After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 471 Believers
"Dang Dang Dang."

There was a knock on the door.

He Jin, wearing an apron, went to open the door, her eyes lighting up, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Haoran stood at the door and laughed, "What's up? Not welcome?"

"Welcome!" Sister He Jin made an inviting gesture, her expression becoming quite colorful. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Zhou Haoran asked, "Didn't you prepare my meal?"

He Jin rolled her eyes at him. "What if my mom comes? Aren't you afraid?"

"Both are unmarried, what's there to be afraid of?" Zhou Haoran said dismissively. "It's not like we're having an affair."

He Jin pursed her lips and said with a half-smile, "I don't count, you do. You're cheating."

Zhou Haoran stretched and casually tossed his coat onto the sofa. "Men, it's no big deal if they cheat on their partners."

He Jin chuckled and said, "You're so confident and assertive."

"It's just sleeping with a woman," Zhou Haoran said, not taking it seriously at all. "I haven't been here for a week, have I?"

He Jin gave a soft "hmm", "It's been eight days, it came last Wednesday."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "I knew it! It's been so long since I've been here. I felt like something was missing from my life."

"Come on, don't be ridiculous!" He Jin rolled her eyes. "Go wash your hands and eat first."

The two are colleagues.

Outside of work, we don't have much interaction.

The conversation that followed naturally revolved around their workplaces.

"Director Song is back," He Jin said mysteriously. "It feels like a bloodbath is about to break out."

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "You figured that out?"

He Jin said seriously, "Really, I have a feeling something big is about to happen!"

"Your sixth sense is really accurate!"

Zhou Haoran naturally knew what was going on.

He Jin thought he was joking, and looked very serious. "To be honest, Haoran, I really feel like something big is going to happen in our company. Be careful and keep a low profile lately."

"It has nothing to do with me, right?"

Zhou Haoran hasn't been to work for the past two days.

He Jin gritted her teeth and said, "Our Director Qin has been called in for a talk by our unit's supervisory body."

"is it?"

"Yes, we've talked three times in the last two days. I'm basically called in every morning and afternoon. I can tell that Director Qin is not in a good state right now; he has no motivation to work at all."

"What does this have to do with Director Qin?"

Zhou Haoran didn't care about such a nobody.

He Jin snorted, "Have you forgotten? I told you, Director Qin... she's the station manager's lover, and she was promoted by Zhan Yushan later."

"Oh yes."

Zhou Haoran didn't take it seriously. These improper relationships between men and women were "minor details," not matters of principle. Even if they were exposed, Director Qin wouldn't lose her job.

At most, he'll receive a minor punishment and be relegated to a less important department.

He Jin was very curious about this, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Song Yongjun is quite capable, don't you think he might actually get rid of the exhibition booth manager?"

Zhou Haoran nodded. "It's basically settled."

He Jin asked, "What's settled?"

Zhou Haoran sighed and said, "Zhan Yushan, he was too clever for his own good. He played power games, thinking that by transferring Song Yongjun to the lifestyle channel, he could trap him and beat him. Little did he know, he was letting a wolf into the house."

"It's not certain yet."

He Jin felt that what he said was too absolute. Who could say anything about such matters concerning the higher-ups in a company?
Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Sister He Jin, get ready."

"What am I going to prepare?" He Jin thought she wouldn't be affected by this kind of workplace struggle. "I have a very distant relationship with Zhan Yushan and Song Yongjun. Who lives or dies won't affect me."

"Director Qin has been taken away for questioning so many times, and many things have been confirmed. Once the dust settles, she will definitely be implicated. At that time, she won't be able to continue as the personnel director."

"Ok?"

"You're the deputy director; this is your chance to advance further!"

Zhou Haoran pointed her in the right direction.

He Jin was both amused and exasperated. "How could it be my turn?"

Zhou Haoran said, "Now that Director Qin has stepped down, shouldn't you be the one to take his place?"

He Jin sighed, "It's not something you can just do on a whim; you need someone to promote you."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "I'll promote you!"

"You?" He Jin rolled her eyes at him, then smiled and said, "I'm quite satisfied with being a deputy director. I don't want to think about anything else."

Zhou Haoran said firmly, "We still need to think about it."

He Jin assumed he was young and inexperienced, so she analyzed the situation for him, saying, "Haoran, when I was promoted to deputy director, did you use your connections with Zhan Yushan?"

"Correct."

“That’s right. Since the booth manager promoted me, everyone will think that I’m one of the booth manager’s people. That’s how I’m labeled.”

"Ah."

"If Director Qin is dismissed, there's only one possibility: something has happened to the booth manager. If something has happened to the booth manager, do you think I'll still have a chance for promotion?"

He Jin's analysis was very logical and reasonable.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "It seems that's indeed the logic."

He Jin sighed softly, "If Song Yongjun were a little more ruthless, I might not even be able to stay as the deputy director."

“No, that won’t happen.” Zhou Haoran finished his meal and put down his chopsticks. “Sister He Jin, you’re overthinking it. It wasn’t Zhan Yushan who promoted you to deputy director, it was me. And it’s not Song Yongjun who will promote you to director next, it’s still me.”

"you?"

He Jin found it both funny and absurd.

