After taking a shower, Su Wenxiu walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas brought from Yuncheng. Seeing Jiang Danfeng still wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the large and comfortable double bed, looking through the folder with a kraft cover, she exclaimed and asked, "Has Du Qiu been here?"

"How did you know he's here?"

"The folders used by everyone in the company are different in color. The one you take is specially for Du Qiu, with his mark on it." Su Wenxiu has short hair. She didn't wear a shower cap when taking a bath just now. She had some water dipped in the back of her neck. While wiping it with a bath towel, she said, "Are he going to let you be the sales manager in Beijing?"

"That's what he said." Jiang Danfeng put the folders together and looked at them. He found that there was a fountain pen with a pen in the lower right corner of the cover. So he gently stroked it with his index finger and asked, "Wenxiu, I see that this document shows that your notepad business is very prosperous. Why is Sister Chunhua not willing to sell goods on a large scale?"

"Because Sister Chunhua wants to erect her brand image and specialize in the high-end market."

"But your price is very cheap, it's only 6 yuan per book. How can you make it high-end?"

"At the beginning, we didn't want to be high-end, we wanted to make small profits but quick turnover, and to be a civilian brand, but soon found that this wouldn't work." Su Wenxiu spread out her used bath towels and placed them neatly on the backrest of a chair, saying: "After our notepad became a hit, a lot of pirated goods soon appeared on the market. Either directly plagiarize our words or reprint our covers directly and pretend to be genuine. We sold 6 yuan, and they sold 5 yuan or 4 yuan, and they mixed fish with beads. Not only did they distribute a lot of customers, but they also ruined our brand reputation."

"Didn't it mean that you can't print without fonts?"

"It's not that I can't print it, it's that I can't print it well. All the plagiarized texts are imitated Song font, which is ugly and the reprinted handwriting is blurry, which is far less exquisite than ours. However, pirated versions are only sold for one hammer and do not care about quality." Many people feel thirsty after taking a shower, and Su Wenxiu was no exception. She poured half a cup of mineral water, took a sip and continued: "So Sister Chunhua deliberately lowered the output, created an image of supply and demand, and then upgraded the product and raised the price, and specialized in the mid-to-high-end market to strictly distinguish between genuine and pirated versions, just like LV bags. If they only sold for 50 yuan, then both buyers and sellers knew that it was definitely fake."

“How to upgrade?”

"Du Qiu has redesigned a new set of products and added floral patterns to the cover." Su Wenxiu proudly compared her V-shaped fingers and said with a smile: "The pattern is not only beautiful, but also very fine. Without the original picture, the pirated version will definitely not be printed well."

"Do you have any samples? Show me."

Su Wenxiu then opened her suitcase, took out a set of notepad cover design drawings from it, and said, "This is the high-end notepad we are planning to launch in Beijing. There are twelve books in total, and it is sourced from the Twelve Flower God Cup."

The previous notepads were mainly text content. Most of the covers were light-colored paper, leaving more white space, which looked simple and fresh. However, the newly designed notepad was the opposite. The covers were made of dark gold paper, and the surface was covered with white flowers. Only in the inconspicuous places in the corners had a few lines of small characters, which looked complex and gorgeous. The style changed so much that Jiang Danfeng was surprised and his eyes were also lit.

"What is the Twelve Flower God Cup?"

"There are twelve cups made by Jingdezhen during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. One flower per month, one flower per poem. January is forsything, February is apricot blossom, March is peach blossom, April is peach blossom..."

Because Du Chunhua once wrote "Ode to Peony" for Jiang Danfeng, and she also liked peony flowers very much, she immediately turned to the fourth page and saw that most of the cover was covered with a peony with a blooming stamen, layered and magnificent. In the lower left corner, two very likable ancient poems were written in the font of official script: Xiaoyan is far away and the golden palm dew is dew, and the evening fragrance is deep and the jade hall style is stirred.

The Twelve Flower God Cup is something dedicated to the emperor to enjoy. They choose some poems with auspiciousness and rich atmosphere. Du Qiu used its creativity to cater to the luxurious and luxurious environment of the capital, and specially tailored this new design using the flower wallpaper stored in the laptop as materials.

Jiang Danfeng couldn't put down this gorgeous style. He carefully admired the twelve patterns over and over again. The balance in his heart began to tend to stay in Beijing as a sales manager because she felt that this style of notepads would definitely be very popular. If the price was right, let alone selling 200,000 copies a year, it was possible to sell 500,000 copies. If this calculation was made, her income would be much higher than Du Qiu's previous estimate.

"Wenxiu, will this new design also appear pirated?"

"No, these patterns are very complex and require very high-end machines and skills to print the effect. The entire Yuncheng can only be printed by the Provincial Art Publishing House. My father and his father tried it several times in the factory, and the samples printed each time were ugly and they couldn't handle it. Those small workshops were even worse."

"In this case, the cost will be much higher, right?"

"It's much higher, but the price is also much higher. This is our flagship series, and we plan to sell it for 18 yuan per book."

“This kind of?”

"We also have a mid-range product plan, and we plan to find some well-known writers to cooperate with them, and print the famous quotes from their works on notepads, such as Wang Xiaobo, Wang Shuo, Wang Meng, etc. The price has not been set yet. Let's talk about the situation after the communication is completed." Su Wenxiu put the design back into the suitcase, locked it, climbed onto the big bed, got into the soft quilt, and said, "It's already past ten o'clock, go to bed, I'll turn off the lights."

