Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 115 Goodbye Guan Jiaming

"Brother Ye is here, please sit down!" Zhang Junping enthusiastically let Ye Jing into the main room and made tea for him.

Speaking of which, Ye Jing is quite a good buddy. Zhang Junping called and asked him for help with something. He wanted to talk to him, but he hung up the phone and rushed over without saying a word.

"Brother, you said on the phone that you have something to do with me, what's the matter?" Ye Jing was not polite, took a sip of his teacup, and then asked.

"I printed a batch of wall calendars, thinking that Brother Ye has a lot of contacts, so I can help sell them." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Calendar? Brother, today is December 29th in the Gregorian calendar. You want me to help you sell the calendar? It's not that my brother doesn't help, this is really embarrassing for my brother. To tell you the truth, my family has distributed more than a dozen copies this year. Wall calendar." Ye Jing was almost jumped up by Zhang Junping's words.

"Brother Ye, if it's an ordinary calendar, it won't be sold at this time. Please take a look at my calendar first, and we'll talk later." Zhang Junping smiled lightly, not at all anxious about Ye Jing's words.

Turning around, he took out a wall calendar and handed it to Ye Jing.

Seeing the calendar, Ye Jing's small eyes widened, he grabbed the calendar and flipped through the pages.

After watching it for a long time, he raised his head reluctantly, and gave Zhang Junping a thumbs up, "Brother, you are this! You are the ones who know how to play art!
You are so beautiful, I can't believe it! "

In the draft of the calendar drawn by Zhang Junping, every character is tightly wrapped, without any leakage of flesh, but it is full of temptation, showing the curvaceous beauty of women to the fullest.

Even if it is put into later generations, it is still the favorite of otaku.

What's more, in this era, it is simply a depth bomb, blasting the hearts of young and middle-aged people into turbulent waves.

"Brother, how did you do it? Why are these women you painted so attractive that people can't help but want to commit crimes."

"Hehe, this is called visual stimulation. Stimulate people's eyeballs through lines and colors, let the eyeballs transmit a pleasant feeling to the brain, and then the brain transmits this pleasant signal to all organs of your body..."

"Come on, stop explaining, the more you explain, the more confused you become. Anyway, the woman you drew is so fucking beautiful, more exciting than a woman with bare ass!"

"How about it, can such a wall calendar be sold?" Zhang Junping smiled calmly.

"Can it be sold? Remove the word "ma", it must be sold! Not only can it be sold, I guess I will be robbed crazy.

Brother, how many copies you have printed, all of them are wrapped in your brother. "Ye Jing held the calendar, unwilling to let go.

"A total of [-] copies have been printed, and [-] copies are for me as gifts, and the other Brother Ye can take as much as they can sell."

"How much do you plan to sell this calendar for?"

"The price is two yuan and fifty cents a copy, and the printing cost here is one yuan and forty-four cents, plus others, it will be one yuan and five cents.

I keep a profit of [-] cents, and [-] yuan. As for how much to sell, Brother Ye can decide for himself. "

"Okay, brother, this time, brother owes you a favor."

Naturally, Ye Jing wouldn't sell the calendars himself. He had his own sales channels. Such a calendar cost two yuan a copy. If you spread the calendars around the house, let alone [-] copies, another [-] copies would be sold out.

There are 5000 calendars, and one earns [-] cents, which is more than [-] yuan.

He resells electronic watches, taking such a big risk, he can only earn a thousand yuan or 2000 yuan a month.

Who told him not to be the biggest loser, he just took the goods from others, and then divided them down to make a difference.

Now that he earns more than 5000 easily, he naturally has to accept Zhang Junping's affection.

"but!"

"But what? Brother, don't be fooled."

"However, now I only get two thousand copies back, so I can only give you one thousand copies for the time being."

"You really want to die in a hurry, brother, your work efficiency is too low, how much is it? You only printed two thousand copies?" Ye Jing turned around in a hurry when he heard that there were only two thousand copies.

"Brother Ye, I can't do anything about it, but it should be fast in the future. The main reason is that the mold making is troublesome, and the printing is still very fast. At most, the second and third days of the Gregorian calendar can be printed." Zhang Junping smiled and comforted him. road.

"Okay! I'll take away [-] copies first, let them test the water, and see how the market responds. If it's good, we'll continue printing." Ye Jing called a three-wheeled scooter and left with [-] copies of the calendar. to Wangfujing.

Sending Ye Jing away, Zhang Junping breathed a sigh of relief, and it will be New Year's Day in two days.

Thinking of the opening of "Yangmei·DreamWorks" on New Year's Day, I was a little nervous and couldn't sit still.

Zhang Junping paced back and forth in the main room, thinking about the opening, what else to prepare, what work to do.

Zhang Junping finished all the homework assigned by the master yesterday, but he didn't dare to go to the master to hand in the homework.

He was afraid of irritating the master, and would increase her homework.

"Brother Zhang, someone is looking for you outside." Huang Juan walked into the main room and said to Zhang Junping.

"Who?"

"I don't know him, I say he's your friend."

"I'll go and have a look!" Zhang Junping stepped out.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang, I came here uninvited, so I hope Brother Zhang is not to blame!" Guan Jiaming walked in with a big smile.

"Brother Guan, you are a rare visitor! The last time we said goodbye, you didn't leave an address. I couldn't find you for a drink. I thought I would never see you again!" Zhang Junping shouted happily and hugged you. I live in Guan Jiaming.

"Brother, this is my brother's fault. My brother was in a bad mood that day, but I neglected my brother. I will compensate you." Guan Jiaming was also a little excited.

"It's okay, brother Guan, this big brother please do it in the room." Zhang Junping took Guan Jiaming's arm and dragged him into the room.

"Brother, let me introduce you to this Lord Jin..."

"No, Lord Guan, you're slapping me in the face. In front of you, how dare I call you Lord. Now I'm a shabby household who makes a living by selling ancestral property. You can call me Xiaojin." Lord Jin said very modestly.

Zhang Junping followed the words and looked at the people who followed Guan Jiaming.

The person who calls himself Xiao Jin looks to be in his 40s, not very tall, about 1.7 meters five, with a big back, gray hair, and looks very down and out.

The most conspicuous man was holding something wrapped in a sheet in his arms. It was quite long, about 1.8 meters tall, a little taller than Xiao Jin.

"Hehe," Guan Jiaming laughed twice, and then introduced: "Brother, let me tell you, this is not an ordinary person. If we let it go, when we met on the street in the Qing Dynasty, we have to kowtow to Lord Jin. This is the proper Lord Baylor."

"Oh, sorry for your disrespect, so you are the legendary Lord Baylor!
I heard someone mention Jinye's name in Xiushui Street before, but I didn't expect Jinye to come to the shop today, it is so glorious!
No wonder, this early in the morning, magpies are always calling above my head.

Jin Ye, please come to your house! "Zhang Junping smiled and cupped his hands at Lord Jin.

(End of this chapter)