1993 Glamour at a Glance

Chapter 59

Lin Qixia's act of inviting Song Yang home made Song Yang reveal his heart.

After the last life, pure sincerity became rarer and rarer.Song Yang didn't marry anyone again. It's not that Song Yang has never experienced women of all colors, either because of impulse or for material things.

But now that he has a completely different life, he has the opportunity to let the original good relationship not be destroyed by the daily necessities of the material world in the brightest youthful years of his life.

This is also another serious attitude towards life.

After eating, Lin Qixia made tea again.

He said that the main thing he would do in school was the scorching sun advertisement.

"...This industry was only opened to private enterprises at the beginning of this year. Now, whether it is state-owned enterprises or private enterprises, the competition is becoming more and more fierce. There are still very few companies in the industry. As long as I become famous, basically all of them Someone asked me to help."

"Other people invite you..." Lin Qixia understood some implication, at least he didn't have to treat others in favor of some customers for business, "You are very confident in this line of business?"

"Of course. This time at the Weifang Woolen Garment Factory, I won one of the most powerful advertisers in the industry." Song Yang's eyes are full of confidence, "When I finish this year's event, I will be famous. It will really be sent out. At that time, I will hire someone to go outside to contact the business, and I only need to be responsible for the most core things here in Yanjing."

"The activity you mentioned is related to suits and BP machines?" Lin Qixia paused, "You said earlier that you want me to start a business with your parents, is that what you mean?"

The bowl was washed by Shen Qingxue, and she was sitting beside her expecting and curious.

Song Yang thought for a while and said: "That's right. This time, I ordered a total of 5500 suits, and the average factory cost was 55 yuan. 5000 BP machines, the factory cost was 420 yuan. This suit is very special. The set over there sold for 288. I used better fabrics, and I will prepare a set priced at 380, using the brand name I helped them get, Provis.”

Among the current domestic suits, some famous brands and some high-end items can sell for three to four thousand sets. A set of 380 can only be said to be the entry price of mid-range suits.

Although the price is slightly higher than the special sale, is it unreasonable to send a BP machine?
"380?" Lin Qixia frowned, "It's hard to sell, the new brand is not well-known."

Song Yang smiled and got to the point: "I will definitely grab it. Because, as long as I buy a set of clothes, I will give you a BP machine."

Both Lin Qixia and Shen Qingxue hadn't heard of his idea before, but when they heard this, they couldn't help opening their mouths.

"Isn't that a 40 yuan loss? More than that, there are other costs..."

"That's right, we need to rent a venue, labor, and other taxes and fees." Song Yang nodded and said with a smile, "Auntie, I wanted to see if you would like to help organize the store at that time. This After the event is over, I can earn enough money to form a joint venture with Wang Bo at Weifang, and my family has its own factory. If you want to take the model of a brand store in the future, you are very good at this.”

"But isn't this a loss of money?" Lin Qixia couldn't figure it out.

Only then did Song Yang introduce the line of the paging station and the method of refunding the paging fee.

Lin Qixia took a deep breath: "That is to say, you have ordered your suit and BP machine now, but if you can't talk about the paging station, you will be willing to return the paging fee to you, and if you can guarantee that the money will arrive in time..."

"This is the next thing I have to solve. This planned marketing campaign is only the last link!" Song Yang is very confident, "In order to attract customers, private paging stations may have lower network access fees and paging fees. A little. But now whoever has the upper hand will be able to develop the best. I have 5000 units to designate which one to enter the network at a stretch, and I have bargaining chips in my hand.”

Shen Qingxue couldn't help but worry when she heard this, whether she will lose or make a profit depends on whether the last link can be resolved.

"Over the paging station, do you have any clues?" Lin Qixia asked.

Song Yang shook his head: "There will be results at the end of the month, which ones will get the first batch of licenses, let's discuss with each other later."

Lin Qixia was thoughtful, but she just nodded and said nothing.

"Auntie, if I talk about it, will you help organize the store and activities?"

Lin Qixia shook her head and smiled, "It's better not to do this. I know what you mean, but it's best not to make things complicated for the time being between the two families."

"...Mom." Shen Qingxue whispered.

Song Yang thought about it and laughed again: "I see. Qingxue, this is actually good."

She who takes her daughter so seriously probably doesn't want the two families to have interest disputes now.

The two juniors simply get along with each other based on their feelings and don't need to have other worries. This is clean.

