Chapter 179: Sweeping Through

"Yes, yes!"

Xie Zhichang, who was just preparing to tidy up his newsstand, was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then immediately replied.

"The Feiyan A10 comes in three types. The first is the basic model, priced at 78 yuan. The second comes with headphones or a waist bag, priced at 88 yuan. The third is 98 yuan, which includes headphones, a waist bag, spare batteries, and other components!"

As he spoke, Xie Zhichang placed a red Feiyan A10 in front of the student-looking girl. "The Feiyan A10 comes in three colors: black, red, and white. You can choose!"

Luo Xitong picked up the Feiyan radio. Once in her hand, she felt that although the Feiyan A10 had a plastic casing, the texture was quite good. She remembered seeing an advertisement for the Feiyan A10 in *Zhiyin* magazine earlier that day, which stated that the A10, along with another Feiyan radio model, used "high-tech" environmentally friendly materials.

This material felt better, was more eco-friendly, and safer. It was jointly developed by Feiyan Technology and Dongling High-Tech in collaboration with Hanxi New Materials, with over twenty joint patents!

"You are listening to Mainland Voice of Music Radio FM86.7. Voice of Music is launched by the Central Media Arts Radio and sponsored by Feiyan Technology. Today is the first day we meet our listeners; in the future, Voice of Music will accompany you every day!

Next up is the Voice of Music chart, today's TOP hit at number eight, 'Sky'!"

After Luo Xitong turned on the Feiyan radio, a soft, magnetic female host's voice came through. Radio hosts rely on their voices and tone; though unseen, they retain listeners through sound alone. Female hosts in this day and age, especially for "emotional" radio stations, are truly talented.

The sound coming from the radio was high-fidelity. While one couldn't say it surpassed big brands like Sony or Grundig, at least it lacked that plastic texture and static noise.

Wang Fei's singing voice drifted from the Feiyan A10. After listening for a few moments, Luo Xitong plugged in the headphones, and the sound became even clearer.

After experiencing it, Luo Xitong felt the A10 radio's sound quality was excellent. She also liked the design of the Feiyan A10 very much, and it didn't feel bulky in her hand.

"I'll take this one, the one with the headphones!"

After thinking for a moment while looking at the radio in her hand, Luo Xitong raised her head and spoke to Xie Zhichang. She then pulled a small wallet from her person, counted out 88 yuan, and handed it to him.

Luo Xitong's parents were both employed, and her family was quite well-off. They were usually busy and didn't have time to cook for her, so they basically gave her money to buy her own meals. Combined with her pocket money, Luo Xitong had accumulated a significant amount of private savings, so buying a Feiyan A10 was more than enough.

Looking at the stack of bills in front of him, Xie Zhichang was stunned for a moment. He had sold a unit just like that, which felt somewhat unreal, but he quickly packaged the device and handed it to Luo Xitong.

After taking the device, Luo Xitong plugged in the headphones, put the A10 in her backpack, and walked home, swinging her ponytail.

Watching Luo Xitong's retreating figure and then looking at the stack of bills in his hand, Xie Zhichang realized he could earn a 10-yuan commission for selling an 88-yuan A10. Of course, he would have to turn a portion of this money over to the post office; only the remainder would be his.

But selling one Feiyan A10 meant Xie Zhichang could earn a commission of four or five yuan. If he could sell ten units in a day, he would have dozens of yuan in his pocket. This was far higher than his daily wage. One must know that the average salary in Yanjing was only 678 yuan, which was already the highest average salary among domestic cities!

Xie Zhichang then shook his head and laughed; he felt he was overthinking things. He had only sold one unit so far, yet he was already thinking about all sorts of miscellaneous things.

Although he felt he was overthinking, he couldn't help but feel a bit expectant. At his age, he couldn't be the pillar of the family like he was when he was young, but he still hoped to buy the VCD player his beloved grandchildren had always wanted...

In Pingyang, when Zhang Ao returned from Jincheng, he bought plenty of local specialties and a bottle of fine liquor, which he brought home.

When he returned to the Zhang residence, the old man of the Zhang family was lying on a recliner as usual, rocking gently. A large radio nearby was playing opera, and the old man would hum along with the operatic tunes from time to time.

However, he couldn't listen for even half an hour before an advertisement would play, causing the old man to curse, scolding the radio station for not doing its job properly. He felt it would be better if they just played advertisements directly instead of interrupting the opera.

"Old man, have a few drinks!"

Zhang Ao said to the old man in his usual uninhibited way. His parents were both still working, but they were in other cities and visited only a handful of times a year. Instead, it was the old man who had raised him.

The old man rose from the recliner. Although he was aged, his frame was still quite sturdy. Looking at Zhang Ao, the old man was now very satisfied. Before Zhang Ao joined Dongling High-Tech, he had looked at him with disapproval, but now his attitude had completely changed.

Especially after Zhang Ao led Shenzhou in Europe and defeated Siemens, Zhang Ao was almost praised to the heavens. In the old man's words, Zhang Ao had transformed from that unfilial son into someone who had been like him since childhood...

