Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

"Sister, I know! I won't let anyone touch them." He Bo said dejectedly.

"He Xiaobo, we can definitely be invincible in fair competition. Don't forget, we have only one garment factory in Qingshan County, and we have already covered the rags from the garment factory. Those who follow the trend want to buy and We have the same cheap raw materials unless we buy them from other places. Including freight, their cost will definitely not be lower than ours. If they use a whole piece of cloth to make the headdress, the cost will be more expensive. We can afford this price war. "Zhao Zhenzhu was afraid that He Bo was emotional, so she explained.

"Sister, you are right, I was so angry before. Even if we sell it cheaper, we will still make a profit." He Bo was a little embarrassed.

He Bo admired Zhao Zhenzhu's foresight.

Before, when Zhao Zhenzhen said that he wanted to sign a rag supply contract with the clothing factory, He Bo thought that Zhao Zhenzhu was making a fuss!

Looking back now, it must be Sister Pearl!

Otherwise, when their market is opened, the rags from the garment factory are bought by others, which would be called vomiting blood!

"Remember, don't panic when something happens, use your brain more. We are going to make a lot of money in the future, so don't do anything illegal, otherwise, it will be useless no matter how much money you make." Zhao Zhenzhu pointed at herself forehead and said with a smile.

"Yeah, sister, I remember." A smile appeared on He Bo's face.

Zhao Zhenzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He Bo has a bit of an impatient temper and doesn't know how to take detours when encountering problems. This is He Bo's shortcoming, and it is also He Bo's advantage.

If He Bo is a thoughtful person, Zhao Zhenzhu wouldn't trust him to cooperate with him!

After all, in a partnership business, only one "brain" is enough. The other one just needs to be strong in execution and able to listen to advice.

If the partners each have their own persistence and calculations, the business will not be far away from being broken up.

"Sister, how do you plan to price these new styles of hair flowers?" He Bo looked at a large package of new styles of hair flowers and asked:

"The most complicated one costs ten yuan each! This one is simpler for six yuan, and this one costs two and a half yuan..." Zhao Zhenzhu picked up the flower heads and explained them one by one.

"What? Ten yuan a head? Sister, are you wrong? How could anyone buy it if it's so expensive?" He Bo exclaimed.

Factory workers in this era only earn twenty or thirty yuan a month.

Those who are 40 to 50 months old are either senior technicians or managers.

Zhao Zhenzhu sells flowers for half a month's salary per head. He Bo thinks that Zhao Zhenzhu must have said something wrong, or that he may have heard something wrong because of something wrong with his ears.

"Is ten yuan a piece expensive?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.

"Expensive." He Bo nodded honestly.

"Then let me ask you, if you go on a business trip and see such a beautiful hair flower, would you want to buy one for Xiuhong?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.

"That's for sure." He Bo nodded fiercely.

His Xiuhong deserves better, let alone ten yuan, even if it is twenty, He Bo will buy it.

"Think about it, if a girl receives a hairband from her partner, do you think she would be happier to receive a hair tie worth 35 cents each, or would she be happier to receive a hairband that costs ten yuan?" Zhao Zhenzhu said with a smile. .

"Does this need to be said? I am definitely happier to receive a ten-dollar first-aid gift! Money cannot represent love, but a man who is not even willing to spend money on his woman must not have much love for this woman." At this point, He Bo's eyes lit up and he asked: "Sister, do you mean that this expensive head flower can be sold as a token of love?"

"Not only that, there are girls who like to dress up and have plenty of money, so they will also buy them." Zhao Zhenzhu is full of confidence.

No matter what the product is, expensive products have an expensive audience, and cheap products have a cheap audience.

People who can afford to spend ten dollars a head don’t care whether the first dollar is eight yuan or ten yuan.

If they can't afford it, even if Zhao Zhenzhen and the others sell it at a loss, they won't buy it.

"Sister, how about... let's sell it cheaper! Flowers cost ten yuan a head, and I'm... afraid that I won't be able to sell them." He Bo originally wanted to say, "I feel a little guilty about my conscience." After thinking about it, I was afraid of being scolded, so I quickly changed my words.

"Sold for ten yuan, the cost is not cheap. Let me teach you a trick. You tell the buyer that this is a new model from Hong Kong City. Only a hundred of each style are produced. Once sold out, they will be gone. Buy it. People who can afford it, all they want is face, understand?" Zhao Zhenzhu explained.

In her previous life, Zhao Zhenzhu saw a lot when doing business.

When many women buy something, they don’t look at whether it’s good or not, but whether it’s expensive or not.

Wearing clothes that are more expensive than others, carrying bags that are more expensive than others, using skin care products that are more expensive than others, and wearing jewelry that are more expensive than others, can make these women look radiant and in a good mood all day long.

Of course, Zhao Zhenzhen didn’t just charge a high price for his hair.

At least, the few styles that can be sold for more than ten yuan are indeed the new models from the same period in Zhao Zhenzhen's previous life in Hong Kong. Not only the materials used are exquisite and the workmanship is exquisite, but the design is absolutely novel and beautiful, and it looks very high-end.

"Sister, you are really good at understanding people's hearts." He Bo gestured his thumb to Zhao Zhenzhu.

He is superficial.

Their men also like to compare. What they compare is what cigarettes they smoke, what they drink, whose wife is beautiful, whose children are smart and sensible...

So do women. Compare who wears fashionable clothes. Whose man is capable, whose mother-in-law is considerate, whose natal family has good conditions...

In addition, it does not seem impossible to compare who buys the most expensive first flower.

"He Xiaobo, when you sell new hair flowers, you can do some gimmicks, such as buy one get one free, buy a new hair flower and get an old style hair tie, etc., which will help open up sales." Now that we have said this. , Zhao Zhenzhu taught He Bo a few tricks.

"Yes, yes, you can also buy two for 10% off, and buy three for 15% off, just like the first time we sold hair ties." He Bo said happily.

"That's right." Zhao Zhenzhu nodded repeatedly.

He Bo is a smart person. As long as she reminds him of some things, he will know how to draw inferences later.

"Sister, how come you have such a big brain and know so much?" He Bo blew a rainbow fart.

"When you do business for a few more years, you will be able to learn many things by yourself without a teacher." Zhao Zhenzhu said with a smile.

Zhao Zhenzhu did not tell lies.

Life is the best teacher. Zhao Zhenzhu’s "business skills" were slowly learned over more than 20 years in his previous life.

He Bo has just been in business for a few months, and it is already very good to be able to do what he is doing now.

"Sister, please arrange it. Should we sell a few new styles of head flowers first, or should we launch all new styles at once?" He Bo asked.

"Sell five models first! The rest will be released slowly..." Zhao Zhenzhen told He Bo the plan.

"Okay, I'll pick up the finished product tonight and leave for the city early tomorrow morning. This time, we will definitely make another big profit." He Bo geared up.