They had raised everyone's complaints by starting with a question that was completely at odds with the current situation, then guided their thinking with an apparently feasible improvement plan, making them all imagine how their lives would change if such an opportunity truly existed.
Wu Yuhe's heart jolted. Following that logic, the third question should be: "I'm sorry, but all of your ideas are very persuasive. Unfortunately, I can only satisfy one of them. After all, my money and supplies didn't just blow in on the wind."
Spicy Iron Hammer shook his head apologetically. "But after hearing your requests just now, they don't seem difficult. So here's the third question: If the improvements you want require you to pay a corresponding price, are you willing to pay it to make them happen?"
Draw out the demand, stimulate the demand, then consolidate the demand.
It was such a classic routine.
Many businesses first used excessive advertising or exaggerated publicity to make consumers resent them. When that resentment reached its peak, and traffic was at its strongest, they would seize the opportunity to offer major discounts as an apology and attract attention.
Once consumers were tempted by the discounts, they would use limited-time offers or limited sales to stimulate their desire to buy and achieve their sales targets.
Reality was no different. The people who had just called these demands extravagant all fell silent and began to think.
They no longer talked about what was unrealistic, what was urgently needed, or what was unnecessary.
Doomsday Madman, who had listened from beginning to end, smugly crossed his legs.
These people really were too naïve.
How could anyone live in this world without desires? It was only that some desires had been suppressed by others.
Spicy Iron Hammer had released those suppressed desires, naturally