In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

"Meng Altar Master, are you there?"

In Tianlin Pavilion, inside the pen altar, Wang Laozheng rushed over excitedly.

"Old Wang? What's the matter?"

A bad premonition rose in Meng Xiu's heart.

"I have good news and bad news, which would you like to hear first?"

Meng Xiu frowned, why are you still playing tricks?

"Let's hear the bad news first."

"The bad news is that the price protection policy we introduced has not worked at all."

"People think that since the price of pens will not be reduced in the future, it doesn't hurt to buy them again in the future."

Hearing these words, Meng Xiu felt as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue!
He felt that the price protection policy he thought of was already very good, but he didn't expect that it would have no effect at all?
Is the fight between pens and brushes not about quality, but marketing? !

After many years, Meng Xiucai discovered that no matter how good a good thing is, if it is not well-known and popular, it will not be very easy to sell.

On the contrary, if everyone is buying a piece of junk, then many people will also flock to it.

Quality is important, but not the only indicator.

"Could it be that you came to me today because those dealers refused to continue to act as agents, so you asked me to reduce production as soon as possible?"

Meng Xiu said bitterly.

When new products are launched, many failed new products will go through this step.

If the new product cannot be sold, it will occupy the best seat in vain, and the agents will naturally not be happy.

Therefore, this new product will be called back, and Tianlin Pavilion will naturally reduce production, or even stop production completely.

"Hey... I still failed the Holy Son..."

"Maybe I'm not suitable for this line of work..."

Meng Xiu's face was full of distress.

Mr. Wang was stunned, it seems that he was too deep in this hurdle, and Meng Xiu misunderstood him!
"Altar Master, don't you have some good news that you haven't asked?"

"What's the good news? Could it be that Tianlin Pavilion didn't let us stop production?"

"The good news is that yesterday, when the dean was shopping for pens, he happened to meet the Holy Son!"

"After Shengzi's on-site inspection, Dean Kong concluded that the feel of this iron fountain pen can reach [-]% of that of a gold fountain pen!"

"Then the Holy Son also confirmed that the golden pen is of great help to writing the soul!"

"So people started grabbing it."

"After this incident spread quickly, countless people flocked to it, and yesterday's daily revenue was 300 million!"

Elder Wang said excitedly.

He didn't expect that the marketing strategy he had arranged for a long time would be useless, and as a result, a few conversations between the dean and the son could drive countless people into madness.

"So today is for you to continue to increase production!"

Meng Xiu was dumbfounded at this moment.

"Three... 300 million?!"

"Not bad! This is just a preliminary trial near the Confucius Temple."

"It's unimaginable if it is extended to the entire Great Zhou!"

Hearing this news, Meng Xiu cried with joy!

I finally lived up to the expectations of the Holy Son!
But this time it can be said to rely on luck, in the future, I must exercise my abilities in other aspects!

Some families are happy and some are sad, the calligraphy brush altar is now in a dead silence.

No one dared to speak!
Because at this time Wu Tao was going crazy!
"Why?! Obviously the winning ticket is already in hand!"

"That kid surpassed us by luck again?!"

"This is not fair!"

Wu Tao slammed the teacup in his hand to pieces.

"Now the amount he sells in a day should not add up to that much in the remaining days."

"I have no choice but to give Mengxiu a gift to make amends...or find the Holy Son, but we don't have that face."

Wu Tao finally calmed down.

If no one intercedes for him in the future, then he will definitely not be able to sit still in this position!
My industry, which has been accumulated for tens of hundreds of years, can't beat a one that just came out a few days ago?
If this is not leadership, what is it?Besides, I have such a bad criminal record, Pavilion Master Xiao has long been unhappy with himself...

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiu would not accept any of the gifts they sent!
Meng Xiu had no choice but to give up and start looking for other relationships.

What he didn't expect was that Meng Xiu would take the initiative to intercede for him at the end of the month meeting!

The reason is that he thinks that his experience is too shallow, and he needs a strong opponent to encourage each other!
Isn’t this what the Son of God said at the very beginning? !

Wu Tao couldn't figure it out no matter what, why he didn't accept anything, but still did this in the end, what was he trying to do?
After Ye Chen returned home, he continued to integrate the exercises.

This time, of course, he wanted to integrate a copy of the skills of the innate master to improve his own cultivation.

After all, there are already cracks in the stone tire, so we can't always rely on the avatar.

This time, there was enough energy and skills, so Ye Chen started to let himself go.

Books of exercises were thrown into it as if they didn't want money.

The mountain of exercises that I bought back began to fall down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's a pity that Ye Chen was not very satisfied with the fused skills.

The ladies in Xuantian mirror were dumbfounded.

"Sister, have we been away from human society for too long, and there is something wrong with our common sense?"

"What's wrong?"

"Cultivation techniques should be durable goods, right? It should be a book that needs to be practiced for a long time, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Then look at Mr. Ye's skill mountain? Mr. Ye is not so fast even if he eats it?"

The girls were completely shocked.

These exercises were all bought with real gold and silver, and the girls saw the silver decrease with their own eyes, and then it rained exercises.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the Holy Son to take it out and tear it up, but if it is not, then what is it doing?

"I heard that Mr. Ye is very good at fusing exercises. Could it be that he is fusing exercises now?!"

"No matter how powerful the fusion kung fu is, it's impossible to achieve this speed?!"

"But that's Young Master Ye!"

"Okay, since it's Mr. Ye, it's fine."

All the girls were relieved.

As for the fusion of exercises, it was naturally that Zhulong talked to them when he was fishing.

He said that if Ye Chen wasn't so perverted, he might not have fallen into this situation.

However, the situation seems to be good now.

It's a pity that Zhulong is still too young to understand the dangers of the human heart.

At this time, after a large number of failed fusions, Ye Chen also began to think of a way.

Even if ordinary kung fu is fused, it will not go anywhere well, and pheasants cannot give birth to phoenixes.

Therefore, to combine top-level skills, the raw materials must basically have top-level skills to participate.

But since it is a top-level skill, Ye Chen is naturally reluctant!
If there is no fusion, something will be useless!

However, Ye Chen gritted his teeth and started to try.

But Ye Chen seems to have used up his good luck today, and he didn't come up with any good skills after merging for a long time!
Even now, only Xuanshui dharma body is left in his hand!
"No way, one is good and the other is bad. In the end, it's all rubbish. It's a pity that I have so many top-level exercises!"

Ye Chen was on the verge of crying now.