Yingzhou City.
As Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the nights in the north were already starting to feel a bit cool.
After putting the child to sleep, the young couple Zhao Chuanbing and his wife were going over last month's accounts.
Sales at the store were good last month; all 100 Shanchi electric mopeds were sold, and another twenty or thirty vehicles of other brands were also sold.
The two of them were a husband-and-wife team.
Zhao Chuanbing was responsible for purchasing goods, sales, and all miscellaneous tasks in the store, while his wife primarily took care of their child and managed the accounts.
The plan was to bring their parents over to look after the child's schooling once the child was a bit older.
By then, the couple could jointly operate the shop.
After finishing the accounts, the wife excitedly said to Zhao Chuanbing,
"Husband, after deducting rent, utilities, and various miscellaneous taxes, we made a net profit of about 50,000 yuan last month!"
This was their highest single-month income since opening; normally, a month would bring in only around 30,000, and during the off-season, it would sometimes be less than 20,000 yuan.
"If we can make 50,000 every month from now on, we'll earn 600,000 yuan a year! By then, we won't just be able to buy a house in the city, we might even be able to buy a shop,"
Gao Huirong said, full of anticipation.
"Hehe, speaking of it, it's still the sales brought by Shanchi. These vehicles offer great discounts, are reasonably priced, and sell exceptionally well, basically requiring no promotion. I originally thought 100 units would take about a month and a half to sell, but they sold out in less than a month."
"Yes, these vehicles sell too well. I used to think 100 units were a bit much, but now it seems like it's not enough."
"The second batch has arrived,"
Gao Huirong continued,
"and Mid-Autumn Festival is in two days. Should we also run a promotion like the manufacturer, perhaps giving away bags of rice or flour? What do you think, husband?"
Gao Huirong was increasingly convinced that promotions were an effective strategy.
She actually wanted to hold a lottery event like the manufacturer, but limited funds made it unfeasible.
So, giving away bags of rice or flour was a better alternative, making it more affordable for car buyers and significantly reducing promotional costs.
Zhao Chuanbing looked at his wife somewhat puzzled.
"Why run a promotion when sales are already good? Even without our own promotion, the manufacturer's promotion plan makes them sell very well, doesn't it?"
"Are you silly? Don't you want to secure the agency for Yingzhou? Although the manufacturer currently says they're not doing any agencies, they definitely will in the future. Now is the time for us to leave a good impression on them, which might be beneficial for us to get the Yingzhou agency later."
The logic was instantly clear.
As soon as his wife explained, Zhao Chuanbing immediately understood.
"My monthly quota is 100 units, so if I sell them all in less than half a month, it's equivalent to claiming a sales champion title."
This would not only allow for more inventory orders and generate more profit but also leave a deep impression on the manufacturer.
When they open up secondary dealership rights, they will undoubtedly remember a store owner with such high sales.
"That makes sense. Then tomorrow I'll go buy some rice and flour, let's get the 10-jin bags. They're dozens of yuan a bag, and buying more makes them cheaper. Whatever we don't use, we can eat ourselves."
"Okay, tomorrow you go to the wholesale market to buy them, they should be cheaper there. How about 100 bags of rice and 100 bags of flour each?"
Zhao Chuanbing pondered for a moment and said,
"Alright, let's get 100 bags of each for now. While we're at it, I also need to buy some gifts for Mid-Autumn Festival to take back home. We can do it all tomorrow. Then you can go deliver them."
For office workers, holidays are a rare time for rest, but for merchants, holidays are no time to relax, as these are prime selling periods.
During holidays, wanting to reunite with family is a luxury.
"Mhm, after we pay off our debts in a couple of years, we'll buy another house. By then, husband, you can hire someone to help you look after the store, and you won't have to work so hard."
"It's alright, it's still manageable now, at least there's hope. I'm thinking if Shanchi could supply us with a larger volume, even if we can't get the Yingzhou agency, we should strive for a franchise store brand. This would definitely be beneficial for me too."
"Yes, these vehicles sell too well. What do you think the boss is thinking, investing so much but selling them so cheaply?"
"Ha, what else could he be thinking? Grabbing market share, of course. Otherwise, how could he compete with big brands like Xinri?"
"I heard the boss of this company is also from our Wancheng."
"Yes, from Yicheng, and supposedly only 20 years old. I just don't know if it's true. If it is, that's truly amazing,"
Zhao Chuanbing sighed.
Someone else at 20 could achieve so much, and what about himself? Men are always competitive.
Seeing this, his wife stood up and put her arm around Zhao Chuanbing's waist, saying,
"What's there to compare? Everyone has their own destiny. Besides, you're also amazing, husband. Aren't our lives getting better and better now?"
"Hehe, you're right. What's there to compare with such a person? No matter how amazing he is, he still hasn't married a wife like mine. Speaking of which, I'm pretty amazing too."
