After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 213 In the Field of Hope

Take two days off on the weekend.

Take Qiao Suiqing back to the county.

It is much more convenient to have a car.

But the car is too luxurious, so it has to be parked outside so that no one can see it.

After returning, look for Dongfang Lang first.

The work of editing the book is nearing completion.

It's more complicated than you think.

At the request of the publishing editor of Zhongbo Bookstore, three editions have been revised consecutively.

I also asked about the situation in the alley.

Dongfang Lang said happily: "The effect is obvious. No one talks nonsense anymore. The fat aunt goes door to door and tells everyone that neighbors should get along well with each other. Otherwise, if they don't get red envelopes during the Spring Festival, they can't blame others."

"So, you have to see through human nature." Zhou Haoran has seen this happen too many times. "Some bosses offer their employees the highest wages in the industry and are called black-hearted capitalists; some bosses offer the lowest wages in the industry and are still called conscientious entrepreneurs."

Dongfang Langdao: "Hope is more important than profit."

"what?"

Zhou Haoran was a little surprised.

Dongfang Lang had been thinking recently, "If we give each family 10,000 yuan, just this once, and there's no follow-up, then they'll still spread rumors, and maybe even intensify their abuse."

Zhou Haoran was very happy, "You're right."

Many people have become wealthy, but they may not understand this truth.

Some big bosses, after becoming successful, go to their hometown to benefit themselves, build roads and villas, spending hundreds of millions of dollars, but are scolded by their fellow villagers.

Some big bosses occasionally go back, pick out some elderly people, and give them a red envelope of 10,000 yuan. It doesn't cost hundreds of thousands of yuan in total, but it can make people in the surrounding villages grateful.

Because the latter is continuous,

After receiving the money this time, there may be more next year.

There is a hope.

This is hope.

While the former spends more lavishly, more sincerely, and more motivated, they ignore human nature, offering all the benefits at once and raising expectations to the utmost. If higher desires cannot be met, then there will only be regret, disappointment, and ultimately anger.

Dongfang Lang said slowly, "It's the same with business. Whether it's selling books or editing them, we don't actually have to pay too much, and they don't think about making money. The motivation isn't money, but hope. The hope is to grow through this activity."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Human nature is the same, whether you're well-educated or a commoner. In countless battles where the minority triumphs over the majority, the outcome isn't a complete massacre, but rather one side's self-destruction after their hopes are dashed."

"Zhongbo Bookstore as well, right?"

"Ok?"

"You integrated the two companies without paying anything." Dongfang Lang really saw through the matter, "Because they both saw hope in you."

Zhou Haoran nodded. "School is about to start. University is a field of hope. Practice is more important than learning. Find more college students to work with you. Money alone won't build cohesion."

Dongfang Lang laughed, "It's just a big promise."

Zhou Haoran said seriously: "This is called ideal!"

……

Sheng Wenwan has reached a new stage in her life.

She is full of hope for the future.

I don't want to work at school anymore.

I simply packed up some things and moved from Songjiang to Pudong, starting a new stage in my life.

But, we can’t always stay in a hotel, right?
On Sunday, after being intimate in the hotel, Sheng Wenwan snuggled in his arms and said tenderly, "Haoran, why don't I buy a house near the company?"

"Buy a house?" Zhou Haoran couldn't help laughing. "Do you have money?"

Sheng Wenwan said: "I have more than 4 yuan in savings."

"That's not enough, is it?" Zhou Haoran said jokingly, "A house should cost at least a hundred thousand, right?"

The housing prices in Pudong are much cheaper than those near the TV station.

But it costs more than 2,000 yuan per square meter.

Sheng Wenwan said angrily: "I don't rely on myself."

"Then who will you rely on?"

"Auntie has a man now."

"Who?"

Zhou Haoran teased her.

Sheng Wenwan glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, charming and amorous, "That little guy who was playing tricks on me just now!"

Zhou Haoran pondered and said, "The current housing prices are a bit high."

Commercial housing has not yet been launched nationwide, but in Haigang, commercial housing has been privately developed for more than ten years despite violating policy red lines, with housing prices rising steadily and the popularity increasing.

The foam is severe.

Now is not a good time to buy a house.

When the Asian financial crisis hits next year, housing prices in Haigang will suffer a major blow. Those whose businesses have gone bankrupt, whose cash flow has been cut off, and whose mortgage payments are in jeopardy will be forced to sell their properties at a loss, leaving a large number of existing homes on the market.

That's when it's most cost-effective to buy a house.

"Ah? How about renting a house first?"

Sheng Wenwan hopes to settle down stably.

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Since you want to buy a house, then buy it. Otherwise, you won't be able to use up the 100 million yuan in the account. Buying a house can be used for depreciation, and it can also help the company save taxes."

"Do you really want to buy it?"

Sheng Wenwan sat up excitedly, shaking so much that it made people dizzy, and her fair skin seemed to be stained with a layer of red glow.

"Buy it, it's not a big deal." Zhou Haoran couldn't treat her unfairly. "How about this, Aunt Wan, you go look at the house and we'll buy two."

"Two sets?"

Sheng Wenwan was a little surprised.

Zhou Haoran arranged: "Buy a second-hand house that's ready for move-in, so you can live there temporarily. Then buy a larger new house with a better floor and location, and then slowly design and decorate it."

