Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 194

"Everyone, don't worry, I also know that everyone who comes here has a dream and hopes to write results, but I don't have the ability to turn decay into magic. I just give some simple suggestions based on my temporary understanding of everyone. , whether it will work or not is not guaranteed." Qin Xiong explained.

"Brother Xiong, if we can solve it by ourselves, we won't be trapped for so long. If you have time, please tell everyone more. Listening to what you have to say is better than studying for ten years." Immediately, a newbie said.

"Yes, yes, although everyone is working hard to write, they are really at a loss."

"Some of your localities should have provincial or municipal internet writers' associations. Have you ever contacted or communicated with them? What I said is actually quite common, and it's not a secret book." Qin Xiong said.

"Brother Xiong, we don't have this opportunity at all. Provincial associations are not mentioned. Even municipal Internet writers associations must at least meet the signing standards and have certain writing achievements."

"It also makes sense, the less grades you have, the less you can link to the upper-level information and resources, and the more you're stuck in the same place. In fact, those who can be selected here also have certain grades. Those who have no grades at all, I also No." Qin Xiong said frankly.

"That's the reason. We're really helpless."

"Didn't you go shopping in Longkong? Although there are a lot of trolls there, there are some big bosses who are willing to share and give pointers to newcomers. At least I have seen several big bosses, often bubbling in it , some are wearing vests, and some are the real deity going into battle." Qin Xiong reminded.

"There are too many kinds of information on it, we can't read it at all, even if we collect it, we don't have the ability to identify it. Sometimes we try it after learning, but it still doesn't work..."

"Brother Xiong, not only are they confused, but I am also the same. With an income of six to seven thousand a month, it's okay to go around in a small city, but in a big city, you can't save money at all. Moreover, every time you open a book, there are one or two Months of income vacuum, the older I get, the more anxious I become..." At some point, Matthew also stood up and said.

"If you can stabilize this income, you are already in the industry. Don't look at the lively online literature industry. A real full-time writer may be less than [-]% of the practitioners. You just need to work steadily and improve step by step. Sooner or later It will take off." Qin Xiong said to him.

"Will it really take off? When will it take off? I'm already 26. If I can't save any more money, I won't even think about starting a family. My current competitiveness in the marriage market is not even in a public institution with a monthly salary of [-]. As soon as many girls heard that I was an online writer, they said goodbye immediately, because they thought this industry was unstable." Matthew complained.

"The girls bid farewell to you, isn't it because you are not handsome enough?" At this time, Fu Xingchen also teased with a smile.

"If I want to be like you, even if I don't write a book, I can give it to a girl..." Matthew glanced at the handsome Fu Xingchen, and couldn't help complaining.

"Okay, so many people are here, let's stop chatting. If you need my advice, after writing the manuscript, write down the problems you have encountered. Difficulties in life are also fine. Then sign your name and unify Hand it over to Tang Xianxian, and I'll take the time to take a good look at it tonight.

Of course, if you are used to electronic documents, you can write an email and send it to my mailbox. The time may be a little later. I also write and update every day. It is rare that I am a little free, and I want to take a break. "Qin Xiong said.

"Brother Xiong, you have really worked too hard. Will there be other great gods in our writer's village? Can we ask them then?" At this time, a girl summoned up her courage and asked timidly.

"In the Writers' Association of Xiangcheng.com, there are two great gods in the urban area. One is the vice president Leng Qiuhan. He will occasionally come to code words. If you identify the person, you can also ask him. He is very special. Enthusiastic, and very passionate when talking about the subjects I like, another female video boss prefers to stay at home and code words, if female writers need it, I invite them to come over from time to time." Qin male.

"Okay, thank you brother Xiong."

After getting along for a long time, everyone felt that although Qin Xiong was handsome and strong, he was quite easy-going, so they all agreed to stop calling him "Village Chief" and instead call him "Brother Xiong". appear more cordial.

After dealing with the matter of the writer's village, as soon as Qin Xiong went down to the first floor, Tang Xianxian quickly waved to him.

Qin Xiong walked over suspiciously, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Good thing!" Tang Xianxian said.

"What good thing?"

"Guess how much we sold for drinks, water and instant coffee yesterday?" Tang Xianxian asked happily.

"Didn't I say these things don't make a difference?" Qin Xiong said with a frown.

"I didn't make the difference for the writers in the village. They spend here with a [-]% discount, but when people outside buy these, they are the market price. This is what my sister told me, because my labor costs are included in it... ..." Tang Xianxian emphasized.

