If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 300 For every 100 consumers, 7 buy fakes (please order all!!!)

After a long while, the transaction data finally began to rise.

Although the pace was slow, it was still a relief.

Feng Yue's face gradually became better.

Ji Zihan's tense nerves also slowly loosened~.

The tense atmosphere in the hall finally eased.

Although there was no explosive order growth.

But the current momentum is still very good.

The volume in the previous hour was just over twenty.

But in the second hour there were already more than a hundred.

This shows that many consumers have successfully passed the hesitation period.

"At the current time, there are not many people shopping online, and the real peak period has to wait at night."

Ji Zihan nodded: "I know."

Jiang Zhou turned his head slightly: "So you don't have to stare so hard."

"But I can't see the data, and my heart is always at ease."

"Would you like to find a room where I can let you relax?"

Ji Zihan spat secretly: "Mr. Jiang is not nervous at all?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "It's useless to be nervous, the public will not follow the will of businessmen."

"What if it fails?"

"Send two wreaths to Mr. Feng as a tribute."

Jiang Zhou was talking and glanced at Feng Yue who was sitting on the other side.

The old fox was holding a handkerchief now and was wiping a sweat every now and then.

At this moment, he only had the monitor screen in his eyes.

He doesn't care what others say or do.

"I'll go out first, you can take a look at it slowly."

Ji Zihan looked at Jiang Zhou: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhou tidied up the tie of his suit: "Open the faucet and put some water, how about we go together?"

"Wait a minute, I'm not in that mood right now."

Jiang Zhou's mouth twitched: "what are you thinking, I'm really going to the toilet!"

Ji Zihan's face blushed: "you you you...you get out."

"Crazy, this woman is greedy for my body."

Jiang Zhou stepped out of the hall and went to the nearest bathroom.

After entering the toilet cubicle, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Su Nan.

Then squatted on the toilet, quietly waiting for a reply.

Before the event, the people arranged by Su Nan also listed a beauty store on Jumei.

As for the goods, of course, those goods are produced by cosmetic factories.

Compared to genuine products, they lack unique coding and elaborate packaging.

At first glance, it looks exactly the same, but it can't bear careful sales.

However, because the price is lower than the official one, and it catches up with the buy one get one free event at Jumei.

Jiang Zhou believes that the order volume of this store will definitely not be small.

Ding--

At this moment, Su Nan's text message came back.

【Order Quantity: 29】

Jiang Zhou held the phone and thought for a moment.

When he just came out, he glanced at the big monitor.

Jumei's real-time order volume has now reached more than 400.

Among them, 29 transactions were reached by their own stores.

Although this number is not large, it occupies a large proportion.

Twenty-nine divided by four hundred.

about seven percent.

That is to say, 7 out of every 1 consumer will buy a fake.

This time, Feng Yue was in trouble.

Jiang Zhou opened the SMS page and restored one to Su Nan.

"Donate all the sales to the orphanage. We're not trying to make money anyway. I'm still a little uneasy about selling fakes."

"Um."

"Why are you so indifferent?"

"None of your business."

"Think I didn't?"

"Boss dog, you are an asshole."

"???"

At the same time, invest in Jingnan.

Su Nan was lying on his desk with a very depressed expression.

Yesterday Jiang Zhou came and teased himself.

She still felt nothing.

As a result, I had a strange dream at night.

Jiang Zhou in Nengli hugged himself... all kinds of nibbling.

The key problem is that the self in the dream does not resist at all.

He even shrank in his arms for a long time.

How can you be so spineless!

So this morning, when she opened her eyes.

I couldn't help but fall asleep and reminisce for a long time.

After all, I was late for work in the end.

If it's just that, it's fine.

But now Su Nan is always replaying yesterday's pictures in his mind.

At that time Jiang Zhou touched her head and brought her face close.

Even the sound of his breathing was clearly discernible.

What if it was closer?

Closer to kiss.

Then why can't he get any closer.

So annoying, so annoying!

Su Nan gritted his teeth and turned on the computer.

On the desktop wallpaper, Jiang Zhou's big face appeared as the screen lit up.

The corners of his mouth rose, with a wicked smile.

On the other side, in Fit's bathroom.

Jiang Zhou was about to leave after washing his hands when suddenly there was a vibration in his crotch.

He took out his phone and looked at it, and found that it was a bunch of pictures sent by Chu Yuwei.

Her cousin got married during the October holiday, and she went to the wedding with her parents.

In the photo, the bride and groom are holding hands, toasting the guests at each table.

"Look, cousin and cousin are really happy."

Jiang Zhou casually typed the words: "Fart, not getting married is the happiest, play whatever you want, and whoever you want to play with."

Chu Yuwei made a bomb expression: "That's a bastard like you!"

"Is it a scumbag if you don't get married?"

"Every girl wants to get a wedding."

"I don't get married because I want to give more girls happiness."

Chu Yuwei hummed: "What he said was so righteous and awe-inspiring, but he was actually a scumbag."

Jiang Zhou grinned: "You don't want to be a scumbag when you don't."

"I want it now, but you've become a scumbag!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'm busy here."

"Oh, then I'll call you tonight."

"ojbk."

Jiang Zhou put the phone back in his pocket and washed his hands.

It turned out that a female white-collar worker was standing next to him, looking at him strangely.

Jiang Zhou was a little puzzled, so he looked down.

He wanted to wash his hands when he turned on the faucet just now.

As a result, Chu Yuwei's message was sent.

The faucet wasn't turned off, so it overflowed the pool and my pants got wet.

"I pissed my hands, I washed it for a while, but I didn't expect to get my pants wet."

Jiang Zhou muttered to himself, turned around and returned to the data monitoring hall.

At this time, Jumei's order volume has grown by leaps and bounds, breaking through the thousand mark in a blink of an eye.

And there are as many as five thousand orders pending payment.

This shows that the degree of fermentation of the activity is almost the same.

In a little while, they are likely to witness the famous scene of an explosion in orders.

"The data is good at the moment."

When Ji Zihan saw him coming back, he nodded with some joy: "It seems that there is no need to worry anymore."

Jiang Zhou sat on the chair and took a sip of tea: "If it goes so well, Jumei may really become a super first-tier e-commerce company."

"Um?"

"It's nothing, just a sigh."

"Why are your pants wet?"

"It was shaking too fast just now." Six.