64: C64 He Spat out a Mouthful of Blood

C64 He Spat out a Mouthful of Blood

4Soong Yang and the mad bull roared with red eyes, "Damn it! As long as I can vent my anger, I'll pay for it!"

The salesperson saw that he did not listen to him and could only turn around to leave. He arranged for people to go out and pull customers.

Accessories were a new thing. Cheap was one thing, but the most important thing was that the performance was high. It could adjust the size of the memory and hard drive according to the customer's needs, and even the size of the monitor could be chosen.

Of course, the biggest advantage of branding machines was that they were very stable. There would not be any problems with hardware incompatibility or system breakdown. They were very suitable for government departments and companies to use.

Soong Yang did not understand these things at all. He simply used the price to attract people. The effect was very small, and he barely managed to pull 10% of the customers away from Han Qiang.

The business of the compatibility machines was unusually hot. Qiao Wen, Shen Tao, and the other three could not handle it at all. Han Qiang also went over and busied himself.

The customers saw that his hands were moving rapidly. The assembling of the computers was like an artist who had completed a piece of art. They all praised him so much that they raised their thumbs up.

Wang Na rushed in and panted as she leaned in beside Han Qiang's ear. The hot breath made his ears itch, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

"Hide my ass! Hide!"

Wang Na was like an angry little tiger. She reached out and pulled his head over. She said in annoyance, "It's not good. That bastard Soong Yang is fighting a price war. Selling a brand with the same configuration at a price lower than ours by 100 RMB. Isn't this robbing business?"

Han Qiang laughed when he heard that. "It's 100 RMB lower than our compatibility machines. Soong Yang's head was kicked by a donkey. Quickly take the money and let pumpkins buy as many computers as possible across the street. Each person is limited to one computer. You can buy as many as you can, and you can sell as much as you want. If you buy one, you will be rewarded with 50 dollars. It'll be too late when he reacts. "

Wang Na said gloomily, "Mr Qiang, buying the computer on the other side, isn't this helping the enemy?"

Han Qiang laughed involuntarily and said, "Silly girl, we used a price lower than the compatibility machine to buy the card machine. It must be earned through blood. When that grandson of Soong Yang reacted, he will definitely be so angry that he will vomit blood."

"But can't one person order 100 computers? It will be a lot of trouble to ask so many people to buy it." Wang Na said in puzzlement.

Han Qiang laughed and said, "Once someone buys too many tables, Soong Yang's grandson will definitely be alerted."

"How insidious, I like it ~"

Wang Na thought of the scene where Soong Yang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. She happily kissed him and impatiently ran out to make arrangements.

When Pumpkin and his brothers heard that they could use the unit's money to buy a computer and buy one, they could still earn 50 yuan. It was equivalent to the salary of the company's employees for three to four days. They immediately became energetic. They used the $25 bill for every computer they bought to call their friends over to help buy a computer.

The business of Zongheng Computer Company quickly surpassed Han Qiang's. Soong Yang stood in front of the window and laughed proudly. "My father has money. How can a little brat from a stinky worker compete with me?"

The sales manager whispered, "Boss, there are too many customers buying computers. The inventory has been sold out. What do you think we should do?"

"What do you mean what should we do? If there are no more stock, we can" Soong Yang said in high spirits.

The sales manager said with an ugly expression, "Boss, did we lose too much?"

Soong Yang waved his hand impatiently, "No! I have money, do I still need that little bit?"

The sales manager hesitated for a few seconds before he finally turned around and left.

The business battle was still going on. The happiest people were Mr Pumpkin and his brothers. As long as one person went to the other company to help buy a computer, they could earn 25 RMB from the sales results. Not to mention the seven big aunt, eight big aunt, cousin, and so on were all activated. He even went to the market and the Game Hall to hire people.

The business of Zongheng Computer Company was ridiculously hot. Not only did they sell all the computers they had, but they also sold all the 400 computers in the store.

Han Qiang secretly gave five thousand dollars to Yang Faang and then sold all the computers he had bought at a low price to Soong Yang's company through her.

As a result, Han Qiang saved more than 1,000 yuan for each computer. He also earned more than 1,000 yuan from Soong Yang and more than 2,500 yuan for each computer.

Soong Yang saw that there were no customers in Han Qiang's shop, and there was a large pile of new computers at the door that could not be sold. He could not help but laugh maniacally, "Poor bastard, how dare you compete with me? I'll make sure you don't even have your underpants left!"

"Boss, we don't have any money left in our account. What should we do?" The sales manager said with a pale face.

Soong Yang, who was proud of himself, was stunned. He looked at her with doubt. "What do you mean by no money in our account? Where did that one million go?"

The sales manager said with a bitter face, "We have to pay more than 1,200 yuan for selling a computer. We have sold more than 800 computers today, and we have already lost all our money. There are still fifty or sixty people waiting downstairs to buy a computer. What should we do?"

Soong Yang's eyes darkened and he almost fainted. He walked to the window and looked outside with a trembling body. There was a long line of customers waiting downstairs to buy computers. There were some people running over from afar to buy computers.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a crippled beggar who was wearing tattered clothes. He was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices. He cursed, "Damn, isn't that Wu Lao, the beggar from the market? Where did he get the money to buy computers?"

On the second floor of Haoran Zhongtian Computer Company, Han Qiang looked at the grand scene of buying computers in satisfaction.

Wang Na smiled sweetly and said, "Mr Qiang is too amazing. Excluding the good treatment fee given to Pumpkin and the rest, he made a net profit of over a million from that guy opposite him today."

Jia Wen covered her mouth and laughed lightly, "If the guy on the other side knew that he was plotted against by Mr Qiang, he would definitely die from anger."

Zhao Loong jogged upstairs. As soon as he entered the room, he laughed excitedly and said, "Boss, the company that grandson on the other side opened seems to have no funds. Our people queued for more than ten minutes and did not manage to buy a computer. What should we do now?"

"Let our people shout 'Song Lang is good at doing business. He lost face and lost money'. Call him to give one yuan every time." Han Qiang said with a wicked smile.

Zhao Loong exclaimed, "Damn! Boss really has the demeanor of a Marquis Zhuge Wu. He is able to win a thousand miles in a strategic plan. He made Soong Yang mad with laughter and laughter!"

Han Qiang scolded with a smile, "Don't flatter me. Quickly go and make arrangements so that the father and son can reunite in the hospital as soon as possible."

"Okay, boss. Look!"

Zhao Loong received twenty thousand yuan from Wang Na. He turned around excitedly and ran downstairs. Not long after, the people in the queue and those who heard the news rushed over. There were more than a hundred people shouting at the same time downstairs of Zongheng Computer Company.

"Song Lang is doing business with a brilliant plan. He lost face and lost money!"

"Mr. Song is doing business with a brilliant plan. He lost face and lost money!"

...

Soong Yang was a little arrogant but not stupid. He looked at the computers piled up in front of the computer company. When he heard the shouts downstairs, he knew what had happened. He was so angry that his blood was rolling in his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

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