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Chapter 141 [Let's just hold events from now on]

Chapter 141 [Let's just hold events from now on]

The station manager didn't ask too many questions about whether Butter Sauce was coming to Chaoshan to find him, nor did he offer any advice such as not to meet him.

He just casually mentioned the annual meeting invitation, and that was the end of it.

Liu Zhuohao could guess the exact reason, but he didn't take it too seriously.

Some things are better left unsaid; you don't have to figure them out completely.

Accompanied by the clattering sound of slippers, Li Zekai swaggered out of the room, a tuft of hair sticking up, his eyes half-open.

With someone to take his shift, he doesn't have to keep an eye on the renovations in the mornings and can get up a little later.

He shuffled into the living room in his slippers, saw Liu Zhuohao sitting on a wooden chair, paused for a moment, and then greeted him with an awkward smile.

"Good morning, boss."

Liu Zhuohao glanced at the clock on the wall; it was almost 11:30.

"It's getting late." He got up from his seat and walked towards the kitchen. "I bought you soy milk and fried dough sticks, but they're probably cold now."

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There was a plastic bag on the kitchen table, its opening open, with two fried dough sticks leaning inside. The water droplets on the soy milk cup had long since dried, leaving a white mark around the cup.

Liu Zhuohao picked up the bag, looked at it, then put it down again, saying, "Throw away the soy milk, save the steamed buns for this afternoon, it'll be lunchtime soon."

Richard Li scratched his head and then sauntered into the kitchen.

He was wearing a wrinkled T-shirt with the collar deformed.

"It's been too long since I slept in." He chuckled sheepishly, standing at the kitchen doorway. "Actually, I woke up once this morning, but when I glanced at the time it was only a little past seven, I drifted back to sleep, and when I woke up again it was past eleven."

He paused, then suddenly remembered something, his eyes lighting up: "By the way, boss, how's the menu going? What are the customers saying?"

Liu Zhuohao turned around and glanced at him.

This kid is still thinking about this.

But it's understandable, since it was his idea.

"It's nothing serious." He said, walking back to his room, picking up a notebook from his computer desk, and handing it to Li Zekai. "This is what I wrote down, the customers' comments. Take a look, it should be fine."

Li Zekai took the notebook and stood at the kitchen doorway, flipping through it.

Liu Zhuohao called out to him, "Come sit in the living room and watch. What are you standing there for?"

The two moved to the living room, where Li Zekai sat down on the sofa and continued flipping through his notebook.

Liu Zhuohao sat beside him, fiddling with his phone, without saying a word.

Li Zekai turned a few pages and looked up.

"Nothing special." He pointed to a line in the notebook, "Many people say that our restaurant's menu doesn't have any signature dishes."

Liu Zhuohao nodded; he knew perfectly well that he had written all the characters.

"But they only said it lacked any unique features." Li Zekai flipped through a few more pages. "Did they offer any solutions, like adding some dishes to make it more distinctive?"

Liu Zhuohao shook his head.

"I asked them, and they didn't have any specific ideas." He leaned back. "They were only willing to ask questions, but couldn't say what they wanted to eat. When I asked them if there was any particular dish they wanted to eat, they couldn't say."

He paused, then added, "I thought about it later, and maybe what they usually eat is actually all on the menu."

"Now that we have a rare opportunity to let them choose, we'd like to order something different."

"But they themselves don't know exactly what the different dishes are."

Li Zekai frowned as he listened.

"Isn't this just like that client we often see on the news—the one who's always talking about it?" he said. "I need a plan, something different from before, but I don't know what kind of plan I need."

Liu Zhuohao paused for a moment, then laughed and replied, "What you said is quite accurate—that's exactly what I meant. So I thought there was no need to adopt the suggestion of 'specialty dish.' We're just a family restaurant; common dishes are more likely to be accepted."

Li Zekai nodded and then flipped through the notebook again.

"Hmm, location. They said our location isn't good and suggested we go near the small park. Tsk, don't they know how expensive the rent is near the small park? How could we afford it? Besides, we asked about the food, didn't we?"

"Why isn't there lobster, crab, abalone, or sea cucumber on the menu? Is this still a family restaurant? It doesn't seem like we're running a hotel."

"They have spicy chicken wings and black pepper chicken nuggets, but why aren't there burgers, fries, or popcorn chicken? Ugh, they're completely disregarding the needs of our kitchen. The teppanyaki grill, wok, boiling, and steaming areas are already overflowing."

