stand the way he spoke and almost got goose bumps.

"Maybe the quantity required is a bit too much. So let me confirm first whether there is stock." Lu Feng mainly came to confirm whether there is enough supply first, otherwise he would have to look for another one, which would probably be very troublesome.

"A lot? Little turkey, you're so arrogant. How much can you buy..." Zhang Guoru laughed.

Lu Feng had already spent 300,000 yuan with him yesterday, and almost everyone in the market knew that this newcomer only made 500,000 yuan by selling eight consecutive coins. How much more could he buy?
Three bundles? What Zhang Guozi was least afraid of was young people who always asked for a lot.

Is it possible that he could take away tens of millions of dollars of his cash?

"I can only confirm the exact number at five o'clock in the afternoon, but it should not be less than 300 bundles!" Lu Feng estimated that the number he had just counted was over , and this was only in the morning.

There is still more than half a day left, and if we double the estimate, it will be just over three hundred.

"What? You said three hundred bundles. You're not wrong. Not three hundred sheets?" Jiang Guoru certainly didn't believe it.

The price determined yesterday was 58 yuan for a single piece, 60 yuan for knife goods, and an additional yuan for bundles, without any selection of sizes.

Even at yesterday's price, how much would three hundred bundles cost?

More than 18 million. Not to mention a newcomer to the market, even many big players in the market cannot come up with so much cash at once.

"I just roughly estimated it. The exact amount will have to wait until this afternoon. I just came to confirm whether Brother Guozi has so much stock, and the price..." Lu Feng laughed.

"Little Turkey, don't lie to me. Do you know how much three hundred bundles of goods cost?" Jiang Guoru still thought that Lu Feng was joking with him.

"It's a little more than 1,800. Let's go with yesterday's price. Brother Guozi, please prepare the goods for me. I'll confirm it today, and you can find someone to deliver the goods for me tomorrow." Lu Feng knew that Jiang Guoru had a special delivery driver, so he could save some money this way.

Huang Doudou’s car will not be available until two days later.

Lu Feng knew that Jiang Guoru had given him a discount yesterday, after all, it was their first transaction.

Generally, other ordinary merchants charge one or two dollars more for each ticket.

Only big guys like Jiang Guoru who have original positions dare to lower the price. The main idea is to make small profits but quick turnover, and they can sell one piece at a price one or two yuan higher than the purchase price.

Therefore, he also wanted to finalize the price as soon as possible. After all, it was a product worth tens of millions, and if the market price fluctuated by accident, it would be a big loss.

Jiang Guoru stared at Lu Feng, looking him up and down for a long time, and finally nodded: "If you really want so much, I'll give you an extra 20 cents for each one."

"No wonder the market says that Brother Guozi is righteous. It's settled then. Wait for my news." Lu Feng went upstairs.

Huang Doudou was checking today's delivery list. When he heard footsteps, he said without raising his head, "Brother Feng, let's sell some regular stuff. We probably won't be able to sell much of Jianguo banknotes. And if we sell them individually, the profit will be too little. We can't afford it."

(End of this chapter)