"Yes, yes, yes, husband, you're the best."
"Oh really? Come on, let me show you something even more amazing."
"Ah, we were talking so nicely, why are you acting like a hooligan now? Stop it, you'll wake the child."
"Who cares about him, that little brat steals my food every day, it's infuriating to watch."
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"So, Boss Tan is really impressive, isn't he? It's been less than a year," Li Manli exclaimed.
It was late and quiet, and several girls in the dormitory couldn't sleep.
They pestered Gu Qingqing to talk about how her Boss Tan started his business, ostensibly to help Gu Qingqing analyze what kind of person Boss Tan was, so they could offer advice on how Gu Qingqing should deal with him.
Everyone has a gossip-loving heart, let alone university students who are idle all day, energetic, and in the prime of their youth.
From Gu Qingqing, they learned that Tan Jincheng had not failed to get into university but had missed out due to an accident.
This very accident also shaped the Tan Jincheng of today; without it, Tan Jincheng would likely be a third-year university student now.
Speaking of which, he could be considered their xuezhang.
However, this "xuezhang" was truly impressive; in less than a year, he had started three companies, including a medium-sized factory, with a combined total of nearly three hundred employees.
"Definitely amazing. I've ridden Qingqing's little electric moped; though it's a bit big, it's quite easy to handle. If such vehicles can sell over 7,000 units a month, how much money must they be making?"
Zhao Wenjia also nodded and said.
Zhao Wenjia was petite, under 1.6 meters tall, and Shanchi's style indeed wasn't quite suited for her.
Gu Qingqing smiled,
"This model is a bit big, but I heard their company's next product will be a compact type, designed for urban groups, and it should go on sale in Yongcheng then."
"As for how much money they're making, only he and their company's finance department would know. But with sales of over 10 million a month, I imagine they're making a good amount. However, they are currently still operating at a loss due to the enormous initial investment costs."
"He tells you all this? This sounds like a business secret, he trusts you too much."
"He didn't tell me this privately; Qin Siyu asked out of curiosity that day when we were watching the Super Girl finale. And it shouldn't really count as a business secret, right? The factory is there, how many units it can produce in a day, and the market retail price are all public. Anyone can figure it out with a simple calculation."
"That's true. Even if he has 10 million in sales a month, that's 120 million in sales a year. Even if he only makes 10% profit, that's 10 million! Becoming a multimillionaire in just one year, isn't that incredible?"
"Yes, it's truly incredible,"
Gu Qingqing also exclaimed.
"A year ago, he only had 100,000 yuan and partnered with his friends to open a small trading company. I don't think his friends ever imagined all this, did they?"
A year, not too long, not too short.
What could you accomplish if given a year?
For a student like herself, it might just be completing a year of studies or getting a certificate.
Those with good grades might earn some scholarships, win a few awards, or gain some part-time job experience.
Those with poor grades, who dislike studying, would simply drift aimlessly through 365 days.
But no matter which category, they would be considered ordinary.
Office workers are unlikely to experience significant changes.
As for business owners, there might be considerable improvements, but achieving an output value of over 100 million from an initial scale of merely hundreds of thousands, like Tan Jincheng, is exceedingly rare.
"Hey, Qingqing, what's it like to date a future billionaire?"
"Huh? What are you saying? We're not dating yet."
"Oh, it's bound to happen sooner or later. So tell us, what's it like dating a future billionaire, who's currently a multimillionaire?"
This question was easy to answer.
Gu Qingqing smiled,
"Actually, you can't see any airs of a multimillionaire about him. In work, he certainly has a strong presence, but in everyday life, his whole demeanor is quite calm."
"He can take us to high-end restaurants, but also sit with us at roadside barbecue stalls to eat lamb skewers. His house is rented, too. Besides having a nice car, you really can't tell he's a multimillionaire."
"He still rents a house? That's amazing! You're not looking at him through rose-tinted glasses, are you?"
"Not at all. If you don't believe me, ask Qin Siyu and Zhao Xianbo. They went to his place that day too, and it was indeed a rented house. Before, he told us that house prices would definitely go up in the future and advised Qin Siyu to save money to buy a house after starting work. Qin Siyu even asked him why he didn't buy a few more units if he knew prices would rise."
"What did he say?"
"He said there was no need or necessity. He wasn't short on money and could buy a house anytime he wanted. There was no need to contend with ordinary people for the meager profits from a few houses."
Xu Manli's eyes widened.
"Awesome! That's a powerful thing to say!"
It was indeed quite powerful.
They say men like to brag and boast, but if the boasts can be realized, then it's quite charming.
Boss Tan was the kind of person who could make his boasts a reality.
Indeed, there was no need to hoard houses, because the land approval for Shanchi was highly likely to be granted by early next year.
By then, whether it was building their own factory or employee dormitories, it would be a massive project, and the appreciation of the land itself would far exceed that of a few houses.
(End of this chapter)
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