Mixed in 1980

Chapter 124 Still Need to Make Money

"Brother Yu, you also understand the nature of the club. It is to serve poor students. Winter is coming soon, and many people still don't have cotton clothes or pants. You can't bear it, right?"

"Stop it, are you coming here to complain about your misery? The subsidies for college students are not low, you can live a good life." Yu Shouren was so angry that he laughed. He was talking about business.

"You are out of touch with reality. It is true that college students receive subsidies, but their families are short of strong laborers. Many people have to send subsidies back home, leaving only a little money for food."

Chen Fan took a puff of his cigarette and said to Zheng Yana, "Zheng Yana, tell Brother Yu how much you send home every month and how much you keep?"

Zheng Yana did not feel embarrassed and said openly: "I am in school and I get a Class C subsidy of 15.5 yuan a month, and I send 10 yuan back home."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Most of the students in our class are in a similar situation. There are still seven or eight students who don't have cotton clothes. They go to class wrapped in quilts in winter."

Chen Fan flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "Brother Yu, I'm not trying to be pitiful. I'm really poor, otherwise I wouldn't have gone through all this trouble. If you don't believe me, just go back to school and you'll know."

Chen Fan added, "You are also from Beijing University, right? You are from the 1960s. You should pay attention to your juniors, right?"

Yu Shouren smiled bitterly and took a puff of cigarette: "You kid, you're playing the victim and playing the emotional card, is that necessary? 7 yuan per thousand words, okay?"

Chen Fan quickly shook his head: "Brother Yu, the name of Beijing University is so worthless. If you want to offer this price, I will ask the old principal to come and talk to you later."

Yu Shouren was so angry that he laughed. He said unhappily, "Go to hell, you're still trying to force me? This price is not low. When you first serialized "The Most Beautiful Youth", it was this much."

"How can they be the same? I was just a freshman at that time. This teaching aid is in the name of Beijing University. You can't sell the name of your alma mater cheaply, right?"

"I... owe you a favor. Wait a minute. I'll go ask the editor-in-chief and find the editor in charge of teaching aids." Yu Shouren put out his cigarette and walked out.

When Shouren left, Xin Yingjie came over and said, "How can you talk like this? Aren't you afraid of offending people and gaining nothing?"

"Don't worry, we are all old friends."

Chen Fan smiled and did not explain. Xin Yingjie was still young after all. Even if he would achieve great success in the future, he was still a little immature in dealing with interpersonal relationships.

Chen Fan came here to build friendships, which is mutually beneficial. If he really wanted to get serious, Yu Shouren would be worried that their friendship had faded.

Patting Xin Yingjie on the shoulder, Chen Fan turned around and said to Qi Yue and Ji Min, "There will be a lot of things to be coordinated in the future publication, so please help."

"You two are both in the literature department. If you plan to develop in the writing and publishing industry, it will be more convenient for you to establish good relationships here."

Qi Yue and Ji Min nodded.

Now they finally understood why Chen Fan asked them to come.

This is paving the way for them.

In a club, Chen Fan is truly a good friend who can do this.

Not long after, Yu Shouren came back with two editors in charge of teaching aid publishing. After introducing them, he went to find the editor-in-chief again.

"Zheng Yana, you are the editor-in-chief, so you can introduce our teaching aids to the two editors."

After the greetings, Chen Fan pushed Zheng Yana out and left her alone. He sat in the main seat and was responsible for making tea for everyone. As for the English teaching materials, Chen Fan was not good at it.

Chen Fan’s English level is only passable. It’s OK for daily communication, but when it comes to teaching aids, he’s completely at a loss.

After a long while, Yu Shouren came back and said, "We have come to an agreement. Remember, you owe me a favor. Please write me a new book."

Chen Fan rolled his eyes: "You didn't say anything, but you're asking for a favor from me. What's the price?"

"The price is just below the ceiling, the basic remuneration is 9 yuan per thousand words, and the first print run is copies. The prerequisite is that the editorial team has reviewed it and there are no problems with the book before the contract can be signed."

"Thanks, Brother Yu." Chen Fan grinned.

The price is already very high. Personal connections are one aspect, but the main reason is that it is named after Peking University, the best university in the country, which is still very attractive to high school students.

After discussing the main business, Chen Fan and Zeng Ali left first, while Zheng Yana, Xin Yingjie, Qi Yue and Ji Min stayed behind to be responsible for communication with this side.

Once they are familiar with the process, I won’t have to run back and forth when other teaching aids are published in the future.

"Master, go outside Xinjiekou."

Chen Fan called a tricycle and asked Zeng Ali to get on first, and then he went up: "Sister, after the English teaching contract is signed and the manuscript fee is received, the club will implement the rotating president system. Do you have any good candidates?"

Zeng Ali knew about the rotating president. Since the establishment of the club, she had been helping Chen Fan to find candidates.

"Xin Yingjie is definitely one, Zheng Yana is one, and there are also Zhang Chaoming, Gao Aiguo, and Li Mingyi. They are all very good. How do we decide on the candidates? Direct appointment or voting?"

"Appoint directly!" Chen Fan said without hesitation.

