Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 98 Xia Hong
Entering March, the election campaign in Qushi has reached a fever pitch, and the promotional posters of the two councilors have spread from offline to online.

on the street,
The slogans of the two abound.

"Economy, economy, benefiting the people."

Councilor Zhao waved the flowers in his hand and said:

"Qushi is a thousand-year-old city with a long cultural history. It was once known as the capital of porcelain, and it also has tourist holy places like Tianpan Mountain."

"Our economy shouldn't be like this..."

"Only developing industries, promoting the economy, and creating more high-paying and high-quality jobs for the people are the current top priorities."

"If Qushi can have a complete set of industrial chains and occupy an upstream position, it can continuously produce economic benefits."

"..."

"Corruption and embezzlement will never be tolerated once they are discovered." Councilor Li said solemnly:

"Without a good public security environment, a clean and honest rule of law, and an effective team, everything else is empty talk."

"Eliminate corruption, maintain fairness and justice..."

"Now that the Fuhong Steel Plant has been restructured, there are too many shady things in it, and the sale of public assets at a low price is repeatedly prohibited..."

Suddenly, there was a light rain outside.

Shi Xin held the glass in his hand, warmed his hands with the hot water in it, and thoughtfully watched the propaganda on TV.

"Drip..."

The phone beeps.

He took out his phone and opened it, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly packed up his things and got up, found a poncho and rushed into the rain.

after an hour.

The northern suburbs of the city.

A sneaky figure appeared under the bridge hole, holding a briefcase in his arms, looking at passing cars from time to time.

Anxiety can be seen on the face.

"It's Zhang Yongfeng from Longgang."

Shi Xin hid in the dark, his eyes flickering:
"What is he doing out at this time?"

"Zi..."

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded, and a business car with a black face parked steadily nearby, and a person pushed the door and walked out.

"Ok?"

Shi Xin's eyes showed doubts:

"This person looks familiar."

next moment.

"puff!"

"what!"

Screams sounded.

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Fitness club.

Wen Lei was sweating profusely on the treadmill.

The almost distorted voice of a colleague who was so excited came from the earphones.

"You were not there at the time, but we could see clearly that the surname He was so close to being kneeled on the ground."

"The scene..."

"As cool as you want."

"Kneel?" Wen Lei asked:
"Why kneel?"

"Who knows." The colleague replied:
"The glass is soundproof, so you can't hear the sound inside, but the chairman forgot to draw the curtains, so you can see the situation inside at a glance."

"When the surname He came out, you didn't know how ugly his face was, as if his own mother had died."

"Ha ha……"

"He has been bullying others in the company. This time, Fang Ci's boss gave him a good lesson, which can be regarded as a sigh of relief for you."

"Hmm." Wen Lei was noncommittal:
"Have you met Boss Fang Ci?"

"There are not many people in the whole company who haven't seen each other, but you are unlucky enough to be sent out by the surname He." At the same time, the voice was full of vitality:
"I inquired about it. Fang Ci's boss on the opposite side is called Fang Zheng. He is not very old. He should be a rich second generation. It is said that he does not have a girlfriend yet."

"This is the golden turtle son-in-law who came to the door!"

"Aren't you very handsome?" Wen Lei rolled her eyes:

"Boss Fang seems to be very ordinary."

"Men, no one is perfect, besides... How many rich people have you seen who are good-looking?" The colleague said indifferently:

"Besides, Boss Fang is not the kind of crooked melon and cracked dates that people can't put their mouths on. He is still very temperamental and belongs to the attractive type."

"Ok?"

"How do you know he looks normal?"

"I've seen it before." Wen Lei's expression remained unchanged:
"So, Fugui Porcelain Factory was bought by Boss Fang at a price of 2000 million?"

"Correct."

Colleagues said:
"It's good to have someone take over this mess. In a year or so, I'm afraid we won't even be able to sell 2000 million yuan."

"Don't think about it too much, let this matter go, and do it well next time."

"Do it well?" Wen Lei smiled wryly:
"I'm afraid there will be no chance."

"Bye."

"bye……"

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Wen Lei's face gradually faded, she lowered her head to modify the treadmill, gritted her silver teeth and began to speed up her pace.

10 minute later.

She wiped her sweat and came to the fitness equipment for exercising leg muscles. Just as she was about to start using it, she saw a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Founder?

How did he know he was here?
As the thought turned, a trace of sweetness appeared in Wen Lei's heart, and then she saw Fang Zheng walking straight towards a graceful woman.

?

As her face darkened, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

I don't know when, high-end fitness and high-end fitness clubs began to quietly deploy in the city.

