The Pentium Era - South to North

Riding a tricycle, Zhang Chen and Lao Wan went to Dongxin Road.

When Wang Hainiao heard that Zhang Chen was coming to buy that batch of garbage, he was so happy that he ran to a nearby shop and bought two packs of cigarettes. He made sure to give one pack to Zhang Chen and Lao Wan. Zhang Chen laughed and said , what do you mean, give me a kickback?

"You're too old to betray me (don't be verbose), get it." Wang Hainiao scolded. Zhang Chen could see that he was really happy, so he took it.

Zhang Chen bought a package of bamboo hemp and three packages of wick strips. Each package contained seven pieces, each ranging from forty to fifty meters long. Packs of fabrics were brought out, confirming Zhang Chen's judgment yesterday. He saw There are code labels on both ends of the cloth bag. They are all in English. Zhang Chen doesn't know the English, but he knows the M number. He knows that there is a meter number behind it. This batch of goods turns out to be exported.

For finished goods sold for export, the numbers on the code labels will not be wrong, and there will be no problem with the quality. There is no need to open the cloth bag and count them one by one. Zhang Chen bought a total of 338·4 meters of bamboo hemp, 1083·82 Rice wick strips.

When paying the bill, Wang Hainiao still played a trick. According to what he and Zhang Chen said yesterday, if you want it, I can give it to you for three or four yuan. Anyone will understand the meaning of this as two different things. Three pieces of fabric can be given to Zhang Chen.

But when checking out, Wang Hainiao and Zhang Chen said, brother, the price is as mentioned yesterday, three yuan for bamboo and hemp and four yuan for wick strips.

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He knew this guy's little trick, but he didn't care. Such fabrics and such prices were already so cheap that they looked like they were picked up. Zhang Chen himself felt embarrassed to bargain. .

When Wang Hainiao set the price like this, he also had a plan in mind. He knew that Zhang Chen would come a second time. In his warehouse, there were more than 17,000 meters of bamboo hemp and 80,000 meters of wick strips. , if Zhang Chen could use up all the 80,000 meters, then he would have made an extra 80,000 meters.

If Zhang Chen had finalized the price with him yesterday, he would have agreed to it, let alone three yuan, even two and eight yuan. When he packed up the entire warehouse, he calculated that this batch of fabrics only cost one yuan and sixty cents. One meter more, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to swallow such a large amount in one gulp, but he didn't know about it until the fabric arrived, and no one even asked, let alone bought it.

It’s only strange that Zhang Chen didn’t negotiate the price yesterday, and today he rode a tricycle directly to the door of the store. Even if you parked the tricycle outside the market, someone walked in first and negotiated the price. This trick even failed Zhao Zhigang when he went to buy a sewing machine. Everyone knows how to use it.

You rushed in as soon as you arrived, acting like you were determined to buy goods. If Wang Hainiao didn't hit Xiao Jiujiu like this, he wouldn't be a businessman. In comparison, Zhang Chen was still young.

In other words, he simply doesn't care about such small things. A set of clothes with one or two extra pieces of fabric per meter is nothing to him.

When they returned to the factory with the fabrics, the owner of the printing factory that Zhao Zhigang went out to find was already waiting for them. He even brought over the copy paper for printing. He had also negotiated with Zhao Zhigang about the price of a single piece of printing. This is what Zhang Chen ordered Zhao Zhigang to discuss. He felt that he was really not good at negotiating prices.

Zhang Chen spread the copy paper on the table, picked up the brush, finished several paintings, and handed them to the boss of the printing factory. The boss went to the cutting bed and waited for Zhao Zhigang's cutting.

Zhao Zhilong is fine for the time being, so he replaces Lao Wan in helping to pull cloth in the cutting room. Lao Wan has a lot to do today. He needs to take the fabric samples and go to the Sijiqing Fabric Market to make lining fabrics, and to the East Station Small Commodity Market to make sewing threads.

This job is also very simple. Just pick the color of the fabric, the closer it is to the color of the cloth sample, the better. As for the sewing thread, pick out a few that are close to each other from dozens of kinds of threads, pull the thread apart, and put it on the fabric sample. , you can’t tell where the thread is with the naked eye, it’s the most suitable thread.

Zhang Chen rode his bicycle and left first. He told Lao Wan that when you go to the fabric market, go to the Taiwanese stall. If I have fabric there, you can bring it back together.

Lao Wan said yes.

Zhang Chen rode his bicycle and went to Cai Jinxiang's place first and picked out three rolls of fabrics, which were used to match this batch of clothes, especially the beggar's outfit. These two types of fabrics, one is avant-garde and fashionable, and the other is Simple, natural, and a little wild, when paired together, Zhang Chen didn't have to wait for samples to come out, he was already sure that this must be a wonderful combination.

Zhang Chen returned to the booth. Xiao Zhao asked if the fabrics had been put in. Zhang Chen nodded and responded casually, a little absent-minded. What he was thinking about was how to make a grand debut with this series after it was brought to the booth. If so, it seems like something is missing.

The curtain of the stage is opened. Even if the protagonist has not appeared yet, the scenery, props and lighting on the stage must create an atmosphere to whet the audience's appetite first. Yes, the atmosphere, the lighting is enough in this stall. , that series of clothes appear as the protagonists, and their weight is enough. What is not enough is the atmosphere in this stall.

Zhang Chen stood up, said to Xiao Zhao, "I'll go out for a while," and walked out.

