Rebirth Turn of the Century

  Chapter 38 Give me 100 pieces of memory

  Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, from 9:30 am to 10:00 am, is the time for the first big class to end the get out of class, and also the time to prepare for the second big class.

  On the square in front of the teaching building, this time period is the most crowded time. Those who are in get out of class go to the teaching building and those who are after class go to the dormitory building. People come and go, it is very lively.

   Slowly, the crowd gradually quieted down, and slowly, the crowd formed a circle with a diameter of ten meters, and there was a person standing in the circle.

  Some people say that three generations cultivate a nobleman. But a pair of university professors spent more than ten years cultivating such a person in front of them.

   His surname is Shuaishuai, and he is a junior in the Mechanical Department. All the college girls in Kyoto know that there is such a lovely person in the Jingji Academy.

   No one knew where to see him until the Leisure Club appeared. Now, membership cards for leisure clubs are priceless.

   He just stood there, ordinary slacks, a white stand-up collar shirt, and Converse canvas shoes. Stand out for being gentle, stand out for being clean, and stand out for a sweet feeling in your heart. Yes, it's that smooth.

  Kiko just stood there, no one paid any attention to him outside the crowd. But he was sweating profusely, and turned his head to look at Li Yong who was holding the camera: "Otherwise, let's change."

  Li Yong immediately put the camera in his hands and picked up the packaging on the ground.

  Xiko thought about it with the camera in her hand, and gave herself a slap in the face. Will the girls tear herself apart and then grab the camera?

   "Why didn't Lao Zhao come?"

   "He's the boss!"

   "Why doesn't the boss pay us?"

  Li Yong thought about it and said, "Does it count as an increase in knowledge? Does a meal card that will never end up count? Does the mobile phone in our hands count?"

  Xiko rubbed her slightly bloated belly and nodded with satisfaction: "Why don't you discount it?"

   "I only know that he is really good for us, anyway, I'm not stupid! Let's go, either surrounded by girls or scolded by Lao Zhao, you choose one!"

  Kiko thought about it, and quickly followed.

This is a simple advertisement. Li Yong walked up to Dashuaishuai, unpacked the package in front of everyone, and took out the red second-hand case inside. Dashuaishuai looked surprised and handed it to Li Yong 2,500 yuan, and then ran back to the dormitory with the chassis.

   In a scene, Li Yong and Xizi made guest appearances, and Dashuaishuai played the leading role. A traffic niche advertisement more than ten years later was born silently in a second-class undergraduate school in Beijing, and then swept the entire Kyoto campus.

Within an hour and a half after   , 30 red cases, 10 blue and 15 black cases prepared by Zhao Song were sold out. Not a single monitor was sold.

   The girl from the Information College on the opposite side burst into tears because she was one step late. Zhao Song didn't laugh at it, he watched the figure of the handsome man entering the student office. Such a person is worth the girls crying.

  After graduating from university, the school found his forgotten receipt in Dashuaishuai's dormitory. During his four-year college career, he donated more than 70,000 yuan to the school's poor students.

  Da Shuai Shuai receives an average of 3,000 living expenses per month. His aunt, his aunt, his aunt, his cousin, and his cousin always send him money every month without saying hello.

   Director Hong stood beside Zhao Song, looked at the handsome man in the distance, and sighed: "I really hate it, how can there be such a person?"

   "I want to know too." Zhao Song cursed, "His parents are amazing."

   "Your parents are also very good, Xiao Zhao." Director Hong patted his shoulder.

   Zhao Song grinned without refuting, and said to Director Hong, "Uncle, how are you thinking?"

   "Let my eldest nephew go, be down-to-earth, hardworking, and passionate. It totally meets your requirements."

   "Okay, anyway, I will poach you sooner or later! Let the eldest nephew go to 7/11 to work for half a month, and then come back to work."

   Director Hong laughed loudly: "When you can give me a division-level treatment, I will definitely go with you."

   Zhao Song shrugged helplessly.

  …………

   With the release of the humble advertisement of the Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, the 11th channel of the Zhonghai Electronics Market, the six-meter counter of Zhao Song. Also put on a three-color chassis, Pentium first-generation cpu, 64m memory, 16m graphics card, priced at 2800.

  Zhao Song is completely opposite to other shopkeepers. The shopkeeper's spare parts list in the school is always three to five hundred more expensive than the market, which mainly serves as an advertisement. Zhao Song is to do the market first, and then guarantee the word of mouth.

   He understands these energetic college students, Zhongguancun is so close, and there are many ways for them to receive information, so they naturally know the prices in the market very well.

  When he first made a brand-new computer in the Beijing Institute of Computer Science, Zhao Song dared to lower the total price by one or two hundred and delivered it to his door. All the accessories were unpacked and assembled on the spot to make the system. In use within a month, the system will be reinstalled free of charge if there is a problem. Of course, if this were in China Shipping, such an approach would be resisted by the entire market.

