"Don't be so frustrated. Our newspaper is a new thing. We sold 318 copies on the first day today, which is pretty good. 318. If you want to send it, look, this is still a lucky number. Today we sold 300 copies." If you have multiple copies, you may be able to sell 30,000 or 100,000 copies in the future..." In a hall in Zhuangzi, Yan Liqiang, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at the crowd with their heads lowered and silent, and he First he smiled, took a sip of tea, and broke the silence.
"This...according to the teenagers who went out to sell newspapers, people in the streets of Imperial City and teahouses and restaurants today felt fresh when they saw them selling newspapers. Many people came to inquire, but not many people bought in the end. Everyone They all just took a look, and some people thought our newspaper was too expensive at six coppers a copy. Many people wanted to bargain..." Xu Enda spoke a little embarrassedly.
"Tell the people below that our newspaper is only six copper coins without bargaining, and we won't sell any less!" Yan Liqiang shook his head, "The cost of printing a newspaper with only ink and paper is almost more than three copper coins, and this does not include other expenses. If you want to continue doing this, you have to make money and be able to make your own blood. We don’t do things like making money at a loss, and everyone has remembered it!”
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
"Haihe, continue to do what you are responsible for. Don't stop. The information collected in this first issue is very good. We will continue to do so in the future. The newspaper has come out today. You will pay the reward money to the informants who are responsible for providing information. , Not a lot of them. They have received the money and know our credit, so they will work harder for us in the future!" Yan Liqiang turned his eyes to Hu Haihe and encouraged him.
"I know, I'll send the money tomorrow!" Hu Haihe nodded.
"Also, the few guards you found today are very good. Our newspaper also needs to form a guard. They can intimidate the young people and can help if anything happens. The number of people is tentatively decided at ten!" Yan Liqiang touched his chin, and then looked at Fang Beidou, "Shopkeeper Fang will use some snacks to see if he can hire a team of people from the retired imperial capital's Mabusi people. As for the reward, it is not as good as paying to those wealthy families in the city." There need to be fewer home care homes!”
"Well, I don't think it has to be completely limited to the people of Gozen Mabusi. Now there are many people working hard in the Imperial Capital who want to find a meal. As long as they are capable and can be used, they can do it!"
Just by making eye contact with Fang Beidou, Yan Liqiang knew what Fang Beidou meant. If all the guards of the newspaper office were retired people from the Mabu Division in front of the imperial capital, it would be easy for those people to form gangs, which would be detrimental to management. , inserting a few outsiders into it will make it much easier to manage.
"It's up to shopkeeper Fang to decide this matter. Ten guards is just a tentative number. In the future, our newspaper office will grow. In addition to being distributed in the imperial capital, every newspaper printed must be transported to various cities in the four provinces in a timely manner. , we need to have branches in every city and need manpower. By that time, the number of guards for our newspaper may be hundreds. By then, maybe each of you will have to bring two guards with you when traveling. With the car frame, at that time, it would not be so easy for ordinary people to see you. For example, Haihe, you will not be looking for news, but the news will come to you. What news do you want to publish in our newspaper? We need him to give us money. The starting price is at least one hundred taels of silver. Those big merchants who want to see you have to queue up. And Enda, you and Xiaowu have gained experience in managing distribution points. I will allocate a city to you to take charge of. You will be the shopkeeper, and you will be in charge of hundreds of newspaper sellers. As for those who write articles, when you become famous, I am afraid someone will come to poach you with a lot of money. Piles of gold and silver treasures are placed in front of you, and you are asked to go over and write articles for the new newspaper. At that time, you will be the elders of the Han Empire's newspapers. Everyone will be full of weight when they go out. It’s so easy for you to write a book and talk about it…”
Listening to the pie painted by Yan Liqiang, the somewhat depressed people's eyes slowly regained their brilliance and gradually lost their frustration.
This is just the simplest vision incentive. Yan Liqiang was familiar with it in his previous life. In his previous life, Yan Liqiang heard a joke about a top boss in the domestic Internet business circle who just started his business. He couldn't pay his salary and had to work overtime every day. That The boss called a group of employees together and asked them to think about how to spend the year-end bonus of 5 million yuan in each hand. As a result, everyone started talking, and the more they talked, the happier they became, and the more they talked, the happier they were. In the end, everyone didn't even need to pay wages, so they worked hard enough to work on their own. Even in the most difficult times, that's how the big boss got through it...
Seeing that everyone had regained their fighting spirit and energy, Yan Liqiang smiled and said, "Okay, everyone has worked hard today, so go to rest early. Everything will be the same tomorrow. Everyone can do whatever they need to do, and everyone can do what they are doing. , this first issue of the newspaper only lasts for six days, and when the second issue comes out, all the newspapers in this issue will be taken back. "
After everyone left the hall, Fang Beidou frowned slightly and said to Yan Liqiang, "It's not an option to continue like this. If we only sell this little every day, our newspaper will be losing money every day and we won't last long. According to you, What is that...what is the break-even point? Our newspaper must sell at least 5,000 copies per issue in order to barely avoid losing money. We must find some way..."
