Qiu Mingquan seriously raised the two exquisite pens to his eyes, in fact to confirm to Feng Rui: "Is it this one?"
"That's right, ask about the price." Feng Rui said lightly.
Wang Juan smiled reservedly: "Children, this Hero 100 fountain pen is 6.4 yuan, you can try dipping it in ink. But this gold carving high iridium pen comes in a gift box, you can't dip it in ink, it costs 18 yuan each. "
"Oh." The boy paused, and asked accurately, "I want to buy two golden eagles, and eight heroes for 100. The total is eighty-seven yuan, right?"
"What? You want so much?" Wang Juan was startled and looked at him suspiciously.
"Yes." Qiu Mingquan nodded, carefully took out the money he just took out from his pocket, and spread it out on the counter.
"You count it, here is eighty-eight yuan."
Wang Juan was overjoyed, quickly picked up the abacus on one side, and typed a few times: "Oh my little friend, you are right! It is eighty-seven yuan!"
She hurriedly opened the small cabinet at the back, took out all the pens that Qiu Mingquan had named to buy, and brought out the corresponding high-end gift pen cases, found a newspaper graciously, and wrapped ten velvet pen cases together.
"Thank you, auntie." Qiu Mingquan obediently bowed to her, extremely polite.
Wang Juan counted the money happily, stretched out her hand and pulled an iron clip over her head, clamped all the counted money on the clip, and then stretched out her hand, the iron clip flew away from the wire above her head with the money. Accounting Cashier Office.
Soon, the cashier on this floor who was sitting on the high stool finished counting, issued an invoice, found a few dimes, and immediately passed the money back along the wire.
Looking at the back of Qiu Mingquan's departure, Wang Juan was very happy in her heart: ——This early in the morning, I have done a few days of turnover!
Holding the pen that I bought in exchange for everything, it was almost eleven o'clock. Qiu Mingquan found a small food stall under the bridge opposite the boutique shopping mall, bought a bowl of tofu flower and hurriedly filled his stomach, then started to catch the return bus and headed out of the city.
There were not many people in the car, so he carefully took out the small notebook and looked at the time and date recorded on it: Zhenghong Elementary School, Parents' Meeting, January 10th, is today.
The road was bumpy, and when it was almost one or two o'clock in the afternoon, he finally arrived at Zhenghong Primary School.
It was the appointed time for the parent-teacher meeting, and a large number of parents came to the gate in twos and threes. Most of them walked, and some rode bicycles. The grand scene of piles of cars blocking the school gate in later generations was not seen at this time.
Qiu Mingquan stood alone at the school gate, and suddenly his face turned red. In later generations, he was doing physical work, doing business and shouting, and he had never done it at all.
Feng Rui waited for a long time, then said helplessly: "If you don't move, are you going to throw all the 80 yuan principal into your hands!"
"Will...or, you come to my body?"
President Feng Da was furious: "You have a good idea! The most I can do is hack people up for you, and you still want me to help you work?"
Qiu Mingquan gritted his teeth, and finally ran to the most conspicuous place at the school gate, put his schoolbag on the ground, and put all the beautiful pen cases on it.
Several parents walked past him and looked at the ground in surprise, and someone let out a "Huh".
Different from the cheap pens in ordinary stationery stores, these pens all come in very exquisite black velvet boxes. If you look closely, the body of the pens is also very beautiful.
Some are engraved with golden carving patterns, some are silver pen caps with maroon pen bodies, and some are all silver, all lined up in the sun, shining dazzlingly.
"Look at it. Hero Gold Pen, this is the latest nib made of 14K gold, and it is the best-selling model!" Qiu Mingquan mustered up his courage, and said to the two or three parents who were looking down.
Although the voice is not loud, but I recited it several times on the way here, and it is not too stuttering.
One of the middle-aged men had a gentle face, pushing black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Oh, I heard an advertisement on the radio this morning, saying that Commissioner Jiang was going abroad to give a hero pen as a gift."
Qiu Mingquan nodded excitedly, and quickly picked up the only two 50-type gold carving high-iridium pens: "Yes, uncle, you know what you have, this is it!"
"Oh!" The parents who were about to walk away stopped curiously, looking at the glittering golden pen in his hand, their hearts were moved.
The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses smiled: "Little brother, why do you have so many pens?"
Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: "Uncle and aunt, buy a fountain pen for your children as a reward. Hero fountain pens are fashionable now, and gold pens will soon be in short supply."
Hey, such a young child is actually a businessman?
Several parents were all taken aback.
Not long after that special period, buying and selling, and doing business for profit, even in Dongshen City, where the financial awareness is relatively advanced, are still rare.
The vast majority of people are still proud of working in state-owned enterprises, and there are not many who are willing to go to sea, let alone such a young child?
"Where did you get this money from?" Someone asked suspiciously.
Under Feng Rui's guidance, Qiu Mingquan was already prepared, and quickly took out the invoice issued in the morning and shook it, revealing the official seal of the boutique shopping mall: "Uncle, I just bought the goods from the big shopping mall this morning. Look, it's guaranteed to be genuine."
Several parents no longer doubt that in this era of material shortage, these things can only be made by state-owned factories, so they want to buy fake products, but there is no place to buy them.
"Then, how do you sell this money?"
"Not expensive..." Qiu Mingquan said according to the words Feng Rui made up for him, "This kind of high-end gold carving national gift pen is very high-end, and it is very face-saving as a gift or for personal use. It is 28 yuan a piece. The Hero 100 Gold Pen is the most well-received and the most cost-effective, at 8.8 yuan."
Mr. Feng, isn't your price a bit sleazy, and the price has been increased by 30 to 40%?
Can this be sold? You must know that people in this era are living on tight wages, and their lives are not rich!
Sure enough, a middle-aged woman immediately yelled: "Oh, it's so expensive! You are so young and unscrupulous, you must have added a lot of price!"
"Auntie, I'm not going to hide it from you, I just make some money for running errands." Qiu Mingquan said eagerly.
"It's quite far from the city. You have to go back and forth to get a bus ticket. If you can't make it all morning, you have to have a meal outside. Also, you have to ask for leave to buy this, and your salary will be deducted."
"I can't go on weekends, why are you in such a hurry." The woman curled her lips meanly.
Qiu Mingquan smiled, and looked at her sincerely with deer-like eyes: "I'm going today, and I only have these last few left. If you go on Sunday, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy them."
This is extremely baseless, he is simply a profiteer full of lies, but Feng Rui sneered in his heart: "This is not a lie, just say it."
Feng Rui remembered very clearly that the advertisement for the hero fountain pen was quite big back then, and the radio and newspapers went into battle at the same time. Not long after, the hero fountain pens in major shopping malls in Dongshen City were out of stock on a large scale.
The children of many families are proud of having a valuable high-end hero gold pen. Even Feng Rui's mother once went late and failed to buy it. It happened that some foreign relatives returned to China, so they brought two pens from the counter in Hong Kong at that time. Give him a gold pen.
There are more and more parents around, and the advertisements on TV at this time are far from being as indiscriminate as later generations. The round of intensive advertisements for Hero Pen left a deep impression on many people.
But after looking at it, some people also picked it up and looked around, but no one paid for it.
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and sneered: "You kid, you are doing speculative things! This time and again, the price will increase when you change hands. I think you are more courageous than a thief. Believe it or not, the police can arrest you! "
Qiu Mingquan looked at her with dark eyes, without saying a word.
It was the middle-aged man who spoke, with a gentle voice: "That's not what you said, big sister. 'Let some people get rich first' is what Comrade Xiaoping said three years ago. Invigorating the economy and circulation is a good thing, not a crime."
His tone was calm, but powerful, and he looked like a knowledgeable and cultural person. When he said that, the middle-aged woman was awkward, so she stopped talking.
It wasn't until a crisp bell rang that all the parents hurried away and rushed to their children's classrooms to start the parent-teacher meeting time.
Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the empty school gate, and asked in a low voice in his heart, "Why don't we lower the price when they adjourn later?"
"Don't drop a penny." Feng Rui said coldly, "Are you questioning my pricing strategy and business decision?"
Qiu Mingquan felt distressed: he still had a decisive strategy. If he didn't know, he thought it was a multi-million dollar business.
It's over, I'm afraid these pens will be completely smashed in my hands!
President Feng's voice became even colder: "A few million are nothing. The contracts I signed before were worth hundreds of millions. Besides, pricing decisions have nothing to do with tens of dollars or tens of millions. In the end, What affects the result is nothing more than the human heart. Do you understand?"
I don't understand... Qiu Mingquan answered silently in his heart.
