Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Entering March, the election campaign in Qu City has reached a fever pitch, and promotional posters for the two congressmen are all over offline and online.

on the street,

Taglines for the pair abound.

"Economy, economy, economics, economic development and economic development."

Councilor Zhao waved the flowers in his hand and said:

"Qushi is a thousand-year-old ancient city with a long cultural history. It was once known as the porcelain capital, and it also has tourist destinations such as Tianpan Mountain."

"Our economy shouldn't be like this..."

"Only developing industries, promoting the economy, and creating more high-paying, high-quality jobs for the people are the current top priorities."

"If Qushi can have a complete set of industrial chains and occupy an upstream position, it can continuously produce economic benefits."

"..."

"Corruption and embezzlement will never be tolerated once discovered." Councilor Li said with a solemn expression:

“Without a good public security environment, clean rule of law, and an effective team, everything else is groundless and empty talk.”

"Eradicate corruption and safeguard fairness and justice..."

"Now that Fuhong Steel Plant is being restructured, there are too many shady things in it, and public assets are being sold off repeatedly..."

At some point, it started to rain lightly outside.

Shi Xin held the glass, warmed his hands with the hot water inside, and watched the promotion on TV thoughtfully.

"Didi..."

The cell phone beeps.

When he took out his cell phone and opened it, his eyes lit up. He quickly packed up his things and got up, found a poncho and rushed into the rain.

after an hour.

The northern suburbs of the city.

A sneaky figure appeared under the bridge. He held a briefcase in his arms and looked at passing cars from time to time.

Anxiety is visible on his face.

"He is really Zhang Yongfeng of Longgang."

Shi Xin hid in the dark, his eyes flashing:

"What is he doing out here at this time?"

"Zi..."

The sound of tires scraping against the ground was heard. A black-faced commercial vehicle parked nearby and a person opened the door and walked out.

"Um?"

Shi Xin's eyes showed confusion:

"This man looks familiar."

next moment.

"puff!"

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

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Fitness club.

Wen Lei was sweating profusely on the treadmill.

The voice of my colleague was so excited that it was almost distorted.

"You weren't there at the time, but we could see clearly that He was just a few seconds away from being kneeled on the ground."

"That scene..."

"As much fun as you want."

"Kneel down?" Wen Lei asked:

"Why kneel?"

"Who knows?" the colleague replied:

"The glass is soundproof, so you can't hear the sound inside, but the chairman forgot to draw the curtains, so the situation inside can be seen at a glance."

"When He came out, you didn't know how ugly his face was, as if his own mother had died."

"Ha ha……"

"He has always bullied others in the company. This time he was given a good lesson by Fang Ci's boss, which can be regarded as a relief for you."

"Yeah." Wen Lei was noncommittal:

"Have you met Boss Fang Ci?"

"There are few people in the whole company who I haven't seen yet, but you were unlucky enough to be sent out by someone named He." The voice at the same time was full of animation:

"I asked around and found out that Fang Ci's boss is called Fang Zheng. He is young. He should be a rich second generation. It is said that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet."

"This is the rich man who came to your door!"

"Aren't you very good-looking?" Wen Lei rolled her eyes:

"Boss Fang seems to be very ordinary."

"Men, no one is perfect. Besides...how many rich men have you seen who are good-looking?" a colleague said indifferently:

"Besides, Boss Fang is not the kind of crooked melon and cracked jujube that people can't swallow. He is still very temperamental and is a good-looking type."

"Um?"

"How do you know he looks average?"

"I've seen it before." Wen Lei's expression remained unchanged:

"So, Fugui Porcelain Factory was bought by Boss Fang for 20 million?"

"right."

A colleague said:

"It's good to have someone take over this mess. In another year and a half, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it for even 20 million."

"Don't think too much about it, just let it go and do your best next time."

"Do it well?" Wen Lei smiled bitterly:

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

"Bye."

"bye……"

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Wen Lei's face gradually faded, she lowered her head and modified the treadmill, gritted her teeth and began to speed up.

ten minutes later.

She wiped her sweat and came to the fitness equipment for exercising her leg muscles. Just as she was about to get started, she caught sight of a familiar figure from the corner of her eye.

Founder?

How did he know he was here?

As her thoughts turned, a hint of sweetness appeared in Wen Lei's heart, and then she saw Fang Zheng walking straight towards a graceful woman.

?

Her face darkened and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

I don’t know since when, high-end fitness and high-end fitness clubs began to quietly lay out in cities.

