Super Tycoon

"I jump, I jump again, I... a stone came out of nowhere!"

Jia Tao watched his villain in blue pants die, with a look of annoyance. He played this level more than once, why did he die every time? Why are Zhang Yang's characters never okay?

"Calm down, thirty people are not enough to lend me."

Jia Tao gulped down two gulps of soda: "Forget it, I'll play tank battles when you're all dead. I'm better at that. Hey, the results of the high school entrance examination will be announced in two days, and the class dinner should be settled by then." Bar?"

"Why, tired of staying at home?"

"No, I just miss my classmates, don't you?"

Zhang Yang glanced sideways at Jia Tao. You can go to anyone you want. Most of them are from the county town, and you can get there by pedaling a bicycle.

It can be seen from this summer vacation that Jia Tao will still become a gamer in the future.

"Let's go, go for a stroll, let the TV and game consoles rest, and I'll treat you to lunch at noon." What if Jia Tao is crazy about playing, tired of studying, and can't get into college in the future?

He didn't want to ruin Jia Tao's friendship for two lifetimes. In the future, playing games can be regarded as a job, but not now.

"Then I want to eat the Roujiamo from the mall."

Ten minutes later, the two parked their bicycles at the entrance of the county department store and locked them, and walked aside to line up to buy Roujiamo.

"Four." Jia Tao raised four fingers at the person in the window.

"One is enough for me." Zhang Yang froze for a moment, why do you want so much?

"Yes, I want to eat three."

three? Zhang Yang looked at Jia Tao: "You seem to have gained a little weight recently?"

Well, Jia Tao won't be in high school and become the fat ball twenty years later, right?

Before the second one was made, Jia Tao finished the first one, and then took two in his hand, took a bite on the left side and another bite on the right side, and walked around the mall with Zhang Yang.

He didn't understand why Zhang Yang liked to go shopping in department stores. There was nothing interesting in them.

Eh? Is this going to the counter that sells game consoles?

Zhang Yang stood in front of the game console counter, and the salesperson was not inside. He glanced inside and saw many boxes of Zhiduoxing game consoles, but why no one came to buy them?

The purchasing power of their county is so poor?

A woman walked by holding the hand of a primary school student, and the primary school student suddenly couldn't move: "Mom, mom, I want a game console."

"Game consoles are too expensive. You forgot to ask last time. One set costs six or seven hundred. Mom doesn't have enough money in her pocket. After a while, the game consoles will be cheaper, no more than five hundred. Mom will definitely buy them for you."

Jia Tao chewed on the Roujiamo: "This company is rich, but it's expensive to buy game consoles? Aren't they all the same? Why don't you buy the Zhiduoxing produced by your factory? It's less than 400 yuan. How much?" Cheap."

Zhang Yang also looked at the backs of the two men, and then at the counter selling game consoles. He found a problem.

Many people's impression of the price of game consoles is still a few months ago, and they feel that the cheapest game console is more than 600 yuan, which is too expensive.

The price of game consoles has been greatly reduced, and there is no promotion in the mall? No wonder no one cares about this counter, no wonder the salespersons dare to skip work.

"I'll go to my dad's factory in a while, you go home first, and find a classmate to play with you."

Jia Tao stuffed the last bite of Roujiamo into his mouth: "Alright then, come and play if you're free, take me with you, I haven't even seen what the fourth pass is like."

"Before school starts, I will definitely clear all these games."

...

"Why are you here again? Have you eaten yet? There may be some left in the cafeteria." Seeing his son, Zhang Weiguang first criticized his son, and then immediately turned into concern.

"I've eaten. Dad, haven't you called to rush the delivery recently?"

"No. They took away a lot of game consoles at the beginning of the month.

How long has it been. There are also some people in shopping malls who feel that they have purchased too much and want to return it. There is no quality problem, why should I return them? "

Zhang Weiguang is actually a little worried that the game consoles will not be sold anymore. This summer vacation is said to be one of the golden periods for game console sales, second only to the winter vacation. Judging from the current feedback, the order volume will drop again next month.

He hoped that there would be a rush to sell the goods, but what he had been worrying about finally happened. As soon as the production capacity was about to increase, the sales volume reached a bottleneck.

"Dad, have you visited the mall? It's the counter that sells game consoles? I won't say whether they are professional or not, and they don't even have a price reduction promotion."

"Many people don't know that there are cheap game consoles at all, and they think that game consoles are still six to seven hundred. How can this work? We sell them so cheaply to seize the market at low prices, ship quickly, form word of mouth, and increase brand awareness."

"But they're selling too quietly to attract customers, so how are they going to sell well?"

Zhang Weiguang gave his son a blank look: "Why, you still want them to yell in the mall? The whole mall is like that, and the inside is not the same as the vegetable market?"

How can you shout indiscriminately in the mall?

"Dad, I'm just giving an example. You don't need to yell, but it's okay to get something conspicuous? They sell it quietly like this, so the sales will be good?"

"It's as if you've sold something, so what are you going to do?" This kid is so good at bragging now, he talks like he knows everything.

"I'll talk about some promotional methods in a while, so that the salesmen in our factory can follow suit, and then go to various shopping malls on business trips to tell them the methods."

"In this way, they can sell more game consoles, and they will buy more from us. If the first shot doesn't hit, it will affect the future too much."

"You still have to give lessons to the salesmen of the factory? Just stay and go, is it because they call you Mr. Zhang, and you don't know your last name?" Zhang Weiguang became angry when he saw it. God!

"Dad, after you have read it, you will know that I am not talking nonsense. These newspapers are useless, let me use them. Is there a brush, watercolor pens are actually better, and pencils are also fine."

Zhang Yang stood by the table, holding a pencil and drawing on the newspaper. Zhang Weiguang gradually saw some tricks.

Oh, isn't this just a price tag? What's the point? It's just that my son used newspapers to draw, which means that the price is written larger and displayed more clearly?

Zhang Yang didn’t just draw a newspaper, but several pieces, and even a small person on a piece of paper. Is that a TV? Oh, this is someone playing a game console, right?

No, next to the TV, why are there two people, one big and one small?

And on that piece of paper, how come there are not only game consoles, but also other products? What is this?

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang put down his pencil and heaved a sigh of relief: "The drawing is finally finished. Dad, let me tell you what these are for."