Melun Fashion is a high-end gymnasium in the core business district of Qushi CBD. Its area is large enough to rank among the top three in Qushi. It has swimming, boxing, fitness and even some entertainment facilities.

Compared with the old-fashioned gyms, this place pays more attention to fashion, takes care of the privacy of guests more, and the layout is more high-end and atmospheric.

The designer not only made the interior decoration very avant-garde, but also has a special place for guests to socialize and even have afternoon tea.

even……

Singers were also specially invited to render the atmosphere.

Correspondingly, the price is also expensive. The annual card of several thousand yuan is only the lowest end, and the fee of tens of thousands and 10,000+ is also very common.

Xia Hong,

Just a regular here.

"When I'm old, I can't compare it to when I was young. If I don't exercise anymore, I'm afraid no one will want me if my body breaks down."

She moved her body, lifted the dumbbell beside her, smiled lightly and shook her head:
"Boss Fang probably likes young and beautiful girls too, right?"

"Manager Xia was joking." Fang Zheng said:

"Anyone who understands understands that at your current age, you are in the prime of life, and you are much better than the little girl who didn't grow up in school."

It is indeed much stronger.

Today's Xia Hong is wearing high-elastic tights, with a high waist, long legs, plump buttocks, and a hot figure that makes people imagine.

Especially when she works out.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, but I always lift my butt very high, my slender legs are slightly different, and my slender waist is pressed down desperately.

This pose...

If it were Fang Zheng who was a few years ago, he might have a nosebleed on the spot.

"Boss Fang."

Xia Hong panted:

"Can you help me with my back?"

"Of course it's okay." Fang Zheng did not give in, stretched out his hand to touch the opponent's waist, and felt the delicate and exquisite muscle lines.

It was hard to believe that this was actually a woman who had given birth, her skin showed no signs of looseness, which would make young people envious.

Under his touch, Xia Hong blushed even more, her flesh trembled slightly, and her body wriggled back and forth.

this woman...

What a goblin!
"Boss Fang."

After exercising her waist and abdomen, Xia Hong turned her head and said with a smile:

"Can you take some pictures for me?"

"I have seen Boss Fang's photography skills with my own eyes. The things I took... really make people drool."

"It's a great honor." Fangzheng took the handed mobile phone, and was indifferent to the teasing in the other party's mouth:
"Do you want to put on a poss?"

"Of course." Xia Hong nodded:
"Which posture does Boss Fang like?"

"I'm whatever."

"Hee hee..., let's do it all again."

Xia Hong covered her mouth and smiled lightly, twisting her body slightly, showing her beautiful figure under the camera, changing her posture constantly.

In other words, make a pose.

She didn't stop until she was sweating on her forehead and out of breath, and said with a smile:
"Sit down?"

"of course."

"I can drink ice today."

"I'm going to get a drink."

Fangzheng brought a cup of cold drink and sat down opposite:
"Manager Xia should have seen the photos I sent, how do you feel?"

"Didn't I just say it, I'm salivating." Xia Hong glanced at her beautifully and said:
"Is there a finished product?"

"of course."

Fangzheng nodded, took out a brocade box, put it on the table and opened it, a small bowl made with the Wang family's method of "thunder making red porcelain" came into view.

Xia Hong's eyes lit up, and the charm in her beautiful eyes quietly dissipated. She looked over with a kind of obsession in her eyes, and couldn't help reaching out to caress her.

"so beautiful……"

"What a nice view!"

"Is this the real Lei Zou Hong Porcelain?"

"Not bad." Fangzheng nodded:
"How does Manager Xia feel?"

"Excellent! Perfect! It looks better than in the photo." Xia Hong nodded:
"It can be said that I haven't seen such perfect porcelain for ten years. Boss Fang is... going to make a fortune."

"I think it's good too." Fangzheng chuckled lightly:
"Unfortunately, the output is too low."

"Low production?" Xia Hong said slowly:
"Low is good!"

"This kind of thing shouldn't appear too much. Rare things are more expensive. Only when the output is low enough can they be sold at a high price."

"Excellent opinion, Manager Xia." Fang Zheng admired:
"This, I really didn't expect."

Recently, he has been thinking hard about how to expand the production of Lei Zou Hong Porcelain and increase the number of finished products, but he forgot that there should be a small number of high-quality goods.

too much.

It's a big deal!
Xia Hong sat up straight, and without the thought of making fun of her, she asked:
"How many pieces can be produced in a month?"

