Rebirth of the Cyber ​​Hegemony

Finally, Chen Simian took out all the money in his pocket: "For 1 yuan, we will pay five times the advertising cost. If Manager Zhang still thinks it is not enough, then I will consider other newspapers."

With that said, Chen Simian was about to leave.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, I have something to discuss."

While talking, Manager Zhang put 1 yuan into the desk: "In principle, there is indeed a problem, but we have also investigated your snail beauty before, and all the procedures are legal, and Kangnan and Chongyi do have A few franchise stores. In this way, tomorrow, tomorrow, I will arrange an advertisement for you, what do you think?"

"Then I am very grateful to Manager Zhang."

Chen Simian said with a smile.

Chapter 59: We are all here to join

"Dad, how is it? Is it settled?"

"It's settled."

"That's good, let's go back."

"Well. Fortunately, I brought 1 yuan, but those guys are really dark."

"Dad, it's business, this money is nothing."

"I know it too, but I just don't know how it works."

"Don't worry, Dad, the influence of newspapers and media is still very great now, just wait to answer the phone when the time comes."

After negotiating with Ganshi Daily, Chen Yu and his father headed home.

……

Ganshi Daily's advertisement for snail beauty is placed on the second page.

Although not the front page, the second edition is equally compelling.

It's just an advertisement, but the Ganshi Daily is not so blunt, but uses an interview method.

The article reported that there is a snack bar in Xinfeng, Gan City, which is very popular.

In addition to reporting on this snack bar, the reporter also attached an advertisement for joining the snail xi shi.

Of course, there is the most important income statement.

As soon as the Ganshi Daily published the article the next day, as Chen Yu expected, Chen Simian's phone kept ringing.

"Is it an escargot shih tzu?"

"Correct."

"fraud."

"what?"

"What, do you think you can fool people so easily?"

"We didn't lie."

"I'm not lying, hehe, you think we are mentally retarded. You can earn 10,000+ a year with an investment of only tens of thousands of yuan. You are making money in the sky."

"We really didn't lie."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Simian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Xiaoyu, look, this is what you said waiting for the phone call."

"Hehe, Dad, don't worry, it's fine if this person doesn't believe it, and he's not alone."

"Ok."

Then, after No.1 called, another person called.

However, it is a pity.

Same as the call from No.1, the second person also called Chen Simian a liar.

"Xiaoyu, I think our 1 yuan is gone."

"Dad, how could it be?"

"Why not, look, I have received dozens of people calling me a liar all morning."

"Then there are some who are ready to investigate."

"Who knows if they will come or not."

"They will call, which proves that they want to know. Why don't you care about those who don't believe us? Even if it's the best business, there are people who don't believe it."

Chen Yu's reaction to this was relatively flat.

Doing business is a science, not everyone is suitable for doing business.

Just like this snail selling business, others seem to be just a small shop, but they don't know the hidden profits.

In fact, for a period of time around 2000, many small shops actually made their first pot of gold in this way.

Of course, if this business is left to future generations, even if it takes another 10 years, then that's another matter.

After all, you could find competitors in almost any store at that time.

Also, almost all businesses do not necessarily have the strength to wipe out others.

What is more important is the rent cost of future generations, but the labor cost has skyrocketed.

It's not a particularly unique business, and it's really hard to make money.

"Xiaoyu is right, even at the beginning we didn't think about the profit in it."

Zhang Wenxiu supported Chen Yu and said: "If they really want to do business, they will definitely come to inspect the site. Just like that Liu Chunsheng, didn't he come to us in person?"

"Okay, let's take a look."

This kind of thing can't be rushed, Chen Simian nodded and replied.

That night, the night was calm and the autumn air was crisp. Many citizens came out to eat supper in such a fine weather.

As Xinfeng's very distinctive snack, snail porridge, naturally dozens of tables of guests came.

Fortunately, there is an open space at the entrance of the store, and some shops that do not serve supper have closed during supper time, but it is still possible to sit down.But even if this is the case, if you look over there, there is a crowd of black people who all eat snails.

"Tsk tsk, the snails in this store are really delicious."

"Yes, you can eat for hours for a bowl of three yuan."

"It's just too spicy, girl, I've already drank several bottles of soy milk."

"Spicy is hot, but it's so spicy, I don't like it if it's not spicy."

Everyone chatted while eating.

From all over the world, chatting and gossiping, this night was spent eating snails and chatting.

"Old Chen, it's already 2 o'clock, let's close the stall."

"I want to accept it, but look, there are still seven or eight tables of guests."

"What's the matter, why are they eating so late and still chatting?"

"Who knows, wait a little longer, there are still so many customers, it's not appropriate to close the stall now."

Although he was a little sleepy, but seeing that there were still several tables of business, Chen Simian had no choice but to keep going.

"Old Chen, what time is it?"

"It's four o'clock."

"My God, it's already 3 o'clock, and I'm almost falling asleep."

"Me too."

"What, I really can't stand it anymore, why don't you tell them about it."

"Ok."

You need to make money in business, but you can't take your life to make it.

It's already 3 o'clock in the morning, if you keep guarding, you will really die.

"Well, bosses, it's already 3 o'clock, it's really late, our small shop is about to close the stall, you..."

While laughing, Chen Simian smoked cigarettes for the owners of each table: "I'm really sorry, all the aunts in the store are off work."

It's just that Chen Simian smiled apologetically, but the guests at seven or eight tables didn't appreciate it: "Boss Chen, we still have important things to talk about. So, we can't go back now."

"Yes, Boss Chen, we are too."

"What about you?"

"So are we."

The guests at the seven or eight tables all nodded.

"Then, then, well, let's talk."

Chen Simian had a headache.

no way.

Forget it, the customer is God, and today I will compensate them for staying up all night.

"Hey, Boss Chen, don't go."

"What do you want?"

"No, Boss Chen, we want to talk to you."

"Talk to me."

Chen Simian smiled wryly, resisting the desire to sleep, and walked to the guests.

"Well, Boss Chen, your business is booming."

"It's okay, it's okay, please take care of me."

"Are you tired?"

"It's tiring to say you're tired, and you're not tired if you say you're not tired."

"Hey, how do you say that?"

"Tired must be tired. Everyone has seen it. We get one or two o'clock every day here. It is impossible not to be tired."

"That's not tiring."

Chen Simian didn't answer the conversation at this time, but the person at the next table helped Chen Simian and said, "Hey, do you want to say more, thinking of making money like this every day, no matter how tired you are."

This said, everyone laughed.

"Well, Boss Chen, can you tell me how much you earned today?"

"Anything you can earn is hard money."

Chen Simian had a headache.

What kind of people are these people? They don't go back so late, so they have the leisure to chat with him about this.

Besides, even if we talk about this, do you think I, as the boss, will tell you?

"Boss Chen, let's not tell the truth. Didn't you say in the newspaper that you can earn at least 1200 yuan a day?"

"what?"

"Didn't you still say that the monthly profit is 1, and the cost will be recovered in three or four months, and the annual profit is at least 19?"

"You are this?"

Chen Simian was fooled by this group of people.

"Boss Chen, the reason I came to you today is to join your snail beauty."

"what."

"Boss Chen, what the hell, I don't believe it."

"No, I mean, all of you?"

Chen Simian pointed to the seven or eight tables of guests and said.