"Wow! So many Suzuki 125s?"
When hundreds of brand new 125 motorcycles appeared on the streets of Hongcheng, the people of Hongcheng stopped in their tracks.
"Suzuki 125? One car was worth 30,000, so many cars were worth several million!”
"Where's the Suzuki 125? Can't you see the words on the fuel tank? Qingyuan!"
"Qingyuan brand motorcycle? I've never heard of it."
"This is the motorcycle made by the Qingyuan City in the north. The motorcycles in the past weren't as good looking."”
"Yes, yes, yes, this motorcycle is really f * cking beautiful!”
"That red car, those black seats…Damn, could those seats be made of real leather?”
"How can it be real leather? At most, it's artificial leather!”
"But artificial leather looks really good like this.”
"I like it so much, I want to buy a car…"
"Stop dreaming, the imported Suzuki 125 is sold for 30,000, and this car is produced by Qingyuan Factory, and it's sold for at least 20,000. Can you afford it?"”
"20,000... Forget it then." The
streets were filled with onlookers and people discussing.
Because the commotion was so huge, even the police in Hong City were alerted!
He thought that someone was going to gather and fight.
The deputy director of the municipal bureau personally led the team and brought dozens of police cars to surround this group of arrogant "delinquents".
After negotiating with Zhou Zidong, he found out that it was to promote the newly produced motorcycles.
The deputy director who was leading the team was instantly depressed. He criticized sternly,
"Can't you guys keep a low profile?"”
"He got hundreds of motorcycles in one go!”
"Are you here to sell motorcycles?”
Zhou Zidong quickly apologized. After hearing the deputy chief's words, he nodded.""That's true. This is the new 125 motorcycle produced by our Bluestar Locomotives Factory. This time, we're here to promote it. If you have the intention to buy it, you can place an order directly
."”
The deputy chief was also stunned. His eyes lit up when he saw the brand new motorcycle.
He couldn't help but look around the motorcycle carefully.
Then, he shook his head.
The motorcycle was very beautiful, but the price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan was really not affordable!
The deputy director had already given up on buying the car. He asked casually,"Your factory is bold enough to open a business with just one or two million yuan…"
Zhou Zidong said,"One or two million yuan? It's not that expensive, just a few hundred
thousand…"
Could it be that this motorcycle was only worth a few thousand yuan?
The deputy director's thoughts that had already given up suddenly became active again.
If it was a few thousand dollars, they could still afford it with their savings…At
this time, the onlookers spoke up,"Hey, how much is this Yuanyuan 125 motorcycle? Less than ten thousand?"
Zhou Zidong smiled and raised three fingers.
"Thirty thousand?"
"Why don't you guys go rob them!"
"The original imported ones from Japan are only sold for 30,000 yuan. How dare you sell them for 30,000 yuan?”
"That's right! You're too black-hearted!"
Zhou
Zidong laughed and said loudly,""Who said 30,000?"
"Pretty good!"
"Not 30,000!"
"Three thousand!"
"Only three thousand! Two helmets and a dust cover!”
Zhou Zidong spoke loudly on purpose so that more people could hear him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately started discussing.
Such a beautiful motorcycle was only sold for 3,000 yuan?
This was impossible, right?
Was there a problem with the quality of the motorcycle?
But it didn't look like it!
These people had just said that they had driven over from Qingyuan.
A hundred kilometers!
Other than some dust and mud on these cars, there were no other signs of old and damaged...
Zhou Zidong looked at the deputy director with yearning in his eyes. He opened the storage box of the motorcycle, took out a printed promotional page, and handed it over.
"Chief, our company will soon open its first store in Hongcheng. You can come and take a look.”
The deputy chief looked at the address on the promotional page."So the shop on Bayi Road that is under renovation belongs to your factory?”
Zhou Zidong nodded and smiled.
The deputy chief looked at the promotional page. Other than the red 125 motorcycle in front of him, there was also a blue 125 motorcycle of the same model.
