Zhang Ge left the hospital at one o'clock in the morning, while Tang Lan stayed behind to take care of her father, who was in a coma.
"Brother Sen, find a place to get some fresh air.”
The car stopped at the back door of Binjiang Park. Zhang Ge got out of the car and smiled."Did you bring cigarettes?"
Lin Sen was even more dispirited than yesterday. His eyes were sunken. He hesitated for a moment, then silently took out a cigarette and lighter and handed them to Zhang Ge.
"Hiss!"
This body. His body had never tasted the taste of cocoa before. He choked a little, but he endured it.
"Sen, I heard you were in the special forces? Manchurian Tiger, Divine Sword, or Thunder God?”
"It's a flood dragon."
"Oh, the Marine Corps."
Zhang Ge casually asked a few more questions, but Lin Sen answered all of them. When it came to confidential information, he immediately shut up.
Zhang Ge flicked the cigarette butt away and looked at him with a smile."Do you know why you failed?”
Lin Sen subconsciously looked up.""Why?"
Zhang Ge bared his teeth and a murderous look appeared in his eyes."You are very skilled and your marksmanship should be good, but you are not good at defense, so you failed to block a brick from the crowd and injured my father.”
Lin Sen was stunned.
Suddenly, he looked at the beautiful young man in front of him. His expression and tone were as if his instructor in the army was commenting on his shortcomings.
"Young Master, yes…"
"Eh!"
"Young master, please speak."
"These few days, we have been defending and passively taking hits. Now, we have to change from being passive to taking the initiative and start attacking!”
……
In just one day, the Tuzki T-shirt became a hit in Chengdu.
It was as if all of a sudden, teenagers and children on the streets and alleys were wearing cute bunnies with narrowed eyes and strutting through the streets.
The cocky Tuzki and the funny matching words on the T-shirt attracted countless gazes from the teenagers wearing the T-shirt. They felt very happy.
Many people immediately went forward to inquire, asking where they bought the clothes.
The answer was, without exception, Chunxi Lu Guoxiu's clothing.
As for the girls, they still couldn't forget the young man who had played and sang passionately at the booth at the entrance of the store yesterday. Those original songs had really impacted their hearts.
Zhang Ge appeared at the booth at 9 pm. Other than the songs from yesterday, he sang three original songs.
The number of people gathered at the entrance of the shop was several times more than yesterday. There were only four to five thousand people. The police detectives in Qingyang District were extremely busy.
It even attracted many reporters to report on the video.
A talent scout even came over to give Zhang Ge a photo, claiming that he wanted to promote him and help him become famous…Zhang Ge laughed it off.
The huge popularity also made the business of the clothing store even more popular than yesterday.
Guoxiu Clothing Store was more well-prepared today than yesterday. They had more stock, and the salespeople were working with 120% enthusiasm.
It was worth mentioning that the other five fashion stores in Chengdu had also launched a May Day promotion today. Although their business was not as good as the main store, their sales were also booming.
The teenagers who successfully bought Tuzki were all overjoyed. Many people who did not manage to get it could only wait regretfully for tomorrow.
Tang Lan saw such a booming sales situation and decisively made a decision. She freed up all the production capacity of the clothing factory and changed the original plan of producing 100,000 Tuzki T-shirts to 500,000.
On that day, the total sales of the Chengdu main store and the other five stores reached 8.67 million yuan!
That night, Tuzki T-shirts were officially shipped to 126 stores in Sichuan Province.
This number shocked Zhang Ge himself. It was six days earlier than his estimated seven days to sell 100,000 pieces.
In fact, Zhang Ge had underestimated his own ability.
As someone who had been reborn, he stood above the dimension of time and space. The Tuzki he brought out was a mature and popular IP that had been tested by the market in the future.
It was common to plan events in the future, but in this era, such preferential treatment was undoubtedly on the level of a nuclear bomb.
Zhang Xiuguo was also excited. She realized that her son was really different from before.
Those who were willing to work overtime would receive at least 30 yuan overtime allowance per day. An ordinary worker's daily salary was about 15 yuan. With an extra 30 yuan, his salary had almost doubled.
Tang Lan had also sent someone to report the results of Guoxiu Clothing Store to the entire factory.
When the workers found out that the sales in two days were more than 20 million yuan, they immediately exploded. They all scolded Xu Maocai and the other senior managers of the factory. The sales of the products in the factory were so good, and the factory had a bright future. They were really stupid to follow Xu Maocai and the others to cause trouble.
No more workers felt that the Zhang family was finished. They took the initiative to ask for overtime with full enthusiasm.
Thinking about how the factory manager was still lying in a coma in the hospital, they regretted it and could only work harder.
A day and a night later, dozens of assembly lines in the factory were fully operational. They would produce 120,000 T-shirts and send them to major branches in Sichuan Province.
However, the customers of the Chunxi Road main store regretfully found out that the picturesque young man did not appear again. After asking around, they found out that it was Little Boss, and Tuzki was designed by him…Thus, this led to another wave of sales craze.
And the songs that Zhang Ge sang quickly spread!
An average of 2,000 T-shirts in a city or county could not meet the demand of customers.
Sold out! Sold out!
The sales figures for the day were 20.48 million!
Zhang Ge was very clear that many things were common, especially the magical cartoon characters, which had a viral influence.
Tuzki was just one of them.
At the moment, he could totally single-handedly bring out " Tuzki " and create a clothing brand that targeted teenagers and children.
Moreover, Tuzki could also be a side character.
If everything went smoothly and formed an industrial chain, the annual profit for the next twenty years would be at least nine digits.
I beg everyone to give me free flowers and comments. Is there anyone who likes to be reborn without the system?
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。