"You can give it a try," Xu Nian'an suggested.
Ji Shuqin was more cautious this time. He said, "I need to take another look, see if we can sell these radios."
Xu Nian'an: Once bitten by a snake, scared of every rope for ten years, huh?
From Xu Nian'an's experience, as long as there's profit, he felt it was worth doing.
Having eaten and drunk her fill, Xu Nianhua contentedly rubbed her stomach. Even though she'd been on her feet all day, her legs ached and her voice was hoarse, she still felt extra happy. She hadn't even tallied the totals yet, but she could tell they'd made good money today.
Listening to Xu Nian'an and Ji Shuqin talk, Xu Nianhua said, "Shuqin, I think radios are pretty good. The profit margin is quite decent—if we move enough, selling ten a month gets us two hundred yuan."
"Right, that's exactly what I think," Ji Shuqin nodded in agreement. And that's just at seventy yuan a pop.
