"What do you mean? Isn't it mean that our things are expensive? But the things sold in our house are all good things. They are not like the cheap goods in your house.

If the old lady’s paper is put in your house and sold, then the price will be reduced! Wang Family Paper Industry is being dragged down by you."

The shopkeeper is in charge of the debate.

The two companies do have their own differences.

"Don't say whether the price is reduced or not, we are all doing business! When doing business, the purpose is to sell things quickly. In our family, it is small profit but quick turnover, but in your family, there are some waiting."

Manager Wei didn't care about Manager Bao's belittlement.

Wang Xiaoqing understood that the two shopkeepers did not follow the same marketing route.

At the same time, let your heart be relaxed.

"Two shopkeepers, I have understood what you mean. Actually, I will give you a suggestion to see if it is appropriate. If it is appropriate, we can follow this method, which can actually create a win-win situation for everyone."

Bao shopkeeper Wei looked at Wang Xiaoqing.

"Then Brother Wang, please tell me."

"What Bao Shopkeeper is doing is the route of high-ranking officials and nobles. In fact, many times high-ranking officials and nobles are not short of this amount of money.

If rice paper that ordinary scholars can use is not without a market for them, they may feel that they do not call them their identity in their hearts.

Let me tell you the truth that we can classify the grades of rice paper in different places.

Anyway, the rice paper was originally divided into low-grade rice paper, medium-grade rice paper and high-grade rice paper. But we are about to launch four-link paper.

The shopkeeper can consider four-link paper and high-end rice paper. Of course, I might as well tell you that in half a year, we will still produce Chengxintang paper here, and these will definitely take the high-end route.

And it is something that the dignitaries are willing to show their identities.

Here, Zhangguin Wei, we not only have three levels of rice paper, but also green heart paper that is one level lower than rice paper and slightly higher than green paper, and the price is not expensive.

You two can consider it, if you hold each other's sales market tightly in your hands, you can lose some competition with each other. Why not do it if you benefit each other?"

Wang Xiaoqing's suggestion was good, but she was not so kind when she made this suggestion.

Of course, it is because their current scale assembly line has not yet been able to make this rice paper worth thousands of dollars a month.

The workers' craftsmanship is still in a stage that needs to be improved.

If the market of these papers is really divided into grades, it will make them very hard to improve.

And it also gives them the opportunity to expand.

When Zhangguin Bao heard this, Zhangguin Wei, both of them were businessmen, so he naturally understood what benefits these words would do to them.

The two of them couldn't help but look up at the boy in front of them. Their contempt for others suddenly faded a little, and it seemed that they were children from other people's studies, which was different.

They have a vision, even more meticulous than the two old shopkeepers who have been doing business all year round.

"Okay, Brother Wang Qing, since you said that, let's sign the contract."

"Brother Wang, there is one thing I hope that after we sign this contract, we must at least ensure that the same paper will not appear on this street of our two families.

We have also inquired about how you signed a contract with Xu Ji. Although it is unlikely that you want to have an exclusive monopoly, it is impossible. After all, your family is also in business. As long as someone comes to buy it, you will be unable to guarantee that you will not sell it.

But at least we have to ensure that our business is not affected, otherwise it will be meaningless for us to sign this contract. And you have to ensure that the price you give to others must not be lower than the price you give to us."

Manager Wei immediately entered the role of manager, and now he has begun to lose his money.

Manager Bao also nodded. Manager Wei's words were what he wanted to say, and for them, they must protect their interests.

Wang Xiaoqing also agreed that even if the two of them didn't say this, she would say it.

Just like a chain store, you can’t sell this piece of paper all over the street. By then, no one can make money, and that’s going to be a mess.

"The two of you meant it is also our Wang Ji. We will guarantee that it will never happen, so that the same competitors will appear on this street of you two can also ensure your supply."

Seeing the boy getting ahead, the two shopkeepers immediately smiled.

They were relieved when the matter was done.

Manager Bao immediately asked the guy to prepare pens, ink and paper.

The ancients also paid great attention to the spirit of contract.

In black and white words, that is the king.

Wang Xiaoqing wrote a contract.

Manager Bao looked at it and almost laughed. He was really not funny in front of the old lady, which would be a bit too embarrassing.

Wang Qing didn't really boast.

I just said in front of everyone that his handwriting is not good, which is indeed too bad.

Even the words written by his youngest son may be better than that of this boy Wang Qing.

Wang Pengfei's son took out the words, and I'm afraid his father's reputation would be a bit worse than that.

Manager Wei looked at Manager Bao winking, not knowing what he said.

Immediately stretched my head over and looked at the contract.

Could it be that there is something wrong with what the boy wrote?

Everyone has the same feeling that his father is Tong Sheng, and the article he just took out was simply unmatched in Hongdu.

Even the head of Xiaoshan Academy was admitted to the extreme. His father entered Xiaoshan Academy to study. What a great honor!

A tiger father has no dog son, so I guess this kid's knowledge is also excellent.

Even if there are some problems, it won’t make the manager Bao look like that.

It's like eating a pigeon fart, and I want to laugh but can't.

He stretched his head and looked.

Manager Wei had just drank a sip of tea into his mouth and almost spit it out.

He didn't go up or down, almost choked to death.

Uncle.

Is this the name of Wang Pengfei’s son?

This is too...

Too... ugly!

Wang Xiaoqing was a little ashamed. There was no way, and she couldn't play with the brush in her hands.

His father forced her to practice calligraphy a lot along the way, but there was nothing he could do.

No matter how you write, it is ugly.

I didn't see that Wang Pengfei had completely lost the interest in training his daughter to write.

Since her father has not urged her to practice big characters every day, she has completely let herself go. No matter how ugly she writes that brush is, she can't see anyone.

This is the first time that someone has been ridiculed like this.

Although the two shopkeepers in front of him didn't say a word.

But the look, expression, and the curvature at the corners of the mouth all illustrate a fact.

The word "her" really makes people have no words to describe.

Wang Xiaoqing was furious.

Grandma, we, a high-quality medical graduate student, were ridiculed in the end. We couldn't write well like an illiterate person. This is simply unbearable!

She can't just step on the ground and rub her face!
Chapter completed!