I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 150

There is a small open-air square across the street from the Hua Consulate.

When Uncle Cheng took Jing Xiaoqiang past there yesterday, he joked like a treasure: "People in Shanghai say that all the chess players in the garden in the middle of the street are spies..."

At that time, the two brothers laughed and walked by.

But obviously Lu's mother didn't think so: "That place is very complicated, it is necessary to give you some support."

On the contrary, Jing Xiaoqiang thought it was quite good, he had nothing to hide, and he would not bring the girl there for anything.

If it is really from the art troupe or other places to support some people.

Tsk tsk, this music bar is not an all-you-can-eat problem, no one can touch it.

The former vice president of the theater fully agreed.

Mother-in-law and son-in-law... Oh no, to be precise, it should be the new team leader and the key team members who are looking forward to the next year's work in a friendly manner.

The key point is to link performance plans with colleges and universities.

This is probably the main performance of Lu's mother next year.

Because it seems that Jing Xiaoqiang has reached the peak of his personal performance in one blockbuster.

And then try to release three to five new works. There is no burden in this aspect, because just one "Blue Sky Rhapsody" is enough for Jing Xiaoqiang to sing all over the world for a year, and he can still lift a cannonball box, right?

Now Jing Xiaoqiang can be regarded as a member of the serious work unit.

When it was over, Lu's mother asked him if he wanted to get a military license plate.

Jing Xiaoqiang quickly waved his hand again: "This car is so ostentatious that I don't want to drive it. Let's think of a way later, and change to a more simple scooter when we have more money."

Lu's mother was obviously wondering how his consciousness was so high that he didn't need to talk to the political commissar.

They were still eating and chatting in the cafeteria. After eight o'clock, Jing Xiaoqiang went back to the dance school to find a Cadillac in the dark, and drove home.

I also admired the outline of the old bungalows with the lights on on the road, feeling comfortable with the real name of finally owning real estate in Shanghai...

Just too big.

And the iron fence door looks like it will hire a porter to take care of the door in the future?

This shit...isn't it capitalism, and the red and professional art troupe members definitely wouldn't do this, right?

But it's too LOW for me to go down and open the door of a mansion for myself.

I happily parked in the yard, and there is a garage at the corner of the building, which has been used as a utility room or an independent family for many years, and it can park two cars when it is cleaned up.

That was the design plan seven or eighty years ago or even earlier, what a rich family.

It's still the kind of Steepunk who can hang bodyguards on both sides.

Jumping a few steps briskly and pushing open the door, Jiang Guizhang was already waiting desperately.

Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered, and went back to take out the big-name clothes bag that Bai Lianting bought at that time from the trunk as a luggage bag. The most important thing was to unpack the luxurious big-name packaging of the LV bag and put it inside.

With samples, this thing is very intuitive.

The manager of the country soil turtle factory is amazed at how far the luxurious packaging of capitalism can go.

But it's impossible for shirts to be so noble in a frenzied way, it's a bit like buying a box for a pearl.

Jiang Guizhang is very skillful in calculating how much the current shirt costs, and the packaging is several times more expensive!
Jing Xiaoqiang suggested that he can make the handbags and packing boxes of ordinary big-name clothes. The thickness of the white cardboard and the high standard requirements of the printing process can bring a completely different sense of quality. On sheep, it is not impossible for shirts to sell for one or two hundred.

Jiang Guizhang was frightened again: "One or two hundred shirts?! Where can anyone buy them here!"

The monthly salary in a small place is only one or two hundred!

Jing Xiaoqiang still meant the same thing: "I don't recommend high consumption, but the brand should be considered expensive. You can have two series. The high-end packaging can be given away, and the simple packaging...you can call it For domestic sales that are exported to domestic sales, six to seventy-one pieces, right, the packaging must be all in English, come, let me help you write..."

Ask Jing Xiaoqiang to fully describe the brand operation plan. He doesn't understand, but at least he has seen a lot.

Now that I have a template in hand, it is very clear.

Jiang Guizhang was so grateful that he kept scratching his head and didn't know how to express it: "I also brought dozens of shirts for your daily use. Our... is also a debt operation, and there is nothing to express. There is also ours. Kohlrabi brought you dozens of catties, if you like to eat it, I will often ask them to bring it to you when they deliver..."

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't have that much demand for shirts, and kohlrabi was okay, healthy and green food. He suddenly thought: "Is there a fur wholesale market over there?"

Jiang Guizhang is very familiar with this: "Yes, yes, tanning leather with hydrochloric acid nitration method was a unique business before the liberation of our neighboring county. Many workshops were later merged with the state. In fact, we made shirts because we used to supply them with accessories. The tradition of making cloth linings, now after the opening, they all come out to do it themselves, the most famous one is to open a store on Lai Sujing Road, and the snow wolf fur sells like crazy, and you have to queue up for tickets!"

Jing Xiaoqiang just confirmed that there is a place to consume: "You see, this is the power of the brand."

Jiang Guizhang is really stuck at the hurdle that can be seen but not touched: "Exactly! There are dozens of small workshops in the next county, and only Xuelang's brand is thriving. A few years ago, we were ahead, but now we are far behind. Far away from the gap, hurry up."

