"Mr. Chen, you are the treasure of our planning department. No one can leave you behind. In the past two days, you will work overtime to get these boxes of business cards from the Anti-Japanese War Baoguo Charity Sale. The rest can be done a few days later. After a few days, we have been quiet. We have jointly opened an advertising company in the town, which specializes in advertising planning and printing of business card flyers. I think the business must be good. We will collect 200 words for a box of business cards, plus 200 words for the carving version. If we can receive three or five orders every day, it will be enough to ensure the expenses of you several people..."

"According to this, I'm afraid I won't make much money just by printing business cards?" said the old carver while cutting wood.

"Average business cards will definitely not make much money, but this is a long-term business. If the carved paper is done, others will buy it again after using it. Maybe they will be an old customer for decades. However, printing business cards is not too difficult after all. Others will see it. If the competition is too big, they won't make money. If you want to make money, you have to work harder..." Zhao Qi nodded with a smile.

"This job is just like this, how can it be more meticulous?" The old eagle shook his head.

"I have no one, I have it, I have it, and I have it. The business card looks small, but there are many ways to make it exquisite, for example, we can make the pattern more beautiful, use perfume paper, pattern paper, and even make harder coated paper alone, and use color overprinting. The packaging box can also be made differently. The wooden box is too ordinary, so use a red sandalwood box, carve patterns on the outside, and use all kinds of aromatherapy essential oils for him. How much does it cost to sell for such a high-end business card..."

"It's a little more than a tael of silver, right?"

"Then you are wrong. You can add another zero later. Rich people buy things. Since the requirements are so high, they don't care about money at all. They care about face. This patterned paper colored print and elegant aromatherapy sandalwood box will start at least ten taels of silver. Don't think it's expensive, we have more expensive ones..."

"There are more expensive?" The old carpenter, his two apprentices and two painters all looked at Zhao Qi with dull faces.

After all, it's just a box of business cards. It's already ridiculous that ten taels of silver started, and there are even more expensive ones. Is that still a business card?

"Of course there are more expensive ones. I just said that this business card is just for face. There must be rich people who think that ten taels of silver are not luxurious enough. So we will make it for him with copper foil, silver foil or even gold foil. The box is also made of gold, silver, jade and glass. Our goal is not to seek the best, but to seek the most expensive. Such a business card will cost at least a hundred taels of silver..."

"Humph~" The two painters almost knelt on the ground when they felt weak. The old carver cut off a large piece of the almost finished carving plate and scrapped it.

"Shopkeeper, is anyone really buying such an expensive business card?" A painter asked in horror with a desk.

"It must be, but it's relatively rare. But if you can sell three or five boxes a year, wouldn't it be more ordinary business cards and sell hundreds or thousands of boxes? In the process of developing high-end products, a brand effect will gradually form. For example, the people in our Qingyuan Mansion want to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. Where do those rich people like to go the most?" Zhao Qi asked.

"Of course it is Ashoka Temple in Taibai Mountain!" another painter said quickly.

"That's right. Ashoka Temple has many famous monks, so everyone thinks that it will be more reliable to go there to pray for blessings, and the same goes for business. When the business cards we make are recognized by users, more people come to buy them. Gradually, when people think of making business cards, they will only think that our family is the best. This is the reputation accumulated. As long as we do not do too badly and can serve customers seriously, the money we earn will naturally become more and more. There are three or four hundred business stores in the entire Yanggong Town, countless restaurants, teahouses and foot shops, and more merchant ship owners who have been traveling all year round. As long as people come and go, they have to print several boxes every year to make it enough. Look at Ermazi and Ermao. It took only a few days to send out two or three boxes!"

"Hehe, Erma Ge distributes it whenever he sees people. I heard that he doesn't want to ask for it and even get beaten. Now it is said that the gamblers and Yao Jie'er in Yanggong Town all have a business card of Erma Ge. When I went home last night, I saw that several were lost on the ground. If he used the business card like this, I'm afraid we were not going to get rich, but to go bankrupt!" An apprentice said with a chuckle.

Zhao Qi said with a little dark face: "Ermazi and Ermao come again tomorrow. You said I have set new rules. You can only use one box at most a month. If you pay for the more, you can buy it yourself. Two hundred yuan, you can only have more, not less!"

"The relationship is good. I was too busy printing the leaflets for fundraising these days. I was forced to print several more boxes of business cards in the past two days. I guess Brother Erma will send it slowly..."

