The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 136: I made this plate of dumplings especially for this dish of vinegar.

After finishing the phone call, Xu Hongdou returned to her dormitory from the balcony.

Zhu Suosuo was also there, and she and Chen Nanxing were counting how many sets of "Werewolf" cards had been sold during today's recruitment.

For each set of Werewolf cards sold, the seller earns a commission of 1 yuan.

"The most popular one was the lock; a total of 172 sets were sold."

"Secondly, Zixi sold 98 sets."

"Then it was Xia Qing, who sold 88 sets."

"I sold 80 sets, and the remaining 62 sets were sold by Hongdou."

"Congratulations to Suo Suo for becoming today's top seller."

Chen Nanxing led the applause.

Zhu Suosuo waved her hand modestly, indicating that all of this was thanks to everyone's support.

Today's sales figures could have been even higher, but Cheng Feng bought 500 sets in one go, causing the cards to sell out before the recruitment event was even halfway through.

Of course, Cheng Feng also received a commission on the 500 sets he bought.

After the statistics were tallied, Chen Nanxing suggested using the 500 yuan as funds for a meal for the five of them.

Everyone agreed.

Originally, when the recruitment was planned, Xia Qing, Yang Zixi, and Zhu Suosuo did not intend to participate.

Later, Xia Qing and Zhu Suosuo decided to volunteer because they got tickets to the welcome party through Xu Hongdou's help.

Yang Zixi happened to be staying home today, so she came along to help.

The first day of recruitment went fairly well.

The Tourism Management class has classes all day tomorrow, so the recruitment activities will be handled by Guan Wen and Xie Meilan, and Ruan Wan and Zheng Wei have also decided to come and help.

Chen Nanxing discussed with Xu Hongdou the idea of ​​adding two more vice presidents, one for Guan Wen and one for Ruan Wan, so that the workload could be shared.

Xu Hongdou strongly agreed, even saying that Chen Nanxing should have done this a long time ago.

Especially after today's promotion by Old Boys video, the number of people signing up tomorrow will definitely surge.

They were on the first day of recruitment, which was a huge advantage for them.

Chen Nanxing nodded.

"Okay, I'll have Guan Wen and the others find a few more helpers tomorrow."

Zhu Suosuo also chimed in, reminding everyone to prepare several more sets of Werewolf cards.

Many people didn't manage to buy cards today, and Zhu Suosuo told them to come back tomorrow.

"Okay, I'll have them take the remaining two thousand sets tomorrow."

Yang Muye only had the manufacturer send 3000 sets, which were used for recruiting new members for the Werewolf game club.

Once they're sold out, they're gone.

What's truly outrageous are the online store's sales figures.

Xia Qing just glanced at the data on the Taobao store. It was only launched at noon, and nearly half a million sets have already been sold.

If this momentum continues, the final sales volume may well reach the ten million mark.

This year, only 1050 million people took the college entrance examination, which is already a record high.

The power of influencer marketing is beginning to emerge.

Although Yang Muyi's advertising slogan "9.9 yuan, let's make friends" gives people the illusion that he doesn't make money or even loses money, Xia Qing actually estimates that a set of "Werewolf" cards will have a net profit of at least 5 yuan after deducting various costs.

This marketing tactic—

The first image that came to Xia Qing's mind was Stephen Chow shaking his head in admiration in the elevator.

Just one word.

Absolutely!
That's right, this is the "side effect" of watching too many Old Boys videos.

A taxi stopped in front of Fairfield by Marriott Hotel.

Just as Zhang Guangzheng walked over and was about to open the door, the passengers on the bus had already opened the door and gotten off themselves.

It's Wang Niulang.

Zhang Guangzheng was stunned on the spot.

"Master, it's you!"

Wang Niulang gave Zhang Guangzheng a wink, indicating that there were still people in the car.

Zhang Guangzheng snapped out of his daze and immediately jogged around to the other side of the car to open the door for Yang Muye.

As soon as Yang Muyi got out of the car, Zhang Guangzheng bowed to him.

"Mr. Yang, thank you so much for standing up for us today."

Yang Muye glanced at Zhang Guangzheng, whose face was full of gratitude, and said calmly, "Actually, my main purpose today is not to help you."

Zhang Guangzheng's enthusiasm remained undiminished: "I know, but I am still very grateful to Mr. Yang for speaking up for justice. Otherwise, regardless of right or wrong, the blame would fall on my master and me today."

Yang Muye smiled and said nothing more.

Zhang Guangzheng was determined to thank me, so refusing again would be rather unreasonable.

Zhang Guangzheng and Wang Niulang watched Yang Muye enter the hotel together. Only then did Zhang Guangzheng ask Wang Niulang where he had gone and why he was so late in returning.

"Thanks to Mr. Yang, I went to enjoy a hot pot meal and also accompanied him to buy a courtyard house."

