Yang Rui had breakfast at school and was willing to calm down before riding his bicycle down the mountain.

The mountain breeze is very cool, but the air is fresh and moist. When you breathe, you feel as if your lungs are soaked in cold water, which is extremely comfortable.

The slope down the mountain is very long, but very wide. It is said that Principal Zhao resisted the opposition, one by one, one by one, convinced everyone, and then applied to the commune to build a super-scale project. In the era when there were no engineering vehicles, the bend was equivalent to the size of six lanes, which could not be completed overnight.

Whenever I get here, many students will excitedly release their handles and rush down at a storm like a wind.

This is probably the early racing.

Yang Rui's head was empty, and he unconsciously let go of the handlebars. After running for a while, he subconsciously set up his posture.

His mental age is around 30 years old, and he subconsciously refuses to do such dangerous activities.

A normal thirty-year-old man has a stiff tendon and a hard bone. If he falls, he may not be humane. He should be careful. Those who are not careful enough will probably be eliminated during the evolution process.

Wang Guohua followed behind him and he rode a weighted permanent car, which was only faster or slower than Yang Rui.

Most students who return to the furnace class buy bicycles, but the prices are different. As a famous brand, the permanent Phoenix costs more than 40 yuan, the Hongqi and others cost more than 30 yuan, and the pandas, Lehua and others produced in this province are even less than 30 yuan, which is not much more expensive than a pair of genuine Dahuili.

Wang Guohua bought permanent parts, which were cheaper than installed permanent cars. It was a way to increase production that factories with insufficient production capacity thought. From the perspective of the 21st century, it was a bit stupid, but under various administrative pressures, there was no way.

Riding all the way to the door of the post office, Yang Rui hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and went in.

"Is there any telegram?" Yang Rui filled his speed and came to the counter at a very slow pace.

The person on duty was Wu Qian. When she saw Yang Rui, her cheeks flushed a little, she said, "I'm so anxious. The morning telegram is about to be sent out. I'll go and check it out."

"I'm not in a hurry." Yang Rui muttered.

Wu Qian pursed her lips and looked for the telegram.

Wang Guohua parked the car and came in. He happened to hear Yang Rui's words and said with a smile: "I went to the post office early in the morning. No matter how you look, you look like someone who is anxious."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yang Rui glared at him, tapping his fingers on the wooden counter, making a whimpering sound, like an early-rising woodpecker with tooth decay.

A few minutes later, or in Yang Rui's feeling, it was a long time later, Wu Qian turned around with a telegram and said softly: "It really is."

"What are you saying? Show me." Yang Rui leaned over on the counter and half-snatched the telegram.

The telegram is concise and concise: 87 copies sold.

"87 books? It's pretty good." Wang Guohua's head came over and exclaimed.

Yang Rui sighed: "87 books, this is a dying rhythm."

“What rhythm?”

"Sell 87 books a day, 870 books a day, and 870 books a day in ten days, and it takes 100 days to sell 8,700 books. If you don't say anything else, Jiefang Printing Factory will not agree." Yang Rui shook his head in disappointment.

"We will definitely sell more in two days." After hearing Yang Rui settle the score, Wang Guohua's voice became smaller and he said, "Didn't our test papers gradually increase sales?"

"The test papers are constantly being replaced, and there are always new test papers. If the previous customers are retained, new customers will be added. The book is different. People who bought them in the past will not buy them again. The longer the delay, the fewer new customers will be." Yang Rui rubbed his hair, and he really couldn't understand why the Tangtang "New Concept English" sold so poorly.

In fact, if you take ordinary pirated books, the score of selling 87 books a day in a city cannot be said to be bad. According to the profit of more than 50 cents per book, you can earn at least 45 yuan here. After selling the provincial capital, you go to the region, and when the region is sold out, you go to other provinces, and you earn someone else's salary every day. This is an additional bonus brought by "New Concept English". If you change to another pirated book, it is not easy to sell such results.

However, the profit of 50 cents is exchanged for printing 10,000 books at one time. If you only print 5,000 books, the profit may be reduced to 20 cents. If you only print 2,500 books, there may be no profit.

At this speed, it is really impossible to say that it is a good business to spend 2,500 yuan on the cost and then recover it in a month.

From this point of view, selling 87 books a day is indeed too few.

As for selling goods to neighboring provinces, Yang Rui was not optimistic. On the one hand, he wanted more salesmen, that is, more costs, and on the other hand, he had higher risks, and the chances of being blackmailed by local snakes and police officers increased. The current business environment is not good, and it is not possible to do business safely by selling goods and paying taxes. In cities, from municipal governments to neighborhood committees, they are qualified to let individual business pay money. In order to buy safety, individual vendors celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, celebrate their birthdays for the mother of the neighborhood committee, and celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, and celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, and celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, and celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, and celebrate their birthdays for the director of the neighborhood committee, and are frequently staged across the country. It should be said that ordinary people see self-employed people making money, so they envy and jealous. The power-based person also sees self-employed people making money, so they cut their flesh and bleed and sell their bodies.