"It's right if you don't understand." Feng Rui was about to say venomously, "So you can only work at a construction site", but for some reason, he paused and proudly changed his words, "If you don't understand, you have to learn, you know?" ?”
Feng Rui identified it carefully, and pointed to Qiu Mingquan: "This one, the hero 50 gold carving high iridium pen; and this one, the hero 100 gold pen."
Wang Juan couldn't help being slightly taken aback when she heard the boy point out the models of the two pens clearly.
Yo, does this kid have a good eye, or is it just a coincidence?
As soon as I started, I picked the national gift pen that Commissioner Jiang visited the Soviet Union, and the hero 100, the model with the best reputation among the hero gold pens?
Qiu Mingquan seriously raised two exquisite pens to his eyes, in fact to confirm to Feng Rui: "Is it this one?"
"That's right, ask about the price." Feng Rui said lightly.
Wang Juan smiled reservedly: "Children, this Hero 100 fountain pen is 6.4 yuan, you can try it with ink. But this gold carving high iridium pen comes in a gift box, you can't dip it in ink, and it costs 18 yuan each. "
"Oh." The boy paused and asked accurately, "I want to buy two golden eagles, and eight heroes for 100. The total is eighty-seven yuan, right?"
"What? You want so much?" Wang Juan was startled and looked at him suspiciously.
"Yes." Qiu Mingquan nodded, carefully took out the money he just took out from his pocket, and spread it out on the counter.
"You count it, here is eighty-eight yuan."
Wang Juan was overjoyed, quickly picked up the abacus on one side, and typed a few times: "Oh my little friend, you are right! It is eighty-seven yuan!"
She hurriedly opened the small cabinet at the back, took out all the pens that Qiu Mingquan had named to buy, and brought out the corresponding high-end gift pen cases, found a newspaper graciously, and wrapped ten velvet pen cases together.
"Thank you, auntie." Qiu Mingquan obediently bowed to her, extremely polite.
Wang Juan counted the money happily, stretched out her hand and pulled an iron clip over her head, clamped all the counted money on the clip, and then stretched out her hand, the iron clip flew away from the wire above her head with the money. Accounting Cashier Office.
Soon, the cashier on this floor who was sitting on the high stool finished counting, issued an invoice, found a few dimes, and immediately passed the money back along the wire.
Looking at the back of Qiu Mingquan's departure, Wang Juan was very happy in her heart: ——This early in the morning, I have done a few days of turnover!
Holding the pen that I bought in exchange for everything, it was almost eleven o'clock. Qiu Mingquan found a small food stall under the bridge opposite the boutique shopping mall, bought a bowl of tofu flower and hurriedly filled his stomach, then started to catch the return bus and headed out of the city.
There were not many people in the car, so he carefully took out the small notebook and looked at the time and date recorded on it: Zhenghong Elementary School, Parents' Meeting, January 10th, is today.
The road was bumpy, and when it was almost one or two o'clock in the afternoon, he finally arrived at Zhenghong Primary School.
It was the appointed time for the parent-teacher meeting, and a large number of parents came to the gate in twos and threes. Most of them walked, and some rode bicycles. The grand scene of piles of cars blocking the school gate in later generations was not seen at this time.
Qiu Mingquan stood alone at the school gate, and suddenly his face turned red. In later generations, he was doing physical work, doing business and shouting, and he had never done it at all.
Feng Rui waited for a long time, then said helplessly: "If you don't move, are you going to throw all the 80 yuan principal into your hands!"
"Will...or, you come to my body?"
President Feng Da was furious: "You have a good idea! The most I can do is hack people up for you, and you still want me to help you work?"
Qiu Mingquan gritted his teeth, and finally ran to the most conspicuous place at the school gate, put his schoolbag on the ground, and put all the beautiful pen cases on it.
Several parents walked past him and looked at the ground in surprise, and someone let out a "Huh".
Different from the cheap pens in ordinary stationery stores, these pens all come in very exquisite black velvet boxes. If you look closely, the body of the pens is also very beautiful.
Some are engraved with golden carving patterns, some are silver pen caps with maroon pen bodies, and some are all silver, all lined up in the sun, shining dazzlingly.
"Look at it. Hero Gold Pen, this is the latest nib made of 14K gold, and it is the best-selling model!" Qiu Mingquan mustered up his courage, and said to the two or three parents who were looking down.