Wang Niulang boasted deliberately.

Everything was fine until Zhang Guangzheng heard that Yang Muye had bought a courtyard house, and he was completely stunned.

Courtyard houses are now being sold at exorbitant prices. Judging from Wang Niulang's tone, it's as if Yang Muye bought a courtyard house as easily as buying a cabbage at the market.

Wang Niulang then explained the situation in their alley, which was not the kind of exorbitantly priced courtyard house that Zhang Guangzheng had imagined.

Even so, the price of 500 million still shocked Zhang Guangzheng.

Zhang Guangzheng swallowed hard before speaking: "Master, if we're talking about that, those two rooms you have in the tenement should be worth quite a bit of money, right?"

Wang Niulang replied, "Well, someone has to be willing to buy it."

Zhang Guangzheng immediately asked again, "Didn't they say there would be demolition?"

Wang Niulang sighed.

He used to be just like his neighbors in the tenement, hoping for the demolition to happen soon.

But ever since Yang Muyi decided to buy that courtyard house, and considering what Yang Muyi said on the way back, Wang Niulang felt that his dream of becoming a second-generation demolition beneficiary was unlikely to be realized anytime soon.

Rich people are just rich, not stupid.

But Zhang Guangzheng, who was standing to the side, still couldn't understand it.

Yang Muyi already booked an executive suite at the hotel for a year, so why would he buy a courtyard house?

“Mr. Yang wants to run a high-end family-run hotel, which people now call a homestay,” Wang Niulang explained.

"Can it be done?"

"How would I know? But on the way back, Mr. Yang did tell me about his ideas, which included not only homestays but also tourism reception."

Why is Mr. Yang telling you all this?

"He wanted me to be the manager of that guesthouse."

"housekeeper?"

"I am responsible for picking up and dropping off guests, arranging accommodation and meals, and planning travel itineraries. I can do most of these things, but there are some things I haven't done before."

"You agreed?"

"No, Mr. Yang said that I could start part-time, and if the business is successful, he would let me consider going full-time."

"Master, if this job goes through, could you take me on as a mentor? I don't ask for much, just something with a salary similar to what I have now, and room and board included."

Wang Niulang gave Zhang Guangzheng a disgruntled look.

"Your demands aren't high enough?"

"It's not that high. Don't you have two rooms in that big courtyard over there? I can move in with you. It's better than living in a basement dormitory now, freezing in winter and stuffy in summer, and with that lingering smell of stinky feet all day long, right?"

Zhang Guangzheng's words felt to Wang Niulang as if he were telling him that the house was already bought and the car was chosen, and now all that was missing was winning the lottery.

It's quite a beautiful thought.

"Alright, if you really live in this tenement, I won't charge you rent, but from now on, you'll be in charge of emptying the chamber pots," Wang Niulang joked. "Okay!"

Zhang Guangzheng readily agreed.

the other side.

Yang Muye returned to his room.

Turn on your computer and log in to QQ.

"Drip drip!"

As soon as QQ is online, the avatars of my friends in the lower right corner of the screen start flashing non-stop, with several people sending messages at the same time.

Cheng Feng: "Chen Xiaozheng is amazing. He finished editing the video we filmed today and sent it out right away."

Hu Ling: "The sales of the 'Werewolf' card game on our online store have exceeded 500,000. Next, let's try having Old Boys promote other products in our videos?"

Xin Huimei: "Remember to go and complete the property transfer procedures tomorrow. You won't be able to wait for me if you're late."

Xie Zhiyao: "Did you also create the 'Werewolf' card game?"

……

Yang Muye replied to each one.

Chen Xiaozheng has now taken over the filming and post-production of the Old Boys videos, and it seems that a long-term collaboration is possible.

Even when filming "Spicy Dormitory" later, we could consider having Chen Xiaozheng direct the filming.

Regarding the "Old Boys" product promotion, Yang Muye only reminded Hu Ling that she couldn't accept just any product; it had to be at least somewhat related to university life.

Otherwise, it would look too awkward to insert into the video.

At this stage, Old Boys has just become popular, so there's no need to rush into advertising and product promotion.

As for the house transfer that Xin Huimei mentioned, it will be processed together with the paperwork for that courtyard house tomorrow.

The preceding sentences were all brief, consisting of just a sentence or even a few words.

Yang Muye only typed a few more words when replying to Xie Zhiyao.

"You don't need to buy the Werewolf game cards, I'll give you a set for free."

Xie Zhiyao happened to be online and immediately replied to the message:

"With our relationship, you're only planning to give me one set?"

"The 1999 collector's edition will only have 1,000 sets released in total, all of which are numbered. Take it or leave it."

"Godfather, I was wrong. I'll place an order right now and buy ten more paperback sets to help you get more positive reviews."