Jiang Danfeng untied his bathrobe, threw it on the carpet beside the bed, and then got into the quilt, but did not close his eyes. Instead, he looked at the ceiling in the dark, silently calculating the profits. If each book costs 18 yuan, even if it only sells 200,000 yuan, he could make more than 240,000 yuan a year. If he goes to Du Qiu as his secretary, it will only be 120,000 yuan a year. Although food and accommodation are all included, Yuncheng's prices are very low, and food and accommodation are very cheap. How much money can he save?

Besides, in the remote area of ​​Yuncheng, there is not even a second-rate luxury store, so how can it compare with the prosperous and developed capital...

Well, that's it. Being a manager is better than being a secretary. Although Du Qiu looks good and is very charming, she can't buy a bag...

After Jiang Danfeng made the decision, he closed his eyes, but he was not sleepy at all. He listened to Su Wenxiu's slight breathing next to him, and suddenly hesitated again. He only had sales commissions and no shares dividends. Even if he earned 240,000 yuan a year, he was just a worker who helped Su Wenxiu run errands, and he would never make as much money as she did.

Fatty Chen said that Du Qiu's four articles can make a lot of money. He wore a famous watch and went to a famous school. He even lived in Kempinski's top suite. The big money he said was definitely not a small business like notepad that was more than 100,000 yuan...

Or I'd better be a secretary. My salary is dead and my people live. As long as Du Qiu becomes more prosperous, the secretary will rise with the flow. Maybe he will be richer than Su Wenxiu in the future...

...

When Jiang Danfeng was tossing and turning and it was difficult to make a decision, Chen Dayou was happily chatting with two friends of the same age in a small barbecue restaurant near Beijing University. Both friends were wearing glasses, but one was fashionable, with light and trendy frameless glasses, while the other was old-fashioned, wearing thick and black plastic glasses.

"How is it? Is my browser awesome?"

"You are so lucky. The protagonists in martial arts novels were beaten to death and met masters in the deep mountains and forests. You can even meet masters even if you hide in the deep mountains and forests!" The name of Qin Mu, who wears frameless glasses, is currently working in Founder Group, a company in Beijing University. He smiled and said, "Dayou, congratulations now. This browser is no less powerful than the nuclear bomb that Americans threw in Hiroshima back then. As long as it is released, you will become a billionaire in a short time."

"When my friend showed me the browser, I also said that this is a nuclear bomb-level software." Chen Dayou picked up the wine glass and invited with a serious expression: "Qin Mu, Jiang You, are you two interested in working with me?"

Jiang You, wearing plastic glasses, finished his undergraduate degree and master's degree. After finishing his master's degree, he stayed at school as a teacher. After finishing his doctorate, he stayed in a comfortable school for a long time and was more conservative. He shook his head and said, "Your project is good, but the risk is not small. I still have two scientific research projects to do now, and the child has only been born for a few months, so I can't get rid of it for the time being."

"Yuzi's parents are old and now they have children. It's really not convenient to go to the United States. Let's talk about it in a few years." Qin Mu explained a few words to his friend, then picked up the wine glass and touched Chen Dayou, and said, "I'm a bachelor and a mercenary. As long as the price you offer is good enough, you can go to the United States and Yuncheng."

"Then it's a matter of determination, it's done!" Chen Dayou took half a cup, held the remaining half and said to Jiang You, "Yuzi, among our classmates, I didn't accept anything else, but I only admire you. You are a natural computer-based material. You have ideas, energy and ability. Staying in school for research is too incompetent. If my company really starts, you can come over at any time and will never treat you badly."

"OK."

The three of them drank a few glasses of wine. After chatting for a while, Qin Mu took a skewer of freshly grilled lamb and asked while eating: "Dayou, do you have any other works besides 7-ZIP and browser?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I think he seems to have other plans, not just a simple browser." Qin Mu felt that he had not explained it clearly, so he raised the mutton skewers to make an analogy, saying: "Writing the program is the same as the kewer skewers. At the beginning, we didn't know how much salt to put, nor how much cumin to put, so the initial works were immature, with many bugs and many functional defects. Only after debugging and repairing can a more perfect work be created. However, the program written by your friend is perfect as soon as it comes out, with almost no bugs, and all functions should be available. Don't you think it's strange?"

Jiang You nodded and agreed: "I can't see how good the browser has no source code, but the iScript language he designed is very mature in terms of syntax and functions. He even listed some wrong usage examples that should be avoided in the document. It is comprehensive and careful, and it is not like something that was designed in a hurry within a month."

Chen Dayou smiled distractedly. Du Qiu was a genius, and his behavior could not be judged by ordinary people. He was about to explain to his two friends, but suddenly what Du Qiu said that day flashed through his mind: My UN2758 marks China's official entry into the international Internet.

"Hold!"

"What's wrong?"

"Du Qiu is crazy. He is not trying to be a rich man, he is trying to be Qin Shihuang!" Chen Dayou laughed, slapped the table hard, and shouted loudly: "Boss, take three bottles of Erguotou, so his ambition is so bold that he should be clear!"

Qin Mu and Jiang You were a little puzzled, looked at each other and asked, "What Qin Shihuang? What kind of ambition?"

"Two classmates, what do you know is the most awesome thing Qin Shihuang has ever done?"

"Unified the six countries?"

"Build the Great Wall?"
Chapter completed!