An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Chapter 198 Too Popular - The Person Ran Away

Jiang Baobin heard that the most advanced sales method is scarcity marketing.

He never experienced that kind of thing because he was from the bottom class in his previous life, and merchants wouldn't bother to use tricks on a poor guy like him.

However, Jiang Baobin knows how to whet people's appetites.

If you don't know this trick, you're really hopeless if you want to make it in the live streaming industry.

Please note that whetting someone's appetite is not the same as deceiving them.

Deception will eventually be exposed; keeping people in suspense won't work.

Moreover, it's not just the streamers; the audience also likes this style.

Of course, if you encounter someone who's straightforward, you'll get blocked immediately!

But generally speaking, no one in the industry is immune to using tricks or schemes.

So Jiang Baobin plans to copy it exactly, as for the results—

May 2th, very early in the morning.

He went to see Gao Junbao first.

I'm so busy right now, I really don't have time to take care of him.

So they were fostered by Yang Lao Er.

They have many children in their family, so they can play with him.

Actually, nothing else matters, as long as I have a dog, that's enough.

These two have been eyeing each other for a long time, and now they're inseparable.

Yang Lao Er and Jiang Daya knew about "My People, My Country".

This isn't a secret; Jiang Baobin sang it to them as soon as he created (copied) it.

They just thought it sounded nice at the time, but they never expected it to become so popular.

This song plays when you turn on the radio, and it plays when you open the newspaper (it includes sheet music and lyrics).

Walking down the street, this song is still blaring from the loudspeakers!

The problem is that it's so captivating that you can listen to it endlessly.

For example, a person listens at home and then goes out;

If the factory is broadcasting something, I'll stop and listen to it again.

If I happen to pass by a resident's house and they have the radio on, I'll stop outside the window and stay until the song finishes before continuing on my way.

It's just that there are so few entertainment options these days. A popular song is not as popular as it was in the 80s and 90s.

When a popular Hong Kong or Taiwan song comes out, it's played on speakers all over the streets, sometimes ten times louder!

After Jiang Baobin informed them, he took Qin Huairu to her parents' home.

Hehe, that's right, this time he's going to use scarcity marketing—

His clever trick had a serious effect; the newspaper was completely stumped.

Especially those newspapers that published the sheet music.

The phone calls from the public poured in.

The central idea is simple: "My Motherland and I" expresses my heartfelt feelings!

I desperately want to know who the author is!

The newspaper didn't know either; all they knew was that he was an activist, a young man.

But can this be explained away? Obviously not.

Then hurry up and find someone to conduct interviews! The voice of the people cannot be ignored!

But is it possible to find it?

That's obvious. Jiang Baobin is using scarcity marketing; he's not actually starving people to death.

What is the essence of marketing? Sell more, and sell at the highest price!

Upon arriving in Qinggezhuang, this guy acted out of character, refusing to touch any books except at night.

Instead, they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their work.

He helped with chores not only for Qin Huairu's family, but also for other people's families.

Farm work is no stranger to Jiang Baobin.

It's currently corn harvest season, the perfect time to show off your skills.

Because these days, let alone harvesters, there aren't even tractors.

Apart from a few horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts, everything else relied on human labor.

Then, Jiang Baobin shocked the entire village with his actions: "Is this a human? Or a donkey?" ———————— What could be done? Find someone, of course.

He's as strong as three people!

Even seasoned farmers would be impressed by the speed at which the land was being ceded.

When he looked down, he was still at one end of the furrow; when he looked up, he was already at the other end.

This prompted all the women in the village to congratulate Qin Ma, saying that their family's ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke!

Otherwise, how could I find a son-in-law who's like a donkey?

Qin's mother was naturally overjoyed. Her daughter had complained to her last night that it wasn't just a few minutes, but at least an hour.

Qin's mother didn't believe it at all, thinking that her daughter had lost her mind at that time and didn't know the exact time at all.

Why was Qin Ma so certain? Because the village women had already shared their experiences with each other—

Er Gou's father deservedly earned the title of "King" with a pipe of tobacco (5-10 minutes).

