Mixed in 1980

Chapter 128 Old Gu Goes to Sea
"Director Tao, not all advertisements need to be clear. Many soft advertisements are actually easier to enter people's hearts."

Faced with Tao Manjiang's questioning, Zeng Ali was not at all nervous. Before coming to Shanghai, Chen Fan had already discussed the conversation with her and had prepared a response strategy.

"Compared to newspapers and magazines, which are read once and then skipped, teaching aids are always in students' hands. They are taken out every day, and the Hero pen is always in their hands."

"Over time, Hero pens will enter their hearts. As the best pen brand, Director Tao wouldn't be so unconfident about his product, right?"

Tao Manjiang was stunned. This girl was not only pretty, but also had a sharp tongue.

There is some truth in what you said.

Seeing that he did not refute, Zeng Ali continued to introduce the pictures. These words were prepared by Chen Fan in advance, focusing on the design of the pictures.

How to use visual principles to make users focus on the pen and the message in the book, so that the brand can be more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

After hearing this, Tao Manjiang was also persuaded: "Assistant Zeng, it's a pity for you to be an assistant with your eloquence. You can come to our factory and be the sales section chief."

"Senior, don't try to poach someone in front of me. Assistant Zeng's admission to the school was applied for by the old man, and she is still responsible for all the affairs of the club."

Chen Fan took out a cigarette and refilled it for Tao Manjiang: "What do you think of Assistant Zeng's plan?"

Tao Manjiang took a puff of cigarette and said, "The advertising plan is still feasible, but the details can only be determined after a meeting at the factory. Let me tell you your psychological price first."

"Assistant Zeng, can you tell me what you think?"

Chen Fan was responsible for building relationships, while Zeng Ali was responsible for negotiations. If Zeng Ali could not reach an agreement, he could still pull her back. But if he offered the highest price, he could not turn back.

Zeng Ali said, "Director Tao, teaching aids advertising lasts longer and has better effects than general advertising. 10 yuan per 800 copies is more appropriate."

The lion opened his mouth wide?

Tao Manjiang coughed lightly and said, "This price is unreasonable. Your club wants to publish 18 teaching supplements. According to this price, it will cost 14400 yuan, which is much more expensive than the price of advertising in magazines and newspapers."

"Director Tao, but we printed a large number of copies. There are 18 teaching supplements, 10 copies each, which adds up to 180 million copies."

"That's still expensive. Every issue of People's Literature is printed in over a million copies. We don't spend that much money on direct advertising."

……

One was asking for a sky-high price, the other was willing to pay a low price. The two started arguing about the price. Chen Fan just watched from the side and did not participate. He only interrupted when the negotiation was about to break down.

The final price was 10 yuan for every 300 copies of advertising. In this day and age, this price is not low for soft advertising.

"I will bring it up at the morning meeting tomorrow, and you can come back the day after tomorrow morning."

Tao Manjiang looked at his watch and saw that it was already past four o'clock, so he took the two of them to the cafeteria and asked the cafeteria's small kitchen to prepare a few local dishes and send them to the private room.

The small kitchen in the canteen is specially used to entertain business units. Ordinary workers cannot enjoy this treatment. Many factories have clear regulations that any business dealings are not allowed to eat outside.

Therefore, small stoves were popular for a while in those years. Sha Zhu in the later TV series “Qin Man Sihe Yuan” was a small stove cook in a state-owned factory.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Tao Manjiang enthusiastically sent the two of them to the gate, then turned back to the office to think about how to bring up the advertising issue at tomorrow's morning meeting.

The teacher called us personally, so we have to give him face. Besides, this advertising plan is also very interesting and may have a positive effect on the brand.

"Sister, you did a great job today."

On the way back, Chen Fan looked Zeng Ali up and down: "You have begun to radiate the aura of a strong woman. After training for a while, you should be able to have the demeanor of a leader."

Zeng Ali rolled his eyes at him and said, "Stop trying to fool me. No matter how nice your words sound, they can't cover up your true nature. You just want me to be your slave."

Chen Fan was annoyed. This girl was really smart. "Big sister, look at what you said. How can you be like a beast of burden? The society will have to rely on you in the future."

Zeng Ali Haha, don’t they mean the same thing?
After returning to the guesthouse, Zeng Ali took a shower and went to bed early. After a whole day of flying and negotiations, he was already exhausted.

The next morning, I had to go out again.

Chen Fan called a turtle car: "Master, go to Lane 800, Zunyi Road."

Zeng Ali got in the car and was a little curious: "Chen Fan, what does this Lane mean? Lane 800, what a strange name."

Chen Fan put his things away and explained, "Nong means alley. It's also called lilong in Shanghai. It's a kind of residential area, but it's also a public passage, usually connected to the road."

Zeng Ali frowned slightly: "Isn't that similar to the alleys in our capital?"

"The difference is quite big. The living habits in the two places are different. You can feel it for yourself later." Chen Fan couldn't explain it clearly.

The turtle car arrived quickly.

After getting off the bus, Zeng Ali looked around carefully. It was different from the alleys in Beijing. Most of the buildings here were three or four stories high, and some were five or six stories high.

Looking up, Zeng Ali frowned slightly. The windows here seemed quite small. If there was one window for each household, the living environment would not be very good.

The same is true.