Melun Fashion is a high-end fitness club in the core business district of Qu City CBD. It is large enough to be among the top three in Qu City. It has swimming, boxing, fitness and even some entertainment facilities.

Compared with the old gyms, this place pays more attention to fashion, takes more care of the privacy of guests, and the layout is more high-end.

The designer not only made the interior decoration very avant-garde, but also provided a special place for guests to socialize and even have afternoon tea.

even……

A singer was also specially hired to enhance the atmosphere.

Correspondingly, the price is also high. Annual cards worth several thousand yuan are only the lowest end, and fees of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are also common.

Xia Hong,

Just a regular here.

"When you are older, you are no better than when you were young. If you don't exercise, your body will collapse and no one will want you."

She moved her body, lifted the dumbbells beside her, smiled and shook her head:

"Boss Fang probably also likes beautiful young girls, right?"

"Manager Xia is joking." Fang Zheng said:

"Everyone who knows anything will understand that at your current age, you are in your prime. You are much better than the little girl in school who has not grown up."

Much stronger indeed.

Today, Xia Hong is wearing highly elastic tights. She looks high in waist, long in legs, plump buttocks, and has a hot figure that makes people think.

Especially when she works out.

I don’t know if it’s intentional, but she always raises her butt very high, her slender legs slightly apart, and her slender waist pressed down like she’s desperate.

This posture...

If it were Fang Zheng a few years ago, he would probably have a nosebleed on the spot.

"Boss Fang."

Xia Hong gasped:

"Can you help me support my waist?"

"Of course it's no problem." Fang Zhengzheng refused to give in and put his hand against the other person's waist, feeling the delicate and exquisite muscle lines.

It's hard to believe that this is actually a woman who has given birth to a child. Her skin shows no signs of sagging, and she can be the envy of young people.

Under his touch, Xia Hong's face blushed even more, her skin and flesh trembled slightly, and her body squirmed back and forth.

This woman...

What a goblin!

"Boss Fang."

After finishing exercising her waist and abdomen, Xia Hong turned around and said with a smile:

"Can you take some photos for me?"

"I've seen Boss Fang's photography skills with my own eyes. The things he took...are really making people drool."

"It's an honor." Fang Zheng took the handed phone and looked indifferent to the other person's teasing:

"Want to pose a pose?"

"Of course." Xia Hong nodded:

"Which posture does Boss Fang like?"

"I don't care."

"Hehe... then let's do it all again."

Xia Hong covered her mouth and chuckled, twisting her body slightly, showing all of her beautiful figure to the camera, constantly changing positions.

In other words, to show off.

It wasn't until her forehead was sweating and she was out of breath that she stopped and said with a smile:

"Sitting for a while?"

"certainly."

"I can drink ice today."

"I'll get a drink."

Fangzheng brought a cold drink and sat down opposite:

"Manager Xia must have seen the photo I sent. How do you feel about it?"

"Didn't I just say that I'm salivating." Xia Hong glanced at her beautiful eyes and said:

"Is there a finished product?"

"certainly."

Fang Zheng nodded, took out a brocade box, placed it on the table and opened it. A small bowl made using the Wang family's 'Thunder Red Porcelain' method came into view.

Xia Hong's eyes lit up, and the charm in her beautiful eyes quietly dissipated. She looked over with a look of obsession, and couldn't help but reach out and caress her.

"so beautiful……"

"What a nice view!"

"Is this the real Lei Zhonghong porcelain?"

"Not bad." Fang Zheng nodded:

"How do you feel, Manager Xia?"

"Excellent! Perfect! Even more beautiful than in the photo." Xia Hong nodded:

"It can be said that I have not seen such perfect porcelain for ten years. Boss Fang is... going to make a fortune."

"I think it's good too." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"Unfortunately, the output is too low."

"Low production?" Xia Hong said slowly:

"Low is good!"

"There shouldn't be too many of these things. Things are rare and expensive. Only when the output is low enough can it be sold at a high price."

"Congratulations, Manager Xia." Fang Zheng said with admiration:

"I really didn't expect this."

He has been thinking hard recently about how to expand the production of Lei Zhonghong porcelain and increase the number of finished products, but he has forgotten that high-quality products should be in the minority.

too much.

It’s just a popular product!

Xia Hong sat up straight, no longer thinking about teasing, and asked:

"How many pieces can be produced in a month?"

"We can only produce a dozen pieces at the moment." Fang Zheng said:

"We can produce more in the future, but if there is no big breakthrough in technology, there will not be more than a hundred of these exquisite products."