Xiao Zhao looked at his back and felt that he had been a bit arrogant in the past two days. Xiao Zhao smiled slightly. She knew that he was hiding his thoughts in his heart and was not good at expressing them in words, so he liked to show them to you. What reassures Xiao Zhao is that every time he makes something, his idea is always right and the effect is always unexpectedly good.

And when he gets rid of all the thoughts in his heart, his whole person will slowly become calm and normal.

After a while, Zhang Chen came back with a person. As soon as the two people returned to the stall, Zhang Chen climbed up and down with a stool and measured the size with a tape measure without explaining to Xiao Zhao. The person was in a small book. Xiao Zhao stood there stupidly, not knowing what they were going to do.

After taking the measurements, Zhang Chen sat down at the table, took out a pen and paper, and drew on the table. The man stood on the back right side of Zhang Chen, listening to Zhang Chen talking as he drew, nodding and saying yes, knew.

Xiao Zhao was also very curious. He stood to the left of Zhang Chen and looked at it. After watching for a while, he understood that Zhang Chen wanted to use three sets of light boxes to make two door covers for the stall.

On the top is a plexiglass light box that spans the entire rolling shutter door. Zhang Chen said to the man, "This one has white characters on a green background. Which kind of green? I will go to your store to pick it up later. The characters will be in Song font. Zhang Chen wrote first" We are our own source of supply." After thinking about it, cross it out and rewrite "Our source of supply is ourselves."

Xiao Zhao felt that these words were so familiar, as if they were some kind of advertising slogan. He had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember them anymore, so he stopped thinking about them and listened to what Zhang Chen continued to say.

Zhang Chen told the man that these words were the same on both sides.

The man said yes, but the light box in the passage here is longer than the one over there. In terms of layout...

Zhang Chen thought for a while, and he drew a square frame on the head of the long light box. The lines of this square frame were not completely closed, and there were gaps intermittently. He then drew a tree in the square frame. Xiao Zhao's silhouette looks like a peach blossom tree, with branches extending outside the square frame.

Zhang Chen asked the man, would this solve the problem?

The man smiled and said, "Okay, but you have to help us draw this. We can't draw that well."

Zhang Chen said yes, no problem.

Next, on the pillar at the corner of the seven-shaped stall, which is outside the pillar where Zhang Chen and the others hung the billboard, Zhang Chen drew a triangular vertical light box, which was connected with the two horizontal light boxes to form a door. Set, the bottom is straight to the ground.

Zhang Chen told the man that this was also made of green plexiglass as the background color, the same as above.

The light box faced both sides of the two passages. Zhang Chen told the man that the two sides were made exactly the same. As for the content, Zhang Chen wrote the two cursive characters "Zhaomei" vertically. He told the man, "I'll do this later." I wrote it to you in the same size. This one is made of bright red plexiglass. The man said yes.

Zhang Chen thought for a while and drew a "" symbol in the upper right corner of the word "Zhaomei". He didn't know what this symbol meant at the time. Anyway, all trademarks have this symbol. He thought this symbol was very foreign. , it was cool, so he used it. When he went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register a trademark, he realized that this symbol turned out to be a registered trademark.

At that time, he couldn't use it, even after he applied for trademark registration. He had to wait for the trademark registration certificate from the National Trademark Office to be issued before he could use this symbol on the Zhaomei trademark. How did he know at the time? Never mind that.

Zhang Chen wrote the word "clothing" under the word "Zhaomei" and told the person that this was also in white Song font, just like the one above.

The man said yes.

"Is everything clear?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Clear."

"Okay, let's go."

The two people stood up, Feng Feng Huohuo walked out again, and walked to the outer passage. Zhang Chen pulled the man and said to him, "Let's go, come with me to the market office first and say hello to them."

It was after five o'clock that Zhang Chen returned to the stall, sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief. He sat there and looked at Xiao Zhao smiling stupidly.

"Why are you laughing?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"Nothing to smile about."

After a while, Zhang Chen couldn't hold back his excitement. He slapped his hands on his thighs and beat them like drums for a while, saying to himself: "Now, everything is ready, all I need is..."

Zhang Chen did not continue talking. Xiao Zhao knew that what he did not say was that Dongfeng was waiting for the batch of clothes to come out.

"Have you finished making the light box?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"Go on."

"How much?"

"Not expensive, three light boxes, two thousand eighty."

Xiao Zhao cursed in his heart, "I'm going to die. It's only two thousand and eighty yuan, not expensive. You are really rich. Humph, you didn't even discuss it with me!"

However, Xiao Zhao thought to himself, so what if he discussed it with you, he would definitely have 10,000 reasons to convince you, but you still didn't agree obediently in the end.

Xiao Zhao shook her head slightly and smiled bitterly. She looked at Zhang Chen and said to him: "Hang up a blackboard. The people on the other side have so many opinions. If you do this, don't they get mad?"

"It's okay." Zhang Chen said, "I have already gone to the marketing office and told them, and they agreed. Brother Haigen is also there."

Xiao Zhao nodded and said, that's good.

"By the way, that sentence you wrote earlier, 'Our source of goods is ourselves,' was copied from which advertisement. Why am I so familiar with it?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Zhang Chen looked at her and said seriously: "This is not from an advertisement, it is a famous quote."

"Famous quote? Which celebrity said it?"

Zhang Chen couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter: "You."

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