A night market was set up on the street where the 'Harmony Home Appliance Supermarket' was located. The section of the road about 300 meters has been renovated and renovated, and shops have been built on the first floor of the street.

As the night comes, the lights are on in the hundreds of small shops, they can hold up the awnings, move out tables, chairs and counters, and simply sit up for small business. There are all kinds of things to sell clothing, books, braised vegetables, second-hand goods, and daily necessities.

This is not done by "Sheng Light", but the local neighborhood committee came to the door to hope that the "home appliance supermarket" could open at night to attract customers and allow some unemployed young people in the street to have a job.

He Yulan agreed very happily. She also took the initiative to borrow one million to the neighborhood committee and the street office, sent someone to help the other party decorate the store, and gave some advice on the business.

Mocheng also helped to enable bus companies to open buses that last until 12 o'clock in the night to facilitate the flow of people.

This measure was a great success. Many customers had to go to work during the day and couldn't come to purchase, and it was really convenient for many people to continue operating at night.

There are so many customers coming, even if you don’t buy home appliances, you can’t avoid the lively night market outside the supermarket, and you can’t avoid walking around and walking around. When you are tired, you have to sit down. Naturally, you will have to spend money.

The unemployed young people near the street not only have jobs, but also have many idle people to arrange employment. A hundred small shops seem inconspicuous, but whether they make money or not, you can tell by looking at the smile on the shop owner's face.

"Mr. Zhou, you are really a Buddha now." Xiao Jinlang walked in the night market and sighed repeatedly, "This street alone supports many families."

Zhou Qingfeng next to him was trying on sunglasses at a dressing stall, and bargained with the stall owner. He was fifteen yuan a pair. He thought it was expensive and said that he had bought several thousand pairs and knew the wholesale price, so he was willing to pay only seven yuan.

The owner of the dressing stall was so angry that he waved his hands and shouted repeatedly: "Young man, you are too ruthless in bargaining. For the sake of the first business tonight, take it and take it, don't let me see you again."

Zhou Qingfeng happily paid and bought large sunglasses and put them on.

Ma Qianshan was also by his side and said happily: "Mr. Zhou, you are very good at bargaining."

"Where is the best place? The wholesale price of these sunglasses is at most three yuan. The boss and everyone they have to do with." Zhou Qingfeng also asked the stall owner for a label and put it on a corner of the sunglasses. It was very tacky, but he was very happy.

The supermarket is open until 10 o'clock, and hundreds of employees are indispensable to get off work and sit down at the night market, buy some drinks and eat, and discuss the work performance of the day. Coupled with the flow of customers coming and going, the market is full of atmosphere.

There is an electronic game stall in the night market. Zhou Qingfeng ran over to play, bought three bottles of soda at a food stall, grabbed a handful of skewers, distributed them to the other two, and walked slowly and ate them slowly.

The street has sanitation and joint defense, responsible for sanitation and public security. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng’s leftover bamboo sticks, they reminded him not to throw them around anywhere and keep the ground clean.

The night market is crowded, but it is very comfortable although it is noisy. Smelling the aroma of various snacks, Zhou Qingfeng stopped in front of each stall for a while, and by the way, he also commented on whether it tastes delicious or not.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you going to do next?" Ma Qianshan asked with some meaning.

"Which aspect do you ask?"

“VCD.”

"Continue to build up production capacity. Kunming will have to go on two more production lines by the end of April, with a daily production capacity of 5,000 units. Now dealers across the country are holding cash and blocking the factory gate to ask for goods. How much does it have, they want as much.

Yunnan Province should have read the supply chain article I wrote and is planning to raise another 3 billion yuan of funds to fill in the gaps in the industrial chain and keep the profits in the province as much as possible.

Now several banks have expressed their willingness to provide loans, with a considerable interest rate. Even Mitsui wants to intervene and send someone to investigate the direction of the VCD market.

So, don’t think that annual sales of millions of units are my brag. This is something that can be done. VCD products will be popular and hot within five years until they are replaced by more advanced products.”

