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Chapter 812 With such a low price, is there still money to be made?(1/3)

Writers from various newspapers in Chang'an City have been very excited these days.

Wang Ji Cotton sent a wave of big advertisements to various newspapers, and then sent a wave of big news.

“Ten thousand dollars were sold on the first day!”

"Wang Ji's cotton cloth forced Lu's linen shop to drastically reduce its prices!"

"Shocked! The clerk from Wangji Cotton Cloth and the clerk from Lu Family Linen Shop are actually on the street..."

"Three years, from nothing to something, the rise of Wangji Cotton!"

"The new generation of business wizard is actually him?"



In just a few days, the sales volume of various newspapers increased by 10%.

"Zhu Langjun, Zhu Langjun, go to the West Market quickly, there is big news there again!"

Early in the morning, before Zhu Zhishan even stepped through the door of Chang'an Evening News, a clerk came trotting over.

"What happened? Could it be that Wang Ji Cotton had another conflict with the Lu Family Linen Shop? Or was Wang Ji Cotton directly smashed?"

Zhu Zhishan was in a very relaxed mood.

During this period of time, he had come out of the shadow of the failed investment in Guiyifang. Yesterday, he also grabbed a house in Workshop City. On the same day, someone was willing to increase the price by ten dollars to buy his house.

Of course he won’t sell it!

But the mood is happy.

"No, neither! But it's even more exciting than this!"

The waiter's face was flushed with excitement, as if he had seen the "Chang'an Evening News" published this evening, which was selling like hotcakes again.

"What is that?"

"Prince Chu's Mansion! The cotton cloth from Prince Chu's Mansion is going to be on the market!"

"Isn't this normal? Cotton cultivation was started by His Royal Highness the King of Chu. Although the cotton planting area in the Chu Palace is not as large as that of the Wang family in Taiyuan, it is not small in scale. It is normal to make cotton cloth and sell it yourself. This news is not at all

It can’t be said to be exciting.”

Zhu Zhishan glanced at the guy with a little disappointment, feeling that this guy was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Zhu Langjun, it's not big news that the cotton cloth from Prince Chu's Palace is on the market, but what if the price of cotton cloth from Prince Chu's Palace is only half of that of Wang Ji's cotton?"

"What did you say?"

Zhu Zhishan was about to step forward with his other leg, but after hearing the waiter's words, he stopped there.

Even those who don't understand business know how powerful this kind of "halved" price reduction can be.

In addition, the two parties involved are the Wang family of Taiyuan and the Prince of Chu's Mansion respectively. Oh, we may also have to add the Lu family of Fan Yang.

This matter is worth seeing!

"Look, this is the latest "Datang Daily" published today. The cotton advertisement of Prince Chu's Palace is placed in the most conspicuous position! The lowest price, the best quality! If others have said this, it may just be

It’s just an advertisement, but if someone from Prince Chu’s palace said it, it would be different.”

"Show me quickly!"

Zhu Zhishan turned around, grabbed the newspaper from the waiter's hand, and quickly browsed it.

"Let's go, ask the groom from the newspaper office to come with us to the West Market!"

Zhu Zhishan waved the newspaper and said excitedly.

Normally, he could not ride in the special carriage of the newspaper office.

However, the situation is different today.

Even if Chang Sun Chong is standing in front of him, he dares to apply for this luxurious four-wheeled carriage to become his exclusive mount today.



"Mr. Lang, wake up quickly, wake up quickly!"

In the Wang family's villa, a good-looking concubine nudged the sleeping Wang Jie.

After fighting for so long last night, Wang Jie didn't look like he was going to wake up at all.

On the contrary, the concubine's face was glowing now and she was in good spirits.

"Shopkeeper Wang, Mr. Lang is too fast asleep. Why don't you wait a little longer?"

Seeing that she could not wake up Wang Jie, the concubine left the room again and spoke to Wang Feng outside the room.

Wang Feng is the chief shopkeeper of the Wang family in Taiyuan. Although his status is not as high as that of his direct descendants, he is definitely much higher than one of Wang Jie's concubines.

In this era, the attitude of most noble men towards women is that "women are like clothes and brothers are like brothers and sisters".

Therefore, Wang Jie's concubine did not dare to offend Wang Feng.

"Little lady, please go and call me husband again! I really have something big to do with him. If I don't wake him up, you and I will both be in trouble!"

Wang Feng was very helpless!

I saw him holding a copy of "Datang Daily" in his hand, urging him anxiously.

"But……"

"No but! If you can't wake him up, then I'll go in and wake him up!"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and felt that he could not wait any longer.

He just glanced at the clock in the mansion, and the cotton cloth from Prince Chu's mansion should have started to be sold now.

If the Wangji cotton cloth still doesn't move, it's definitely bad luck.

"I...I'll call you again!"

The concubine knew that if she let Wang Feng go in and call her, she would be even more unlucky in the end.

It would be better to just make some big noise and wake up Wang Jie.

"Lang Jun, Taiyuan is here! Get up quickly!"

The concubine also had a trick up her sleeve. Wang Jie, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, "Who is here? Is it Aye?"

Although Wang Jie is the eldest son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, he is not without opponents.

If his performance is not supported by the clan elders, it will be very difficult in the future.

"Mr. Lang, it's me, Wang Feng, something big happened outside!"

Wang Feng heard the noise in the room and quickly said loudly.

You know, when he saw the price of cotton in Prince Chu's Mansion this morning, his heart immediately dropped.

Wang Ji knows very well how much cotton cloth costs.

Even if there is room for price reduction, it is impossible to reduce it by half.

If there is a price war with other companies, Wang Feng can still have some confidence in quality. If he can't compete with the cost, he may not be able to survive.

But compared with the Chu Palace, he has no confidence at all.

"What happened? The warehouse was burned down, right?"

Wang Jie felt a thump in his heart, thinking that everyone should have forgotten what happened so many years ago.

"No, it's more troublesome than a warehouse fire!"

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, Wang Jie appeared at the door of the room wearing a coat.

For Wang Feng to come here in such a hurry, something big must have happened.

At this time, he would no longer think about sleeping in.

Although my feet were a little weak, I still came out quickly to see Wang Feng.

"The sky is falling. There are tall people holding it up. Don't worry. Please tell me specifically what the situation is!"

As the eldest son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, Wang Jie is very confident no matter who he faces or what happens.

"Please read this "Datang Daily" first. Later we will go directly to the cotton shop in the Chu Palace to see if it is really the same as what the newspaper said. If so, then there is a cotton shop in Chang'an City.

If you count one company, all of them will go bankrupt."

Wang Feng didn't feel comfortable just because there were so many people on his back.

On the contrary, he was full of worries about Wang's cotton industry in Taiyuan.

In the entire Tang Dynasty, no one could compete with the Chu Palace in business!

"This... this price, is Li Kuan crazy? He has no money to make at all. Not only is he not making money, he is also losing money. What is he trying to do!"

Wang Jie quickly glanced at the "Datang Daily" and knew what Wang Feng was worried about.

"No matter whether the Chu Palace makes money or not, if they do this, we will definitely have no way to make money. The most troublesome thing is that I am worried that many people will come to return the goods later, and we will be in big trouble by then."

"Let's go and see the linen shop in Prince Chu's Mansion before we talk!"
To be continued...
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