Two Horses —

Erniu's dad ranked last with a single finger snap (7.2 seconds)!

An hour?

However, when Qin Ma saw how Jiang Baobin worked, she believed him.

With that kind of donkey-like stamina, it'll take at least an hour!

So, I couldn't wait to share this explosive news with my sisters.

What happened next left Jiang Baobin completely baffled—

What's wrong with all these aunties and grandmas in the village? Why are they all lining up to pinch my arm?

If you touch me again, I'll charge you!

The Workers' Daily was the first newspaper to publish the sheet music for "Me and My Motherland".

This stemmed from the good relationship between Hu Hongjun, the editor of the supplement, and the propaganda officer of the Military Control Commission of the Fifth Inner District.

Hu Hongjun knew at first glance that this was a good song, but he never expected it would cause such a huge sensation.

Of course, we should strike while the iron is hot and report on it in depth.

However, the second unexpected thing happened: this currently most popular author has simply vanished without a trace!

The editor-in-chief, who was already "balding" (meaning he was balding), thought this was a great thing and could be the subject of an exclusive report.

They even sent a special car for this purpose, completely disregarding their usual habit of using gasoline by the drop of a breath.

Hu Hongjun disagreed—"Now the whole country is working together as one."

The idea that an editor-in-chief, a veteran of the newspaper industry, likes to grab exclusive news is completely wrong.

However, a leader is a leader, and one must obey orders.

As for whether to leak the information after finding the person and conducting the interview, that's up to them.

Bumpy! Bumpy—

The roads in the countryside these days are truly a mixed bag.

Hu Hongjun's first few slaps landed on the ceiling, but luckily it was a jeep with a cloth covering it.

Otherwise, there would be no need for the interview; he would have just suffered a concussion.

Just when Hu Hongjun's bones were about to be shaken apart, the driver finally announced that they had arrived.

The photographer who accompanied us, Lao Zhu, was an optimist. After getting out of the car, he stretched his arms and legs while praising the beautiful scenery.

Compared to others, I am too weak.

Hu Hongjun inwardly reflected that since entering the city, he had become pampered and needed to strengthen his physical training in the future.

At the same time, he asked a group of curious children: "Does anyone know Jiang Baobin?"

The children looked bewildered, then left her behind and ran towards the jeep.

Hu Hongjun quickly grabbed one of the older men: "Do you know who in the village can compose music and sing these days?"

The child shook his head even more.

Old Zhu, being more experienced, asked directly, "Have any outsiders come to your village recently?"

The child immediately replied, "Yesterday, Huaisheng's brother-in-law came from the city."

Then he added, "Riding a bicycle."

Old Zhu smiled at Hu Hongjun: "That's him."

Hu Hongjun smiled helplessly and asked the child to lead the way.

The child, however, was quite clever: "Could you let me use my powers inside?"

Old Zhu laughed: "Whose are you? When you leave, we'll not only let you sit down, but we'll also take you for a hundred meters."

The child's mouth gaped open in disbelief.

Two reporters were asking the child about Huai Sheng's brother-in-law.

The driver followed behind, cautiously glancing left and right.

He also served as a security guard, during which time sabotage was rampant.

Journalists are valuable talents and must be protected.

On the way, they ran into Qin Huairu, who was on her way home.

Because there was no work left to do; Jiang Baobin had done it all.

Actually, she just didn't want to be labeled a lazy woman, so she just went out to put on an act.

Jiang Baobin simply reached out and finished her portion.

The child was in a hurry to fix the car, and when he saw it was her, he handed her over and ran away.

Just over a month after their marriage, Qin Huairu is a completely different person now!

Her face was glowing, and it seemed to have an upward curve both front and back.

Most importantly, I've seen big events before—like the National Day celebrations.

I've eaten all sorts of delicacies—even top-tier restaurants like "Yuhua Terrace."

Jiang Baobin did this to make amends to her, and also for the sake of their future child.

Lately, whenever I can find some free time, I take her out to see the world.

In addition, the girl herself was of good character, so she wasn't shy at all when communicating with Hu Hongjun and the others.