Zhou Haoran said, "Just be prepared. My greatest strength is that I'm responsible and have a sense of duty. I can't just get carried away with passion and then turn my back on you once I'm done with it."

He Jin was both annoyed and amused, "You make playing around with women sound so refined and elegant."

Zhou Haoran said seriously, "I'm not joking with you."

"Really?" He Jin blinked, her heart filled with anticipation. "You can handle Director Song?" Zhou Haoran laughed, "A piece of cake! He has to listen to me!"

"Aren't you two having a tiff?"

He Jin's information is still based on the period when Song Yongjun created friction against "Everyone's Art".

“That’s all in the past!” Zhou Haoran stood up, turned his back and waved his hand. “I’m going to take a shower first. Hurry up… or you can stop packing now and pack after I leave.”

"Row."

He Jin decided not to clear the table yet, but put down her chopsticks and took off her apron.

I went to the bedroom to get a bath towel and went to the bathroom with him.

It's almost nine o'clock at night.

Zhou Haoran dressed neatly before leaving Sister He Jin's house.

"Oh yes!"

Zhou Haoran touched his pocket and remembered something.

Wearing a coat in winter has one advantage: the pockets are deep and large, so you can hold a lot of things.

For example, cash.

I used to have to carry a leather bag to hold my phone and tens of thousands of dollars, but now my pocket is enough.

"this is for you!"

Zhou Haoran took out a wad of cash from his inner pocket and handed it over.

He Jin blushed slightly, but still accepted it, saying with a half-smile, "Should I kneel down to receive it?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Next time."

He Jin bit her lip lightly and said charmingly, "You are so generous, giving me money and promoting me. I am so lucky."

"We can't just play for free, can we?"

"If you're like this all the time, won't all those vixens in our workplace be scrambling to get into your bed?"

"Then I'll have to rely on you to promote it for me."

Zhou Haoran stood at the door, joking with her.

He Jin chuckled, "How can this kind of thing be publicized? If everyone knows about it, then I'll be just like Director Qin, whose backer has fallen, and she's finished too."

"I'm not part of the system, so what am I supposed to do?" Zhou Haoran waved his hand. "Alright, you've had a hard day. Get some rest, you must be exhausted. I'll come back next week."

"um. Thank you."

He Jin held ten thousand yuan in her hand, feeling a warm glow in her heart.

No one has trouble with money.

It was incredibly tiring.

That brat has so many tricks up his sleeve, especially those humiliating ones. I really don't know who he learned them from; they've never been shown like that in Hong Kong movies.

Had a night's rest.

I went to work the next day.

Then, I heard some scary news.

Deputy Director Zhan Yushan was taken away for questioning by the higher authorities.

He Jin's heart skipped a beat: "They've really come!"

I went to the office to see Director Qin.

I noticed that she was absent-minded and was even skipping the morning meetings.

……

Bill Gates is coming to the harbor on the evening of the 21st.

Zhou Haoran then began making arrangements.

Haoran Mansion - Red Mansion Teahouse will open on the 21st!
That evening, a cocktail party was held in the teahouse.

The Red Mansion Teahouse will adopt a membership system and be developed into a high-end business club. The number of guests will be limited. Money alone won't suffice; they must all be prominent figures in the business world.

Zhou Haoran doesn't know many people.

But "Master Da" knew many people, and many of them corresponded with him for more than a year.

Especially those businessmen who were inspired by Mr. Da's letters and went into business and achieved great success, like Zhang Yongxiang of Nanji Ren... These are all followers of "Mr. Da".

Naturally, it must be included!
That day, Zhou Haoran went to the teahouse to discuss the matter with Qiao Nuo.

Compile a list of invitees.

Qiao Nuo seemed to remember something and said softly, "Master, the one-year letter subscription has expired. We've already started the renewal process."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Great! Your little stash of money has increased by several million again!"

Qiao Nuo frowned slightly. "Many people aren't renewing their subscriptions."

What is the churn rate?

"40%."

"good."

Zhou Haoran nodded. He hadn't held out much hope anyway; this letter-writing business model would only last three to five years at most. Once the market became more open, many consultants who had studied abroad returned to China, and many foreign books were translated and published domestically, the "letter" business would come to an end.

Qiao Nuo whispered, "I've asked around, and many people... it's not because our letter is bad, but because many of them are uncultured and have difficulty reading."

"It really is!"

Zhou Haoran couldn't help but laugh.

Things are different now than they will be in twenty or thirty years.

Twenty or thirty years later, higher education is widespread. Without a university degree, you can't even start a business; nobody will pay attention to you, they simply don't believe in you. The 1990s were different; university graduates were extremely rare.

The vast majority of entrepreneurs are not well-educated and come from humble backgrounds.

It is indeed difficult to get these bumpkins to persist in reading highly professional letters written by a "great teacher".

“I think we should choose from those who renewed their subscriptions…whoever has written more and given more feedback in the past year should be invited.” Little Qiao Nuo has really matured. “Master, I think this time the invitations should not be issued based on wealth, but rather to those who truly believe in you and support you. Only in this way can your status as ‘Great Master’ be upheld.”

"Makes sense!"

(End of this chapter)