Reborn 92's Business Tycoon Chapter 505: Is about to begin

It was a fine day on 30 June.

By fine, I an it was sunny and not raining.

It was the end of June, so you couldn't expect it to be cool.

Feng Yiping woke up, and as usual, his wife Huang Jingping was not beside him. She usually got up early, and these days, even more so. There was no choice, being a daughter-in-law was not easy. Her grandparents and parents had not yet returned ho, so she had to be more active than usual.

As he squinted and dressed, Feng Yiping had a feeling that he had not had for a long ti: so annoyance, so nervousness, and so anticipation.

This feeling was very familiar. Before university, it was like this every ti before an important exam. It was just that after going to university, this feeling had indeed been long gone.

Unlike before, he can no longer feel nervous before an exam. It's not because he doesn't care about the result, but because although he's not sure how high a score he can get, he knows exactly how low a score he can get – no matter how bad he does, he'll pass.

While brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror and laughed a little. Now that he has at least so foundation, why is he still so impatient?

At Feng Yiping's, Feng Zhanchang has returned to his old ways. He generally stays out of the kitchen, but he's not idle. He's currently watering the flowers in the yard with his grandfather.

Breakfast is ready, and i Qiuping and Huang Jingping are serving it at the table. When they see him coming down, i Qiuping says with a smile, 'I told you there was no need to call. That's the good thing about him. The more important the matter, the more conscientious he is. He's been like that since he was little.'

Huang Jingping smiles sweetly, 'That's because you've done a good job of raising him!'

Feng Yiping had a small opinion about this remark. It seed that all his fine qualities were the result of his parents' education. Hadn't I exerted so subjective initiative myself?

But this remark struck a chord in i Qiuping's heart. She bead, touched Huang Jingping's head, and said to Feng Yiping, 'Go tell Grandpa and your father to eat.'

Am I out of favour? Feng Yiping thought depressedly.

'Nervous?' Feng Zhanchang put a fried egg on his plate.

In the past, when the family was struggling, whenever there was sothing good on the table, they would make Feng Yiping eat it first. Now that things have improved, they still can't break the habit.

'Not really,' Feng Yiping said, taking a sip of milk. 'I don't know how good it is, but judging from the sales after the New Year holiday, it can't be that bad.'

'That's good. I'm mainly worried that this promotion isn't during the holiday season,' i Qiuping said.

'In fact, the holiday season is just an excuse. For example, at the beginning of the month, there was the Dragon Boat Festival promotion, and at the end of it, there were many things sold, more than the zongzi,' Feng Yiping explained.

'Are you nervous?' When they arrived at the company, Jin Ling asked the sa thing.

'I'm more looking forward to it than nervous,' Feng Yiping logged into the managent system as soon as he arrived. Although he knew the store hadn't opened yet, he refreshed the page a few tis. Of course, there was no sales to be seen.

'If I have to say I'm nervous, it's because this promotion is considered an innovation. I'm nervous about whether everyone can benefit from such innovation.

In our industry, once a new sales promotion thod is implented, other competitors will follow suit soon after. To stay ahead, innovation is the most important thing, apart from other aspects of work. It is best to ensure that competitors are always following behind us and imitating us.'

Jin Ling nodded, 'Indeed, originality is the most important thing. You should ntion these words when summarising the results.'

Knowing that there was a shortage of staff, when it ca to arranging the shifts for the promotional period, Lu Wenqing took the initiative to ask the store manager if he could work three day shifts and one night shift, spread out over the week. He was in the store on the first day.

Now he was dressed and walking at the pace of a standard salesperson.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a vest, his hands clasped in front of his belly as he paced between the shelves. When he passed the corner, he smiled at a trainee there who looked slightly nervous.

This trainee, who has not yet completed his training, is wearing a temporary na tag, is very nervous, and although he doesn't need it, he keeps holding the barcode gun in his hand.

The young girl at the checkout counter also seems unable to settle down, repeatedly arranging the small goods displayed on the shelves, and from ti to ti looking up to see what's going on outside. 'When do you think the custors will co?'

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Hu Junting, who is already in charge of a district in the provincial capital, got up even earlier today and is now visiting one store after another. It's almost half an hour since the stores opened, and the expected large-scale sales have not yet started. Standing in front of a store, she looks at the hurried passers-by in the street and calls Wang Jinju, 'How's it going over there? Why are there still not many people entering the store?'

It was noisy on the other end of the line, and she guessed that Wang Jinju had just got off the bus. 'Don't worry, this is normal. You know that, don't you? A lot of people are still on their way ho from dropping their kids off at school. They usually stop by the farrs' market to buy groceries before coming to the store,'

'Am I not nervous?' Hu Junting said with a smile.

'Don't worry, we've been preparing for this for a long ti, and it's going to be great,' Wang Jinju told her, as if she were encouraging herself as well.

Yes, just from the number of custors who have co into the store these past few days asking about the details of the promotion, the effect of this campaign will definitely not be bad. After hanging up the phone, Hu Junting also felt at ease.

'I'll relax for a bit now, but I guess you won't have ti to relax at 9 or 10 o'clock,' she said to the three people inside as she walked into the store.

At the headquarters of Jiai, He Zhitiao was on the phone, saying, 'The store across the street is still doing business as usual, right? That's good!'

'Haha,' he couldn't help but laugh after putting down the phone. If only he hadn't been so stubborn, he would have co up with the phrase "if you don't die, you won't be immortal" by now, and he would have used it.

'I'll show you arrogant! It's fine for normal holidays, but creating your own "half year" is just ridiculous. I'll see what happens when you put in so much effort to promote sales this ti!'

His words were full of resentnt.

No wonder he's angry. When he first took office, he was also ambitious, imagining that he would soon catch up with Youjia in the provincial capital, then leave it far behind. But then, the reality was as cruel as the dream was beautiful.

Relying on its growing scale advantage day by day, Youjia is far superior to Jiai in terms of product variety, price, and supply. Up to now, no matter how far-reaching the ideas are, Jiai is still far from Youjia.

His plan to enter the next-tier cities and provinces has not yet been approved by the provincial headquarters. In fact, he has not given up yet. He already knows that the main leaders are still opposed to the plan, and for good reason. The provincial capital, which has the best of everything, cannot compete with others, and the benefits are so average. How can it compete with others in the next-tier cities and provinces?

There is no way. Although he is still hoping that the leaders will approve, he now has to adjust the focus of his work from large-scale expansion to further strengthening the foundation.

What's annoying is that, since the beginning of the year, Youjia has been launching one holiday promotion after another, and there's no end in sight.

What's infuriating is that those suppliers that Youjia is always haggling with have been supporting Youjia every ti. So far, he feels like his hair has turned a few grey hairs, but unfortunately, even in the provincial capital, the distance between Youjia and him is getting wider and wider.

Now, they have dug themselves a hole. Manager He happily humd the latest song, 'Why not dance? Talking is no better than dancing. Making yourself feel comfortable is everyone's talent,'

He was in a good mood and couldn't help but raise his voice a little. The secretary outside shook her head as she listened to the off-key singing coming from inside. She carried the brewed tea and retreated to the pantry again, deciding to wait a while before delivering it.