"I hope there will be a 50% discount for the opening event. Wow, 50% off, that's really ambitious!"

Are there any job openings?

Li Zekai read through the comments one by one, each one more outrageous than the last, from suggestions about the location of their shop to adding more dishes, even opening events, and someone even asked if the shop would hire cashiers in the future.

"There's no way around it. A lot of people have opinions about the dishes, but not many people offer useful suggestions, so I just wrote down the others as well."

Liu Zhuohao replied with a smile, "Besides, they are just customers, not the business owners, so they certainly wouldn't consider things like costs or kitchen zoning."

As he said this, Li Zekai's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

"That sounds a bit dejected. 'The idea I proposed was actually a waste of time, and I wasted manpower doing unnecessary things.'"

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"That's not true. Your idea is good. Even if no customers have given any useful suggestions yet, it's still good," Liu Zhuohao replied. "Valuing and collecting customer opinions is always our top priority."

"However, we don't have to listen to every opinion; we can extract useful things from them."

"After all, users and operators are, in most cases, in a relationship of mutual competition."

It seems to have no effect at present.

However, it's not that not changing the menu based on customer suggestions is a waste of effort.

It will definitely be useful.

When Liu Zhuohao heard that customers didn't have much of a problem with the dishes themselves, and that they considered them to be just ordinary home-style cooking, his confidence grew even stronger.

The food itself is fine; now the only issues are the taste, presentation, and hygiene, which need to be checked one by one.

New Year.

At home, Liu Zhuohao's own home.

He had just finished dinner and was watching TV with his parents in the living room—or rather, sitting with them.

The TV was on, playing some New Year's Eve gala from some channel, the volume turned down low, just for background noise.

On the coffee table were a tea tray, a purple clay teapot, several cups, and a kettle bubbling away.

Liu Zhuohao wasn't interested in TV programs; his attention was entirely on his phone.

391411 followers.

He stared at the numbers on the screen and did some mental calculations.

The speed at which they gained followers is even faster than during the last rights protection video.

I thought there would be a loss of followers after the hype died down, since people usually leave once they've had their fun.

Contrary to expectations, the event I organized capitalized on the momentum, stabilized the data, and instead of losing followers, I gained more.

Moreover, this "review video" campaign seems to have a greater impact on the site than the rights protection videos?

Although outside of the platform, such as Weibo, Kuaishou, Youku, Douyu, YY, and other places, you can't even make a sound, your voice is very loud within this small, broken website.

Liu Zhuohao clicked on his own event video and glanced at the number of views.

1404701.

One million four hundred thousand!

Yes, one million four hundred thousand!

This video is the one I casually recorded in my rented room back then. I just pointed the camera at myself and talked for less than ten minutes.

The rules were simple: no editing, no post-production, no cost whatsoever, only a prize of 30,000 yuan was prepared.

Now, this poorly made video has become the one with the most views of all his videos.

Liu Zhuohao couldn't help but feel helpless. Where could he go to reason with this?

"It's getting cooler, so drink it while it's hot."

My father's voice came from beside me, interrupting my thoughts.

Liu Zhuohao snapped out of his daze and noticed a cup of tea on the glass table in front of him, steam rising from it. He hadn't noticed when it had been spilled, as he had been completely focused on his phone.

"Drinking cold tea is bad for your stomach," the father added, his gaze still fixed on the television, while he held another cup of tea in his hand, slowly blowing on it.

"it is good."

Liu Zhuohao quickly picked up the teacup, drank it down in one gulp, poured the remaining tea into the tea tray next to the coffee table, and put the empty cup back in its place.

The mother peeled an orange carefully. She broke the peeled orange in half, tore off the orange peel, handed one half to the father, and placed the other half on the coffee table, pushing it towards herself.

"Have some fruit."

"Um."

Liu Zhuohao picked up a petal and put it in his mouth; it was very sweet.

He looked down at his phone again. Not only were the views increasing, but his follower count was also rising, and messages kept popping up, which he couldn't keep up with.

It's not entirely without reason that the video of this event went viral.

The videos submitted to the competition, such as the one about the iPhone 5c, the one about the butter sauce, and the one about lamb dishes, were indeed of very high quality. Even with my 25-year perspective, they didn't seem outdated at all.

The viewers they attract, in turn, will click to watch their own event videos.

Some might read the rules several times to confirm them before participating in the competition.

This is mutually beneficial.