This is an experimental model for his own business in the future. Chen Fan will not conduct voting in his own company. He has to appoint people himself.

"You are the president, you have the final say, but the money we made this time is probably a little too little, and there is still a big gap from the first year's goal." Zeng Ali said. The first year's goal is the most difficult, and we have to screen out 100 people, which means that we have to let these 100 people earn four years' worth of money, and today's profit is not that much.

The English teaching aid has about 20 words. Calculated at 9 yuan per thousand words, the basic remuneration is 1800 yuan. The print run is 10 copies, so the remuneration is 900 yuan, totaling 2700 yuan.

20% of it was used as the club fund, and the other 20% was originally intended for all members. Later, Chen Fan and the members of the club negotiated together and decided that the management's income would also be taken from this 20%, and the rest would be distributed to all members.

The remaining 60% is divided between 5% for the teaching teachers, 7% for the editor-in-chief, and 3.8-4% depending on the specific number of members. For example, in the English senior class group, there are 12 members, and each person can get 4%.

That is 108 yuan!
If another book is published next semester and the price remains the same, it will only be 216 yuan.

"We really need to find a way to increase sales. The more copies we print, the more money we can make. I'll ask Brother Yu later if he has any promotional plans."

Chen Fan took out a cigarette and lit it up: "Let's think about it and see if there are any good promotional methods. By the way, think about whether there are other ways to make money."

"Smoke less. Didn't you say you wanted to quit?"

"When I think about something, I usually smoke a cigarette. I quickly think of ways to make money. I have to eliminate half of the people next year, otherwise there will be trouble." Chen Fan sighed.

"You figure it out slowly. I can't help you."

Zeng Ali stretched and looked at Chen Fan curiously: "Let me ask you something. Why are you so concerned about the club? There aren't many benefits for you, right?"

"Want to know?" Chen Fan frowned.

"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to say it."

"It's not inconvenient, it's just that this matter is a bit utilitarian. If I say it directly, it may affect my image." Chen Fan joked.

Zeng Ali lifted her bangs that were messed up by the wind and teased, "Don't worry, you have no image in my presence. You are talkative, slick, overbearing, and full of tricks..."

"That's really hurtful. I'm a famous handsome guy in Nanluoguxiang."

Chen Fan said a joke, and then pondered for a while: "On the 4th of this month, Beijing issued an announcement to allow self-employed individuals to engage in catering, small commodity trading and other business activities. Did you know that?"

Zeng Ali nodded and said, "It's all written in the newspaper."

"Reform and opening up means opening up and development. In the future, private registration of enterprises will definitely be allowed. They will not be self-employed individuals, but real large companies and enterprises."

"Are you planning to register your own company in the future?" Zeng Ali frowned. Isn't this idea too advanced and too far-fetched?
Now only small traders and vendors are allowed to do so.

It is basically impossible for a private enterprise to grow bigger and stronger. People still rely on bills in their lives, and there are simply not enough production materials.

"That's for the future. I still have more than three years of university. As for me, I am preparing for the future. I treat the club as a business and experiment with management models."

Zeng Ali was slightly stunned when he heard this. This person is usually not serious, but he thinks long-term. He has already started preparing for things that will happen a few years later?

But this matter is really utilitarian.

Zeng Ali couldn't help but kick Chen Fan with the tip of her shoe: "So we are all your experimental subjects? If Xin Yingjie and the others knew about this, they could hang you on the flagpole. Do you believe it?"

Chen Fan said, "Hey!" and said unhappily, "This is called mutual progress. Everyone can learn something from this model. You have made great progress, too."

Zeng Ali hummed and did not deny it.

After entering Kyoto University, the life I experienced was completely different from that in the dance troupe. Not only did my abilities improve, but my horizons also broadened a lot.

Not long after, the tricycle stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

Xu Jinqiu happened to be coming back from get out of class, and saw them getting off the tricycle: "Where are your bicycles? Didn't you ride them back?"

Chen Fan reached out and took Xu Jinqiu's bicycle: "I went to Beijing Publishing House in the afternoon and took the bus there."

Xu Jinqiu took out the key and opened the door: "Talk about publishing teaching aids? Is it going well?"

Chen Fan pushed his bicycle and followed him in: "Waiting for review, it's not a big problem, but the manuscript fee is not enough, I am worried about this."

Xu Jinqiu stopped and asked in surprise, "Beijing Publishing House, are you going to see Brother Yu? Brother Yu is counting on you to publish a new book, so he shouldn't reduce the payment, right?"

"Brother Yu gave us enough face, but there are too many people in the club."

Chen Fan put on his legs and walked into the house, explaining the situation: "On the way, I was discussing with my elder sister how to make more money and fatten up everyone."

Xu Jinqiu frowned slightly, then suddenly laughed: "When we go to Hong Kong, there will be a lot of advertisements in magazines there. We can just print the advertisements in the teaching aids and earn some advertising fees."

Zeng Ali came over and patted Xu Jinqiu: "You're so smart! Who would print advertisements on teaching aids? Not only teaching aids, but also novels and collections of essays. Who has ever done this before?"

PS: The second update is here~ Thank you for your support, do you guys still have tickets?
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