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Chapter 16 Ray's Marketing Law

The school affairs have come to an end and it is a new trading day.

On Sunday afternoon, Lin Yi took off his school uniform and put on a black sportswear from the German brand Adidas, which is as energetic as Slavic youth.

First, more and more people will meet in the future, and it is inevitable that you will have mental disorders, go to school to cause trouble and delay your hard study.

If you can't get into a good university, it's all their fault!

Second, no matter how much Adidas is, it is a German brand. Although the price is just a drop in the bucket compared to cars, those who have money to buy cars are willing to spend money on cars these days, but they may not be willing to spend money on a slightly more expensive set of clothes.

Lin Yi's set of a black background and a spiritual young man with white lines will not be underestimated by those who look at the dishes when he is wearing it.

The black Lin Yi walked to the old place with a large black plastic bag.

Guan Fei looked around, then winked, "Get into the car."

Lin Yi got into the car and subconsciously buckled the seat belt. Guan Fei was stunned, "Isn't it uncomfortable for you to wear this thing?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Lin Yi replied, but thought to himself, "I'm crazy and don't take my seat belt."

Alto's cheapness comes at a price. It is like the future national god Wuling Hongguang, without a single airbag.

You know, the advanced German Volkswagen Jetta has a full airbag in the steering wheel!

Although, there are fewer cars and fewer car accidents these days.

But be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship.

If Lin Yi was accidentally killed, he was sent to Africa on a business trip by his boss.

"You look down on your driving skills!" Guan Fei said, but he didn't take it to heart. Since he parted with Lin Yi last time, he has been wondering these days whether to make money according to the words of the little brother around him.

After thinking about it, I tossed and turned, and the life at night was no longer harmonious.

He thought about his elders and younger brothers, and finally made a decision, that was to do it!

Guan Fei thought it was clear, but it was not easy to say it out loud at this moment. After all, he took advantage of my little brother.

But in this era, the world is not as good as money, and fathers and mothers are not as good as money.

"Brother, we have met several times. What is your name? I don't know yet." Guan Fei leaned against the bed with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other, hoping that he would look very relaxed.

"It's going on Li Feiyu." Lin Yi finally resisted the feeling of bowing and signaling.

"Good name! Very hero!" Guan Fei praised.

"That's it! Brother Fei, I tell you, my dad is the 36th generation successor of Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi. That German engineer wanted to learn the three-legged cat kung fu that I knew, so he promised to take time to do these!" Lin Yi said seriously.

"So that's how it is." Guan Fei understood completely.

These days he is also wondering why the Germans only looked for their younger brother but did not look for others. If... he could find the Germans directly, wouldn't he be able to earn more...

He now understood that he knew how to do Kung Fu, and his father was also the descendant of Hunyuan and Tai Chi.

Guan Fei's mind was filled with great movements of the universe and the martial arts moves of Ti Yunzong. If he hadn't been afraid of delaying making money, he would have wanted Lin Yi to give him a look.

Fortunately, the idea of ​​making money finally overwhelmed these distracting thoughts.

He said, "Brother has thought about it these days, and I agree to the conditions you mentioned."

After he said that, he was a little nervous, afraid that the brother Li around him would suddenly change his mind like those little bosses.

Lin Yi stretched out his right hand, "Happy cooperation."

"Ah? Happy cooperation." Guan Fei immediately stretched out his right hand and held it.

At this time, Lin Yi suddenly said quietly, "Brother, how many hands do you have?"

"Two."

“How many hands are there on the steering wheel now?”

"Ah!?" Guan Fei also remembered that he was driving, so he quickly held the steering wheel with both hands, but it was still too late.

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

The whole car plunged into the snow pile on the side of the road.

Lin Yi and Guan Fei shook forward suddenly.

Lin Yi was wearing a seat belt, but Guan Fei almost spread it flat on Alto's front windshield.

Guan Fei on the glass said, "Brother, I understand, why do you have to wear a seat belt when you have kung fu? Sure enough! You have to be careful of the kitchen knife when you know kung fu!"

"Brother Fei, are you okay?" Lin Yi asked Brother Lao Dong with concern. He was still counting on him to make money for him, but he must not die.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's snowy." Guan Fei lifted himself off the windshield from the previous windshield, fastened his seat belt, fired it again, hung it in the reverse gear, and returned to the right path.

This time he held the steering wheel with both hands, sat upright and drove carefully, "How many did he bring this time?"

Lin Yi patted the black pockets in the back seat, "Ten sets."

"There are only ten sets..." Guan Fei still thought there were few.

You know, the first two guys who installed oil-refined artifacts were simply the ultimate tap water. When they saw someone’s car could not start, they couldn’t wait to say, “It’s okay for me to keep my car for how long it took, because my car was equipped with oil-refined artifacts!”

After these two guys, the eel-like propaganda, the name of the oil-making artifact is like onychomycosis.

One pass, two passes ten, it’s simply invincible!

Although it is one thing to hear, it is also one thing to make up your mind to buy it.

But this time, more than 20 people still arrived at the trading location that Guan Fei had set before.

So, Guan Fei was afraid that these buddies would feel unhappy after waiting for a long time but didn't buy it. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother, there are more than 20 people here this time. What should I do? Should I still draw lots?"

Lin Yi thought for three seconds and had a new idea.

"Yes! I'll still draw lots, but it's different from last time."

"Why are the difference?" Guan Fei said curiously.

"We use a double-lose draw this time."

"Double-lose draw?"

"It's our draw in two rounds. All buyers draw in two rounds in turn. Only those who win both times can buy directly."

"What should I do if I win once?"

"They can give them the right of first refusal."

“Priority right of refusal?”

"It means paying a deposit first, and then on the next trading day, they can get the oil-refining artifact without participating in the next round of lottery."

"But what if someone doesn't want to pay the deposit?"

"Then they can sell the priority purchase coupons in their hands, for example, one for one hundred and one."

"This! Can you still play like this?" Guan Fei stared at the dog and almost crashed into the snow pile again.

However, there are still some details that Guan Fei did not ask, and Lin Yi did not say.

If a product has the identity of "firm demand", then as long as it is "scarce", it will become popular.

Because it is no longer the product itself, it also has the social attribute of pretending to be an aunt.

This will give those who own the goods a sense of glory, and make those who don’t have it yet want to have it more.

The wise man from later generations was familiar with this method.
Chapter completed!
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