One hundred and thirty-three, first stroke of business
"Ha ha, I've just returned from Kyoto and it so happens that I have something to discuss with you right now."
On the other side, Pang Ping was first surprised and then responded with a smile: "I don't know what's going on? Just say it, Bai Dao Chang."
Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "I want to create a website to sell some things, but I don't understand this aspect, so I want you to hire someone who understands it to help me make one."
Pang Ping smiled and said, "So that's how it is. No big deal, I'll send someone over later and it will be settled in no time." He paused for a moment before continuing, "However, Bai Daozhang, aren't you planning to start an online store? Are you feeling bored at home and wanting to find something to do? Actually, there's no need for that. If you really want to find something to do, you can come to my company and I'll arrange a job for you. It will definitely be easy work."
"Bai Yu smiled and shook his head, saying: 'Never mind, just send someone over to help me deal with this matter.' After that, the two of them chatted for a while before hanging up the phone. Bai Yu then calmed down and waited for the person sent by Pang Ping to arrive."
It turns out that Pang Ping's people really did move quickly, and in just over ten minutes they had arrived.
Bai Yu opened the door and saw a woman in her thirties, wearing glasses and dressed in a professional attire that gave off an air of seriousness.
The woman seemed extremely surprised when she saw Bai Yu and asked: "Are you Mr. Bai?"
Bai Yu nodded and smiled: "You were sent by Manager Pang, right? Come on, come in and sit down."
The woman was extremely surprised in her heart, and when she came, Pang Ping repeatedly reminded her to be as respectful as possible to the person she would meet. At that time, she thought it was a big shot, but when she arrived here, she found out that it was actually a young man, and looking at his living place, it was also very ordinary, so she couldn't help but wonder.
However, if you say that Bai Yu is not a big shot, he won't believe it at all. Who is Pang Ping? He's the boss of the largest company in H City right now, would he be so good to someone with no identity or background? It's simply impossible!
It is often said that businessmen value profit and naturally will not do anything that does not bring them some benefit.
She couldn't help but purse her lips, thinking to herself: It seems like he's probably some rich family's son who's had enough of his good life and came here to experience the real world. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but hum a soft tune, as if wanting to express her discontent. But deep down, she was actually a little envious of Bai Yu. Coming from an ordinary family herself, the high-society lifestyle had always been something she strived for, and naturally, she held some small grudges against those born into wealthy families.
Fortunately, her work attitude is relatively strict. Although she didn't say a word after entering the house, nothing bad happened again like before.
Of course, the sound just now would not deceive Bai Yu's ears. Listening to this somewhat sour tone, Bai Yu was a bit bewildered, but because he didn't understand, he didn't care and just let her go.
The woman entered the room without saying a word, but went straight to the computer and started operating it with ease. The whole quiet afternoon passed like this in the room, but when she was about to put the items White wanted to buy on the website, the woman's attitude changed.
They are some weird items, including screenshots of spells and introductions with specific prices.
She finally understood that this was not a rich young master, but a divine stick. Although it was the first time she had seen such an unsightly divine stick, he couldn't hide his skills. Just from the fact that Pang Ping, a former atheist, would be so respectful to him, it could be seen.
This was somewhat amusing to her. Because at this time, Bai Yu's image had undergone a drastic change in her heart, transforming from a rich second-generation official to a weird and mysterious god stick.
It won't be long before everything on the website is ready. The woman smiled and said, "Alright, I've finished everything, so I'll head off now. There are still some things to attend to at the company."
Bai Yu sent the woman away with a smile, shook his head and returned to the computer, sitting in front of it waiting patiently for business. However, doing business seemed not that easy, Bai Yu waited for an entire afternoon but no one called to buy talismans or discuss ghost-catching business. This really made him depressed for a long time, finally at midnight he gave up and went to bed.
At dawn, when the sky was just brightening up, Bai Yu woke up from his sleep. The first thing he did after waking up was to pick up his phone and take a look at whether there were any missed calls, but in the end, there weren't any. He let out a sigh and muttered to himself: "The competition these days is really not ordinary, it's actually made someone like me, a master of the Wu Zhou realm, become buried."