Entering the apartment building, there is a narrow wooden staircase, about one meter wide, which seems a little dim even in broad daylight.

Arriving on the third floor, Chen Fan knocked on the door. A woman in her thirties opened the door. When she saw him, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face: "Xiao Fan, why are you here?"

When Chen Fan came in, he saw the girl outside again: "Is this Ali? Xiaoyu showed me your photos. You are really handsome, much better looking than in the photos."

"Aunt, you have very good eyesight. I was worried that you might mistake her for Qiu'er."

"Go away, your aunt is only in her thirties, not old enough to have blurry eyes." Luo Meijuan patted her eldest nephew and invited them to come into the house and sit down.

The house is very simple. There is a kitchen on one side of the entrance and a bathroom on the other. Inside is a large single room with a bed, a dining table, and some cabinets. There is also a TV on the cabinet.

Zeng Ali looked at the house curiously.

Chen Fan explained: "Many houses in Shanghai are like this. There is no separate living room and the privacy is poor, so we rarely invite guests to our homes."

Many people in later generations said that people in Shanghai were cold and inhospitable. They traveled thousands of miles to visit their relatives, but in the end they didn't even go into the house. They just ate outside and stayed in guesthouses.

But the houses here are like this, with very little privacy, and unless you are a very close relative, you generally won’t be invited to your home as a guest.

Gradually, it became a habit in later generations.

"Xiao Fan is right. If it weren't for the job here, I wouldn't really want this house. It's not as comfortable as living in a compound."

Luo Meijuan brought out the tea set and asked while making tea, "Why did you suddenly come to the Magic City? Qiu'er didn't come with you?"

Chen Fan roughly explained the reason: "Qiu'er is still in class. When I am free during the winter vacation, I will bring Qiu'er to see you."

"That's settled. Let your grandparents see it, too. They're looking forward to it."

Luo Meijuan made the tea and stood up again: "You guys sit down for a while, I'll go call your grandparents over, they happen to be at home today."

My grandparents live in the house opposite.

It's the same apartment layout, but the old couple built a mezzanine on their side, making it two rooms. The old couple lives in one room, and Guan Xiaoyu and her younger brother Guan Xiaopeng live in the other.

As soon as the old couple came over, they started to ask Chen Fan about his well-being. When it was almost noon, the grandmother even went into the kitchen herself, saying that she hadn't cooked for her grandson for a long time.

At night, the house was even more lively, especially Guan Xiaoyu, who was like a koala when she came back from school. Before leaving, she kept reminding: "Remember to pick me up during the winter vacation."

Chen Fan and his companion did not stay in Shanghai for long. On the third morning, they went to the pen factory to sign the contract. In the afternoon, they went to the Bund for a stroll. On the fourth day, they hurried back to Beijing.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Jinqiu came back from school. Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, she couldn't help but show joy on her face. She quickly pushed the door open and went in: "Chen Fan, big sister, you are back?"

Chen Fan came out of the house and saw his wife. He hugged her and kissed her: "Wife, did you miss me?"

Xu Jinqiu nodded and took the initiative to kiss Chen Fan on the lips. Zeng Ali came out and saw this scene: "I shouldn't have come out!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room.

These two are really affectionate, they show their affection regardless of the occasion and always act as if they don't exist.

It must be said that the couple has a really good relationship.

It's just that Xu Jinqiu's brain is a little abnormal. I don't know what this girl is thinking? She stays in her room every night, maybe she is planning something bad.

Xu Jinqiu blushed, pulled Chen Fan back into the house, and said to him tenderly, "Student Chen Fan, you've been out for four days, alone with a man and a woman, and didn't you create any sparks?"

Chen Fan was speechless: "Xu Jinqiu, can you think normally? After all, you are a woman of the new era and a college student."

"You're acting like a big animal yourself, can you blame me? Well, it looks like there's no hope."

Xu Jinqiu sighed helplessly and took out two envelopes from the drawer: "One is a telegram from Sister Ying, which just arrived yesterday, and the other is written by Gu Haiyang."

Chen Fan and Gu Haiyang have never stopped communicating. After school started, they wrote more than a dozen letters to each other. After a period of time, they really became "pen pals".

In the letter, the two exchanged more views on reform and opening up. From the text, it can be seen that Gu Haiyang's idea of ​​going into business is becoming more and more obvious.

Chen Fan opened the letter and took out the stationery.

After reading a few lines, Chen Fan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. The letter said that Lao Gu's wife rented a stall and earned several times more than his salary in a month.

It seems that Lao Gu can't hold it in any longer.

In the letter, Lao Gu also mentioned that there are many opportunities in Guangzhou, and he has also found opportunities here, but unfortunately the start-up capital required is too much, so he can only watch them miss out.

"Brother Gu wants to go into business? He is not a senior engineer, but his salary is higher than that of many factory directors. What is he thinking?" Xu Jinqiu watched from the side, a little surprised.

"You can earn a lot by going into the sea. Sometimes the profit from one deal is enough to spend a lifetime." Chen Fan frowned slightly.

In his previous life, Lao Gu didn’t start his business so early, probably because he didn’t have the start-up capital.

Should I follow suit? If I do this, will it cause Lao Gu to deviate from the trajectory of his previous life? He will be a real estate tycoon with a net worth of billions in the future.

PS: I have a fever and my mind is a mess. I will adjust myself and hope to be back to normal tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)