Although the voice is not loud, but I recited it several times on the way here, and it is not too stuttering.
One of the middle-aged men had a gentle face, pushing black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Oh, I heard an advertisement on the radio this morning, saying that Commissioner Jiang was going abroad to give a hero pen as a gift."
Qiu Mingquan nodded excitedly, and quickly picked up the only two 50-type gold carving high-iridium pens: "Yes, uncle, you know what you have, this is it!"
"Oh!" The parents who were about to walk away stopped curiously, looking at the glittering golden pen in his hand, their hearts were moved.
The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses smiled: "Little brother, why do you have so many pens?"
Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: "Uncle and aunt, buy a fountain pen for your children as a reward. Hero fountain pens are fashionable now, and gold pens will soon be in short supply."
Hey, such a young child is actually a businessman?
Several parents were all taken aback.
Not long after that special period, buying and selling, and doing business for profit, even in Dongshen City, where the financial awareness is relatively advanced, are still rare.
The vast majority of people are still proud of working in state-owned enterprises, and there are not many who are willing to go to sea, let alone such a young child?
"Where did you get this money from?" Someone asked suspiciously.
Under Feng Rui's guidance, Qiu Mingquan was already prepared, and quickly took out the invoice issued in the morning and shook it, revealing the official seal of the boutique shopping mall: "Uncle, I just bought the goods from the big shopping mall this morning. Look, it's guaranteed to be genuine."
Several parents no longer doubt that in this era of material shortage, these things can only be made by state-owned factories, so they want to buy fake products, but there is no place to buy them.
"Then, how do you sell this money?"
"Not expensive..." Qiu Mingquan said according to the words Feng Rui made up for him, "This kind of high-end gold carving national gift pen is very high-end, and it is very face-saving as a gift or for personal use. It is 28 yuan a piece. The Hero 100 Gold Pen is the most well-received and the most cost-effective, at 8.8 yuan."
Mr. Feng, isn't your price a bit sleazy, and the price has been increased by 30 to 40%?
Can this be sold? You must know that people in this era are living on tight wages, and their lives are not rich!
Sure enough, a middle-aged woman immediately yelled: "Oh, it's so expensive! You are so young and unscrupulous, you must have added a lot of price!"
"Auntie, I'm not going to hide it from you, I just make some money for running errands." Qiu Mingquan said eagerly.
"It's quite far from the city. You have to go back and forth to get a bus ticket. If you can't make it all morning, you have to have a meal outside. Also, you have to ask for leave to buy this, and your salary will be deducted."
"I can't go on weekends, why are you in such a hurry." The woman curled her lips meanly.
Qiu Mingquan smiled, and looked at her sincerely with deer-like eyes: "I'm going today, and I only have these last few left. If you go on Sunday, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy them."
This is extremely baseless, he is simply a profiteer full of lies, but Feng Rui sneered in his heart: "This is not a lie, just say it."
Feng Rui remembered very clearly that the advertisement for the hero fountain pen was quite big back then, and the radio and newspapers went into battle at the same time. Not long after, the hero fountain pens in major shopping malls in Dongshen City were out of stock on a large scale.
The children of many families are proud of having a valuable high-end hero gold pen. Even Feng Rui's mother once went late and failed to buy it. It happened that some foreign relatives returned to China, so they brought two pens from the counter in Hong Kong at that time. Give him a gold pen.
There are more and more parents around, and the advertisements on TV at this time are far from being as indiscriminate as later generations. The round of intensive advertisements for Hero Pen left a deep impression on many people.
But after looking at it, some people also picked it up and looked around, but no one paid for it.
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and sneered: "You kid, you are doing speculative things! This time and again, the price will increase when you change hands. I think you are more courageous than a thief. Believe it or not, the police can arrest you! "
Qiu Mingquan looked at her with dark eyes, without saying a word.
It was the middle-aged man who spoke, with a gentle voice: "That's not what you said, big sister. 'Let some people get rich first' is what Comrade Xiaoping said three years ago. Invigorating the economy and circulation is a good thing, not a crime."
His tone was calm, but powerful, and he looked like a knowledgeable and cultural person. When he said that, the middle-aged woman was awkward, so she stopped talking.
It wasn't until a crisp bell rang that all the parents hurried away and rushed to their children's classrooms to start the parent-teacher meeting time.
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