In Hedong Province, the relationship between the Yang family can play a role, but it will definitely be beyond reach when it comes to neighboring provinces.

More importantly, the potential of this province is by no means just 87 books a day.

This is Hedong Province, where a magazine can sell 300,000 copies, and more than 300,000 people need English materials.

In this era, there are many people who can't get into college, but there are definitely many people who can get into college.

"It must be something wrong." Yang Rui knocked on the counter again and again.

"You can send a telegram to ask." Wang Guohua gave an idea.

Yang Rui thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't tell the telegram clearly, call me, take a telegram first and ask him to wait, and I'll call me later."

This time, it was another long wait.

Finally, he called and before Yang Rui asked, Shi Gui complained first: "Many people have heard of new concept English. There are many people going to the book Pavilion to read and ask, but they bought very few. Some said that the first volume was too simple, and some were worried that the whole volume would be released in the future and that they could not be sold alone. In short, it would be impossible to sell the first volume alone."

This answer was definitely beyond Yang Rui's expectations, and he couldn't help but say: "Although the content of the first volume is simple, it is at least suitable for students under the second year of high school. For students with poor foundations, it is okay to read the first volume first..."

"No one wants to read only such a shallow book. Even if the grades are not good, I want to take a look at what the second volume looks like. Besides, half of the first volume is very simple. Many students only copy the second volume, or even copy the second volume only one-third, and will sell it slowly in the future. If the second volume can be added up and sold in bundled, I would probably sell more."

Yang Rui couldn't help but feel silent.

I have to say that Shi Gui's judgment is very reasonable. After all, the pirated books produced by Yang Rui cannot be compared with large publishing houses. There is only the first volume and no credit value, so it is normal for students not to choose to buy them.

If the second volume is added, it will be a waste of time to copy the word in the second volume. Two volumes are sold at the same time, which may increase sales.

But...Where did Yang Rui have the money to print the second volume?

It’s not enough to print less, but the cost is too high. Before I sell it all, I will be defeated by other pirated versions or publishers.

"Is there any other way besides adding a second volume to sell together?"

"I can try it in another city, and then look for teachers from the school... In fact, there was a teacher who asked, because there was only one volume. By the way, they wanted the whole volume. I couldn't explain how many volumes I had in total." Shi Gui's voice on the other end of the phone was dull, and he was obviously exhausted.

Yang Rui touched his chin and couldn't make a decision.

"Hey, hey... Is the phone number soundless? Such a expensive phone bill, I can't get through, what a broken phone number..." Shi Gui's voice became irritable.

It is indeed a very stressful job to sell pirated books alone in the provincial capital.

"I can hear it." Yang Rui knocked on the receiver and said, "If I print out the second volume, how much sales do you think do you have?"

“It’s okay to double it.”

"Double the two sets, that's one for two hundred and five per day?"

"What's so ugly to say, alright, it's almost the same, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to sell."

"If you print another 10,000 copies, it will be 20,000 copies, 250 copies a day, and it will take 80 days. That's not much different from now, and it will still be sold slowly, right?" Yang Rui held the microphone and said in a stern voice: "Twenty thousand copies will cost 16,000 copies. You can figure it out for me."

"this……"

"Didn't you say that many people come to ask? Five hundred books a day is not too much. If you can sell 500 books, I will find a way to print another second volume of 10,000 books." Yang Rui said loudly, as if he was full of confidence. In fact, his palms were sweating.

500 books a day, the best result is that they are sold out in 40 days. Although the time is still a bit long, it is within an acceptable range. At least one month's reimbursement is enough to cover the cost.

Unless you recognize huge debts now, this is the best choice.

Yang Rui cannot sell these pirated books in person, and he cannot take risks like this for a bright future. On the other hand, Yang Rui believes that he is not stronger than Shi Gui.

Shi Gui has worked in a restaurant himself and has more than a month of experience in selling test papers. As of now, it is the best choice.

Shi Guize was frightened by Yang Rui's words and his face was filled with oil.

His family is from Xibao Town. If he can run away, the monk cannot run away from the temple. If he promises five hundred books, he must work hard to complete it.

However, if you don't agree, you won't be able to continue with this sales job.

Compared to opening a restaurant, Shi Gui cares more about his current job, and he has much more rewards and fun.

After looking at the crowd coming and going outside the window, thinking that there were so many people asking yesterday that he didn't have time to shoot telegrams, Shi Gui finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's only five hundred copies. But do you still have money to print?"

"It doesn't have to be spent. I will find a way to convince the factory director." Yang Rui was in a vain.

Wang Guohua was secretly shocked when he heard it. Shi Gui was too late to turn his mind by General Yang Rui. Wang Guohua remembered that the profit of a book is 50 cents. If he could really sell 500 books a day, it would be a profit of 250 yuan, which is three or four times the income of Ruixue Group.

And all this money belongs to Yang Rui personally.
Chapter completed!