Seeing Qin Xiong's silence, Tang Xianxian said again: "Without me, even getting a vending machine would cost money, and it's not as convenient. So, my sister said, we must maintain a certain price difference to cover part of the labor. cost."

"It's okay, but with a [-]% discount, is it still profitable?" Qin Xiong asked.

"Depending on the variety, it's just ordinary mineral water. If you get a [-]% discount, you won't make a profit at all, and you may even lose money. Some expensive drinks will make you a profit." Tang Xianxian.

"How much did you sell yesterday?" Qin Xiong nodded.

"The turnover has reached almost [-], and the net profit is about [-], which is almost [-] a month." Tang Xianxian.

"Yesterday was the inauguration. There were many leaders and people watching the excitement. It may not be so in the future. Let's count it as a profit point." Qin Xiong said.

"Well, however, there are more old people and children in the village who came to buy drinks today, and some even want to buy beer. I'm considering whether to buy more," Tang Xianxian said.

"There is no small store in the village. The area on the first floor is large enough. If you think it is appropriate, you can buy some goods they need. You can even buy some instant noodles, ham and snacks, which is convenient for them and ourselves." Qin Xiong said.

"However, we are a writer's village, and these are not within our business scope... If we are found out, we will be fined." Tang Xianxian reminded.

"No one stipulates what can and cannot be sold in the Writers' Village. If the masses have needs, we will try our best to meet them. For policy matters, I will come to the leader to coordinate. Of course, our main focus is cultural revitalization..." Qin Xiong Said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xiong saw the leader of the fire department driving over.

Qin Xiong immediately went up to greet them, and asked them to go around the writer's village and sit down.

Because a big leader came to the platform, everyone was very polite and friendly.

Finally, although the fire extinguishers are completed, there are still some related amendments.

For example, because this is also a public place, emergency lighting and escape signs need to be installed in the lobby and corridors, and a fire hydrant needs to be installed between the three writers' buildings to ensure that the high-pressure water gun can be used for the first time when the fire needs to be extinguished. Use it for a while.

Safety responsibility is no small matter, so Qin Xiong naturally fully cooperated with the rectification.

In the evening, Jiang Yingrong called and said that Yiyi missed her father and wanted to come over to play.

"No need, I'll go there by myself, take you to the supermarket at night, and buy her something to eat..." Qin Xiong said.

"Okay, do you want to have dinner together?" Jiang Yingrong asked.

"You don't need to cook, just take a bite outside and see what Yiyi likes to eat." Qin Xiong said.

"Okay, I'll call my cousin right now, let's go out together..." Jiang Yingrong.

"it is good."

Thinking of Tang Qingya, Qin Xiong also felt a little emotional. Although he repeatedly confessed that the Writers' Village has become a semi-public welfare, she is trying to save money and make money for him.

Among other things, Tang Qingya's ability to make money is indeed much better than her own, at least she never thought of it, she can treat it differently, give the village members a [-]% discount, and sell it to outsiders at the original price.

In this way, the normal sales behavior looks more like a welfare for the writers in the village.

However, these beverages and tea were originally supplied internally, but now that there is an external market, it is necessary to expand the scope of business.

To pass the review, it is estimated that it will have to be split up and set up a "writer's village convenience store" or something like that.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiong didn't bother to have a headache anymore, so he called Tang Qingya directly and left everything to her, and the price he paid was to treat them to dinner at night.

When Tang Xianxian learned that they were going to have a dinner together, she also wanted to sneak away, but Qin Xiong refused.

"Brother-in-law, it's so unfair. With a salary of [-] yuan, I'm nailed here. From day to night, I have to worry about everything." Tang Xianxian complained.

"Aren't there some writers with a good image here? You pick one, develop and develop, and you may become the wife of a great god in the future. What a great platform and opportunity, then you can make money." Qin Xiong hinted.

"When you fooled me, did you believe it? My sister and I picked out their resumes." Tang Xian gave him a white look.

"It doesn't work now, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future, we have to take a longer view..." Qin Xiong.

"What's the use of that? My sister has a long-term vision, but after you became a god, didn't you get divorced? Most of you are scholars with a heart!" Tang Xianxian.

"...Continue to work overtime at night, and you are not allowed to leave work before twelve o'clock, or you will be deducted a day's wages, as I said!" After Qin Xiong finished speaking, he turned and left.

"...Brother-in-law, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never say such things again, can you take me out..." Tang Xianxian hurriedly chased after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)