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Duan Xiu'e was confused by the students' chattering.

Before she could come back to her senses.

Another group of students flocked in to the store, and many of them came to the store for greeting cards.

It’s New Year’s Day soon, and the greeting card is something that cannot be eaten or drunk, but it cannot be saved.

Even if you want to save face, you can buy a few and give them to others.

But what they were originally going to buy was a postcard-style greeting card that costs 1 yuan and costs five.

But when he saw the double-faced plain white greeting cards that Yang Biao had placed on the counter in the store, and a few colorful ones, he immediately went crazy.

Before Duan Xiu'e could react, she took out more than ten pieces one by one, and her eyes almost fell into the greeting card.

I have to say that the greeting cards designed by Li Wenxiu are indeed much better in terms of visual effects than those card-style ones.

And double-faced.

Only when you open it can you write a few lines of blessings.

When you put it together, just by looking at it, it has much more visual effects than that card-style.

"Boss, how much does this kind of greeting card cost?"

“This greeting card looks so good!”

The students started to quarrel, but no one noticed that Duan Xiu'e's face was a little wrong.

They didn't know that she, the shop owner, had no ownership of these greeting cards at all.

The boss has no goods, and the students have already taken a fancy to it.

Yang Biao looked at Duan Xiu'e's face turned red and white, and her mind was also moving quickly.

Holding a few greeting cards on it, he simply lifted the cardboard box and looked at Duan Xiu'e.

"Boss, your greeting card is really sold for 1 yuan per card? It's a bit expensive! But it looks really good, and 1 yuan is worth it. I'll buy five."

After that, he actually took a 5-yuan banknote from his pocket and stuffed it into Duan Xiu'e.

Duan Xiu'e took the money from Yang Biao in a daze, but she didn't know what to do.

But as soon as he saw Duan Xiu'e receiving the money, the students in the store suddenly got crazy.

One by one, they squeezed over to the box and grabbed the greeting cards out handfuls. In a short while, they made a mess.

Yang Biao looked a little frightened, but he didn't stop him.

Take a gamble!

Duan Xiu'e also came back to her senses now.

But when she heard the price of 1 yuan per bill, she felt a little confused.

to be honest.

She was scared.

Just buy such a piece of paper for 1 yuan?

I really don't regard money as money.

But then she lost her temper again.

Although one dollar is expensive, one is expensive, but doing business is always a thing that is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

The greeting cards designed by Li Wenxiu have never appeared on the market. The emergence of any new thing often has only two results.

Either become a fashion darling or become a joke in the trash can.

This new style of New Year’s Day greeting card is undoubtedly the former.

Although the price of 1 yuan per card is a bit expensive, the huge consumer group of students has always been unaware of it by outsiders.

Even 20 years later, there will still be students who sell their various photos to buy an apple.

What's more, it's 1 yuan.

So after a while, Duan Xiu'e's house had already collected forty or fifty yuan. Until the class bell was ringing, the students in the store were all gone, and Duan Xiu'e was still feeling unconscious.

It is not good to collect the change in it, nor is it good to charge it if you don’t charge it.

This money is hot!

Yang Biao looked at Duan Xiu'e like that and felt secretly happy.

This person!

When luck comes, he can't stop it. If those groups of students weren't here, he wouldn't know what to do today.

However, this also gave Yang Biao a new idea.

"Sister, I look a little scared. The students are really amazing now!"

I said this without thinking.

Yang Biao didn't mention any greeting cards at all. Duan Xiu'e was stunned, but her mind was also active.

At least she has been doing business for many years. With the crazy appearance of the students just now, she naturally knew that this kind of greeting card had a market and a very marketable one.

Originally, she thought that it was impossible to sell one yuan per card, but in just a short while, she actually sold fifty or sixty pieces.

Even if she only earns 20 cents per piece, she can still spend more than ten yuan.

This is simply a robbery of money!

"Okay, don't give me a ecstasy soup, give me a wholesale price for the greeting card."

The retail price of 1 yuan per bill is definitely not changed now, so Duan Xiu'e has to try to lower the cost.

When she heard that she felt relieved, Yang Biao naturally hurriedly got up.

"Sister, I'm going to tell you that the cost of printing this thing is 50 cents per piece. I run down and the gas is a lot.

I don’t make too much money for you. If you sell one dollar each, we will make 20 cents each. I will send you the goods and give you 80 cents each.”

"80 cents are too expensive, less!"

"Sister, if I don't have to leave this trip, it will be useless. You can't watch me get frozen in the cold weather. Besides, this money is not what I earn, the 20 cents I earn are still from the boss.

At most, I will earn three or five hundred yuan a month.”

No matter what Duan Xiu'e said, Yang Biao just beat the price to 80 cents to death. In fact, Duan Xiu'e also knew that since the retail price of 1 yuan was something this guy insisted on, it would be difficult to lower the price.

If I had just picked up the things myself early in the morning, maybe I could have had some talk.

But I didn't move and didn't say anything, but I was still passive.

But if it really costs 80 cents per bill, she would be a little unwilling to accept it.

The two of them suddenly froze.

When Yang Biao saw that there was a show, he immediately stared at Duan Xiu'e with a hint of dismay on his face.

"Otherwise, sister, I'll call back and ask. If the boss agrees, I will make the decision to make him one cent cheaper or 7 cents a bill. Do you think this will be true?"

Originally, Duan Xiu'e couldn't bite her as soon as she saw her, but she felt a little relieved. When she heard this, she could not agree.

He nodded immediately.

Even the phone was brought up from behind the counter.

Yang Biao was not polite either. He immediately called the store and said a few words to Wang Caixia in a daze.

"Okay, then I'll just tell her."

Hang up the phone.

As soon as Yang Biao looked up, he saw Duan Xiu'e looking expectant, and he didn't delay.

"Sister, I asked the boss that the price can be reduced by one cent less, but it depends on how much you want. If it is less than 2,000, the boss will not agree."

Duan Xiu'e's mind immediately turned around when she heard this.

2000 greeting cards!

Although Shili Middle School is called a middle school, the junior high school and high school are together. There are not many people in the high school, and there are only three classes in one grade, and there are only about 600 students in total.

However, the number of junior high school students is relatively large, and the whole school has nearly 1,500 students.

She has sold this greeting card in previous years, so it is normal to sell six or seven hundred pieces on New Year's Day.

Moreover, in addition to their grocery store, there are three other stores near the school. If you count this way, there will definitely be 2,000 pictures, but they sell those postcards.

But if she wants to sell 2,000 copies per person, she has to ensure that there are no other stores that have to be sold.
Chapter completed!