pappabearbooks Chapter 741 Senior Trustee
Chapter 741 Senior Trustee
Most of the customers are locals, mostly elderly.
Most of them knew each other and were discussing in low voices whether to buy Dzi beads back.
The boss started a new round of introductions. At this time, a young man suddenly came over with a banner.
He was very excited, handed the banner to Long Zhao, and said: "Thank you boss for saving my mother's life!"
As he pretended to kneel down, Long Zhao quickly helped him up and said, "We are strangers, why did you say I saved your mother?"
The young man replied excitedly: "My mother has been paralyzed in bed for a long time. Last week, my wife bought a Dzi bead. She said that massaging her feet with Dzi beads would make her legs and feet brighter, so she bought it back and insisted on giving it to my mother." I’m doing massage, and my mother has actually stood up today.”
At this time, an old woman in a wheelchair appeared at the door of the store with tears on her face. She held Long Zhao's hand and said, "Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss. God will bless you who do good deeds."
"Didn't you say that my mother's legs are healed? Why are she still in a wheelchair?" Long Zhao asked.
"I'll stand up now." The old woman stood up immediately. She was completely unlike a person of her age. Her hands and feet were as nimble as those of a young person. She looked like she was seventy or eighty years old.
"Mom, you just recovered. Thank you to the boss. It's time for us to leave." The young man quickly stopped her from jumping up and down.
"Hey." The old woman reluctantly sat back in the wheelchair and was pushed away by the young man.
"Ahem." Boss Long coughed lightly and said, "A little incident, maybe it's just luck, and the paralysis happened to be cured."
The customers were all frightened by the scene just now, especially the old man who was so agile and didn't look like he was sick at all.
After looking at each other, they started to rush into the store to buy.
"I want one!"
"Give me this dzi bead!"
"Boss, how much does this Dzi Bead cost?"
The atmosphere in the venue instantly became heated. Long Zhao was too busy to keep up and kept saying: "This six-eyed Dzi bead costs 100 yuan, and this seven-eyed Dzi bead costs one hundred and fifty yuan. Hey, the one you have has nine eyes, the most expensive one. I’ll sell it to you for 300 yuan.” He answered while holding a loudspeaker, creating a promotional atmosphere in the factory.
"If you want to buy it, hurry up and do it. There are only three hundred pieces in total. If you sell them, they will be gone."
After his urging, the people inside became even more anxious, and some even shouted: "Don't push me! I'm picking."
Lin Ran and Zheng Xueming chose a corner with fewer people and watched all this silently.
Lin Ran finally understood, where did he learn the marketing routine of health care products?
A marketing master once said that sell dreams to young people and sell health to old people.
As people get older and experience more illnesses, they value life more.
They are willing to spend a lot of money as long as it gives them some hope.
Moreover, these old men seem to be residents of the city and should have a certain amount of savings.
I took it out without asking more than 100 people. I was happy after buying the Dzi beads.
The number of dzi beads in Longzhao's store was instantly reduced by half. Lin Ran felt inferior to this level of marketing.
"Brother Lin, do you think Dzi Beads really have this magical effect?" Zheng Xueming was also a little puzzled.
Lin Ran chuckled: "Brother Zheng, you are also an antique maker. You still don't know what effect this jade has?"
"But the old man just now was really very skilled." Zheng Xueming muttered in his heart.
Lin Ran finally understood and said, "Brother Zheng, you have been brainwashed by their atmosphere."
Even businessmen like Zheng Xueming will be brainwashed, let alone those with little education.
"It was not an old man at all, just a special actor wearing makeup." Lin Ran explained that when the old man appeared just now, Lin Ran observed that she had wrinkles all over her body.
But when she jumped up, looking through her collar, she saw that her skin was not fair at all.
Moreover, the young man pointed into the loudspeaker when speaking, clearly speaking to the customers on purpose.
After listening to Lin Ran's analysis, Zheng Xueming couldn't help but slap his forehead: "So that's it, I thought Dzi beads really have such a magical effect!"
Originally, he was doing marketing, but Lin Ran had no problem with it.
But there was absolutely no way he could turn a blind eye to this kind of fraud.
"Boss, are your dzi beads authentic?" Half of the dzi beads have been sold, so the store is a little empty, and Lin Ran also has the opportunity to get close to Long Zhao.
Long Zhao glanced at the two of them and said impatiently: "Of course it's true. If you have doubts, don't buy it."
Anyway, he had no shortage of customers. Lin Ran picked up Li Jiaren's photo and said, "Did you sell him the dzi beads he was wearing?"
Long Zhao was displeased: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Didn't you see the group photo?"
Lin Ran sneered and said, "Don't rush to buy them yet. I'm afraid the Dzi beads in this store are all fake."
Lin Ran probably moved closer to the speaker when he spoke so that everyone present could hear him.
Sure enough, the customer who was busy just now stopped.
Lin Ran took advantage of the situation and said: "There is a problem with this photo. Why is Mr. Li Jiaren wearing summer clothes, but you are wearing winter clothes? Boss, are you not in good health? According to your theory, wearing Dzi beads every day should make you feel better, right? Can’t compare to Hong Kong entrepreneurs?”
The customer who was choosing Dzi beads put down the beads in his hand and looked at Long Zhao: "Boss, is this photo fake?"
Just when Long Zhao was about to explain, Lin Ran continued: "I was still thinking about what these photos were about, but now I understand."
Speaking of this, Lin Ran couldn't help laughing.
This boss dragon is indeed a talent. Because there was no PS in this era, he did something extremely crazy.
I found a photo of Li Jiaren shaking hands with someone, then took the photo from the same angle, cut out my photo, and put it together with Li Jiaren’s photo.
It's like pasting two silhouettes on the same background. Because they are placed in a photo frame, the photo frame is deliberately broken to create the effect of an old photo.
Long Zhao couldn't help but blush: "You're talking nonsense! Besides, what can the photo represent?"
"The photo really doesn't mean anything, but at least it shows that you are bragging." Lin Ran picked up a dzi bead and looked at it for a while.
"Don't touch it if you don't want to buy it!" Long Zhao was angry and winked at the clerk, asking him to snatch the dzi bead back.
However, Lin Ran avoided the clerk's hand with a clever turn and said to everyone: "Not only are your photos fake, but this dzi bead is also fake."
"Give it back to me quickly!" The clerk didn't want to lose his job, so he pulled Lin Ran's clothes and said.
Lin Ran was only targeting Long Zhao, not the clerk. He turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, if this is a real Dzi bead, I will buy it for 300 yuan."