There are many defective products.

"That means there can be dozens of items a month." Xia Hong said thoughtfully:

"That's enough."

"Manager Xia." Fang Zheng pushed the porcelain in front of him and said:

"You are an expert in selling porcelain. If I want to sell porcelain at a high price, where should I find sales outlets? Find customers? Can you give me some suggestions?"

Although this woman is a bit too charming, she has been in the porcelain industry since she was a child and is indeed an expert.

Especially sales.

Xia Hong is indispensable for the Xia family's ability to maintain its current situation.

As for the Bai porcelain Sun family and the Qianju Xing family, they are the masters of porcelain making in Qu City, but their families have a big business, so cooperation will cause trouble.

Besides, they have time to be busy with their own business, so they can't pay too much attention to other people's porcelain.

"Hehe..." Xia Hong pursed her lips and smiled softly, with waves in her beautiful eyes:

"It's not easy for Boss Fang to do porcelain trading. If you rent a storefront and put the porcelain on display, you can always meet someone who knows the goods."

"Just kidding." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Manager Xia should know that this is not what I want."

This is how you do small business.

What he wants is a reputation that matches his skills, an identity as a top porcelain merchant, and a real foothold among porcelain merchants, rather than being treated as a joke like now.

These all need to work.

"so……"

Xia Hong squinted her eyes, many thoughts flashed through her mind, she paused and said:

"I understood a truth when I was very young. The selling value of something is not related to its actual value. After a certain level, other things become more important."

"Like, this thing on my hand."

She raised her hand, and the diamond ring sparkled in the light.

"It's actually not worth much, but it can be sold for sky-high prices. Even so, there are still many people willing to spend money on it."

"Does Boss Fang understand the reason?"

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes.

diamond?

IQ tax?

No!

He looked thoughtful and said:

"additional value?"

"You can say that." Xia Hong smiled sweetly:

"Only poor people and losers will pay attention to cost-effectiveness. On the contrary, the really rich people will deliberately use high prices to separate themselves from ordinary people."

"The reason why rich people are willing to pay 100,000 for something worth 10,000 yuan is to make the extra 90,000 yuan unaffordable to others and show that they are different."

Seeing Fang Zheng's confused look, she continued:

"In ancient Europe, nobles' clothes were bloated and weird. Their fingernails could be half a foot long, and their clothes were so complicated that they couldn't put them on by themselves without help."

"The whole body is restrained in clothes. Not to mention washing and cooking, even eating needs to be served by others. It is not practical at all, but this is what makes a noble."

"Why?"

Xia Hong said in a leisurely voice:

"Because nobles do not need to work and need to be served by others, complicated clothing can separate them from ordinary people."

"I can do this, you can't, that's the difference."

"Ordinary people are affected and will naturally think that such dressing up is noble, and gradually various subsequent costumes and etiquette will evolve."

"So the sense of superiority, identity, and accomplishment are the greatest added value."

"..." Fang Zheng really didn't understand these things. This also made him realize for the first time the difference in the charming woman in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but become complicated:

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."

"This kind of thing happens in all aspects of life." Xia Hong chuckled and continued:

"Tens of millions of cars, tens of millions of watches, millions of bags each, a large part of which the rich pay for a sense of superiority."

"A million-dollar car is actually not comfortable to sit in."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Been taught a lesson."

"I'm a woman and I don't understand cars." Xia Hong took a sip of her cold drink and said:

"But I know that some cars sell well not because they are worth it, but because the car has a good enough impression in some people's minds."

"this,"

"It can be regarded as a kind of payment for emotions."

Fang Zheng didn't agree with this point. Sometimes he might just buy a car with a lot of sales just for the convenience of maintenance, but he understood what the other party meant.

Emotions pay!

This is the difference between luxury goods and ordinary products.

For the same thing, famous brands are several times more expensive than ordinary brands. The price difference is mainly due to reputation, and luxury goods are designed to make ordinary people unable to afford them.

If ordinary people can afford it, it is no longer called a luxury product.

“Education in our country focuses too much on ordinary people, and some things are considered fallacious and heretical, but not learning them doesn’t mean they don’t exist.”

Xia Hong straightened her hair and said in a calm voice:

"When it comes to luxury goods, most Chinese people have the impression that they are a waste of resources and a tax on IQ. Therefore, it has been difficult for the domestic luxury goods industry to develop significantly over the years."

"Even if there is, the material must be made to the extreme so that people will be speechless. But it is different in foreign countries. They sell low-priced goods to high-end products as a matter of course, just because they are luxury goods."

