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Chapter 206 Disgusting Business Model(2/2)

They had never thought about this issue before.

But now, after Ren Yan pointed out something, their hearts became much heavier.

This world may not be as simple as they imagined.

"Teacher Ren, I have another question."

When Ren Yan was about to get off the car, Wang Bo stopped Ren Yan.

Ren Yan turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Why just now Awei said that he could not find an affordable ice cream in the supermarket, and even the most popular snow lotus before disappeared? What does this have to do with high-priced ice cream?" Wang Bo asked seriously, without the casual expression of a big dog on his face.

Ren Yan glanced at Wang Bo deeply.

He actually doesn't want to talk about this problem very much.

It's still live broadcasting now, and it's not just these high-priced ice creams that are offended.

But when he saw Wang Bo's appearance and the puzzled expressions of the students around him, Ren Yan decided to speak out.

He is a teacher, and his responsibility is to let his students know more and know more.

As for the rest, it is not something a teacher should think about.

Ren Yan sighed and spoke slowly: "Because there is a concept called profit per unit area in the supermarket."

"As the name suggests, it is the profit that can be produced by a unit of area."

"Start with the affordable ice cream you asked about."

"The unit area occupied by a freezer is fixed, so its value depends on the goods within the freezer."

"The volume of affordable ice cream is not much different from that of sky-high ice cream, but the profits they bring are indeed very different."

"I just said that the profit of sky-high ice cream is about 600%. If it wants to join a supermarket, the supermarket will be divided at least 30% or even 50%.

"In that case, how much money can you make by selling an ice cream in the supermarket?"

"What about those affordable ice creams? 50 cents, one yuan, five yuan. Even if their profit is 100%, how much money can it bring to the supermarket?"

"Not to mention, the net profit of most affordable ice cream is only a few cents or a few cents."

"And supermarkets are also a profitable place, so what would you choose if you were the ones?"

"In addition, these sky-high ice creams have a 'national-level' popularity and good-looking packaging. People will feel more pleasing to the eye when opening the freezer, and they may just pick it up."

"As for what you will say afterwards, what will you think in your heart?"

"Do you think this kind of supermarket care?"

After saying that, Ren Yan also pointed to the supermarket in front of him.

This large supermarket is located in a business district, with people coming and going every day and countless passenger flows.

"What they need is not repeat customers, just new customers every day is enough for them to make a profit."

"So, these sky-high ice creams can only enter large supermarkets and squeeze out the living space of affordable ice creams."

"As for those affordable ice creams such as snow lotus and small pudding, it may only be the kind of small supermarkets that rely on repeat customers."

After saying that, Ren Yan did not pay attention to the emotions of the students in Class 9 anymore, and walked to the supermarket not far away by himself.

And the bus was completely silent.

Especially Wang Bo, he felt a sense of disgust for the first time.

I feel disgusted by this business model that only pursues interests but not emotional value.

And Wang Shanhai's figure involuntarily appeared in his heart.

Having his father made his business so big, would he adopt this disgusting business model?

Wang Bo doesn't know.

I took out my cell phone and wanted to ask Wang Shanhai, but I still didn't have the courage to make this call.

He was afraid to know the result he guessed.

Finally, I could only sigh and threw myself into the seat, holding the ice cream in my mouth, and burst into despair.
Chapter completed!
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