In addition, there were several different colors of scooters.
However, these scooters looked a little small and not suitable for men to drive…
There were also a few three-wheeled motorcycles that were also novel and avant-garde, making people like them when they saw them.
The deputy director folded the promotional page and put it in his pocket. Then he said to Zhou Zidong,""Your normal commercial promotions are allowed, but you can't be as high-profile as you are now!”
"Look at how many people have gathered here! If there is a stampede, can you bear the responsibility?”
Zhou Zidong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized.
"Hucheng is very big. You can spread out and move around.”
"Also, I think this promotional page is not bad. You can also post it to let more people know what your…shop is called?”
"A specialty store."
"Oh, right, a specialty store!"
Zhou Zidong couldn't help but thank him again.
Not only did the other party not make things difficult for him, but he even gave him an idea. If he bought this in the future, he had to give him a discount!
After criticizing Zhou Zidong, the deputy director asked the police to evacuate the crowd. He only left after the Blue Star Locomotives Factory's promotional team dispersed.
Zhou Zidong was inspired by the deputy director. He went to a few advertising shops and took out a few promotional color pages to quickly print more.
He printed 5,000 copies at once and distributed them to the people at the bustling intersection and the entrance of the community to expand the scope of publicity.
After nearly half a month of high-profile publicity, almost everyone in Qingyuan and Hongcheng knew that a motorcycle factory in Qingyuan had developed a motorcycle similar to the Suzuki 125.
It looked good and new, but its price was only one-tenth of the Suzuki 125!
Just as the people of the two places were discussing animatedly, the specialty stores of the "Qingyuan" brand motorcycles in the two places officially opened for business!
The spacious and bright sales hall was at least a few hundred square meters!
More than a hundred motorcycles of different styles were lined up neatly as if they were being inspected!
Of course, the most attractive thing was the eye-catching price tag.
125 motorcycle.
Opening Ceremony!
It only cost 2899 yuan! "Wow! So many Suzuki 125s?"
When hundreds of brand new 125 motorcycles appeared on the streets of Hongcheng, the people of Hongcheng stopped in their tracks.
"Suzuki 125? One car was worth 30,000, so many cars were worth several million!”
"Where's the Suzuki 125? Can't you see the words on the fuel tank? Qingyuan!"
"Qingyuan brand motorcycle? I've never heard of it."
"This is the motorcycle made by the Qingyuan City in the north. The motorcycles in the past weren't as good looking."”
"Yes, yes, yes, this motorcycle is really f * cking beautiful!”
"That red car, those black seats…Damn, could those seats be made of real leather?”
"How can it be real leather? At most, it's artificial leather!”
"But artificial leather looks really good like this.”
"I like it so much, I want to buy a car…"
"Stop dreaming, the imported Suzuki 125 is sold for 30,000, and this car is produced by Qingyuan Factory, and it's sold for at least 20,000. Can you afford it?"”
"20,000... Forget it then." The
streets were filled with onlookers and people discussing.
Because the commotion was so huge, even the police in Hong City were alerted!
He thought that someone was going to gather and fight.
The deputy director of the municipal bureau personally led the team and brought dozens of police cars to surround this group of arrogant "delinquents".
After negotiating with Zhou Zidong, he found out that it was to promote the newly produced motorcycles.
The deputy director who was leading the team was instantly depressed. He criticized sternly,
"Can't you guys keep a low profile?"”
"He got hundreds of motorcycles in one go!”
"Are you here to sell motorcycles?”
Zhou Zidong quickly apologized. After hearing the deputy chief's words, he nodded.""That's true. This is the new 125 motorcycle produced by our Bluestar Locomotives Factory. This time, we're here to promote it. If you have the intention to buy it, you can place an order directly
."”
The deputy chief was also stunned. His eyes lit up when he saw the brand new motorcycle.
He couldn't help but look around the motorcycle carefully.