"Want to come to our college's welcome party on the 27th?"

"Come, you must come!"

"I've prepared two tickets for you, that's all."

After sending the message, Yang Muye was about to log off QQ.

Just then, Yang Tao suddenly sent a message.

"Are you back at the hotel yet?"

"arrive."

"I just watched the new video Old Boys posted today. You're the one who created that Werewolf club, right?"

"Actually, cards are the same."

"guessed."

Yang Tao then sent a screenshot showing that she had bought ten sets of Werewolf cards in one go.

"That line 'Nine dollars and ninety cents, let's be friends' was your idea too, wasn't it?"

No, I copied it.

Yang Muye silently answered in his heart.

Da Dongzi said not to compete with Lei Jun in marketing, so can I just copy him?

If there are any similarities to Xiaomi's product launch event in two years, then Lei Jun (Lei Meng) copied me!

"Thank you so much for today. I said I'd treat you to dinner, but then I brought your car back."

"I see you really like that hot pot place. Shall we make it again when it gets colder?"

"The taste is really good and the price is reasonable. I've already told my mom and sister that I'll take them there to eat sometime in a while. It's just a pity that it's a bit far away, so we can't go there often."

“I also thought it was quite a long trip. Just as you were dropping off your classmate, Wang Niulang led me on a tour of the alley. I saw a small courtyard house of 120 square meters, and the price wasn’t too expensive, so I bought it.”

"..."

Yang Tao was speechless for a moment.

Even the cheapest courtyard house would cost several million, right?

Yang Muyi bought a courtyard house nearby just so he could have easy access to hot pot. Yang Tao felt it was like he made a plate of dumplings just for a dish of vinegar.

The key point is that Yang Muye doesn't particularly like hot pot, after all, he's not a local, and he only eats it occasionally for the novelty.

So Yang Tao really doesn't know how to comment on this matter.

"I was just joking with my senior. Actually, I wanted to try running a bed and breakfast. I just happened to come across that courtyard and thought it was a good fit."

Yang Muye briefly recounted the process of buying the courtyard to Yang Tao.

"If you want to run a bed and breakfast, you should consider renting a courtyard. Buying it yourself is too extravagant, isn't it?"

Yang Tao's reply conveyed a sense of disappointment and frustration.

Then Yang Muye replied:
“That place will probably be demolished in four or five years. Given the current housing price trend in Yanjing, the compensation will be at least double what I paid for it. I think it’s a good deal.”

"..."

One second Yang Tao was worried that Yang Muye wouldn't be able to recoup his investment, and the next second she saw this.

You might as well have said from the beginning that you were after the demolition compensation.

"Because it's definitely not going to lose money, that's why I want to do more things. Senior, you studied tourism management and have been working in the hotel industry for over a year. Could you give me some advice?"

"You really want to run a bed and breakfast?" It's clear that Yang Tao is starting to take this seriously.

"Yes, I'm afraid you'll laugh at me if I can't say it, but my ideal is to retire before I turn thirty, go back to my hometown village, rent those old houses, open a bed and breakfast, leave all my worries and pressures behind, and just enjoy that slow life with just the right amount of sunshine and gentle breeze... I've already thought of a name for the bed and breakfast, it'll be called 'Windy Courtyard'."

The collector's edition of the "Werewolf" cards wasn't given away for free; Xie Zhiyao had already used the name Yang Muye had.

"The kind of carefree life you're talking about is something only gods would live, right?" Yang Tao couldn't help but joke.

"So, senior, would you like to live this kind of idyllic life together?"

"Do not want to."

"what?"

Yang Muyi initially thought Yang Tao was joking, but then Yang Tao sent an explanation.

"Poverty limits my imagination, and my wallet is reminding me to stop daydreaming."

"I thought my senior would yell at me, 'If I don't work, will you support me?'"

"roll!"

Yangtao sent a soybean emoji that looks like it's tapping someone's head.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore. What I mean is, if the guesthouse really opens, would you consider helping me?"

Yang Tao then sent a laughing-crying soybean emoji.

"So, after all this time, you were trying to trick me into working for you?"

"They are partners."

Yang Muyi corrected, "I can give my senior 10% of the management shares. Let's work together to open a Windy Courtyard in every city suitable for travel and living."

Even though she knew Yang Muye was just making empty promises, Yang Tao couldn't help but be tempted.

But opening a bed and breakfast isn't something you can just do on a whim.

Yang Tao had never seen the courtyard that Yang Muye bought, but she had been to the alley outside it. Not only was the location remote, but the surrounding environment and supporting facilities were not particularly ideal.

In addition, we don't know when the area will be demolished.

When the yard is demolished, Yang Muye will receive compensation, so he won't lose out no matter what.

Not only will all the time and effort I've invested in the guesthouse be wasted, but if I don't have a job, how will you support me?
(End of this chapter)