Chapter 11 The magical power of appearance!

The two did not continue to ask other questions, and Chen Changliu was happy to save his words.

However, when they returned, instead of returning to the small hotel, Crocodile took them directly to an empty small warehouse. According to him, this was the warehouse used by his parents before.

Chen Changliu was not hypocritical. After all, the next plan also required a point for receiving and shipping.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the six people gathered at their temporary base.

Tonight will be divided into three groups. All the other people are excited and nervous. Chen Changliu understands this feeling, just like when he first entered the society and worked as a salesperson. He couldn't open his mouth and didn't dare to sell to customers, and he didn't have skilled sales skills.

What's more, they are just high school graduates, so this is why he asked everyone to come at 5 o'clock. He wants to give them intensive training and use scenarios of sales terms, which is a simulation exercise.

"I won't say any more nonsense. You all know what we are going to do tonight. This is our own business, so we can only succeed and not fail.

Last night, you also watched me selling to customers. You may feel embarrassed. Actually, I am the same. I did a lot of psychological preparation before I said it."

When Chen Changliu said this, the other five people looked strange. Do you call this a lot of psychological preparation? How come you are so skilled in shouting as soon as we see the stall is set up?

Chen Changliu also saw everyone's expressions, but he was too lazy to pay attention and started the simulation drill.

After an hour of intensive training, it looks like a good job. At least some of the most commonly used terms in the sales process can be used skillfully in front of him, especially Li Ping and Feng Qian.

"Okay, our intensive training ends here. You can only experience many things when you go to sell in person.

We are divided into three sales points. I suggest that the group with the lowest sales tonight should treat everyone to supper, and the money will be deducted from the future dividends. How about it? No objection?"

Chen Changliu's proposal was passed unanimously, and Chen Changliu could also see their fighting desire. After all, no one wants to be suppressed by others.

"Also, our small group needs an accountant to do statistics in the future. I suggest that Du Zhiqiu be responsible for it. Do you have any objections?"

Chen Changliu's words made Du Zhiqiu stunned for a moment, and then he quickly shook his head and refused.

"I... I can't do it. I haven't done these."

She was originally just because of Chen Changliu's family, she was in danger of dropping out of school, so she helped Chen Changliu within her ability.

Then it evolved into joining the gang, just wanting to experience social experience.

But her refusal was useless, and the others passed with 5 votes.

Chen Changliu gave her the invoice for today's purchase and the remaining money to enter into her account, and Du Zhiqiu had no choice but to accept it.

This time the purchase price was lower, and Chen Changliu also lowered the selling price a bit, in order to promote sales.

At 7 pm, Fulan Street, the same place as last night, Chen Changliu had already set up the stall. Today's goods were sufficient, and he and Du Zhiqiu took 80 T-shirts and 70 pairs of pants.

Setting up a street stall for sales is boring, but also full of a sense of accomplishment. Every time you sell a piece of clothing and receive money, you can feel happy.

Du Zhiqiu was at a loss at the beginning, blushing from time to time, but when she sold a set of clothes herself, her little face flushed with excitement.

Grabbing Chen Changliu's arm, she said: "Chen Changliu, I sold it, I sold it!"

Chen Changliu looked at Du Zhiqiu with interest, like a child who had obtained a favorite toy, and remembered that when he succeeded in his first sale in his previous life, he was the same as Du Zhiqiu now.

After that, Du Zhiqiu was like chicken blood, and the whole person was very positive. Then Chen Changliu sadly found that he seemed to be unable to sell better than Du Zhiqiu, especially some single men. It was simply that when Chen Changliu talked to them, they always looked at him with a disgusted look.

For the first time, Chen Changliu really saw the magical ability that appearance represents everything, which was simply a physical attack that beat him.

So what if you have better sales skills?

So what if you have a more enthusiastic smile and attitude?

In front of appearance, especially in front of the level of beautiful school beauties, it is simply vulnerable.

The aunts and uncles at the stalls next to them were jealous. Seeing that there was never a shortage of people in front of Chen Changliu’s stall, Chen Changliu could see their jealous eyes from time to time.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I wanted to take you flying, but who knew that I was the joke, and in the end I was taken flying by you."

Chen Changliu looked at Du Zhiqiu with sweat on his forehead, and suddenly felt a little distressed, and went to the side to buy a bottle of iced mineral water.

Du Zhiqiu had just sold a T-shirt when a bottle of mineral water was suddenly handed over to him.

"Du Zhiqiu, here, drink some water, and take a break. Let me do it, leave some opportunities for me, otherwise I will become a decoration!"

Du Zhiqiu was not polite, and smiled at Chen Changliu. After taking the mineral water, she found that the bottle cap had been unscrewed for her. You can't tell, he is quite careful.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, the three groups of people had returned to the temporary base. Although everyone looked very tired, they were very excited.

As soon as he saw Chen Changliu, Pang Wei shouted: "Rogue, I like the feeling of collecting money too much, haha!"

Everyone started chatting one after another. In short, they were timid at the beginning, but gradually they got better and started to enjoy the process.

After counting, Chen Changliu found that the other two groups had basically sold 70% of the goods, and they themselves had sold 85%, leaving too little to sell.

This was not unexpected to him. It was normal for some night market stalls to sell three to five thousand in one night.

What's more, Feng Qian and Li Ping were also beautiful girls, which also had a bonus effect.

After everyone's statistics, tonight's results finally came out.

Du Zhiqiu held a notebook and said: "Okay, I'll report our performance tonight.

Tonight we sold a total of 7,896 yuan, and the remaining backlog of goods is 46 T-shirts and 38 pairs of pants. If they are sold, it is conservatively estimated that they can still sell for 3,000 yuan.

We spent a total of 5,900 yuan on purchasing goods, which means that we have made a net profit of 2,000 yuan before we have sold all the goods."

"Wow, so much?"

"Are we so good?"

"Hehe, it seems that there is no problem in earning enough tuition this summer. When the time comes, I will return the tuition to my dad. I wonder how he will scold me!"