Then, he shook his head.
The motorcycle was very beautiful, but the price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan was really not affordable!
The deputy director had already given up on buying the car. He asked casually,"Your factory is bold enough to open a business with just one or two million yuan…"
Zhou Zidong said,"One or two million yuan? It's not that expensive, just a few hundred
thousand…"
Could it be that this motorcycle was only worth a few thousand yuan?
The deputy director's thoughts that had already given up suddenly became active again.
If it was a few thousand dollars, they could still afford it with their savings…At
this time, the onlookers spoke up,"Hey, how much is this Yuanyuan 125 motorcycle? Less than ten thousand?"
Zhou Zidong smiled and raised three fingers.
"Thirty thousand?"
"Why don't you guys go rob them!"
"The original imported ones from Japan are only sold for 30,000 yuan. How dare you sell them for 30,000 yuan?”
"That's right! You're too black-hearted!"
Zhou
Zidong laughed and said loudly,""Who said 30,000?"
"Pretty good!"
"Not 30,000!"
"Three thousand!"
"Only three thousand! Two helmets and a dust cover!”
Zhou Zidong spoke loudly on purpose so that more people could hear him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately started discussing.
Such a beautiful motorcycle was only sold for 3,000 yuan?
This was impossible, right?
Was there a problem with the quality of the motorcycle?
But it didn't look like it!
These people had just said that they had driven over from Qingyuan.
A hundred kilometers!
Other than some dust and mud on these cars, there were no other signs of old and damaged...
Zhou Zidong looked at the deputy director with yearning in his eyes. He opened the storage box of the motorcycle, took out a printed promotional page, and handed it over.
"Chief, our company will soon open its first store in Hongcheng. You can come and take a look.”
The deputy chief looked at the address on the promotional page."So the shop on Bayi Road that is under renovation belongs to your factory?”
Zhou Zidong nodded and smiled.
The deputy chief looked at the promotional page. Other than the red 125 motorcycle in front of him, there was also a blue 125 motorcycle of the same model.
In addition, there were several different colors of scooters.
However, these scooters looked a little small and not suitable for men to drive…
There were also a few three-wheeled motorcycles that were also novel and avant-garde, making people like them when they saw them.
The deputy director folded the promotional page and put it in his pocket. Then he said to Zhou Zidong,""Your normal commercial promotions are allowed, but you can't be as high-profile as you are now!”
"Look at how many people have gathered here! If there is a stampede, can you bear the responsibility?”
Zhou Zidong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized.
"Hucheng is very big. You can spread out and move around.”
"Also, I think this promotional page is not bad. You can also post it to let more people know what your…shop is called?”
"A specialty store."
"Oh, right, a specialty store!"
Zhou Zidong couldn't help but thank him again.
Not only did the other party not make things difficult for him, but he even gave him an idea. If he bought this in the future, he had to give him a discount!
After criticizing Zhou Zidong, the deputy director asked the police to evacuate the crowd. He only left after the Blue Star Locomotives Factory's promotional team dispersed.
Zhou Zidong was inspired by the deputy director. He went to a few advertising shops and took out a few promotional color pages to quickly print more.
He printed 5,000 copies at once and distributed them to the people at the bustling intersection and the entrance of the community to expand the scope of publicity.
After nearly half a month of high-profile publicity, almost everyone in Qingyuan and Hongcheng knew that a motorcycle factory in Qingyuan had developed a motorcycle similar to the Suzuki 125.
It looked good and new, but its price was only one-tenth of the Suzuki 125!
Just as the people of the two places were discussing animatedly, the specialty stores of the "Qingyuan" brand motorcycles in the two places officially opened for business!
The spacious and bright sales hall was at least a few hundred square meters!
More than a hundred motorcycles of different styles were lined up neatly as if they were being inspected!
Of course, the most attractive thing was the eye-catching price tag.
125 motorcycle.
Opening Ceremony!