Zhang Ao placed the side dishes and the old man's favorite roast duck on the table, then opened a bottle of fine liquor.

After the old man and Zhang Ao clinked glasses, the old man took a drink, followed by a bite of braised pork knuckle, and couldn't help but let out a slow breath.

After a few drinks, the old man opened up. "You're not young anymore; it's time to consider marriage and having children. When I was your age, your father could already run errands!"

"The daughter of Director Wang from the supply and marketing cooperative just returned from a university in Yanjing this year. Old Wang intends for you two to meet. And there's also the one from the Municipal Transportation Bureau..."

Now, Zhang Ao and the executives of Dongling High-Tech, including Gao Peng and Gao Zhiyuan, were all highly sought-after, "diamond bachelor" level existences. Even Hu Zi, who was divorced, had people introducing him to potential wives. One couldn't count how many people were eyeing them.

"Stop, old man. You weren't like this before. How did you become so nagging after retiring? This isn't your style at all. I think you're just too idle!"

"You, if you're bored, go play chess with the old men on the street or chat with the old ladies. I can even arrange for you to travel abroad. Don't worry about my affairs!"

"This is the latest radio produced by Feiyan. Take it with you when you go for a stroll. I have things to do, so I won't keep you company!"

Watching Zhang Ao run off after tossing down a Feiyan A10 radio, the old man laughed and scolded, "You brat!"

He then picked up the radio and examined it. Having retired from the supply and marketing cooperative, there wasn't much he hadn't seen. He could tell at a glance whether something was good or not. At the very least, he couldn't find any flaws in the appearance of the item in his hand, which meant it was already among the best in its product category.

"The Feiyan brand!"

Looking at the Feiyan brand on the radio, which used a brand-new logo and trademark design, the old man couldn't help but recall the Feiyan brand from over a decade ago. That was when Feiyan was in its prime. In the blink of an eye, things had changed, and even Feiyan had become a new brand.

After checking the manual and seeing that it introduced a dedicated opera radio channel, the old man tuned to the frequency. The radio immediately played opera. This channel didn't have such frequent advertisements; basically, a host would only appear after a song ended to promote the opera channel and Feiyan radios. The old man was very satisfied with this.

"Have the sales figures for today been tallied yet?!"

Yao Luoying asked the marketing manager of Feiyan Technology. She had asked several times already today; she couldn't say she wasn't nervous, but how could she not be worried?

"They haven't been fully tallied yet, but the sales figures from major cities like Yanjing, Shanghai, Rongcheng, and the capital of Hanxi Province have been coming in. It is estimated that today's sales of the Feiyan A10 are around 2,000 units. The sales of the Dolphin radio are almost negligible, with only a few units bought by radio enthusiasts in major cities like Yanjing for collection!"

The marketing manager of Feiyan Technology said to Yao Luoying in the office, as well as to Li Dongling, who was sitting to the side.

Although she had expected this, Yao Luoying couldn't help but sigh when she heard the sales figures. If sales in major cities were like this, sales in small cities, counties, and towns wouldn't be much better.

On the first day of being on the shelves, the sales of the Feiyan A10 would likely not exceed 3,000 units, and the sales revenue would probably be just over 200,000 yuan, yet the advertising fees already exceeded two or three million yuan!

"It's only the first day. The advertisements placed in magazines like *Reader* and *Zhiyin* have just begun, and the radio stations have also just started promoting it. Continue tomorrow!"

Li Dongling put down the newspaper in his hand and said to Yao Luoying and the Feiyan Technology marketing manager.

The next day, Luo Xitong brought the Feiyan A10 radio to school. During the break, she listened to the Voice of Music channel with her close friends. During this time, friends kept running over to listen to the A10, and there were also male classmates who wanted to borrow the radio to listen to sports and radio stations. In any case, after a whole day, the A10 hadn't been in Luo Xitong's hands for more than a few minutes.

By the time school ended, many of Luo Xitong's classmates had run straight to the newsstand to buy Feiyan A10 radios.

The old man of the Zhang family had the waist bag containing the A10 radio buckled around his waist when he went to the nearby park for a stroll. Hearing that the radio was bought by Zhang Ao, it made a group of old men and women very envious.

By the next day, when the old man went again, he saw that several of the old men and women from yesterday had started to have bulging waist bags, which were clearly Feiyan A10 radios.

Magazines like *Reader* and various radio stations began to be flooded with advertisements for Feiyan radios. Without promotion on mainstream media platforms like television, Feiyan radios began to quietly appear in every corner, including schools, dormitories, and parks.

By the fifth day on the shelves, a scene of people queuing to buy Feiyan A10 radios began to appear at Xie Zhichang's newsstand. Xie Zhichang made several consecutive phone calls to have goods delivered, but by the afternoon, he still had to hang up the "out of stock" sign and close the newsstand. Today, he had sold over 117 Feiyan A10 radios!

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