Forced her into demonic possession: There will be no more gods in the world!

Chapter 16 Talking Business with the Manager of Wanbaolou

Just as Yun Juan had expected, the manager of Wanbaolou stood up from his chair as soon as he saw the bottle of lip rouge.

Who gave you this?

"It's a young master who wants to discuss a business deal with you!" The young man looked at the shopkeeper's excited expression. How could such a small porcelain jar make the shopkeeper so excited?

I couldn't help but wonder, what exactly is inside?

"Quick... take me there!" The young man led the shopkeeper to the door and saw two fair-skinned young men standing at the entrance of Wanbaolou, each holding a steamed bun in one hand and two scallions in the other.

"Shopkeeper, it's these two. They said they wanted to talk business with you, and the goods also belong to them." The young man pointed to the two people squatting on the ground.

"Did you have your servant give me this? I am the manager of Wanbaolou." The manager's eyes gleamed as he looked at the two of them.

"Yes, I'm here to discuss a business deal with the shopkeeper. How about that thing in your hand?" Yun Juan swallowed the bun in her mouth and pointed to the item in the shopkeeper's hand.

"How much do you have? Come inside and we'll talk! Please, sir..." The shopkeeper bowed and gestured for him to enter.

Yun Juan stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth: "Let's go, Xiao Qing, let's go inside Wanbaolou and take a look, let's go with your young master and broaden our horizons!"

Qinghe stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth: "Alright!"

Even Yun Juan, who had seen the world, was shocked by the extravagance of Wanbaolou.

The pillars in the main hall are inlaid with gemstones, and even the railings are inlaid with various kinds of jade.

The stone pillars were covered in gold, and even the ground was inlaid with snow jade.

"Wow, your Wanbaolou is quite wealthy!" Yun Quan couldn't help but exclaim, "Tsk tsk tsk, how wonderful it would be if it were my own."

The owner behind Wanbaolou must be incredibly wealthy, right?

Murong Qian, who was far away in the Regent's Palace, sneezed twice, thinking that she had caught a cold from going out last night.

"Young master, you flatter us! Wanbaolou is just a business; we make our money from high-ranking officials and nobles. As for the money that ordinary people use to save their lives, we don't make that!"

The manager explained why Wanbaolou only serves regular customers and why it operates on a high-end, luxury model.

Yun Quan became curious about the owner behind the scenes. It was quite a breath of fresh air that they didn't make money off the poor.

"Young master, can you supply these lip rouges continuously?" The shopkeeper thought of the extremely tempting floral fragrance he had just smelled.

Although the lip balm sold in the store now is of high quality, the moment I held this one in my hand, I felt that it was not presentable enough.

"Shopkeeper, you should understand the principle of scarcity making things valuable better than I do!" Yun Juan can supply the goods, and she can quickly replenish them by taking them out of her space, so there is no need to worry about not having enough.

However, the principle has always been that things are valued for their scarcity. If everyone could afford them, then there would be no money to be made.

"Look, I was so shallow! Then what do you think..." The shopkeeper wanted to hear the young master's thoughts, after all, someone who could produce something so unique was definitely not an ordinary person.

"We get 20% of the profits, one bottle a month, auctioned off, highest bidder wins, how about it?" Yun Juan's offer was indeed tempting.

"Young master, 28 is too little, how about 37? That way I can explain it to my boss!" The shopkeeper tried to persuade the young master in front of him.

"Alright, deal! I'll take seven, and Wanbaolou will take three. Remember, it's an auction, the highest bidder wins!" Yun Juan specifically instructed that the highest bidder wins.

"Don't worry, young master, it will definitely be an auction, the highest bidder wins! How should I pay you the commission then?" The shopkeeper wanted to know the other party's contact information.

"I'll come once a month. Just give me my share from last month!" Yun Juan had already figured out how to make money; now it was up to time to prove it.

"Yes, young master!" The shopkeeper understood that people with some ability all had a kind of pride and didn't like being constantly questioned.

So he tacitly refrained from pressing the matter further. As long as the business was viable, a win-win situation was a form of respect.

When Yun Quan led Qing He away from Wanbaolou, they did not notice that the manager of Wanbaolou also left through the back door, and after many twists and turns, he arrived at the back door of a courtyard.

After knocking three times, the back door was opened from the inside. The manager of Wanbaolou lowered his veil and followed the person into the study.

"Master, a young master has come to the shop today with his page. He wants to discuss a business deal with us!" The shopkeeper presented the lip rouge he had received.

"That's it? How is the commission calculated?"

"Three-seven, the highest bidder wins at the auction!" The shopkeeper replied directly, echoing Yun Juan's words.

"He's quite clever! He knows how to leverage the power of Wanbaolou!" He tapped his fingers on the table.

His thoughts were unfathomable, and the manager of Wanbaolou below was already trembling with fear.

On one hand, I was worried that my employer would blame me for acting first and informing me later; on the other hand, I was worried that my employer would not like this solution.

"Great! We're just organizing an auction! Our cut is perfectly normal; why not make money if we don't want to? You did a great job this time!"

The shopkeeper at the lower seat breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The shopkeeper left the owner's courtyard and immediately began preparing for the auction, confident that the small porcelain jar in his possession would become a hit.

His eye for talent has always been sharp, and with the young master's advice, he made a fortune.

Yun Juan was in a great mood after finishing her business deal. Now that she didn't have to worry about running out of money, of course she was in a good mood.

"Miss, why don't we open our own powder shop?" Qinghe didn't understand. They had such good products, why didn't they sell them themselves?

“You don’t understand! We don’t have as many clients as Wanbaolou, and we can’t grow that big in the first place! Even if we do have clients, we can’t sell them at high prices! It’s a waste of time! It’s not worth it.”

"Why not give the product to Wanbaolou and leverage their influence to drive up the price? Wouldn't it be great if we could just sit back and reap the benefits?" Yun Juan patiently explained the intricacies of the situation to Qinghe.

"Why don't we bring Qingmiao along too! That little girl is good at accounting; she'll probably know what I'm thinking," Yun Juan said to Qinghe.

"Quick, there's a wonton stand up ahead. I didn't eat enough earlier, let's have a bowl of wontons before heading back!"

The trip was very rewarding. Yun Juan and Qing He ate and ate until they got home, and both of them were so full they could hardly contain themselves.

When Qingmiao first saw the two of them, she thought she was seeing things. They were fine when they left, so why did they look so listless after going out?

"Don't be curious, we're both full..."