"Currently only a dozen pieces can be produced." Fang Zheng said:

"There will be more in the future, but if there is no major breakthrough in technology, there will not be more than a hundred pieces of this kind of boutique."

There are many defective products.

"That is to say, there can be dozens of pieces a month." Xia Hong thoughtfully:
"It's enough."

"Manager Xia." Fangzheng pushed the porcelain towards the other party, saying:
"You are an expert in selling porcelain. If I want to sell porcelain at a high price, where should I find sales? Find customers? Can you give me some advice?"

Although this woman is a little too charming, she is indeed an expert in the porcelain industry since she was a child.

Especially sales.

The Xia family was able to maintain the current situation, thanks to Xia Hong.

As for Baici Sun's family and Qianshou Xing's family, they are the masters of porcelain making in Qushi, but their family has a big business, and they will have troubles if they cooperate.

Besides, they have time to be busy with their own business, so it is impossible for them to pay too much attention to other people's porcelain.

"Hee hee..." Xia Hong pursed her lips and chuckled, her beautiful eyes flickered:
"It's not easy for Boss Fang to start a porcelain business. If you rent a storefront and display the porcelain, you will always meet someone who knows the goods."

"I'm joking." Fangzheng shook his head:
"Manager Xia should know what I want is not these."

This is the way to do small business.

What he wants is a reputation that matches his skills, the status of being a top porcelain merchant, and the ability to truly gain a foothold among porcelain merchants, instead of being treated as a joke like he is now.

These all need to work.

"so……"

Xia Hong narrowed her eyes, many thoughts flashed through her mind, she paused and said:

"I understood a truth when I was very young. The selling value of something is not related to its actual value. After a certain level, other things are more important."

"Like, this thing in my hand."

She raised her hand, and the diamond ring gleamed under the light.

"It's actually not worth much, but it can be sold for sky-high prices. Even so, many people are still willing to spend money on it."

"Does Boss Fang understand the reason?"

Fangzheng squinted.

diamond?

IQ tax?
Do not!
He looked pensive and said:
"additional value?"

"You can say that." Xia Hong smiled sweetly:
"Only the poor and poor will pay attention to cost-effectiveness, and the real rich will deliberately use high prices to separate themselves from ordinary people."

"The rich are willing to pay [-] for something worth [-]. The extra [-] is to make others unaffordable and to show that they are different."

Seeing Fangzheng's blank face, she continued:

"In ancient Europe, nobles wore bloated and weird clothes. Their nail covers could be half a foot long, and their clothes were so complicated that they couldn't be worn by themselves without help."

"The whole body is confined in the clothes, not to mention washing and cooking, and even eating needs to be served by others. It is not practical at all, but this is what is called aristocratic."

"Why?"

Xia Hong spoke softly:

"Because nobles don't need to work, they need others to serve them. Complicated attire can separate them from ordinary people."

"I can do it, you can't, that's the difference between the two."

"Ordinary people are affected, and they will naturally feel that such attire is noble, and gradually evolve into various later costumes and etiquette."

"So the sense of superiority, identity, and accomplishment are the greatest added value."

"..." Fangzheng really didn't understand these things, and it was the first time he noticed the difference in the charming woman in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but become complicated:
"Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books."

"This kind of thing happens in every aspect of life." Xia Hong chuckled and continued:
"There are tens of millions of cars, tens of millions of watches, and millions of bags, among which the rich pay for their superiority, which accounts for a large part."

"It's actually not comfortable to sit in a million-dollar luxury car."

"Yes." Fangzheng nodded:
"Been taught a lesson."

"I'm a woman and I don't know much about cars." Xia Hong took a sip of her cold drink and said:

"But I know that some cars sell well not because it's worth it, maybe just because the car is good enough in some people's minds."

"This,"

"It can be regarded as a kind of payment for emotions."

Fangzheng disagrees with this point. Sometimes buying a car with a lot of sales may be just for the convenience of maintenance, but he understands what the other party means.

Emotional pay!

This is the difference between luxury goods and ordinary products.

For the same thing, famous brands are several times more expensive than ordinary brands. The price difference is mainly due to their reputation, and luxury goods are meant to be unaffordable for ordinary people.

Ordinary people can afford it, so it is not called a luxury.

"Education in our country pays too much attention to ordinary people, and some things are even considered fallacies, but not learning it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Xia Hong straightened her hair, her voice was flat:

"When it comes to luxury goods, in the impression of Chinese people, most of them are a waste of resources and IQ taxes, so it has been difficult for the domestic luxury goods industry to develop greatly for so many years."

