Chapter 0261: Promotion

Fan Baobao always had this ability to mess up Zhao Fusheng's good mood.

It had been like this since childhood. In his previous life, because they later lost touch, Zhao Fusheng gradually buried that memory deep in his heart. Whenever he saw her on screen, he wished this strong girl happiness.

In his memory, Fan Baobao seemed to have eventually married an actor from Taiwan, apparently with the same surname as his. To be honest, Zhao Fusheng didn't remember clearly, because he was busy with work all the time back then and had no time to follow entertainment news.

And now, the person who had just hung up the phone had successfully turned his calm mood irritable.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng found that he really should learn from a certain reborn predecessor. That Master Han always liked to say 'calm the aura, harmony brings wealth.' In Zhao Fusheng's view, these eight words were indeed very useful.

At the very least, if a person couldn't even stay calm, there was no point in talking about anything else.

"What are you grinning about over there?"

At that moment, Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan finished a game of Red Alert. Wang Zhen looked up at Zhao Fusheng and, finding him grinning foolishly, couldn't help but say something.

Zhao Fusheng was startled and looked at them in surprise: "Was I smiling?"

Wang Zhen nodded honestly: "Not only were you smiling, but it was a very smug smile, the especially smug kind."

Zhao Fusheng touched his face, then shook his head: "You two have problems with your eyesight. That wasn't a smile; I was sneering."

"Heh heh..." Wang Zhen didn't say anything, just gave Zhao Fusheng a look that said 'figure it out yourself.'

Tan Kaixuan, with an air of 'I can't be bothered with you,' didn't even make a sound and directly signaled Wang Zhen to start another round.

Seeing the two of them start a new game, Zhao Fusheng lost the desire to argue with them. He lay down on the bed and continued reading his book.

But he didn't notice the exchange of glances and mouthing between Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan.

"A girl?" Wang Zhen mouthed silently to Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan nodded and mouthed exaggeratedly: "Girlfriend!"

With that, the two of them laughed together. Clearly, this time they believed that Zhao Fusheng actually had a girlfriend, because who else would call at this hour except a girlfriend?

At first, you don't understand the meaning of the song; when you listen again, you are already the person in the song.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Zhao Fusheng received a call from his mother.

"Son, it worked! It worked!"

Zhao's mother's voice was filled with excitement, clearly very happy.

"What's up, Mom?" Although Zhao Fusheng had already guessed what it was, he still had to play dumb; otherwise, he wouldn't satisfy his mother's desire to share good news, and she might take it out on him.

Especially with Fan Baobao, that she-devil, about to return and ready to make trouble for him at any moment, Zhao Fusheng felt it was better to stay on his mom's good side.

Sure enough, hearing her son's confused voice, Zhao's mother's tone became urgent: "Yesterday, guess what our sales were yesterday?"

"Ten thousand?" Zhao Fusheng guessed a number casually. He wasn't a fortune-teller; he had to rely on luck, and he couldn't guess accurately anyway.

"Silly boy, multiply that by ten and you're close!" Zhao's mother said happily.

"A hundred thousand?"

Even Zhao Fusheng was taken aback this time, because he really hadn't expected sales to be that high.

"You don't know, people went crazy yesterday. When they heard our products had a membership discount event, a bunch of people signed up for memberships." Zhao's mother said cheerfully: "Later, they even lined up..."

After all, there wasn't a large comprehensive supermarket in Ninghai at the time, and Wanda Mall had a full range of goods, which was enough to make consumers flock there.

"That's impressive, great, great." Zhao Fusheng smiled. He was genuinely happy for his parents, since this was their own business.

Although with a turnover of a hundred thousand, the profit might only be a few thousand, it was already enough, considering they had just opened and lacked experience in various aspects.

"Mom, since we already have membership, why don't you set up a stored-value card for members?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to his mother.

"Stored-value card? What's that?"

Zhao's mother looked puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "Think about it—say a member tops up a thousand yuan, and you give them a hundred-yuan shopping voucher. Then when they buy certain items, they can use the voucher to offset the cost, right?"

"Hmm, but isn't that too much?" Zhao's mother hesitated, a bit pained: "That's a hundred yuan."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes: "Mom, when people shop normally, you give them discounts anyway. You can specify that this voucher can't be used together with discounts."

"Oh, that's true." Zhao's mother thought it made some sense and couldn't help nodding.

"And we can also introduce a membership tier system. For example, customers who spend over a hundred thousand yuan in the mall can get 50% off; those spending fifty thousand get 60% off; forty thousand get 70% off; between twenty thousand and forty thousand get 80% off; and between five thousand and twenty thousand get 90% off." Recalling some supermarket promotions from his past life, Zhao Fusheng casually mentioned them to his mother.

Zhao's mother listened with great interest, praising him as she listened: "Son, you're so smart, so clever..."

Being praised by his mother naturally made Zhao Fusheng very happy.

"Well, you've said so much that I can't remember it all. Take some time to come back and write these things down. Your Aunt Li and I will summarize them, and then have your father follow them."

In the end, just when Zhao Fusheng thought he had gotten off the hook, his mother suddenly dropped this line.

Then Zhao Fusheng decisively canceled all his plans for the day, obediently took the bus, and went home to report.

When he arrived home, his mother and Li Yuan were eating.

"Where's Dad?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

"He went to the store; he can't relax unless he's there overseeing things." Zhao's mother said to her son: "The things you told me, your Aunt Li also thinks they make a lot of sense. Come on, write them down for me, and I'll have your father study them."

Zhao Fusheng nodded helplessly, obediently wrote down his promotional methods, and then said: "These two methods should be enough for now. As for others, we'll deal with them later."

Then he said with a grin: "Mom, my plan is so great, how much planning fee are you going to give me?"

"Planning fee?"

Zhao's mother was taken aback, exchanged a glance with Li Yuan, then smiled slightly and pointed at Zhao Fusheng: "Who are you?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was completely bewildered, then a flash of insight struck him. With sudden inspiration, he replied: "I'm your son."

"Right, and who am I?" Zhao's mother pointed at herself again.

Drawing from his previous experience, Zhao Fusheng quickly said with great sycophancy: "You're my mom."

"Mm, so a son gives his mother advice and asks for money?" Zhao's mother's eyebrows shot up: "You little brat, looks like your skin is itching for a beating!"

Zhao Fusheng shrank his neck and decisively backed down.

Even so, Zhao's mother didn't let him off. She tapped him on the head and scolded with a laugh: "You kid, have you got money on the brain?"

"No, it's just a business plan..." Zhao Fusheng muttered softly, but dared not say another word. He obediently picked up Fan Beibei and started telling her stories.

"Alright, enough nonsense. In a while, come with us to the mall." Zhao's mother thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "What do I need to go for? I've given you the plan, why do you still want me to tag along?"

"Winter is coming, and your mother said she wants to buy you a down jacket." Li Yuan smiled and said, "We're not going to our own mall, so what are you afraid of?"

Only then did Zhao Fusheng realize that his mother had called him back to buy him clothes.

A warm current surged in his heart. Zhao Fusheng grinned at his mother: "Mom, I'll just consider this my planning fee."

Zhao's mother gave her son an exasperated glare and simply couldn't be bothered to scold him anymore. But in her heart, she was very happy—after all, when a son becomes mature and sensible, no one is happier than his parents.