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Chapter 13: Selling like crazy
"Chen Yansen, are you sure...are you sure it's here?"

Wang Zihao stood in the open space in front of the inspection office, looking panicked, his hands nervously clutching his trouser pockets.

Every strange look from passersby burned him like a flame, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

Chen Yansen knew that with Wang Zihao's current life experience and psychological quality, it would be difficult for him to be as carefree as him.

He doesn't have time to wait for Wang Zihao to slowly adapt. Sometimes, the greater the pressure people are under, the faster they grow, just like a spring. The greater the pressure, the higher it bounces back.

"Okay... okay."

Wang Zihao gritted his teeth, looked resigned, took out a set of folding tables and chairs from the trunk, and helped Chen Yansen assemble them.

Huang Boxiang was helping to unload the goods, while Wang Ziyan was responsible for slowly unfolding a Morandi-colored square cloth and spreading it flat on the table, and then arranging the black, white and silver MP3 and MP4 neatly in order.

The busy appearance of the four people immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, who couldn't help but stop and start to speculate wildly.

"These guys are so brave!"

"Brilliant!"

"Are you playing tricks on me? Do you really think the most dangerous place is the safest place?"

An old man smoking a pipe didn't even go to the market, but sat down on the stone block opposite, intending to watch the fun.

"Young man, why are you setting up a stall here?"

There were many enthusiastic people in the crowd watching the excitement. After watching for a while, they couldn't help their curiosity and asked Chen Yansen.

"few people."

Chen Yansen answered briefly and directly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he went back to the work at hand.

"This is an inspection station. How can we allow you to set up a stall?"

"The young man looks good, but unfortunately his brain is not very good."

"Just wait, someone will chase them away soon, and they might even have to pay another fine!"

Passersby pointed and talked, with expressions of gloating on their faces.

Chen Yansen was busy with his own business as if nothing had happened. He took out a thick stack of promotional posters, two roll-up banners and a coin box from the material box. Then he took out a loudspeaker and said "Hello, hello, hello" as if no one was around. He was obviously adjusting the microphone volume.

Ten minutes later, the booth took shape.

A two-meter-wide folding table is piled high with MP3s and MP4s, with a roll-up display stand on each side.

On the left is a message saying 'Must-grab at the market! Meimo Clearance Sale!', and on the right is a message saying 'Factory Direct! Free Bluetooth Headset!'

On the front was a large printed poster with the words 'Blue Demon MP3 (with free wired headphones) Crazy Price: 49 Yuan!' and 'Blue Demon MP4 (with free Bluetooth headphones) Crazy Price: 199 Yuan!'

The font is bigger than a washbasin, and even the auntie across the street can see it clearly.

"Mouse, get to work!"

Chen Yansen said confidently, holding up the megaphone.

"No... no problem, I'm ready."

Wang Zihao took a deep breath and tried his best to control his body, but his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his lips were bitten white.

On the other hand, Wang Ziyan, the youngest, had a face full of smiles and didn't look nervous at all.

"As expected of Mogen Chase's youngest CEO in Asia, Wang Zihao's brains are no match for hers."

Chen Yansen saw all this and couldn't help but complain secretly.

"Come, come, come! Uncles and aunts, handsome men and beautiful women from Chongqiao, all look over here!"

Chen Yansen grinned and shouted into the loudspeaker.

Passersby all looked over at once, and some young people who were interested in MP3 and MP4 immediately gathered around.

There were circles and circles of black people, at least two or three hundred people.

Seeing this, Wang Zihao's thighs trembled even more violently.

"Hello everyone, we are the staff of Yangcheng Meimo Electronics Factory. We came to Chongqiao Town today mainly to bring benefits to the villagers!"

"MP3 music players originally priced at 290, 390, and 490 are all on sale today for 49 yuan! Clearance sale!"

"Data cables, earphones, storage bags, all free!" "Unbeatable price! Unbeatable price! MP4s originally priced at 690, 890, or 990 are only 199 today. They can be used for music and movies, and the battery lasts a long time. Only 100 units available! First come, first served!"

"Buy an MP4 player for my son so he can learn English listening on the go! Get an MP3 player for my daughter so she can listen to music and stay energetic during her morning run! And get one for my parents so they can enjoy opera and crosstalk every day!"

As soon as Chen Yansen opened his mouth, all kinds of advertising slogans came out like a spring, which could not be stopped.

After all, in his previous life, Mr. Chen was best at training female anchors, so he was naturally familiar with these sales tactics.

Huang Boxiang, who originally had some doubts about his identity, immediately dispelled all his doubts after hearing his fluent speech.

"This MP3 thing, I remember it cost two or three hundred in the county, right?"

"It's so cheap, there must be something fishy going on!"

"Since they dare to sell it in front of the inspection station, it means they are confident in the quality of their products!"

"199 isn't expensive. My daughter keeps asking for it!"

"Who cares! An MP3 player is only 49 yuan. At worst, I'll just have to eat a few less bowls of beef soup!"

The potential customers who were persuaded by Chen Yansen immediately whispered to each other.

In the past three to five years, as Chinese music reached its final peak, MP3 and MP4 became extremely popular in middle schools, and everyone is familiar with their prices.

Compared with the digital stores in the county, Chen Yansen's quotation is undoubtedly very favorable.

"This guy is right! It's only the price of a barbecue meal, and it's a special offer of 49! If you miss it today, you'll have to wait another year!"

“Try it on site, don’t pay if you’re not satisfied!”

Chen Yansen went on to add that the sentence "If you are not satisfied, you don't pay" completely dispelled everyone's concerns.

"Hey boy, get me one! I want white headphones!"

"If you buy two MP4 players, can you give me a Bluetooth headset as a gift?"

"This is really well made, the quality is better than the one I bought before for over 400 yuan!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't grab it! I got it first!"

The crowd of onlookers blocked the booth so tightly that no one could get through. They kept hearing the urging of "last 100 units" and could no longer hold back. They waved money in their hands and started to choose eagerly, fearing that they would not be able to buy it.

"Is this it?"

Wang Zihao was stunned, his face full of disbelief. He had imagined many possibilities, but never expected that the business would be so good that people would rush to buy it.

"Study hard, you have to go to school on your own the day after tomorrow!"

Chen Yansen chuckled and joked with a joking look on his face.

At the same time, he also knows that once the 4G network is fully rolled out, smartphones and mobile networks become widely popular, and the information gap is reduced, this way of making money will no longer appear.

"Me? Are you kidding me? I'm not capable of that!"

Wang Zihao pointed at himself and confirmed repeatedly in disbelief, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Do you want to rely on me for the rest of your life? I'm not your biological father."

Chen Yansen curled his lips and made Wang Zihao look embarrassed.

"It's not impossible."

Wang Zihao scratched his head and said with a grin.

"Hey! You two bastards, please stop chatting and help me!"

Wang Ziyan, who was busy loading and packing the goods, cursed angrily.

"Hey, here I come!"

Wang Zihao raised his head and hurriedly responded. Then he picked up a box of new goods and put it on the table with a bang, shouting, "Last 100 units left! Be quick or you'll miss out!"

"Stop, stop, stop! Who told you to set up a stall here?"

Just as they were selling enthusiastically, a loud voice suddenly roared, instantly suppressing all the noise.

After saying that, a middle-aged man in uniform parted the crowd and strode over.

(End of this chapter)