"I never thought that someone as insignificant as me could get over 100,000 views on a video!"

"In the past, when I posted videos, I would wait for several hours and not get a single comment (seriously, even the system's automatic comments didn't come). This time, less than half an hour after I posted, my message bar immediately had 99+ comments. I thought I was seeing things."

"Although recording the video was really troublesome (I recorded it eight times!), seeing the comments section made it all worthwhile! Thank you, Boss Liu, for the event!!! I can still record!!!"

"Previously: I posted a video → refreshed the page ten times a day → views increased by 3."

"Now: I post a video → my refresh speed can't keep up with the speed of comments."

"Thank you, Mr. Liu, for the event! Thank you to the audience! Thank you to myself! (Just kidding)"

"I really didn't expect so many people to watch my first video. Before, I would just record random things in front of the screen and then no one would care after I posted them."

"Finally, someone spoke to me in the comments! Thank you to every spider friend who sent a comment and gave me coins!"

Liu Zhuohao clicked on the video with 1.4 million views, glanced at the comments section, and saw that the top comments were all left by the participating bloggers, thanking him for organizing the event, and some even attached links to their own videos.

Whether it's the bloggers or the site administrators, they all feel that it's because they organized the event that their videos are so popular, and that it's all their doing.

But Liu Zhuohao knew very well that he had come out on the better side.

Although I am not very famous on the site, I have not attracted all the users on the site who are interested in food, but only a portion of them.

Because it's too Yanchuan.

My own video style has always been quite serious.

Filming food is simply filming food. They cook quietly and explain things seriously, unlike some bloggers who shout in the street or do those meaningless prank challenges.

Has he tried it?

I've tried. When I was filming before, whether it was recording a street stall or actually filming a live show, I tried to be "relaxed" and "funny," but I just couldn't get it right.

Even if you try to act, it still feels stiff.

After all, I'm getting older. Ten years ago, I used to bypass the Great Firewall to watch things that young people would watch. Who would have thought that ten years later, I would use it to watch the news?

That's how people change.

Some things, once gone, are gone forever; you can't fake them.

However, videos from SpiderBrokers, which create a relaxed and abstract atmosphere, tend to be more popular.

The comments in the comment section are like this, and so are the videos.

Comments can be typed out and copied and pasted, but videos cannot.

Or should we just become event organizers from now on?

Liu Zhuohao wondered, if you calculate it this way, the total cost of the prizes would be only about 30,000 yuan, which is almost negligible compared to the time and communication costs of shooting the video later.

But this simple thing brought me such high video data, and in terms of followers, it increased by nearly 100,000 in almost half a month!

If you can't produce your own video content, then organize more events and let others produce the programs.

But then he thought about the station manager's wary tone during the previous voice call, and Liu Zhuohao gave up for the time being.

"—And the annual party."

Remembering this, Liu Zhuohao opened the private group.

"Are all the newcomers this year dead? Have you seen any of the newcomers who participated in Boss Liu's evaluation event? Some even got 500,000 views!"

"—I've been updating for half a year, but my view count is still lower than that of a newbie who just posted their first video. I feel like their promotion is better than mine. I'm even thinking of making review videos."

"Actually, you don't necessarily have to participate in the event to get an evaluation, right? It's just a topic."

"Back then, I was so excited when my first video got 5,000 views that I treated my roommate to dinner. Now, newcomers start with 500,000 views."

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"To be honest, the quality of those newcomers' videos is really good. I watched the one reviewing the iPhone 5c; it was very detailed. I'm actually thinking of making one myself, but I'm afraid of being accused of plagiarism. But I feel that if I were to make one, I could definitely do a better job!"

Although the event has been going on for a while, the topics in the group still occasionally revolve around their own events.

These bloggers are very interested in the entries.

Although he is a top blogger with a certain amount of private traffic, he still envies videos that can get 500,000 views.

For him, under normal circumstances, he would definitely have videos with tens of thousands of views, while videos with hundreds of thousands or even millions of views would be considered "explosive," and videos with 500,000 views would be absolutely a huge hit.

Liu Zhuohao looked through the chat history, but because there were too many, he could only search for keywords such as "annual meeting" or "invitation," but he couldn't find anything.

That's true, since, according to the site administrator, only a few bloggers were invited.

In that case, it's not easy to discuss this matter openly.

What are your plans for the Lunar New Year?

Liu Zhuohao thought for a moment and sent a message to Song Yinxuan.

If she receives an invitation to the annual party, then she >

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