For Shen Qingxue, it was also tough.

Lin Qixia also expressed that she has no business ambitions, so Song Yang should understand what she values ​​more.

Hearing what Song Yang said, Lin Qixia stood up with confidence: "Sleep in the guest room at night."

Shen Qingxue also helped Song Yang clean up the guest room with her in a special mood.

This room was originally used as Shen Qingxue's father's study.

Now, Lin Qixia has turned this room into a guest room, even though there are almost no guests at home.

Lin Qixia didn't want Shen Qingxue to live in the memories of the past.

Therefore, take out new sheets, take a thin quilt, as well as electric fans and mosquito coils.

"……See you tomorrow."

After Song Yang finished washing, Shen Qingxue stood at the door, looking at him with bright eyes, sweat dripped from the tip of her nose, and her mouth was pursed sweetly.

"Well, good night, see you tomorrow."

This is to see you tomorrow as soon as the door opens.

What mood did Shen Qingxue fall asleep with today?What kind of dream did you build later?

The cicadas outside the building didn't know that they were still neighing late at night.

……

Once a year, the university has come to the beginning of the semester.

Although the main entrance of Yanda University in people's impression is the antique gate, in fact, the main entrance is the south gate.

At this moment, outside the south gate is like a construction site.

Lin Qixia and the two came to the school to report. When they arrived at the school gate, Song Yang had to part with them temporarily.

In fact, they don't need to report, because the entrance ceremony was held in Shimenzhuang last year.

But they still have to go through many things in the reception of freshmen, including assigning dormitories and getting familiar with the campus environment.

On the main road leading directly from the south gate to the north, the tall Chinese pagoda tree has dense branches and leaves, and the green shade is connected to form a promenade, making this road the best reception venue for new students.

Between the trees, there are often two or three small wooden tables, with a banner hanging behind it, which says XX Department.

At the table, there are freshmen teachers sitting or standing, and senior students from various departments to help.

After Song Yang found the "Freshman Reception Station" of the Chinese Department, he saw Bian Kai was already waiting there.

"Teacher Bian, long time no see!" Song Yang arrived lightly, without even a bag in his hand.

After arriving here just now, he first took Lin Qixia and Shen Qingxue to the house he rented, and put his luggage inside.

Lin Qixia and Shen Qingxue could only feel numb to the fact that he had borrowed 3 yuan from the head teacher of his class so that the couple could change houses.

This guy cannot be viewed with common sense.

Bian Kai turned his head to look at him, and then said to another teacher, "It's in my class. Song Yang, this is Teacher Yu from the 93 freshman class."

"Hello, Teacher Yu." Song Yang hurriedly said hello.

"You came quite early. You are here empty-handed. You are also familiar with me at school. After paying the fee, I will help you!"

Bian Kai couldn't help but say that he had sent him a task, and when he came back after paying the fee, he handed him a small horn, "Go to the south gate to find the seniors from the Chinese Department, welcome new students."

The weather was still very hot at the end of August, and each university arranged buses at the train station to bring the freshmen to the school one by one.

Song Yang found the senior who was holding a signboard of the Chinese Department, and greeted him with a small horn: "Hello senior, I'm in level 92, and the teacher asked me to help."

He said he was a brother, but his hair was so long.It should have been washed well, but now it is sweaty and looks a little oily.

"Level 92? What's your name?"

"Song Yang. Where's the senior brother?"

"Hu Dong, call me Huzi."

"But you don't have a beard."

Hu Dong reached out and smoothed his middle-parted long hair behind his ears again: "Isn't this what it is? Can you write poetry?"

"……Won't."

"Are you interested?"

"...Brother, are you from the Poetry Club?"

"It's the May [-]th Literature Club!" Hu Dong corrected seriously, "How can someone from the Department of Chinese not know how to write poetry?"

Song Yang thought about it, and said another meaning of not being able to: "I can learn."

Hu Dong was very satisfied, and patted him on the shoulder: "Turn back to 28 on the 207th floor to find us."

A long bus stopped at the door, Hu Dong held up the sign high, and then said a little excitedly: "Yell!"

When he shook his head, his long hair fluttered, and a drop of sweat fell on Song Yang's face.

At this time, the brothers from other departments opened their voices to express their enthusiasm, Song Yang also raised the horn and put it to his mouth: "Welcome new students!"

(End of this chapter)