The two boxes of mousse are not small, and they are placed behind the 28-large bar and must be tied with a rope to make it.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, people are still in the year, and Zhang Xu's lonely figure on the streets looks a little thin.

After walking through seven or eight streets, I searched for another half an hour before I found the destination.

The bicycle stopped at a hair salon in the alley.

He held the note and the address on the door sign was right and right. After confirming it, he was about to go in, when two customers walked out in disappointment, and were still a little disappointed when they spoke.

"That's not true, why don't we go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow?"

"Mousse is all imported. The supply and marketing cooperative has not changed its style for many years, so how could it be there?"

"Then go to the pedestrian street to have a look."

......

Zhang Xu smiled and smiled as he heard the conversation between the two.

Just a song makes a product popular, even if it is placed in the future, it is rare.

He really has to thank this era for its information blockage and brought him this first pot of gold.

"No, you guys wait a little longer, I'll have it right away. I'll be there tomorrow, I promise you!"

The boss followed out from the inside, he was a young man, just a few years older than Zhang Xu, and his hairstyle was also the popular half-length hair at that time, as if he had come out of a picture.

The two looked at each other, and before Zhang Xu could speak, the other party found the words on the box.

"Come here to send mousse?" The boss quickly met him.

On the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, there are not many stores here, and there are still door-to-door delivery, which is even more rare.

"Yes, we said on the phone that these are two boxes, a total of forty-eight bottles, 384 yuan, and you can give it 38."

I thought the boss would pay the money with ease, but the other party seemed to have not heard Zhang Xu say anything, and opened the box on his own, picked up one of the bottles, and sprayed some on his hand.

The foamy mousse was in the palm of his palm, and he gently wiped it on his head, and the boss nodded unconsciously.

Zhang Xu glanced at the look of anticipation and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's strange that you said. This thing is not very waxy. Why are so many people asking about it in the past two days?"

"This is not brought out by Fei Xiang of the Spring Festival Gala. Don't worry, the number of people you want to buy next is only a lot."

"We'll promote the price, these eight are a bit high."

Listening to the other party's desire to bargain, Zhang Xu's face turned ugly: "We all agreed on the phone that if you do business like that, forget it."

After he finished speaking, he took Moss back from the other party with anger and pretended to leave.

Just now, two customers who wanted to buy mouss were gone. Now they finally had one, so the boss was reluctant to let him go: "Don't interfere, eight yuan is really high, I only have ten yuan for them. Let's put a total of more money, and I want more."

Zhang Xu didn’t understand the truth that small profits were profitable but quick turnover.

However, this also has a prerequisite.

There are nearly 500 boxes of mousse in the entire supply and marketing cooperative in Guanzhou, and the use of hair wax is used in other places.

He has control over the supply of goods, and it will take at least half a month for anyone outside to come in.

As long as the seventh day of the Lunar New Year is over, this guy will be even more in short supply.

Bargaining?

hehe!

"No, you can say as much as you wish. Since you can't afford it, forget it. The two of you just now also wanted to buy it. I'll ask them if they want it."

Zhang Xu deliberately made a fuss and turned around and pretended to leave. The hair salon owner suddenly became anxious: "Who can't afford it? It's enough, only eight yuan is eight yuan, I'll get you money!"

Businessmen are all in a disadvantageous way.

The hair salon owner had a fifteen yuan talk to someone before, and just reported a false number to Zhang Xu.

In the era when the per capita salary was not over fifty years old, a 15-yuan mousse was considered a luxury.

When the boss came out again, he had a stack of money on his hands.

Zhang Xu thought he could see the blue hundred-dollar bill, but almost all those who came through this hand were furious bills.

It is amazing to see a five-yuan denomination.

But this is not a fault for others. In this era, hair salons only cut their hair for 50 cents. Who would normally take a hundred to spend in this place?

Zhang Xu stood at the door of the hair salon, and with the faint light, he counted clearly in front of the other side.

A few minutes later, the boss put Moss in a conspicuous position and came back. Seeing that he was still there, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't worry, you are like a personal sperm and can't fool you."

Three hundred and eighty yuan.

This is the first pot of gold for Zhang Xu.

He lost money mostly because of excitement.

"boss!"

Just as the boss turned around and was about to go back, Zhang Xu called him

"What's wrong? You can't miss it. I've counted it. Don't fool me!" The other party looked at Zhang Xu cautiously.

"I'll give it too much." Zhang Xu said and handed over two tickets, one yuan and fifty cents.

Seeing this, the hair salon owner immediately smiled and took it over, and his heart also changed a lot of attention to Zhang Xu: "You kid, okay, I want this mousse from you in the future."

Seeing this, Zhang Xu was overjoyed, but on the surface he still had a calm face: "This... you have to be mentally prepared. Moss is very popular now. People have raised the price for me. The next time the goods will be increased by two yuan."

"Two, two dollars?!" This price obviously made the other party a little unacceptable: "Good guy, is this price ruthless enough?"

"There's no way, I can't lose money, right?"

The boss looked at his sincere eyes, and after Zhang Xu recovered the amount of money just now, he thought he was honest and believed in what he said now.

But he didn't know that the money he just counted was 38.

Zhang Xu deliberately retrieved 1.5 yuan, which was intentional.

First, I wanted to find an excuse to continue talking to the boss and reach a second business.

Secondly, it is to make the other party trust him so that he can discuss price increases.

Now it seems that this move has been done.
Chapter completed!