"Xiao Wu, have you gotten up?"

Early the next morning.

Wu Jun vaguely heard someone calling his name. He sat up from the floor and rubbed his eyes.

"Xiao Wu, I'm Aunt Liu. Have you gotten up? Everyone is waiting for you to open the door."

There was another call at the door.

Wu Jun listened carefully and saw that there was a lot of noise outside, as if there was a big gathering. From the sound of the commotion, it seemed that a lot of people were waiting.

What time is it? I have been working in a small supermarket for more than three years, and I have never had so many customers come to the door early in the morning.

"Could it be that...the customer who tried it yesterday came to buy rice?" Wu Jun was so happy that he got up from the floor, put on his clothes haphazardly, kicked on his slippers and left the house.

"Get up, get up, open the door right now." Wu Jun responded as he walked quickly towards the door and opened the door.

Wu Jun was startled when he opened the door.

Outside the small supermarket, there were at least twenty old men and women.

"Xiao Wu, hurry up and weigh me some of the rice you tried yesterday. My son and daughter-in-law will be going to work soon. There is water sitting on the gas stove in the kitchen, waiting for your rice to be cooked."

Aunt Liu on the 13th floor said as she squeezed into the small supermarket, as if the supermarket was having a discount and had some specials.

"Xiao Wu, yesterday's rice cost 5 yuan per pound, right? Let me weigh 20 pounds first." An aunt put a hundred-yuan bill into Wu Jun's hand.

"I'll take 10 pounds first."

"I'll give you 20 pounds."

A group of uncles and aunties rushed to stuff money into Wu Jun's hands, fearing that the rice would be sold out if he paid too late, and that his trip would be in vain early in the morning.

Many of them do not live in the building where the mini-mart is located, but are customers who came from other buildings to receive free rice after hearing that this supermarket gave away free rice yesterday.

With a good start early in the morning, Wu Jun felt happy.

It seems that the free rice delivery yesterday had an effect.

"Don't worry, everyone. We have everything. We have plenty of goods. Come one by one."

Wu Jun greeted everyone, went back into the supermarket, pulled out the electronic scale, and started weighing rice for the customers who had paid.

This wave of weighing had just finished, and before I could take a breath, another customer came to the door.

One morning, Wu Jun felt soft when collecting money, and his arms were sore when weighing rice.

Some people came into the store to buy cigarettes, ham, and small bread items. They were very curious when they saw this small supermarket that became popular in the early morning. After asking about the reason, they became curious about the rice they were talking about, and some of them also joined in.

An army of rice-buying customers.

It was busy until about 8 o'clock in the morning, when the number of customers began to decrease and things returned to normal.

At this point, the elders and aunties have already sent away the office workers at home, and the grandchildren have had breakfast and sent them to school.

Finally having some time to myself, I went out in twos and threes to the small park outside the community to join the morning exercise team.

The office workers have all gone to work, so naturally there are fewer people coming to buy things.

After working all morning, Wu Jun didn't even bother to eat breakfast.

After no one was in the store, I took a ham from the shelf and dealt with it casually.

From 8 a.m. to 11 a.m., there are very few customers coming to the supermarket to buy things.

Wu Jun sat back on the boss's chair and began to take stock of the morning's gains.

"50,100,250..."

A handful of colorful notes, totaling 2868 yuan.

I took out my mobile phone and took a look at the payment code posted on the counter. The total amount collected was 3021 yuan, which added up to a total of 5889 yuan!

The income in one morning is more than the supermarket usually earns in a month!

Of this nearly 6,000 yuan, less than 100 yuan is the income from selling other groceries, which can be ignored.

The rest is earned from selling rice, which is equivalent to net profit.

Conservative estimates suggest that earning over 10,000 yuan a day should not be a problem.

"If this momentum continues in a few days, dad's surgery fee will not be a problem!" Wu Jun was holding a handful of banknotes in his hand, feeling very excited.

It was definitely the first time for him to make so much money in such a short period of time.

"Welcome." The sensor at the door sounded.

When he heard that customers were coming to his door, Wu Jun calmed down his excitement and stuffed a handful of colorful banknotes into the small drawer of the cashier.

Looking up, a woman wearing a black lady's suit and skirt, with exquisite light makeup and a good temperament, whose specific age could not be seen, entered the store. Wu Jun couldn't help but take a second look.

"Boss, are you selling the small packaged rice yesterday?" After the woman entered the door, she asked Wu Jun behind the counter.

"Yes, yes, I'll weigh you as much as you want." Wu Jun stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Are there any whole bags? Just like Fulinmen, Golden Arowana, the kind that come in whole bags." The woman said, "I want to buy a bag and give it to my parents so they can try it."