Then he got up and washed his face, and waited again.
Just as he was about to fall asleep in frustration, the phone finally rang. The caller ID showed that it was from Linshi City. Bai Yu answered the phone and waited for a response from the other end. There was silence on the phone for about half a minute before someone spoke up, and it was a very thick voice.
"Hello, is this Light Feather?" The name Light Feather was naturally given by White Feather himself. After all, if you don't proclaim a loud name to the outside world, no one will pay attention to you.
White Feather nodded and said: "Right, I am."
The person opposite him was very surprised to hear his voice, and should have heard his approximate age from the sound, but his social experience should be very rich and did not show it, instead he sank for a moment, and said: "I'll buy a few talismans from you now..."
"Alright, no problem. Which one do you want? There are many types of talismans, each with its own price."
He fell silent again, then said: "I'll take two talismans to ward off evil spirits, but I don't know if the effect of your spell is really as magical as you introduced it online..." Bai Yu smiled and interrupted him, saying: "My spell is definitely effective. If you don't believe me, you can try it out for yourself. If you want two talismans to ward off evil spirits, I'll give you one for free. If it's not effective, you can complain about me."
"Huh?" The male voice on the other end responded with a hint of skepticism, "Alright, I took a look earlier and the price you're selling it for online is no burden to me at all. If your talisman really works, I'll be buying from you regularly in the future." He paused for a moment before continuing, "I'll send you the money right away, then you can send me the talisman afterwards." With that, he hung up the phone.
He was very happy when he first succeeded in making a deal, then he sat in front of the computer waiting for the money to come in. After about ten or twenty minutes, his mobile phone received a message from the bank account that the payment had been credited. Without delay, he rushed out of the door to send the express delivery.
At this time, in a high-rise building in J City, a middle-aged man who was already bald was worried and anxious. A female secretary next to him asked softly, "Director Lin, is this really reliable?"
The bald boss shook his head helplessly and said, "There's no other way to do it now. Our company's employees are already on edge, arguing about ghosts every day. If we don't take measures, everyone will quit soon. Although I also know that some online propaganda is unreliable, but there's nothing else to do but try our luck." After a moment of silence, he said, "This matter hasn't been leaked out, has it?"
The female secretary shook her head and said, "No, because the time is not long, just these two days. Although they have been worried about ghosts, they still know to consider the company's reputation and have not publicly announced it. Some people who usually don't keep their mouths shut have also been warned, but they are all secretly guessing that it might be the ghost of Old Wang, who died unfortunately in our company a while ago, causing trouble."
The bald old man nodded and said, "As long as it's not leaked, the rest can be left to their speculation." He then stood up and let out a sigh again. Standing by the window, he gazed at the street outside where cars were passing by incessantly, but his mind was preoccupied with something unknown.
He returned to Bai Yu's place again. At this time, he had already sent the package and came back, sitting at home taking out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and started playing games.
He just sold two talismans, although these talismans are not particularly good, but with the blessing of Bai Yu's law, he still added a few hundred yuan to this talisman. This is much better than his previous miserable work. I believe that as long as he has some patience, his business will gradually improve.
And so another day passed in waiting, and still there was no order call.
At this time, the bald old general in J City was staring blankly at the two talismans on his desk. Indeed, White Feather's talismans didn't look very good. Nowadays, everything is about packaging, but he just had these two lonely pieces of paper that looked like they weren't worth much no matter how you looked at them.
The bald old man shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself: I'll take a look at the situation tonight, if it's really not effective, see if I don't dismantle your bones.
The secretary next to him was also in a daze, and it wasn't until after a while that she came back to her senses and said, "Boss, have we been cheated?"
The bald old boss waved his hand in annoyance, saying: "Alright, let's get through tonight first." He sighed again and said: "Why did I have to buy this thing in such a nameless place?"
This is also why Bai Yu's talismans are generally higher than the market price, which would attract this old man. In the minds of Chinese people, expensive things are always good.