He skillfully translated those words into English, and even drew the packaging style, marked the details, and the font configuration of cursive and bold.

In Jing Xiaoqiang's mind, he wondered if this was another patchwork business.

At this time, Uncle Cheng came back with Lao Kong's car from outside, and the boss of Media Asia was also amazed at the mansion compound, feeling that Jing Xiaoqiang was going to become a capitalist.

While talking, the packaging of the Dior sports underwear he took out far exceeded the level of the shirt factory.

After all, Jing Xiaoqiang told MIYA that the packaging should be upscale when he first made it, and when he took Yang Xiaoe away, he made detailed requirements based on the Dior brand.

The packaging that came out was pretty good!

Lao Kong also specially brought the display sample that he said would sell for 999, embroidery...

Isn't it easy to deliberately increase the cost? Do a lot of exquisite embroidery on underwear.

This is the characteristic of Suzhou embroidery.

Jing Xiaoqiang looked at it and praised: "No problem! How many goods I have brought, I will put them in the store behind Shanghai [-] to try tomorrow!"

Lao Kong Haomai: "Two hundred pieces of Dior's 499, all with a little embroidery, there are not so many samples, two thousand pieces of MIYA, very simple colors, two styles of 49 and 89, two prices, if it is really easy to sell us Just get rid of the machine production!"

Jing Xiaoqiang saw Jiang Guizhang who was full of envy next to him, and suddenly thought of it: "How about it, I will give you five pieces of Dior and [-] pieces of MIYA first, and try to find a place for your sales business, and the price will be refunded... How much can you give them?"

Old Kong was even more bold: "Half!"

Jing Xiaoqiang really wanted to cover his mouth, can't we save some more?
In fact, Jiang Guizhang is an expert, so he picked it up and took a closer look: "Your workmanship is still good, you have also done export products, tsk tsk, the power of this brand is really the next step with the help of Comrade Xiaoqiang, it is very authentic to get [-]% off, okay ,let me try."

Jing Xiaoqiang emphasized to him: "Lao Kong is only in charge of production, and I am only in charge of the brand. Your sales channels have been expanded. In addition to selling shirts, you will also sell sports underwear. They are all selling anyway. The payment from both parties should be able to help you soon. Settle the debt, right?"

Jiang Guizhang was so excited that he wanted to go back overnight to make new packaging.

The power of example is infinite!
Uncle Cheng wanted to take two and go back to show that he was doing business.

But Jing Xiaoqiang is not yet sure of her daughter's size.

It just so happened that Yu Shufan came down from upstairs right now.

In this L-shaped corner building, the main entrance of the living room is at the corner. The grand hall and the atrium stairs branch to the left and right, just like a big family.

Graduate students from the Conservatory of Music walked down wearing a coat, which is still very elegant.

Then I saw four men pinching and pinching with a pile of underwear.

Don't be too obscene with this picture...

She was so scared that she almost bounced back upstairs.

Fortunately, Jing Xiaoqiang has a thick skin: "Are you ready to go back, do you want Uncle Cheng to drop by?"

It's almost ten o'clock.

Yu Shufan hated it very much: "No, no, I'll go back by myself. The box over there was delivered by the petrochemical plant during dinner."

Jump and run away.

Oh oh oh, Jing Xiaoqiang hurried over to open it, two cartons of [-] bottles... what kind of packaging is this!

Now even Jiang Guizhang could see that he was going to die.

It is the level of domestic baby cream, is it worthy of the name of LV?

Porcelain white bottle with red cap, stick a paper label on it!
Lao Kong also shook his head: "This is definitely not possible, this company must have never made export products!"

Jing Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, he still had to go again tomorrow, and he had to spend a lot of money.

The money has been collected. Isn’t this a brand-name thing? Both parties are sorry.

We are gold medal patchworkers.

So early the next morning, Jing Xiaoqiang called Jiang Guizhang who was also laying the floor in the house.

I will share Lao Kong and his driver who live in the guest house outside.

The two cars drove to the street after Shanghai Baibai.

Lu Xi was wrapping up that black coat and wearing slippers to buy oil outside. It could be seen how much she liked this dress.

Seeing Jing Xiaoqiang throwing food to Yang Xiaoe in a panic, she ran upstairs: "No makeup!"

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't hold back the runaway little wild horse.

I had no choice but to move the goods to the store first and explain to Yang Xiaoe that this super expensive sample is hung here only to be seen and not to be moved. It is estimated that no one will buy it and hang it here. These are for sale. Give it a try. This is a Dior poster. Poster photos posted here.

A factory manager, an owner of a processing plant, and Jia Lao Kong's driver all rolled up their sleeves with Jing Xiaoqiang.

Lu Xi still moved quickly, and rushed down again: "I recruited four salespersons to try it out, but we agreed to only have two people, and see how it goes... This brand has come out! Look good!"

She has worked in an airline company before, so she has the way of thinking of a formal enterprise, and she will not recruit people in a hurry.

What Jing Xiaoqiang thought was, taking advantage of Jiang Guizhang's light bulb: "Let's go, Xiao'e, familiarize yourself with it, here are three sizes, if someone really buys it, you can have an interview behind this door... We are going to visit today Leather Market."

Lu Xi was overjoyed!

(End of this chapter)