"Cheng Ran, I don't want to go to the music school anymore. I don't want to participate in any activities anymore..."
This statement probably means that she has no intention of discussing it with him, but has her own opinions and decisions.
However, Cheng Ran could hear the sadness in his voice.
"There's no need to go there anymore," Cheng Ran smiled. "The music academy is good enough. Overdevelopment is not good. Everything should be done in moderation..."
Qin Xizhen looked over with admiration in his eyes, "You actually know when to stop."
Cheng Ran said, "It's not easy. Look, in just a few days, a week, we've sold more than 16,000, and you've earned 6,000 yourself. You're a teacher now, and you only make 600 to 700 a month, right?"
"… "
Qin Xizhen, "How about... shall we continue?"
This is really true. He just decided not to go, but when the profit was mentioned, Qin Xizhen immediately overturned his previous decision.
How much do you love money
Cheng Ran shook his head. "The income is not that great. The income from club activities is basically saturated. We can create a wave of popularity when club activities are concentrated at the end of the year, which can be regarded as a promotion festival for board games, but if we continue, it will be over. The club's resources have been used up, and promotion also has a fatigue period. From now on, we can only rely on spontaneous word-of-mouth."
Qin Xizhen actually knew this principle more or less, and his flip-flopping just now was just out of instinct.
Cheng Ran remained calm, "Did you meet someone you know? Were you discovered that you were not comfortable promoting board games?"
"That's not true," Qin Xizhen said, "It's not shameful to make money with your own ability, but there are too many disgusting people in this world."
"Pfft!" Cheng Ran tilted his head and spat on the ground.
Then, as she frowned at the scene, he said to her, "Give it a try. When you encounter something like this, just think of it as a fly being swatted away."
"You want me to try this?" Qin Xizhen's eyes widened. She had probably never been so unladylike in her life, but of course she didn't think that counting money was unladylike.
"yes."
"Pooh." Qin Xizhen turned his head.
"It's too light, and there's no real venting of the inner dissatisfaction."
"Pooh!"
"Do you hate the other person? If you do, you should despise and reject the other person from the bottom of your soul!"
"spit!"
Qin Xizhen turned her head away fiercely, then quickly opened her bag, took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, her whole face flushed.
Cheng Ran looked at him with an expression that said, "That's right." Qin Xizhen slapped the table and stood up, "I'm so hungry, let's go have some pig's trotter soup!"
Many shops near the school can stew pig's trotters at night. There are also snack stalls pushing carts with stewed pig's trotter soup, which are specially provided for students after school. The pig's trotters are usually seven yuan each, served in an enamel bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onions, snow-white soup, and a bowl of bean paste dipping sauce. It is a snack on winter nights, and it feels like heaven when you take a bite of it.
Cheng Ran and Qin Xizhen were walking in the alley. Qin Xizhen was 1.69 meters tall, and Cheng Ran was 1.78 meters tall. One of them was wearing a black dress, revealing her slender figure, and the other was tall with a handsome face. These two people attracted the attention of people passing by.
Of course, people on this street didn't know Qin Xizhen was a teacher, and they had seen many couples walking side by side after school, so it shouldn't be strange. But this couple today, the girl was impeccable in terms of appearance and temperament, and the boy was also good-looking and outstanding, which really made people stop and stare.
Perhaps he noticed something, or felt that it was not a good thing for him and Cheng Ran to be stared at and looked at along the way, so Qin Xizhen pointed to a pig's foot soup restaurant on the main road and said, "Let's go to that one!"
Then they walked into the store and ordered one each.
Sitting face to face while eating, hot steam rising with the aroma of the soup, Cheng Ran discovered that Qin Xizhen ate as fast as he did, but he didn't care about his image, while Qin Xizhen was much more elegant. He turned the pig's trotter with meat in his mouth for a while, and when it came out, only the bones were left. His hands worked slenderly and nimbly, just holding the bones with his fingertips, and he took small bites, but was able to finish a pig's trotter clean.
After finishing eating, Qin Xizhen wiped her fingers with paper, held the bowl with her ten fingers to drink the soup, put the bowl down, and smiled at Cheng Ran, "Pay the bill."
Cheng Ran looked at her. She also looked at Cheng Ran without any burden.
Finally, Cheng Ran asked, "Didn't you treat me?"
"Oh, right," Qin Xizhen thought for a moment, "It seems that I was the one who suggested coming here to eat, but it's not just me who made money, you made more money, so the one who makes more money should treat us."
Cheng Ran knocked on the table. "I have costs. It's a family business, and I have to share the profits. All in all, you have the most."
"Then let's go Dutch." Qin Xizhen clapped his hands and smiled, as if he had made a wise and fair decision.
"I have something to say that may have stumped me, but I don't know if I should say it or not." Cheng Ran threw seven dollars on the table.
Qin Xizhen rolled his eyes at him, "You are so long-winded. You are already a small boss, why are you so stingy?"
"You are a teacher after all. Do you feel no pressure when you tell your students AA?"
"No... Rich people, just give more money to the poor, so that you students won't get too much money and do bad things. Don't I know you boys... Humph!"
What does that “humph” at the end mean? Please explain it clearly!
Cheng Ran felt that his world views had been somewhat overturned when he got along with Qin Xizhen. This music teacher who had just joined the school did not play by the rules at all.
Coming out of the pig trotter shop, in the cool air, the satisfaction brought by a bowl of hot pig trotter soup fills your stomach.
Qin Xizhen took a deep breath, and then Cheng Ran saw a dazzling smile blooming in the night, "Ha, so happy!"
"Are you still interested in continuing to work as a promotion ambassador?"
Qin Xizhen said "Ah..." and turned around, "Can you continue?"
"Next, we really need to expand our production capacity. One printing shop is not enough to expand our business. I think pirates may have already set their sights on this area. We need to contact printing factories. With a larger scale, we can lower the price, open up sales channels, and make more profits... You can still do these things."
After just a short moment, Qin Xizhen smiled and said, "Deal!"
"You agreed so quickly, don't you want to think about it?"
"I've thought about it. Contact the printing factory and ship it. It just so happens that I have many friends who work in TV stations and journalists in Chengdu. Some of them were the executives of my student union. Now no one dares to refuse them to do something. Do you know how to connect with people? Of course, in the end, I'll still give them some money and let them report it in the newspaper. Wouldn't that be more conducive to promotion?"
Qin Xizhen snapped his fingers. "I think we should make it bigger. We should let others come to us on their own initiative. Otherwise, we should spend some money on advertising in some channels in various provinces and cities, find downstream agents and distributors, and spread the network layer by layer?"
“Also, it would be best to promote it in universities, contact various university clubs, and use our Sichuan Conservatory of Music as a template to continue this promotion… I believe that these are situations that both parties would like to see.”
"Win-win" has come out.
Cheng Ran’s eyes widened. This was simply... a woman who loves money and acts recklessly.
(The book has just begun. Rekindled is based on Cheng Ran’s fate and life, telling the story... Please vote~)