Yan Liqiang smiled confidently and suddenly asked Fang Beidou a question, "How many people do you think have heard of books in the Imperial City?"
"Of course there are more. Otherwise, how could there be so many teahouses, restaurants and storytellers in the imperial capital? As you said, in the Han Empire, apart from storytelling and listening to operas, there are no other entertainment activities!"
"Well, then you can collect information about the storytellers in the Imperial City in the past few days, and get in touch first..."
"do what?"
"You will know when I give you something in two days!"
"Does this storyteller have anything to do with our newspaper?"
"Haha, of course it does matter, but let me get it out of the way first. When this is done, all the storytellers in the Imperial City will be our newspaper's voluntary preachers. If we want to sell newspapers, we won't have to worry. …”
Fang Beidou just looked at Yan Liqiang with doubtful eyes. He had no idea what kind of medicine was sold in Yan Liqiang's gourd, "Can't we tell now?"
"I can't explain this now. It's useless to rely on my mouth to say it dryly. Let me prepare it first. Anyway, you will know it then!" Yan Liqiang said and stood up, "Two days later. I'm coming to see you tonight. I have to go to the Imperial City again tonight for some business. I'll leave the newspaper office to you these days, so I'll leave first!"
Fang Beidou kept sending Yan Liqiang out of the door of the newspaper office. Looking at Yan Liqiang's back, his heart was on fire. He still couldn't guess what other methods Yan Liqiang could use to boost the sales of the newspaper, and this method was actually the same as those in the city. Storyteller related.
Could it be that we need to pay those storytellers to tell newspapers
Such an idea came to Fang Beidou's mind, and he immediately rejected it. Those storytellers were also literati, and they all had a somewhat noble temper. They were paid to brag about such things. Storytellers who were even slightly famous were not. He knows how to do it, but he is afraid of ruining his own brand, so even if Yan Liqiang wants to get this way, it won't work. But why is Yan Liqiang so confident that he can make those storytellers submit
…
Yan Liqiang left the newspaper office at the foot of Longqi Mountain and walked quickly, no slower than a horse-drawn carriage. In a short time, he arrived at the south gate of Imperial City, then entered the city and arrived at the Ganzhou Guild Hall.
This time, Yan Liqiang was not blocked from the guild hall again, but unfortunately, Lu Pein was not in the guild hall. The only one left in the guild hall was a steward of the Lu family who followed Lu Pein to the Imperial Capital. The steward said that Lu Pei'en had some entertainment tonight, and he didn't know when Lu Pei'en would come back. Yan Liqiang asked the steward to give Lu Pei'en a message, and made an appointment to meet in the evening two days later, and then left the Ganzhou Guild Hall.
…
Less than ten minutes after leaving the Ganzhou Guild Hall, Yan Liqiang, who was walking on the street to return to Luyuan, passed by a restaurant. A group of people also walked out of the restaurant at the same time. The two parties suddenly bumped into each other at the door of the restaurant.
It was Xu Lang and others who came out of the restaurant, and Yan Liqiang had seen several faces among them.
Xu Lang and the others did not expect to meet Yan Liqiang as soon as they walked out of the restaurant. Naturally, Yan Liqiang also did not expect to meet Xu Lang and the others here. When they met, they were both slightly startled.
However, Yan Liqiang didn't want to have any interactions or entanglements with Xu Lang and the others here. He glanced at Xu Lang and the others and left without saying a word.
But Xu Lang and others didn't seem to intend to let Yan Liqiang leave just like that.
"Hey, boy, stop..." Xu Lang, who was picking his teeth, narrowed his eyes and shouted to Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang turned a deaf ear and continued walking forward...
Xu Lang's face suddenly darkened. He glanced at the follower next to him, Kong Wuli, a strong man who was almost two meters tall. The strong man immediately understood and strode towards Yan Liqiang. , reaching out to grab Yan Liqiang's shoulder, and yelling curses, "Boy, you are deaf. Brother Xu called you, did you fucking hear it..."
Naturally, the big man's hand did not catch Yan Liqiang's shoulder. Just when his hand was about to touch Yan Liqiang's shoulder, Yan Liqiang looked like he had eyes behind him. He just turned slightly to one side and got out of the way. At the same time, he grabbed Yan Liqiang's shoulder with his backhand. The five fingers were like claws, and they immediately grabbed the strong man's wrist...
Yan Liqiang looked at the strong man and said, "Keep your mouth clean. Also, we're not familiar with each other, so don't do anything..."
(End of chapter)