   After a few months of market development, among the students of the Beijing Institute of Computer Science, a common sense has been formed-buying a computer, looking for Zhao Song, it is cheap and trouble-free without losing money.

   The business at the counter was very good. When Zhao Song arrived, Ding Tao and the three had already sent away 9 batches of customers.

   "Boss, nine consoles have been sold so far." Ding Tao said quickly when he saw Zhao Song.

   "How many copies are left?" All the assembled hosts, Zhao Song, have to come to a 24-hour copying machine, which is why he dares to promise a 3-month warranty for the whole machine. ,

   "18 units." Ding Tao answered without hesitation, he completed all the copy machines.

   Zhao Song nodded, he was so satisfied with Ding Tao, he worked hard without complaining, and kept improving in everything he did. The management of the two fellow villagers is also very similar. How can such a person be so blushing and speechless when facing customers? Stranger phobia?

   "Find two more market workers from your hometown to be responsible for delivery." The counter is already on the right track, and Zhao Song doesn't want to affect his money-making plans because of the shortage of personnel. Now is not the time for him to go it alone.

  128M is approaching the 500 mark. A considerable number of consumers have been rushed to 11-channel by the high memory price. The 11-channel, which has been deserted for a period of time, is gradually returning to its former prosperity.

   When Director Qin came here, Zhao Song was packing two mainframes, one red, one basket, and two second-hand monitors, and they were going to be delivered to the tyrannical girl of Beijing University.

   "Xiao Zhao, busy."

   "Uncle Qin has something to do?"

   "Xiao Zhao, as you know, the market has to deal with the spare parts left by a batch of merchants who have returned to the counter at a low price every six months. This year, it has been advanced."

"How many?"

   "A lot, 486, 586 are a lot."

   Zhao Song nodded, outdated electronic products are not easy to sell.

   "It's all in the 001 warehouse next to you. It's 40% off the second-hand market price, and the total price is 300,000." Manager Qin frowned and said, "If you want it, it's all yours."

   Zhao Song happily did not speak, and said in his heart: "Old fox, what's wrong with holding back?"

"Our boss, when we were busy developing Dinghuo, still didn't forget China Shipping. He asked us to guard China Shipping for the last two years. He said that China Shipping has never cheated on shops and consumers in the last two years. Can't even do it!"

   Director Qin was very distressed: "This time, I don't know how to guard, nothing happened, and I don't understand how those people who draw candlesticks play."

   "I don't know either," Zhao Song looked at Director Qin: "Either the price of parts will increase, or the memory factory will catch fire, or there will be natural disasters and man-made disasters. What's wrong this time, Director Qin, I don't understand either!"

"If you say this, it is the law of the market. We will not interfere if the memory is fired to the sky, but not this time!" Director Qin suddenly became firm: "Xiao Zhao, everyone in the market likes you, and it is up to you to play. Those flowers survived, and for a few months our turnover was on par with the Pacific Ocean opposite."

   "You can even call the security guard at the door, bro, and when the guys fight, you can say bro or uncle to persuade them to open."

   "Xiao Zhao, Uncle Qin really doesn't have any bad intentions this time. I hope you can bring the 11 channel up, and don't let the customers who come to the door have nothing to buy because of the memory."

   "I said hello to other counters, and I'll give it to you in advance this year. No one has any opinions. Just settle the bill at the end of June!" Master Qin said with a sincere expression, put down the key to the No. 1 warehouse, and strode away.

  Zhao Song rubbed his eyes and cursed in his heart: "Old bastard, I believe in your evil!"

  Suddenly the entire Zhonghai Market heard a roar that broke through the sky: "Yuanyuan, give me 100 pieces of memory!"

   A sharp female voice followed: "Brother Zhao Song, neither did I!"

   "No spanking!"

   "Zhao Song, you rascal!" Not even my brother called out.

   "How do you know my nickname is a hooligan?"

   Yuanyuan stopped talking.

   Zhao Song turned his head and said to Ding Tao: "From now on, we will not accept second-hand accessories, and we will get all the goods from the counters of friends and merchants." Zhao Song is worthy of this value.

  Without any unexpected news in the international market. In the afternoon, the memory exceeded 500, and the supply of 128M was cut off across the board. The counters in the market only have inventory for reselling, and shopkeepers have begun to follow the trend.

   Han Bing outside the market became active and began to warn some disobedient shopkeepers. Zhonghai Electronic Mall issued a second warning to memory suppliers, and security guards began to enter the Zhonghai market one after another at the Dingba construction site.

   Approaching the China Customs gate, Zhao Song received a call from Sister Dada and Xingsheng. The general agents of the three major brands of ASUS, GIGABYTE, and MSI stocked up in advance, and all the brand-new inventory products under the company will be supplied to Channel 11 at a 40% discount on the basis of the supply price.

   A computer is a whole product. It will not light up without one component. Someone is manipulating the market against the laws of the market, and someone will attack him.

  Total assets: trust, affirmation, return. and, 200,000

   (end of this chapter)