It only cost 2899 yuan! "Wow! So many Suzuki 125s?"
When hundreds of brand new 125 motorcycles appeared on the streets of Hongcheng, the people of Hongcheng stopped in their tracks.
"Suzuki 125? One car was worth 30,000, so many cars were worth several million!”
"Where's the Suzuki 125? Can't you see the words on the fuel tank? Qingyuan!"
"Qingyuan brand motorcycle? I've never heard of it."
"This is the motorcycle made by the Qingyuan City in the north. The motorcycles in the past weren't as good looking."”
"Yes, yes, yes, this motorcycle is really f * cking beautiful!”
"That red car, those black seats…Damn, could those seats be made of real leather?”
"How can it be real leather? At most, it's artificial leather!”
"But artificial leather looks really good like this.”
"I like it so much, I want to buy a car…"
"Stop dreaming, the imported Suzuki 125 is sold for 30,000, and this car is produced by Qingyuan Factory, and it's sold for at least 20,000. Can you afford it?"”
"20,000... Forget it then." The
streets were filled with onlookers and people discussing.
Because the commotion was so huge, even the police in Hong City were alerted!
He thought that someone was going to gather and fight.
The deputy director of the municipal bureau personally led the team and brought dozens of police cars to surround this group of arrogant "delinquents".
After negotiating with Zhou Zidong, he found out that it was to promote the newly produced motorcycles.
The deputy director who was leading the team was instantly depressed. He criticized sternly,
"Can't you guys keep a low profile?"”
"He got hundreds of motorcycles in one go!”
"Are you here to sell motorcycles?”
Zhou Zidong quickly apologized. After hearing the deputy chief's words, he nodded.""That's true. This is the new 125 motorcycle produced by our Bluestar Locomotives Factory. This time, we're here to promote it. If you have the intention to buy it, you can place an order directly
."”
The deputy chief was also stunned. His eyes lit up when he saw the brand new motorcycle.
He couldn't help but look around the motorcycle carefully.
Then, he shook his head.
The motorcycle was very beautiful, but the price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan was really not affordable!
The deputy director had already given up on buying the car. He asked casually,"Your factory is bold enough to open a business with just one or two million yuan…"
Zhou Zidong said,"One or two million yuan? It's not that expensive, just a few hundred
thousand…"
Could it be that this motorcycle was only worth a few thousand yuan?
The deputy director's thoughts that had already given up suddenly became active again.
If it was a few thousand dollars, they could still afford it with their savings…At
this time, the onlookers spoke up,"Hey, how much is this Yuanyuan 125 motorcycle? Less than ten thousand?"
Zhou Zidong smiled and raised three fingers.
"Thirty thousand?"
"Why don't you guys go rob them!"
"The original imported ones from Japan are only sold for 30,000 yuan. How dare you sell them for 30,000 yuan?”
"That's right! You're too black-hearted!"
Zhou
Zidong laughed and said loudly,""Who said 30,000?"
"Pretty good!"
"Not 30,000!"
"Three thousand!"
"Only three thousand! Two helmets and a dust cover!”
Zhou Zidong spoke loudly on purpose so that more people could hear him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately started discussing.
Such a beautiful motorcycle was only sold for 3,000 yuan?
This was impossible, right?
Was there a problem with the quality of the motorcycle?
But it didn't look like it!
These people had just said that they had driven over from Qingyuan.
A hundred kilometers!
Other than some dust and mud on these cars, there were no other signs of old and damaged...
Zhou Zidong looked at the deputy director with yearning in his eyes. He opened the storage box of the motorcycle, took out a printed promotional page, and handed it over.
"Chief, our company will soon open its first store in Hongcheng. You can come and take a look.”
The deputy chief looked at the address on the promotional page."So the shop on Bayi Road that is under renovation belongs to your factory?”
Zhou Zidong nodded and smiled.
The deputy chief looked at the promotional page. Other than the red 125 motorcycle in front of him, there was also a blue 125 motorcycle of the same model.
