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Chapter 75 Make Things Bigger

Zhao Jing rolled her eyes and asked, "Special purpose? Do you really dare to think that I can have any special purpose! Didn't I tell you before that I can't make much money from work, but it won't let me and this society There's too much disconnect and it's all about treating work as a way to pass the time."

"Okay." I took out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, "You give me a [-]% explanation. Rich people are different. The purpose of my work is very simple, just to make money, a lot of money."

Zhao Jing stood from my left to my right, because the wind blows from the right, and she stood upwind so that she would not be inhaled second-hand smoke, "How is your food street project? Why haven't you heard from me in the past few days?" Speaking of which?"

"Don't fucking mention it!" I was depressed when I mentioned this, "The real estate developer suddenly asked the stalls participating in the food street activities to collect money."

Zhao Jing said disapprovingly: "Isn't this normal? If you come out to set up a stall and do business, you must pay a stall fee."

"Booth fees, water and electricity fees, garbage cleaning fees, etc. are calculated together, and it costs 300 yuan a day. Isn't this a bit too high? According to this calculation, the rent is 9000 yuan a month, which is close to 10 year. Do you think it's worth [-] yuan?"

Zhao Jing thought for a while, and said very conscientiously: "It is indeed a bit expensive, and you can rent a good shop for 10 yuan."

"So, I was once again embarrassed by the real estate agent. It's really fucking difficult to do some projects! With such an expensive booth fee, how can I publicize it and how can I get [-] people to set up a booth? This is the first to bear the brunt , and to attract enough customers to visit the food street, if people are fooled, there will be no traffic at that time, which will cause a bad negative impact, and the gain outweighs the loss.”

"We still have to work hard on publicity."

"It's like you didn't say that. I just don't know how to publicize it and how to break through the bottleneck."

Zhao Jing pondered for a while, and said to me: "Let me tell you a story. A long time ago, a monk was sent by the abbot of the temple to the foot of the mountain to collect silver taels for repairing the temple. It needed about 100 taels of silver. In the town, there is a rich man surnamed Wang. His family is very rich, but he is a miser. The monk thought that since he wanted 100 taels of silver, he must find a rich man to get the money, so he went directly to Wang The rich man's family, even though he knew that the rich man was stingy, he had no choice. The rich man really didn't want to pay, and he didn't want to say it out loud, so he asked the monk who offered the alms alms a problem, and said to the monk, "You can let the bully bully stand in front of you." Take off your trousers, and I will give you 200 taels of silver.' Popi Niu Er is famous for being ruthless, and most people dare not worry. The finance minister thought that the monk would give up, but what he didn't expect was that the monk went to find Niu Er. Two, after meeting, he said to Niu Er: "Donor, you have a mole on your buttocks, which is an ominous thing. You and I are destined, and the poor monk will resolve it for you with Buddhism." Niu Er is not stupid. I knew it well, and cursed the monk for uttering wild words. The monk swore to Niu Er: "Let's find a witness, and let the rich man in the town testify. If you don't have moles on your buttocks, I will give you 100 taels of silver." Niu Er Er naturally agreed, and followed the monk to the rich man's house, and took off his pants in front of the rich man. The rich man had nothing to say, so he gave the monk two hundred silver, and the monk gave Niu Er 100 taels. I went up the mountain to build a temple with another 100 taels of silver, my story is finished, do you understand?"

I looked at Zhao Jing stupidly, and to be honest, I didn't quite understand what she meant. Zhao Jing reminded me: "The monk has a clear purpose, that is, he wants 100 taels of silver, and you also have a clear purpose. Is there a way to get what you want, can you bring in a third party? Use a third party to achieve your own goals."

"A third party?" I asked, "The Food Street project is to promote real estate developers. How can I bring in a third party? If it's a short-term event, one or two days, I might consider looking for a car." Distributors talk, share resources, and engage in activities together. But in these [-] days, what industry can spend [-] days with real estate developers?"

"Your thinking is limited. Let me give you a suggestion. Find cooperation with government departments to expand your food street activities to a higher level. If you are only doing real estate promotion for real estate developers, then there must be no large-scale borrowing of resources. The reason, what if you raise the food street to a higher level and make it a 'food festival'? Isn't Oulong now in the Urban Construction Bureau? Find a way to him, see if you can give certain resources, and go to An Ran, An Ran On the TV station, you can also do publicity for you..."

"Stop." I said to Zhao Jing, "Don't mention An Ran, it's a bit sad to say it, but I think we can have a good chat with Oulong, and make the food street into a 'food festival'."

