"Yang Ge, you really know how to play it cool."
"There were nearly twenty people just now. If it were me, I’d have sold them straight away."
Zhang Weiyang was almost exhausted. He had been busy promoting and explaining the Dream Recycling Radio to countless people until dusk.
"Weiyang, the most important thing in business is integrity."
"If we advertised it for tomorrow, then it must be tomorrow. If we casually change our plans, it might seem like we've sold a few dozen more units, but customers will become suspicious of our promotions. Later, when we have other events, no one will believe us."
"Integrity is the foundation of business. Weiyang, I hope you will always remember this, no matter when."
Chen Yang was unusually serious. Business would only grow bigger in the future, and under the impact of money, many people would get lost and become slaves to it.
Chen Yang did not want Zhang Weiyang to abandon his business principles for money.
Doing business must be based on integrity first. At least in Chen Yang's eyes, he would absolutely not allow any inferior products to be passed off as genuine.
He deeply abhorred the unscrupulous merchants of later generations who, for the sake of profit, produced toxic milk powder with melamine, gutter oil, and the like.
Money could be earned, but never ill-gotten gains.
"Yang Ge, I'll remember."
Zhang Weiyang fell silent for a long time after listening to Chen Yang's words. After serious consideration, he understood Chen Yang's good intentions.
Selling some radios early today might seem like a small matter, but it was related to integrity. Chen Yang feared that when he faced greater business opportunities in the future, he might not be able to hold his ground.
"Alright, let's have dinner. We'll all get an early rest today and wake up early to tackle it tomorrow."
Chen Yang patted Zhang Weiyang on the shoulder. The three of them found a nearby guesthouse, had a simple dinner, and went to sleep.
The next morning, the three of them were in too much of a hurry to even eat breakfast, rushing to the store.
"Everyone, please don't rush. Line up. We have plenty of stock."
The department store hadn't even opened yet, but a long queue had already formed outside. Liao Youren, who came to work early, was stunned. They weren't holding a street sale today.
Even if it were a street sale, the department store had never had so many people lining up before opening hours.
"Hurry up and open. We've already gathered ten people. We want a 30% discount."
"We gathered ten people yesterday. If the promotion hadn't started today, it wouldn't have been your turn."
As soon as Liao Youren spoke, the customers in the queue started arguing.
Liao Youren was utterly confused. What was this about gathering ten people? A 30% discount? What promotion was happening today?
What were all these things?
It was as if he had woken up overnight and could no longer understand people.
He knew every word, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them.
"Comrades, please don't worry, line up. We will definitely meet everyone's purchasing needs. There might be a lot of people today, so please don't be anxious, don't push. We are all civilized comrades, so please avoid any collisions."
Chen Yang was startled by the massive crowd.
There must be thousands of people here.
He desperately hoped there would be no stampedes.
"We've been queuing since early this morning. If we can't buy one, I'm not leaving."
Seeing Chen Yang and Zhang Weiyang, the crowd immediately recognized them and started shouting.
Chen Yang dared not speak, fearing he would be drowned by the people's saliva.
Liao Youren looked at Chen Yang and Zhang Weiyang. Weren't these the owners of the Dream Recycling Radio? They hadn't seemed to sell many radios in their shop for so long.
He had been thinking that the country's first private business was nothing special.
But this boss surnamed Chen had only arrived yesterday. With so many people lining up, Liao Youren felt he must be dreaming.
It couldn't be like this. Such a large number of customers couldn't possibly all be here to snatch up used radios. Surely, only a small portion were here for used radios, and the rest were here to buy from the department store.
Liao Youren kept comforting himself internally.
However, as the department store staff opened the doors, and everyone neatly headed towards the Dream Recycling Radio shop, Liao Youren was dumbfounded.
Then, he watched as customer after customer, holding money in their hands, loudly demanded that Chen Yang and Zhang Weiyang sell them radios.
This bustling scene was even more lively than a temple fair during the New Year!
Chen Yang, Zhang Weiyang, Lei Baoguo, and a Meng Xiaofei, the four of them were completely overwhelmed.
Chen Yang held a tin horn and continuously maintained order, Lei Baoguo helped hand out radios, Meng Xiaofei collected money, and Zhang Weiyang issued invoices.
Even so, they were still struggling to keep up.
They couldn't even collect money fast enough!
"There are ten of us. We want a 30% discount. We want four units at fifty yuan and six units at thirty yuan. 30% discount, a 30% discount!"
"We have eight people. Can we find two more to make ten and get the 30% discount?"
The people in the queue shouted louder than Chen Yang with his tin horn. Chen Yang felt his throat was about to go hoarse, but he couldn't suppress these fervent customers.
Even he hadn't anticipated that a promotion would cause such a massive sensation.
In less than an hour, all the more than two hundred and eighty radios in stock were sold out.
And the queue of people waiting to buy radios had already extended outside the department store.
Those who managed to buy radios were less than one-fifth of the people still in line.
This made those who had managed to grab a radio even happier, feeling like they had gotten a great deal.
This was the customer's sense of satisfaction. Buying it meant getting it for free. Who wouldn't want to enjoy the envious glances of others? Their strides even became more confident and upright.
"We've been queuing for so long, and now you're telling me you're sold out. I can't accept that."
"Exactly! My seventh uncle and I searched all night, gathered more than ten relatives, and traveled from many places to buy them. If you don't give us radios today, I'm not leaving."
A group of customers who hadn't bought radios were unhappy. It had only been a short while, less than an hour, and they were already sold out.
Especially those customers who were near the front of the line and were about to be served. Now they were told there were no more. How could they accept that?
Anyone would be upset in this situation!
Now it was Chen Yang's turn to have a headache.
He had initially thought that over two hundred radios would be enough, but they sold out in less than an hour. Even Chen Yang hadn't anticipated this.
"Give us radios! We want radios!"
"You promised a 30% discount. We want the 30% discount!"
No one knew who started it, but suddenly, the thousands of people in the queue shouted together. Chen Yang was almost dumbfounded by the scene.
Customers rushing to hand over money to buy products – this scene would surely make any merchant in later generations envious.
"Everyone, please calm down, calm down."
"We are out of stock. You definitely won't get any today. Please give us some time. We will discuss how to resolve this for everyone today and guarantee that you can get your radios later!"