Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

How can I, Sang, the president of Shirakawa Electric, succumb to the majesty of the wives.

"Mrs. Kimura, here are the two obsidian record players you want. Oh, some are too heavy, please leave your address, and I will deliver them to your door later."

Bai Chuanfeng bowed his head and twisted his buttocks to send Mrs. Kimura away.

Alas, it's all because of Baichuan Electric. Brother Xiao Ma can play the role of soliciting customers, it should be fine for me, Bai Chuanfeng, to sacrifice my appearance.

After sighing, Bai Chuanfeng hurriedly walked towards Mrs. Iwata who was repeatedly gesturing to him.

Not only him, even Hasegawa and Ota are busy. One is responsible for packing and the other is responsible for moving goods.

As the owner, Heisong is enthusiastically responsible for collecting bills and seeing off customers. After a while, the dozen or so record players brought by Bai Chuanfeng and the others were sold out.

Originally, I was planning to run the inventory of several stores, but it turned out to be sold out at Heisong at one time.

After finishing his work, Bai Chuanfeng sat on the side with his clothes crumpled, the wives really had strong hands.

"President Shirakawa, your products of Shirakawa Electric have passed the inspection and can be sold normally in "Big Hand". As for the price..."

"Just like the Blackstone record player, give Heisongsang the lowest ex-factory price." Bai Chuanfeng answered naturally.

After hearing this, Heisong nodded in satisfaction.

Baichuan Electric's turntables look a bit higher-end than the original Blackstone turntables, but the price is the same.

Obviously, it is also sold at a retail price of 83,000 yen. The sales volume of Shirakawa Electric's record players will definitely be better, and his black pine will also make more profits.

What's more, with the quality of the obsidian record player, the price is 83,000 yen. Among similar products, it can already be called high quality and low price.

In the final analysis, it is still a word of "benefit". The sharp contrast of attitudes before and after Heisong is the best proof.

"So, please take care of Heisong Sang Duoduo in the future."

"I am assured of the products of Baichuan Electric, happy cooperation!"

Saying goodbye to Kuromatsu, Hasegawa is going to go back to Ota District again. Without it, because there are not enough prototypes.

In addition to selling out the dozens of units brought, Heisong also placed an order of 15 units at one time.

Fifteen units may not seem like much, but it is already 10% of the total sales of Watanabe Electric in a month before, and this is not counting the dozen units that the wives just took away.

It can be called a good start, and Hasegawa's confidence in the obsidian record player is now doubled.

I glanced at the shiny signboard of "Yodobashi" not far away. Bai Chuanfeng sighed enviously.

Bai Chuan Electric is not qualified to enter such a giant electrical appliance chain department store. Not to mention the previous Watanabe Electric, otherwise there would not be only a hundred or so units sold every month.

Now they can only hang around in small electrical stores, and they haven't even gone out of Tokyo.

Without its own characteristics or core technology, those large electrical department stores will not even let you in.

There is a long way to go.

At this time, Hasegawa next to him kept secretly poking at Bai Chuanfeng.

"Hasegawa-san, if you have anything to say, you may as well speak up." Bai Chuanfeng claimed to be a person who is good at listening to other people's opinions, and he does not engage in dictatorship.

Hasegawa twitched and said, "President Baichuan, maybe it's a good time for you to introduce Baichuan Electric to the wives..."

What the hell are you doing to my dignified president Sang...

Bai Chuanfeng glanced at Hasegawa blankly, and the latter immediately made an ostrich shape.

after an hour…

"Madam, look. This vinyl record player goes well with your clothes today. It's low-key and luxurious~" Bai Chuanfeng threw out the flattering words as if he didn't want money.

"Please remember the logo of our Shirakawa Electric... Yes, you are right, KI~TA~...you go slowly..."

After another hour, Bai Chuanfeng slumped on the chair with dry mouth.

Because of the scorching heat, the clothes on my body became wet with sweat, and the sweat beads on my forehead became wet and dry, dry and wet again.

"Hasegawa-san, I can only help you so far. The rest is a model, we must highlight our advantages.

Novel style, replacement without repair, and competitive price. If you make good use of these three magic weapons, I believe the sales will not be too bad. "

"Hay!" Hasegawa stood at attention, lowered his head, and bowed.

Today, he has gained a lot of knowledge. The sales work that was extremely difficult in the past seems to not exist today.

He touched his face, the difference in appearance is really so big.

"Okay." Bai Chuanfeng waved his hand, "I'm going back to rest."

After speaking, with Hasegawa and Ota's ardent farewell, Bai Chuanfeng left Electric Street.

Walking on the road, he bought two ice creams and ate them while walking.

…

Wearing black glasses, Pu Chizi's hair was a little gray, and he walked in front without saying a word, carrying a briefcase.

Behind him, Pu Chi Fazi walked with his head down while wiping away his tears.

"Fazi, do you want to go back to Kurume with Dad?" Pu Chizi stopped and turned to look at his daughter.

"I won't go back!" Puchi Fazi replied while crying.

Pu Chizi obviously expected his daughter's stubbornness, so he didn't try to persuade her.

So he hurried to the station again. This time, he came to Tokyo not only to go through the school transfer procedures for his daughter, but also on a business trip.

He is a civil servant of the social insurance office, and his family is well-off, which can be regarded as a well-to-do family in Fukuoka.

It is also because of this that not only him, but even his family strongly opposed Pu Chi's entry into the entertainment industry.

Because they know it's a dirty and disgusting place.

But this still cannot change Pu Chi Fazi's determination to become a singer. The year-long tug-of-war between the father and daughter finally ended with Pu Chizi's "three-year period" agreement.

After all, imposing the ideas of parents on children is always bad.

Shinjuku Station was already in sight, Pu Chizi stopped in his tracks. He really wanted to tell his daughter that if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter even if he goes home.

But knowing his daughter's character well, he changed his words to, "Fazi, I'm going back. Work hard, don't be burdened."

"Goodbye, Dad," Puchi Fazi cried and waved goodbye to his father.

Until that tall figure disappeared into the station. She still stood there, and cried even more sadly.

Just as she was wiping her tears, suddenly there was an ice cream in front of her eyes.

Puchi Fazi raised her head, "It's you again, I hate it~", after she finished speaking, she took the ice cream and continued to eat while crying.

Bai Chuanfeng shrugged, "I just gave you an ice cream. Is it necessary to be so moved?"

"Wow~" Puchi Fazi was heartbroken.

Bai Chuanfeng was not in a hurry, he simply found a step on the side of the road, sat down and slowly admired the rainy face of the future idol Diva Ewha.

Well, this is real crying, not fake crying.

It is a rare opportunity for Bai Chuanfeng to testify, and maybe he will never see such true feelings revealed in the future.

However, within two minutes, she also sat down on the steps, beside Bai Chuanfeng. I was still eating the ice cream, but the tears were gone.

"Why are you here?" Pu Chi Fazi's crying voice came from his side.

"The world is so small, there will always be encounters."

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