Zhou Qingfeng is very confident about this. As for the stall he is currently opening, his sales ability is absolutely sufficient.

Historically, China has crossed the video recorder and entered the digital image era directly. The annual sales of VCDs can reach more than 6 million units. This market has attracted countless manufacturers and funds to influx, which is simply crazy.

But not much money is made.

The three of them continued to walk. There was a video room in the night market, which used the VCD of "Holy Light" and a large color TV. There was a curtain hanging at the door to cover it, but the sound could be clearly transmitted.

Maybe it was playing Hong Kong martial arts movies, and it was humming and hahaha.

A blackboard was placed outside the curtain and wrote the disc tonight. The wooden board was leaning against a table, and a fat woman who collected money sat behind her. Zhou Qingfeng walked over and asked. Three yuan per person, five yuan all night, but not cheap.

"Young man, come in and have a look. There will be a wonderful show after twelve o'clock."

Zhou Qingfeng and the other two understood it all, and walked away with a smile.

Ma Qianshan continued to ask: "Mr. Zhou, Mocheng also wants to use a few VCD production lines. As long as the 'Holy Light' agrees, the city will definitely give the best conditions."

Now the core components of VCD are controlled by Zhou Qingfeng. If he doesn't nod, other companies can only use imported goods. Besides, not everyone can have a nationwide supply chain, and not everyone can produce products in three months.

If other companies want to enter the market, the "Holy Light" will not be able to overcome the hurdle. However, the product profit is so high, there will definitely be people who do not listen to advice and will definitely be hit by the hammer.

But the magic has the best electronics industry in the country, so he is definitely unwilling to let go of the fat piece of VCD and always wants to try it. But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Isn't it good to make supporting facilities?"

Ma Qianshan smiled bitterly at it and could not answer the conversation.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Last year's trade with CIS countries, including barter and currency swaps, totaled more than 300 million soft sister coins. A small half of the order was eaten by the Demon City and the Imperial City.

It is said in newspapers that Jiangxi relies on investment from "Holy Light" and its GDP growth rate last year was beyond imagination. The Demon City made a fortune in silence and made more money. What is the growth rate?

The Magic City should think about making breakthroughs in the semiconductor industry. I have given enough benefits. I have to let other provinces have a way to make money."

Ma Qianshan just passed on a message. After Zhou Qingfeng refused, he could only beg for forgiveness and stopped talking. But he knew that some people would definitely not believe in evil, and would still hate the "Holy Light" for eating alone. As for the result, he was too lazy to care.

Xiao Jinlang on the other side was not surprised by this. He was often asked by various parties to come to Zhou Qingfeng for questioning. The president has always been honest and agreed if he could. He did not delay if he could. He was never afraid of offending others.

After visiting the night market along the street, the neighborhood next door was dark. Zhou Qingfeng and the other two came out to contact the market to relax. At this moment, they were satisfied and prepared to walk back.

But a black shadow suddenly emerged from the darkness and walked quickly to the three of them, holding some murder weapon in their hands.

Old Xiao walked in front of him, shocked and thought he had encountered a robbery. But the black shadow approached and was illuminated by the light on the street, and it was revealed that the "murder weapon" in his hand was a stack of spread CDs.

"Boss, do you want a deal?" The black shadow asked Lao Xiao first, looked at it, and added, "Movies, TV series, you need anything."

Xiao Jinlang was so amused that he shook his head, "Thank you, no need."

The black shadow did not leave, took another step forward, stared at Ma Qianshan, and at the same time he looked at it, and asked, "Boss, do you want the software game?"

Ma Qianshan smiled and shook his head and said, "Thank you, no need."

The black shadow still didn't leave and stared at Zhou Qingfeng again. This time, there was no need to look at him, and the other party asked directly: "Young man, do you want pornographic films? There are both in Europe, America, Japan and South Korea."

Your sister!

Do I look like this?

Uncle Zhou was furious.
Chapter completed!