[MTL]After I Transmigrated As A Fake Young Master, I Became Popular

Ch 35

    Sun Yuetong blinked in confusion: " How much did you sell again??"

    Ye An was stunned: "How much, how much???"

    Cao Zhengpeng looked at the director and then at Lin Yanran: "Did I hear wrong just now?"

    The director With a smile, he repeated the number loudly again.

    "The total sales of Yan Ran and Gao Zitai Group today are 1800 yuan. You heard me right."

    1800...

    Is this sales real? ! !

    Fu Anqi shook her sore hand from jumping, she couldn't believe it at all, "How did you do it?"

    The rest of the guests were also shocked.

    "How did you sell so much??"

    "This is too amazing!!"

    "The combined sales of our two groups are not even a fraction of yours!!!"

    The eyes of the four guests were aligned for a moment. Shushu turned to Lin Yanran and Gao Zitai, his eyes were full of curiosity.

    Because they have experienced it first-hand, they know how difficult it is to sell such high sales.

    There are no acquaintances and fans in foreign countries to help, and they are not professional shopping guides.

    Besides, these 400 sets of painting utensils, in fact, even if they are sold by professional shopping guides, they may not be able to buy so much money in one afternoon...

    They tried their best to sell more, but the final sales volume was also low. I only looked at the beginning of one or two hundred yuan.

    So they were really curious about how the two of them could have sold for nearly 2,000 yuan without external help.

    During the whole process, Gao Zitai, who didn't contribute much at all, was looked at with such anticipation and curiosity by everyone, and his back felt numb.

    He took a step back and quickly waved his hands, "I... I didn't... It was all Yanran..."

    Just when he wanted to explain that Yanran sold all these by himself, Ye An suddenly took a picture After making a move, there was another unbelievable expression on his face.

    "I just calculated, three yuan for the picture book, two yuan for the picture book, seven yuan for the watercolor pen, and six yuan for the crayon...a total of eighteen yuan, one hundred sets each...so...you sold out all the four hundred sets ???"

    What the hell? ?

    All sold out? ? ?

    Even the hardest selling crayons? ? ?

    After hearing Ye An's words, the other three guests had no idea what words to use to describe their feelings.

    Fu Anqi was the closest to the box of the director's team, so she quickly squatted down and pulled the box away.

    There was only a small table and a small bench on the trolley of Lin Yanran's group, and all the other things were sold out! !

    Four guests: ...

    This is really awesome that cannot be described in words! ! !

    "Are you two devils????" Ye An questioned his soul.

    Gao Zitai, who had been a boss for a while, felt inexplicably guilty, and quickly waved his finger to Lin Yanran next to him, "I'm not, he is!!" Just as
he spoke again, the director's voice sounded .