"Yes, to expand the project and name it 'XX Food Festival' after the property of the real estate developer, the government will give some support."

A few words from Zhao Jing gave me

Deeply inspired, I followed Zhao Jing's thoughts and said: "Make a 'XX Yunnan Traditional Food Festival', and then select the finalists based on the region. Kunming has Guandu District, Xishan District, Wuhua District, and Panlong District. District, Chenggong District, with these five districts as units, each district will get ten pavilions, and a gimmick of a food competition among the five districts of Kunming will be used for publicity, I think this is good."

Zhao Jing laughed and said happily: "I think you've got the hang of it, let's follow this line of thinking, contact Oulong to see if there are any resources he can use, the current society is a society that relies on resources, relies on A society where connections make money."

"OK!" I couldn't help throwing away the cigarette in my hand, hugged Zhao Jing sideways, and said excitedly: "You are really my lieutenant general, thank you, I invite you to touch Pengliang and eat ice cream some other day."

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, looked at me and asked, "Do you still remember Pengpengliang?"

I let go of Zhao Jing, and said proudly: "Of course I remember, I still remember that you love her blueberry smoothie the most. When we were together, you actually threatened me and asked me to buy you a smoothie."

A wry smile appeared on Zhao Jing's face, and she said in a low voice, "In my junior year, the Pengpengliang store was closed and turned into a jewelry store."

"Huh?" The embarrassment came a little unexpectedly.

"Okay." Zhao Jing resumed her usual expression, and said to me: "While you have ideas now, go and sort out your plan, chat with Oulong and see if he has any better suggestions .”

"Bye, see you another day."

After finishing speaking, I walked away quickly, feeling more like I was escaping, escaping from Zhao Jing's feeling. At work, Zhao Jing has helped me more than once, but I have not done anything for Zhao Jing.

When I got home, I shared my thoughts with Oulong, but Oulong didn't give me a positive answer. He asked me to sort out the plan first, and he also went to communicate with the leader. Can this kind of thing be done? It all depends on the attitude of the leader.I worked on the plan overnight on Friday, and I didn't get it done until the sky turned pale.

He should have been very tired, but at this moment he didn't feel sleepy at all. He took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator, lay on the balcony railing, lit a cigarette, took a sip of the cigarette and a sip of the wine, enjoying the tranquility of the night.After drinking three bottles of beer, I gradually felt dizzy, turned off my phone, and fell asleep on the bed.

This sleep was so sweet that when I opened my eyes and looked up again, the light fell on my bed, as if I hadn’t slept so comfortably for a long time. Looking at the blue sky and warm sunshine outside the window, I felt beautiful.The moment I turn on the phone, all the good things disappear...

At this time, there are more than a dozen reminder text messages for missed calls, and there are also a lot of information on WeChat. It is already 01:30 in the afternoon. When I click on the message, I finally realize what I missed!
Today is Saturday, the opening day of the "Old City". The opening ceremony was held at 10.58 a.m., and Mr. Zhao gave a speech at the opening ceremony. , I actually forgot about it, I feel like I caused trouble!

There were two missed calls from Zhao Yueru, one from Zhao Jing, five from Su Xiaomo, and several missed calls from strangers.After a quick scan of the information on WeChat, I quickly got up, washed, put on a shirt and a suit, and ran upstairs, heading straight to the "Old City". The way I ran was quite fast, and my pair of leather shoes were really hard for me!
In front of the gate of the "Old City", there are still "falling red" left by firecrackers, which is particularly joyful. Many people are queuing at the ticket office on the first floor.There are thirteen small stalls, and every stall owner is very busy. The second floor has reached the point where there are no empty seats. Judging from the current passenger flow, the future business is destined to be prosperous, but I must see this rationally. It is normal to have a lot of people in a day, because many people come to join in the fun and try something new.

The Qing Bar on the third floor is also open. Compared with the second floor, there are fewer customers here, but you can clearly feel that the temperament of people sitting here tasting red wine, tea, and coffee is obviously higher. .

At a table near the corner, Su Xiaomo spotted me and waved to me. This table is not only Su Xiaomo, but Zhao Yueru, Zhao Yuebao and the company's chief financial officer are all there, of course!Zhao Youwei is also there!

I came to the table and was the first to say hello to Mr. Zhao, and I yelled very guiltyly: "Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Youwei's face was very ugly, he pretended not to hear me saying hello to him, and completely ignored my existence. We are in a dilemma.

Everyone at the table was looking at me, Mr. Zhao didn't speak, and they ignored me, especially Zhao Yueru looked at me very coldly.
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