Chapter 70: The level of selling is not good

　　 "I jump, I jump again, I... where did a stone come!"
　　Jia Tao looked at his villain blue pants dead, and looked annoyed. This play has been played more than once, why should he die every time? Why is Zhang Yang's character never okay?
　　 "Calm, 30 people, not enough to borrow me."
Jia Tao gurgled gurgled two sodas: "Forget it, just play tank battle when it's dead, I'm better. That's right, the admission results will be announced in two days, and the class dinner should be settled by then. Right?"
　　 "How do you feel tired at home?"
　　 "No, I just miss classmates, don't you want to?"
　　Zhang Yang glanced at Jia Tao with a squinted eye, whoever you want to find, most of them are from the county seat, and you can get there by bicycle.
　　 From this summer vacation, we can see that in the future Jia Tao will still become a game house.
　　 "Let's go out, stroll around, and let the TV and game consoles rest, I invite you to eat at noon." If Jia Tao is crazy and tired of studying, can't he go to college in the future?
　　 The friendship of two lives, he didn't want to pit Jia Tao. Playing games in the future can be regarded as a job, but not yet.
　　 "Then I want to eat the steamed buns from the mall."
　　Ten minutes later, the two parked their bicycles at the door of the county department store and locked them, and walked to the line to buy meat buns.
　　 "Four." Jia Tao raised four fingers at the person in the window.
　　 "I eat one is enough." Zhang Yang froze for a moment, why do you want so much?
　　 "Yeah, I want to eat three."
　　Three? Zhang Yang looked at Jia Tao: "You seem to be a little bit fat recently?"
　　 Here, Jia Tao will not be like a fat ball 20 years later in high school, right?
　　 Before the second one was made, Jia Tao ate the first one, and then held two in his hand, one bite on the left and one bit on the right, and went to the mall together with Zhang Yang.
　　He doesn't understand why Zhang Yang likes to visit department stores, and there is nothing fun in it.
Eh? Did this go to the counter selling game consoles?
　　Zhang Yang stood in front of the counter of the game machine, and the salesperson was not inside. He glanced inside and saw many boxes of Zhiduoxing game consoles, but why no one came to buy them?
　　The purchasing power of their county is so poor?
　　 A woman took the hand of an elementary school student and walked past. The elementary school student suddenly couldn't move: "Mom, Mom, I want a game console."
　　 "The game console is too expensive. You forgot to ask the last time. One would cost six or seven hundred. The money in my mother's pocket is not enough. After a while, the game console will be cheap, no more than five hundred. My mother will buy it for you."
Jia Tao chewed the steamed bun in his mouth: "This is rich, and the game console is expensive? Isn't it the same to play, why not buy the Zhiduoxing produced by your factory, not more than 400 yuan, more Cheap."
　　Zhang Yang also looked at the backs of the two, and then at the counter selling the game consoles, he found a problem.
　　 Many people's impression of the price of the game console was still a few months ago. I think the cheapest game console is more than 600, which is too expensive.
　　The price of game consoles has been greatly reduced. No wonder no one cares about this counter, no wonder the sales clerk dare to hang up.
　　 "I'll go to my dad's factory in a moment, please go home first, find a classmate to play with you."
　　 Jia Tao put the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth: "That line, if you are fine, come and play, take me, I haven't seen what the fourth pass is like."
　　 "Before the start of school, I will definitely clear all these games."
　　……
　　 "Why are you here again? Have you eaten yet? There may be a little left in the cafeteria." Zhang Weiguang saw his son, first criticized, and immediately became concerned again.
　　 "I've eaten it. Dad, haven't you called for a rush recently?"
　　 "No. At the beginning of the month, they took away a lot of game consoles. How long did it take. There are also some people in the mall who feel that they have bought more and want to return them. No quality problems, why should I return them?"
　　 Zhang Weiguang is actually a little worried now that the game console will not be sold. This summer vacation is supposed to be one of the golden periods of game console sales. It is second only to the winter vacation. You can see the feedback now. The order quantity will drop next month.
　　 He hoped that there was a reminder, but what he had been worried about finally happened. The production capacity was about to increase and the sales volume reached the bottleneck.
　　 "Dad, have you ever seen a mall? Is it the counter that sells game consoles? I don't say whether they are dedicated or even a price reduction promotion."
　　 "Many people don't even know that there are cheap game consoles, and they think that the game consoles are still six or seven hundred. How can we do this? We sell so cheaply to seize the market at a low price, ship quickly, form a reputation, and open up brand awareness."
　　 "But they sell too quietly to attract customers, so how can they sell well?"
　　Zhang Weiguang gave his son a white look: "Yeah, do you still want them to shout in the mall? The whole mall is like that, is it not the same as the vegetable market?"
　　In the mall, how can you shout?
　　 "Dad~EbookFREE.me~ I am just an example. You don’t need to shout, but can you get something conspicuous? Do they sell quietly like this, can the sales be good?"
　　 "It sounds like you've sold something, so what are you talking about?" This kid is so capable now that he seems to be talking about everything.
　　 "I will talk about some promotion methods in a moment, so that the sales staff of our factory will follow along, and then go to major shopping malls on business trips to tell them the method."
　　 "So that they can sell more game consoles, and they will buy more goods from us. If this shot is not fired, it will affect the future."
"You still have to teach the salesperson of the factory? Wait a moment, do they call you two small chapters, you don't know what your surname is?" Zhang Weiguang looked at it, and the boy's tail was upset God!
　　 "Dad, after you have read it, you know that I am not talking nonsense. These newspapers are useless, please use it for me. Are there any brushes, watercolors, and pencils."
　　Zhang Yang stood at the table and took a pencil to paint on the newspaper. Zhang Weiguang slowly saw some ways.
　　Oh, isn't this just a price tag, what's the matter? It's just that his son draws with newspapers, meaning that the price is large and the display is clearer?
　　Zhang Yang not only drew a newspaper, but drew several sheets, and even a piece of paper on which a villain was drawn. Is that a TV? Oh, this is someone playing a game console, right?
　　 Not right. Why are there two people, one big and one small, next to the TV?
　　 There is still that piece of paper, why not just have a game console, but also other products? What is this?
　　Half an hour later, Zhang Yang put down his pencil and let out a breath: "Finally it's finished. Dad, let me tell you what they all do."