Zane raised a brow. "It's not a bad idea."
"I tried it out today," I said slowly. "And it turned out pretty well. The sales of the designer collectibles were better than that of the merchandise. But it has its downsides, too.
"The sales ride on hype, and the numbers would drop once the hype is over. I'll have to think of a way to make the hype last longer."
Zane stared at my computer screen wordlessly, taking in the design sketches of half a dozen designer collectibles. He chuckled and asked, "So, your idea is to launch a new collectible just as the hype for its predecessor dies down?"
"That's right," I answered frankly, not wanting to keep my plans a secret from him.
Zane said approvingly, "Not bad. You're grasping opportunities and perceptive enough to know your market and the hype."
I pointed out, "If I don't act fast, I could lose my chance to make good money."
Zane was proud of me for putting myself first.
However, he must be disappointed that he could not tempt me even with his fine looks and seductive get-up. With a sigh, he slid off the bed and poured me a glass of water. "Well, I can't afford to laze around while our resident breadwinner is hard at work."
He set the glass before me as he said this. I took it. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it." It was the first time Zane saw me working to build a business of my own, and his interest was piqued. "Have you come up with a marketing strategy yet?"
"No," I admitted. "But I'm aware of the supply-and-demand principle. I'm also aware that short and sweet advertisements of my products would leave a stronger impression in my targeted audience's minds. Figuring these out is the key to simplifying the actual marketing process."
"I know you can do it," Zane encouraged.
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