"Why are you talking slower? Are you talking bad about me behind your back?" Before the apprentice finished speaking, a guy with a pockmarked face walked in with an unhappy face.

"Hello, Brother Erma!" The two apprentices quickly stood attentively and greeted them carefully.

"What a fool, is the business card you printed for me yesterday not enough? I finished sending it before noon!" Ermazi hummed.

"Impossible, a box of sixty pieces. We counted it carefully every time, how could it be bad?" A helper quickly shook his head.

"I don't care. I haven't been satisfied with sending it today. There are so many restaurants and inns in the Harbour that have not sent it yet. You guys will print it for me today... Gudong... box... Brother Qi... why are you here... here..."

Ermazi, who was talking excitedly, suddenly saw a familiar face turning from behind the table. His eyes poked like an awl, made him feel panicked and stuttered and swallowed hard.

"I am the director of the planning department, why can't I come here? Are you the final decision on the planning department or I have the final decision?" Zhao Qi looked at Ermazi directly.

Ermazi felt his hands and feet tremble, and his nervous throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

I have known Zhao Qi for more than ten years. From the time Zhao Qi was born to running on the dock with bare ass, he never thought that one day he would be so afraid of Zhao Qi.

Even though the Xiaolongwan Harbor was built like this, Zhao Qi would eat, drink, play and joke with them every day. At this moment, when he looked at Zhao Qi's expressionless look and emotionless eyes, he felt at a loss. He wanted to be as frightened as if he had done something wrong to face the ancestral wooden stick raised by his father, and even wanted to run out with his head in his arms.

Looking at Ermazi's nervous expression and appearance, Zhao Qi's face slowly returned to his usual appearance. His skin twitched a few times and rolled his eyes and said, "Business card is not money. You send it to those prostitutes and gamblers. If others take it back and wipe your butt, they think it's small. You think your business card looks the same as you, and hanging it on the head of the bed can ward off evil spirits!"

"Shit~" The two apprentices and two painters turned red in their faces, and the old carving slid their hands and almost scrapped a carving board.

"That... Brother Qi, don't be angry, I just think it's fun." Ermazi blushed and relieved and quickly explained.

"Brother Erma, are you a shareholder of Xiaolongwan Harbor and the supervisor of the security department? You should urge Daniu and others to study hard every day. You also know that the Mongolians are attacking our Song Dynasty. The soldiers on the front line are fighting to the death. I don't know how many people are killed or injured every day. If the front line cannot resist, once the Mongolians break through the Yangtze River, Jiangnan will definitely suffer. If one day the Mongolians come to Qingyuan Mansion, what do you think we should do? What are we donating now? It is to keep our Song Dynasty and keep our peace now. Life, to protect our own family and wealth, I hand over the security team to you, and I also spend money to ask five liang to teach you martial arts. In fact, it is not to let you bully the poor without any trouble, but to worry that one day the Mongolians will fight to Qingyuan Mansion and Yanggong Town. At that time, you can protect us, protect our Xiaolongwan, protect our Maowan Village, and even protect our Yanggong Town. We were born in the Song Dynasty and grew up in the Song Dynasty. Do you have to kneel like a dog and pray to the Mongolians to let us go and spare our parents, wives, children, and young people?"

"The shopkeeper said it well. The Mongolians are worse than those of the Liao people in the Jin Dynasty and have killed more people. Ermazi. Although the old man is not from your Maowan Village or your elder, you should listen to this sentence. You can't eat, drink, gamble and be a gangster all day!" The old eagle gave Zhao Qi a rough thumbs up.

"From today, the supervisor level will have a box of business cards every month. After using it, I will spend money to buy them. Two hundred yuan per box. Brother Erma remembers that, tell Erma and everyone about this news!" Zhao Qi lowered his head again and began to design the business card.

"Okay, I remember, Brother Qi is busy...I...I'm going to train the security team..."

Ermazi rushed out of the planning department in a frightened manner and ran to the security department in one breath. Then he stopped and breathed a long sigh of relief and inserted his sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

"Brother Erma, why are your face so ugly? Could it be that your kilns are too busy and your kidney deficiency..." A security guard said hello with a dry smile.

"You uncle Xu, you whistle together. Everyone ran around the construction site for five laps. If you can't run, I will beat him to death!" Ermazi yelled.

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Chapter completed!