After hearing the woman's words, Wu Jun's heart skipped a beat. He was so happy about making money that he forgot some important things!

Not only does my rice have no packaging, it doesn’t even have a name. It’s just a one-three-no product!

"I'm really sorry. This is a new variety of rice. It hasn't been officially put on sale yet. The manufacturer wants everyone to try it out and see how the market responds. If you want it in full packaging, it may take some time." Wu Jun found it.

An excuse to deal with.

"Oh, that's it, it doesn't matter. I bought it for my parents. It's not a gift. It's not that particular. It's best if it comes with packaging. It doesn't matter if it doesn't. Just weigh me 50 pounds first." The woman took it from the small bag on her shoulder.

He took out a red wallet, took out three hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Wu Jun.

"Long live understanding," Wu Jun took the money, gave 50 yuan in change, turned around and went inside to help her weigh 50 kilograms of rice.

Carrying 50 kilograms of rice out, Wu Jun felt quite heavy. He was a woman, so it would be difficult to carry it.

There were no other customers in the supermarket at this time, so he helped carry it out and stuffed it into the trunk of a dark blue smart.

Although this car is small, it looks like a toy car, and it costs tens of thousands to buy. Shimen City has developed rapidly in recent years, and parking spaces have become increasingly tight. Parking for such a compact car is very convenient.

"Thank you, boss. Remember to contact me when you get the package. Our bank often gives gifts to customers. I tasted your rice at a friend's house yesterday. It is used as a favor. It must be very popular." The woman said to Wu Jun.

His behavior was very favorable, he said with a smile and handed a business card to Wu Jun.

Can we?

Wu Jun was stunned when he heard this. He took a look at the business card and saw the woman's name and position on it: Jiang Yi, key account manager of the ICBC branch in xh district, Shimen City.

"Definitely, definitely, I will contact you as soon as possible." Wu Jun realized that Jiang Yi was a potential big customer in the future. After putting away his business card, he quickly agreed.

Jiang Yi drove away and Wu Jun returned to the supermarket.

I looked at the time and saw that it was just 8:30 in the morning, nearly 3 hours before the peak passenger flow period.

From 8 o'clock to 11 o'clock, during this time period, not many goods can be sold. On weekdays, you can't even sell anything worth 100 yuan, and the profit is even less, only a dozen yuan.

Instead of waiting to earn these ten dollars, it is better to take advantage of the lack of people and settle the "identity" of Rice first, so that he can contact Jiang Yi then.

Selling things in a vague manner like now is not a long-term solution after all.

Moreover, if sold in whole bags, the shipment volume will be larger than if sold in pieces.

Furthermore, bulk items always give people a low-end and cheap feeling, which is not commensurate with their high-end rice.

As soon as he thought of it, Wu Jun closed the small supermarket, washed himself, changed into clean clothes, and went out to the street.

Next to the North Second Ring Road, there is a department store wholesale market, where Wu Jun bought his small bags.

In the southwest corner of the market, there are many agency registration companies, registered trademarks and other companies.

Wu Jun came to the market and randomly entered a store.

"Hello sir, what business do you want to handle?"

As soon as he entered the door, a very quiet girl wearing a black suit and a pair of glasses greeted him.

Wu Jun looked away from the girl and asked straight to the point: "I would like to inquire, can you handle registered trademarks and the like here?"

"This is what our company does. Sir, please come and sit here, and we will sit down and talk in detail." The girl led Wu Jun to the sofa, asked Wu Jun to sit down, turned around and walked to the water dispenser, using a disposable paper cup to help him

He took a glass of water.

"My name is Chen Lin. What's your surname, sir?" Chen Lin put the disposable water cup in front of Wu Jun, leaned over and sat on the sofa opposite him.

"My surname is Wu, Wu Jun."

"Hello Mr. Wu, what trademark do you want to register?"

Wu Jun said: "I registered a rice trademark and hired hundreds of acres of land to grow rice in my hometown. There are also many rice farmers in the surrounding area. I want to further process it and then sell it."

"Oh, that's it. Are all your materials ready? Do you want to register in the name of a company or as an individual?" Chen Lin said professionally, "Class 45 trademark, rice belongs to the 30th food category

, the group is 3008-meter..."

Next, Chen Lin talked about a lot of various materials that needed to be prepared. She talked for more than ten minutes in one breath, and she was quite proficient in her business.

Wu Jun was dumbfounded when he heard that registering a trademark required a lot of materials and that the entire process would take more than a year.
Chapter completed!