When Lin Qi was young, he once met a sales champion—a sales champion who sold Jade Mattresses.
To be honest, this kind of thing... no matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like a valuable product!
They were simply mattresses made from a great deal of cheap Celadon Jade, or even things that weren't jade but looked like it, such as marble sliced into thin pieces.
Aside from being uncomfortable to lie on, these mattresses had no use whatsoever. But some merchants had artificially endowed them with all sorts of properties.
For example, they claimed that lying on the mattress could alleviate certain chronic illnesses, or that it could help people sleep better.
The prices of these things, which sounded just like the myths his mother used to tell him, weren't cheap either.
They started at tens of thousands, without exception.
Did you think no one would buy them?
If no one really bought them, there wouldn't be a competitive honorary title like sales champion.
Twenty-nine thousand eight hundred. He remembered it clearly. That sales champion sold more than twenty mattresses in a month, bringing in hundreds of thousands in personal sales! He had sold things that, even put together, might not have been worth ten thousand, for hundreds of thousands in revenue.
Lin Qi had still been young at the time. By asking for advice, he satisfied the sales champion's vanity. And while the man was drunk, Lin Qi also taught him a few little tricks—
You had to be knowledgeable!
At first, Lin Qi didn't understand. It was only when the man mentioned that a married couple of university professors had bought three of his products that he vaguely realized something.
Sometimes, people didn't buy things solely because of the things themselves. What they gained during