"Even if there is, the material must be made to the extreme, so that people have nothing to say. It is different in foreign countries. They take it for granted that they sell low-priced goods to high-end products, just because they are luxury goods."

"Like a bag."

She pointed to the satchel beside her and said slowly:

"LV's bags are made of cowhide worth dozens of yuan, but they can sell for millions; domestic Kesi bags can't be sold for a month after hard work, because the education of Chinese people makes them unwilling I pay extra for my emotions, and I don’t accept selling tens of dollars for millions.”

"However, things outside are well-known and have a sense of identity, so they can still be sold."

"Foreign watches can sell for tens of millions, while domestic technology can do the same, but they can only sell for a few thousand. The difference lies in emotional value or fame."

"Cars and such..."

"Buying foreign goods is called a luxury product, and buying domestic products is an IQ tax, but it is precisely because of these IQ taxes that there are high profits, so that people in certain countries have no worries about food and clothing, and even more in-depth research on certain things to create greater profits. the value of."

"..." Fangzheng's eyes were dull, and he sighed after a long time:
"I'm too stupid, and I can't understand what Manager Xia said, but what should I do if I want to sell the porcelain at a high price?"

"How can we get the rich people to recognize it?"

He doesn't like IQ tax either, and he doesn't understand the truth, but if he can sell his things as IQ tax, then there is no problem.

However, if something is good, it may not be able to sell at a high price. Finding buyers and a large number of high-quality buyers are the key.

this point,

That's why he came here.

Xia Hong has a lot of resources in her hands, and she can blow out worthless things. Lei's red porcelain is good and can be sold at a good price.

"Not bad." Xia Hong nodded:
"Be famous first!"

"Boss Fang can take Lei Zouhong porcelain first and go to the Qushi Porcelain Merchants Association for a formality. Here are all his own people, and there will definitely be good evaluations. It can be regarded as a start."

"Then go to participate in the state's porcelain competition, and then go to the international circle after winning the prize."

"If you spend more money on advertising, you can almost sell it at a good price."

"Wait a minute." Fangzheng frowned:
"I have a lot of confidence in my porcelain, but to be honest, I'm not very confident in whether it will be recognized by other people."

Peers are jealous.

Besides, going out to compete is sometimes not only about skills, but also about relationships.

"I can help with this." Xia Hong tapped on the table:
"Leave the things to me to operate, and I can help you make a name for yourself within half a year. I don't know how much Boss Fang plans to sell for one piece?"

"This..." Fangzheng thought for a while:

"It's always 10,000+ one piece?"

"10,000+?" Xia Hong raised the corner of her mouth:
"The price of the most famous porcelain in China is hundreds of thousands, and 10,000+ is not too expensive, but Lei Zouhong porcelain is almost not famous now."

"That's a challenge for me, too."

"Manager Xia." Fangzheng stretched out his hand:
"Fangci urgently needs a talent like you. If you want, I can hire you at a high price. Of course, you can also pay the consulting fee."

Xia Hong smiled without saying a word.

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"Boss Wen!"

Fangzheng walked leisurely:

"Just now, I felt that a figure here was very familiar, and I was still a little unsure. It turned out to be really you."

"Humph!"

Wen Lei hummed softly, and kept waving her fists towards the boxing bag:
"I think you are fascinated by beauty, and it's normal to see no one else in your eyes."

"You said that..." Fangzheng turned his head and said:
"Xia Hong is a relatively well-known porcelain merchant in Qushi, and she is also a big internet celebrity. She is very good at selling porcelain. I will ask her for some information."

"Really?" Wen Lei was noncommittal:
"Be careful."

"Although this is a place for fitness, it is used by many people as a social platform. I have seen many women posing here, taking pictures and checking in before leaving. It is specially used to catch girls."

"is it?"

Fangzheng looked around, and said belatedly:

"You are a little unhappy today."

"Happy?" Wen Lei stopped, her sweat-soaked hair fell down in strands, and said:

"I have a friend who I have always trusted, but one day I suddenly discovered that he used me to get inside information about the company."

"Then bypass me and discuss business with the boss of the company. Do you think I'm in a bad mood?"

"Uh..." Fangzheng pursed his lips.

"If you buy Fugui Porcelain Factory through me, you can also prove that I have some skills, and I will have a chance to make further progress in Tongchuang in the future." Wen Lei punched:
"But you didn't!"

"You clearly know how much effort I have put into selling Fugui Porcelain Factory, and you are obviously very interested in Fugui Porcelain Factory, but you have never said it."

"Fangzheng."

She turned around, her eyes reddened:
"Are we friends after all?"

(End of this chapter)