After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 215 I'll Start with You
Zhou Haoran comes from the Internet industry.

But it has not started yet in China.

How to do?
Then the only option is to find an "Internet-like" tool, which is to write letters.

I don’t know if it will work.

We have to do experiments.

The writing, sending, receiving and feedback on the content of letters over the past period of time have made Zhou Haoran convinced of the feasibility of the "Internet-like" model he created!
It can not only be used to promote TV commercials, but also do something more important!

Even Qiao Nuo noticed it.

The next day at work, while sorting through the 2192 customer data he had brought back from the Economic and Trade Development Zone, Qiao Nuo said with emotion, "Master, what are we still doing in sales?"

"Ah?" Zhou Haoran was a little amused. "Why do you say that?"

Qiao Nuo looked up from his notebook and said excitedly, "Sales means earning a 15% commission. If we manage these 2000+ customers well, even if only half of them subscribe to our newsletter, we'll still make a fortune!"

Zhou Haoran said, "Don't always be obsessed with money."

Qiao Nuo said quietly, "The purpose of work is to make money."

"It's to make money, but making money is the result, not the motivation." Zhou Haoran pointed to a large file on his desk. "Where did you get this customer information?"

Qiao Nuo said crisply, "Cooperate with the People's Livelihood Investigation."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "That's right. How can we cooperate with 'People's Livelihood Investigation'? It's because our TV commercials sell well! With sales results and a prestigious reputation, we can mobilize more TV station resources."

Qiao Nuo's eyes lit up, and he found a new angle to think about it. "So that's how it is!"

"From the first day I started working in sales, I never thought of making money from sales commissions. Salaries, commissions, bonuses, subsidies, shopping cards, rice, flour, and oil are nothing more than the landlords giving factory workers a way to survive. If you want to make a fortune from these, forget it!"

Zhou Haoran came to the TV station happily to work as a salesperson.

Others thought that sales people were discriminated against, but he didn't care. He was even willing to work for free as a member of the "five black categories".

What he needs is not salary and commission.

But opportunity.

During the sales process, he made friends with Director Meng, met Director Zhan, and started working with Yan Hong from "People's Livelihood Investigation".

He also hooked up with Lin, the editor-in-chief of "Family Affairs"... Uh, forget about that.

The letter-writing strategy was also the inspiration he got during the sales process in his attempt to seek a breakthrough from "technique" to "Tao".

"If you work just to make money, you might as well just sit back and relax. There's no need to work so hard. The meaning of work is to achieve the accumulation and growth of your own pursuits."

Zhou Haoran's argument was too profound, and I don't know if Qiao Nuo could understand it.

However, she did realize the power of television.

"Yeah, we really should work hard and produce good results, so we can mobilize more resources from the unit." Qiao Nuo was surprised after witnessing it with his own eyes. "How high-ranking must the leaders of the development zone be? They welcomed us like we were the leaders. Investigative journalists have such high social status!"

Zhou Haoran said, "It's not that journalists have high status, it's that the media has great influence. Positive reports can lead to promotions; negative reports can lead to immediate dismissal. Power only serves the source of power, and the media has become part of their source of power."

Qiao Nuo blinked his eyes, said "Oh", and then sighed softly, "Master, now we are in trouble."

"Ok?"

"There are more than 2000 customers. After screening, there should be 1000, right? It's so stressful for just the two of us to write addresses and put stamps on them."

"It really is."

Zhou Haoran nodded.

Qiao Nuo muttered, "These are new customers. We can just start with the first letter. They're all ready-made. But putting stamps back and forth is too much. As we get more and more customers, the workload will be too big."

"Grab the computer and let's go!"

Zhou Haoran has too few disciples now, so he has to seek external help.

Get on the bus and head straight to Pudong.

Today's Pudong is the most developed place in the country, and is known as "Shenzhen in the 1980s and Pudong in the 1990s."

There is noise and smoke everywhere.

There are construction sites everywhere.

When Jiang Xiong was looking for a new office site, the first criterion was that it had to be quiet.

After all, Zhongbo Bookstore is engaged in cultural work.

Qiao Nuo was carrying a computer bag.

A bit heavy.

She held it in her arms, struggling.

After going upstairs, I found that it was a small company.

There are only about twenty employees.

Following his master to the finance office, Qiao Nuo was met with a charming and graceful beauty. His heart was moved.