In addition, there were several different colors of scooters.
However, these scooters looked a little small and not suitable for men to drive…
There were also a few three-wheeled motorcycles that were also novel and avant-garde, making people like them when they saw them.
The deputy director folded the promotional page and put it in his pocket. Then he said to Zhou Zidong,""Your normal commercial promotions are allowed, but you can't be as high-profile as you are now!”
"Look at how many people have gathered here! If there is a stampede, can you bear the responsibility?”
Zhou Zidong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized.
"Hucheng is very big. You can spread out and move around.”
"Also, I think this promotional page is not bad. You can also post it to let more people know what your…shop is called?”
"A specialty store."
"Oh, right, a specialty store!"
Zhou Zidong couldn't help but thank him again.
Not only did the other party not make things difficult for him, but he even gave him an idea. If he bought this in the future, he had to give him a discount!
After criticizing Zhou Zidong, the deputy director asked the police to evacuate the crowd. He only left after the Blue Star Locomotives Factory's promotional team dispersed.
Zhou Zidong was inspired by the deputy director. He went to a few advertising shops and took out a few promotional color pages to quickly print more.
He printed 5,000 copies at once and distributed them to the people at the bustling intersection and the entrance of the community to expand the scope of publicity.
After nearly half a month of high-profile publicity, almost everyone in Qingyuan and Hongcheng knew that a motorcycle factory in Qingyuan had developed a motorcycle similar to the Suzuki 125.
It looked good and new, but its price was only one-tenth of the Suzuki 125!
Just as the people of the two places were discussing animatedly, the specialty stores of the "Qingyuan" brand motorcycles in the two places officially opened for business!
The spacious and bright sales hall was at least a few hundred square meters!
More than a hundred motorcycles of different styles were lined up neatly as if they were being inspected!
Of course, the most attractive thing was the eye-catching price tag.
125 motorcycle.
Opening Ceremony!
It only cost 2899 yuan! "Wow! So many Suzuki 125s?"
When hundreds of brand new 125 motorcycles appeared on the streets of Hongcheng, the people of Hongcheng stopped in their tracks.
"Suzuki 125? One car was worth 30,000, so many cars were worth several million!”
"Where's the Suzuki 125? Can't you see the words on the fuel tank? Qingyuan!"
"Qingyuan brand motorcycle? I've never heard of it."
"This is the motorcycle made by the Qingyuan City in the north. The motorcycles in the past weren't as good looking."”
"Yes, yes, yes, this motorcycle is really f * cking beautiful!”
"That red car, those black seats…Damn, could those seats be made of real leather?”
"How can it be real leather? At most, it's artificial leather!”
"But artificial leather looks really good like this.”
"I like it so much, I want to buy a car…"
"Stop dreaming, the imported Suzuki 125 is sold for 30,000, and this car is produced by Qingyuan Factory, and it's sold for at least 20,000. Can you afford it?"”
"20,000... Forget it then." The
streets were filled with onlookers and people discussing.
Because the commotion was so huge, even the police in Hong City were alerted!
He thought that someone was going to gather and fight.
The deputy director of the municipal bureau personally led the team and brought dozens of police cars to surround this group of arrogant "delinquents".
After negotiating with Zhou Zidong, he found out that it was to promote the newly produced motorcycles.
The deputy director who was leading the team was instantly depressed. He criticized sternly,
"Can't you guys keep a low profile?"”
"He got hundreds of motorcycles in one go!”
"Are you here to sell motorcycles?”
Zhou Zidong quickly apologized. After hearing the deputy chief's words, he nodded.""That's true. This is the new 125 motorcycle produced by our Bluestar Locomotives Factory. This time, we're here to promote it. If you have the intention to buy it, you can place an order directly
."”
The deputy chief was also stunned. His eyes lit up when he saw the brand new motorcycle.
He couldn't help but look around the motorcycle carefully.
Then, he shook his head.