If you can't be her bride, at least you have to buy her a new house.

After all, it was an era of monogamy.

However, I don't have time to accompany her to look at houses anymore. Let her go with the staff in the finance department.

Zhou Haoran became busy.

On Monday, he took his female apprentice Qiao Nuo and went straight to the Bund and went to the Red House Teahouse.

Mr. Liu Zhengyue is dressed very formally today.

A dark blue robe in the style of the Republic of China.

He wore a badge on his chest and held a fan in his hand.

Standing at the door, looking into the distance.

Hope flows in the turbid eyes.

He has been very encouraged during this period of time!
I thought the Red Mansion Teahouse had reached a historical dead end and disappeared into the dust of history.

The times have changed.

Huangpu Beach, which once dominated the Far East, has basically erased all traces of the Republic of China. Even the former place of entertainment, such as the Gong Stage, has now become a grand venue where celebrities gather.

How many people still know about the Red Mansion Teahouse?
The gentlemen dispersed.

It seems that all the past history will be demolished with the large-scale demolition of the Bund.

Unexpectedly, a turning point came!

Here comes Mr. Zhou!
No one knew what method he used, but the Red House Teahouse became bustling and became a place frequented by postmen. Every letter ignited the fire of hope in Mr. Liu Zhengyue.

The addresses on these letters are all companies and bosses!

This is the smell of business!
The letters kept coming.

There are already hundreds of them.

The Honglou Teahouse, which has been silent for decades, seems to have suddenly become more commercial in recent times.

All of this originated from Zhou Haoran!

When he drove over in a luxury car, old man Liu Zhengyue had no time to be frightened and quickly walked up to him.

"Old man!"

Zhou Haoran bowed.

Liu Zhengyue clasped his fists and bowed to him from a distance, "Mr. Zhou."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

Zhou Haoran quickly pulled Qiao Nuo away.

Qiao Nuo felt dizzy.

I don't know what's going on, it feels weird.

The old man was wearing a dark blue robe, and if you didn't know him, you would think he was a crosstalk performer.

Liu Zhengyue said with emotion: "Mr. Zhou, you have brought hope to the Red Mansion."

"Where, where."

Zhou Haoran was polite to him and sighed secretly.

There's no way to hide now.

In the future, we will have to rely on writing letters to deal with private entrepreneurs in Haigang. If we don’t rely on the history of the Red House Teahouse, there is really no better and more reputable platform to rely on.

Zhou Haoran said ashamedly: "Old man, in order to facilitate communication through letters, I call myself 'Mr.'"

"Of course, of course!" Liu Zhengyue said without hesitation, "Mr. Zhou, from now on, you are the 'big master' of our teahouse! You bring hope, and I believe the other old gentlemen will have no objections."

Zhou Haoran followed him into the teahouse and asked, "Sir, don't you want to pass the imperial examination?"

Liu Zhengyue laughed and said, "That was in the past. The imperial examinations are gone, so how can there still be Jinshi? Whoever has the greatest credibility and the greatest commercial influence is the great master."

"This great gentleman..."

Zhou Haoran hesitated to speak.

Liu Zhengyue could see what he meant and said frankly, "In the Red Mansion Teahouse, the master has the final say. I'm old, and it's time for this place to be demolished. From now on, the Red Mansion's signboard will belong to you."

"Yes." Zhou Haoran did not refuse. "Then I will find a good place, move the teahouse there, and reopen it with great fanfare."

"Good! Good!"

Liu Zhengyue's long beard was trembling, he was very excited.

Zhou Haoran wasn't here to talk about feelings. "Grandpa, you'll have to work hard for the next period of time. In the next few months, many friends may come to visit."

With the three free lead-in letters completed, the next step is paid content.

If business owners want to subscribe, they have to pay.

You can mail it, remit it, or pay it in person at the Red House Teahouse according to the address.

This means that the teahouse needs to get ready.

Liu Zhengyue was naturally very happy. "That's great! The teahouse hasn't been this busy in years. What's more, all the people who come here are businessmen."

Zhou Haoran said, "We're likely to have quite a few guests coming. It would be too complicated to explain the history of the Red Mansion Teahouse, its development, and its significant impact on the Jiangnan economy over the past two hundred years. I'm thinking of making a screen, placing it here, and writing down the key points on it."

"Yes, it's upstairs."

“Post some more photos.”

"photo?"

Liu Zhengyue was slightly stunned.

"Yes, take out some old photos of celebrities and post them. It will make people more trustworthy."

Zhou Haoran clearly remembered that when he took the jade token from Grandpa Zhang's house in the alley, he had a wooden box.

There are many black and white photos in the box. Those photos are extraordinary, and many of them are collaborations with celebrities from Huangpu Beach.

Mr. Liu Zhengyue had previously said that he had worked with many famous actresses from Huangpu Beach at that time, and had taken photos with Hu Die, Ruan Lingyu, Meng Xiaodong and others.

These photos are all evidence.

This proves that decades ago, Honglou Teahouse did have a certain social status in the business community of Huangpu Beach.

Inherited to this day.

Sighing for the passing years.

Now, it’s Mr. Zhou’s turn to make the decision!

(End of this chapter)