"Aunt Wan." Zhou Haoran asked Qiao Nuo to sit down casually. "How many people are there in the finance office?"

Sheng Wenwan said: "Five, I asked my sister-in-law to come over, she can do some cashiering."

Zhou Haoran said decisively: "Recruit five more!"

"We don't need that many. The company is short of staff now."

Sheng Wenwan felt that it was unnecessary because with Qiao Nuo, an outsider, present, she couldn't do anything too intimate.

Zhou Haoran said: "Recruit five more young girls, I want them."

"what?"

Sheng Wenwan was slightly stunned.

Qiao Nuo chuckled and said quickly, "It's not that my master wants a girl, it's that we have something to do and need help from someone who is attentive and good at writing, editing, and filing."

Sheng Wenwan smiled sweetly, "Administrative staff."

Zhou Haoran said seriously, "It's not an administrative staff member. Zhongbo Bookstore will be experiencing great development in the future, especially the printing factory, which will undergo strategic reforms. When the order volume increases, a lot of financial follow-up will be needed. You should recruit people first. I can also help with some small things here, such as affixing stamps or something."

"Printing factory..." Sheng Wenwan's face changed slightly, and she remembered something, "Oh, Mr. Li is rushing over, very anxious."

"Li Changxing?"

"Ah."

"what's up?"

"It seems like there's some trouble with the order." Sheng Wenwan's delicate brows knitted slightly. "Boss Jiang just came over and said it seems to be quite serious. He said he'll be here for a meeting soon."

"Isn't it the 120 million literary book order?"

Zhou Haoran just heard the good news about Li Changxing a few days ago.

Sheng Wenwan nodded slightly, "It seems to be the order from that writers' association."

"Come on, let's go there."

Zhou Haoran called Qiao Nuo as well. This was a company secret, but she was not an outsider.

Jiang Xiong was making an anxious phone call.

The office was filled with smoke.

He looked very unhappy.

"Old Jiang, what's going on?"

"Hey!"

"Is there a problem with the order?"

Zhou Haoran thought to himself that Li Changxing’s level was quite poor!

Jiang Xiong complained, "I see the printing factory hasn't received any orders yet, and the workers are idle all day. We can't just sit there and eat up all the money. It just so happens that I have some connections in the cultural circle of Haigang."

This is the significance of the three-party merger to form a group company.

Effective resource integration can be carried out.

Zhou Haoran asked, "Old Li said he received an order to print a series of books for the Mao Dun Literature Prize, with a total value of 120 million."

Jiang Xiong nodded. "Yes, that's the order I secured for him. It's a cultural project for a unit affiliated with the Harbor Writers Association. They're reprinting all 18 Mao Dun Literature Prize-winning works, and they want to print 1 copies."

"A set of 18 books, and they're printing 1 copies?" Zhou Haoran couldn't help but laugh. "The Writers Association is so rich, the order price given to the printing factory is 120 million. The total project budget must be 300 million, right?"

"This matter is quite complicated." Jiang Xiong didn't want to talk about the dirty things in the Writers Association. "The current situation is that this order may be lost."

Zhou Haoran frowned, "No more?"

Jiang Xiong said, "Well, it might have been robbed. Li Changxing is on his way here. A new printing factory has opened recently with advanced equipment, and it's taking a lot of printing orders from the market."

"Hmm?" Zhou Haoran vaguely remembered, "Old Li said before that he had received an order for a martial arts novel, but it was snatched away because the competitor had more advanced equipment. Could it be this printing factory?"

Jiang Xiong sighed, "Yes, that's it. The newly established Sancai Printing Business Company, equipped with a full set of Japanese imported equipment, is really popular!"

Zhou Haoran laughed angrily, "Two orders in a row, and they snatched them both?"

"It may be more complicated than this."

Jiang Xiong shook his head.

Zhou Haoran glanced at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xiong said in a deep voice, "It's possible that our printing factory wasn't the only one robbed. The other two printing factories I've worked with have also suffered similar incidents. The current situation is very serious."

"Is that so..." Zhou Haoran narrowed his eyes. He didn't think it was that difficult. Perhaps it could be an opportunity for him to make a comprehensive strategic adjustment for the printing factory. "Then let's start with this tri-color printing!"

(End of this chapter)