The motorcycle was very beautiful, but the price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan was really not affordable!
The deputy director had already given up on buying the car. He asked casually,"Your factory is bold enough to open a business with just one or two million yuan…"
Zhou Zidong said,"One or two million yuan? It's not that expensive, just a few hundred
thousand…"
Could it be that this motorcycle was only worth a few thousand yuan?
The deputy director's thoughts that had already given up suddenly became active again.
If it was a few thousand dollars, they could still afford it with their savings…At
this time, the onlookers spoke up,"Hey, how much is this Yuanyuan 125 motorcycle? Less than ten thousand?"
Zhou Zidong smiled and raised three fingers.
"Thirty thousand?"
"Why don't you guys go rob them!"
"The original imported ones from Japan are only sold for 30,000 yuan. How dare you sell them for 30,000 yuan?”
"That's right! You're too black-hearted!"
Zhou
Zidong laughed and said loudly,""Who said 30,000?"
"Pretty good!"
"Not 30,000!"
"Three thousand!"
"Only three thousand! Two helmets and a dust cover!”
Zhou Zidong spoke loudly on purpose so that more people could hear him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately started discussing.
Such a beautiful motorcycle was only sold for 3,000 yuan?
This was impossible, right?
Was there a problem with the quality of the motorcycle?
But it didn't look like it!
These people had just said that they had driven over from Qingyuan.
A hundred kilometers!
Other than some dust and mud on these cars, there were no other signs of old and damaged...
Zhou Zidong looked at the deputy director with yearning in his eyes. He opened the storage box of the motorcycle, took out a printed promotional page, and handed it over.
"Chief, our company will soon open its first store in Hongcheng. You can come and take a look.”
The deputy chief looked at the address on the promotional page."So the shop on Bayi Road that is under renovation belongs to your factory?”
Zhou Zidong nodded and smiled.
The deputy chief looked at the promotional page. Other than the red 125 motorcycle in front of him, there was also a blue 125 motorcycle of the same model.
In addition, there were several different colors of scooters.
However, these scooters looked a little small and not suitable for men to drive…
There were also a few three-wheeled motorcycles that were also novel and avant-garde, making people like them when they saw them.
The deputy director folded the promotional page and put it in his pocket. Then he said to Zhou Zidong,""Your normal commercial promotions are allowed, but you can't be as high-profile as you are now!”
"Look at how many people have gathered here! If there is a stampede, can you bear the responsibility?”
Zhou Zidong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized.
"Hucheng is very big. You can spread out and move around.”
"Also, I think this promotional page is not bad. You can also post it to let more people know what your…shop is called?”
"A specialty store."
"Oh, right, a specialty store!"
Zhou Zidong couldn't help but thank him again.
Not only did the other party not make things difficult for him, but he even gave him an idea. If he bought this in the future, he had to give him a discount!
After criticizing Zhou Zidong, the deputy director asked the police to evacuate the crowd. He only left after the Blue Star Locomotives Factory's promotional team dispersed.
Zhou Zidong was inspired by the deputy director. He went to a few advertising shops and took out a few promotional color pages to quickly print more.
He printed 5,000 copies at once and distributed them to the people at the bustling intersection and the entrance of the community to expand the scope of publicity.
After nearly half a month of high-profile publicity, almost everyone in Qingyuan and Hongcheng knew that a motorcycle factory in Qingyuan had developed a motorcycle similar to the Suzuki 125.
It looked good and new, but its price was only one-tenth of the Suzuki 125!
Just as the people of the two places were discussing animatedly, the specialty stores of the "Qingyuan" brand motorcycles in the two places officially opened for business!
The spacious and bright sales hall was at least a few hundred square meters!
More than a hundred motorcycles of different styles were lined up neatly as if they were being inspected!
Of course, the most attractive thing was the eye-catching price tag.
125 motorcycle.
Opening Ceremony!
It only cost 2899 yuan!
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