"Like a bag."

She pointed to the satchel beside her and said slowly:

"LV's bags are made of cowhide worth dozens of yuan, but they can sell for millions; domestic tapestry bags require people to work hard for a month and still can't sell for a price, because the education that Chinese people have received makes them unwilling Pay extra for your own emotions, and don’t accept selling tens of dollars for millions.”

"But if the products outside are famous enough and have a sense of recognition, they can still be sold."

"Foreign watches can sell for tens of millions, but domestic technology can do the same, but they can only sell for a few thousand. The price difference lies in the emotional value or reputation."

"Cars and the like..."

"Buying foreign goods is called luxury goods, and buying domestic goods is an IQ tax. As everyone knows, it is precisely because of these IQ taxes that high profits can be made, allowing people in certain countries to have enough food and clothing, and even study certain things more deeply to create greater the value of."

"..." Fang Zheng's eyes were dull, and he sighed after a long time:

"I'm too stupid to understand what Manager Xia said, but what if I want to sell the porcelain at a high price?"

“How can we get recognition from rich people?”

He doesn't like the IQ tax, and he doesn't understand the truth, but if he can sell his stuff as an IQ tax, there's no problem.

However, if something is good, it may not be able to sell for a high price. Finding buyers and a large number of high-quality buyers is the key.

this point,

That's why he came here.

Xia Hong has a lot of resources at her disposal, so she can make money out of worthless things. Lei Zhaohong porcelain is already good and can be sold at a good price.

"Not bad." Xia Hong nodded:

"You must be famous first!"

"Boss Fang can show off the Lei Chuanghong porcelain to the Qushi Porcelain Merchants Association first. We are all our own people here, so they will definitely get good reviews. It's a start."

"Then go to the state porcelain competition, win the prize, and then travel internationally."

"If you spend more money on advertising, you can almost sell it at a good price."

"Wait a minute." Fang Zheng frowned:

"I am very confident in my porcelain, but to be honest, I am not very confident in whether it can be recognized by others."

Peers are jealous of each other.

Besides, when competing, sometimes the competition is not just about skills, but also about relationships.

"I can help with this." Xia Hong tapped the table:

"Leave the thing to me and I can help you build a reputation within half a year. I wonder how much Boss Fang plans to sell it for?"

"This..." Fang Zheng thought for a while:

"It has to cost hundreds of thousands per piece, right?"

"A hundred thousand?" Xia Hong raised the corner of her mouth:

"The price of the top famous porcelain in China is several hundred thousand, and hundreds of thousands is not too expensive, but Lei Zhonghong porcelain has almost no reputation now."

"It's a challenge for me too."

"Manager Xia." Fang Zheng stretched out his hand:

"Fang Ci urgently needs talents like you. If you are willing, I can hire you at a high price. Of course, you can also pay a consulting fee."

Xia Hong smiled and said nothing.

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"Boss Wen!"

Fang Zheng walked slowly:

"Just now I felt that the figure here was very familiar, and I was a little unsure. It turned out to be really you."

"snort!"

Wen Lei hummed and waved her fists towards the boxing bag:

"I think you are fascinated by beauty, and it's normal to have no one else in your eyes."

"That person you said..." Fang Zheng turned around and said:

"Xia Hong is a well-known porcelain dealer in Qu City. She is also a big internet celebrity. She is very good at selling porcelain. I asked her to find out something."

"Really?" Wen Lei said noncommittally:

"Be careful."

"Although this is a place for fitness, it is used as a social platform by many people. I have seen many women posing here, taking photos, checking in, and then leaving. It is specifically used to catch cheaters."

"Yeah?"

Fang Zheng looked around and said with some hindsight:

"You're a little unhappy today."

"Happy?" Wen Lei stopped, her long hair soaked in sweat falling down in strands, and said:

"I have a friend who I have always trusted, but one day I suddenly found out that he was using me to get inside information about the company."

"Then bypass me and discuss business with the company boss. Do you think I should be in a bad mood?"

"Uh..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips.

"If you buy Fugui Porcelain Factory through me, it will prove that I have some abilities, and I will have the opportunity to go further in Tongchuang in the future." Wen Lei punched out:

"But you didn't!"

"You clearly know how much effort I put into selling Fugui Porcelain Factory, and you are obviously very interested in Fugui Porcelain Factory, but you never said anything."

"Founder."

She turned around, her eyes reddish:

"Are we friends or not?"