Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 856 Selling like crazy

In the 1980s, before sales figures were available, whether a publication was popular or not could be judged by one kind of object -

letter.

These days, everyone has the habit of writing letters, and everyone is keen on writing letters.

After the first issue of "Entrepreneur" was released, members of the start-up team, including Zhou Lan, were all silently paying attention to the daily letters.

Four days have passed and the magazine has not received a letter from readers.

This made everyone feel extremely uneasy.

"It's only been four days. Even if readers want to write letters, it probably won't be that fast."

"But, if you are a reader in the capital, it seems... you have enough time."

They tried to comfort themselves, but couldn't.

However, when they came outside the hospital, everyone was a little confused.

The postman uncle said slowly.

"Hahahaha!"

Not long after, an excited voice echoed through the house.

"What is this new magazine of yours doing that makes such a big fuss?"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone didn’t even know whether to continue the work at hand. After the first issue was released, it seemed like dust had entered the water without a ripple. Is there a future for "Entrepreneur"?

They desperately need letters from readers to stabilize everything, even just one.

No exceptions.

He patted the sack with one hand.

...

Otherwise things don't make sense.

……

For example, the Beijing Youth Daily, where Zhou Lan used to work, has been publishing for three years since its resumption. If a good article appears in the newspaper on any given day, it will definitely receive letters from readers within three or four days at the latest.

"I said, why are you guys standing there? Help me. It's hard for me to do this alone."

On the fifth day, in the magazine's courtyard, the team's mood was extremely low.

Everyone is excited. As a content provider, there is nothing more gratifying than receiving such high praise from a wide range of readers.

"Yes, I don't dare to stock up now."

Jingle Bell--

Everyone took out a handful of letters and couldn't wait to open the letters and check the contents.

The postman looked at the group of people as if he was stunned.

Zhou Lan said with joy, "Based on this feedback, 100,000 copies may not be unsold."

"Yes, I wanted to send it to you two days ago, but it turned out that there were more and more, and I couldn't stop collecting them... I had to think of stocking up first and then sending them to you all together."

The sack was carried into the courtyard by several male comrades. A female comrade hurriedly found scissors and opened the thin hemp rope that sealed the bag.

"Let me tell you, there will probably be another pack like this tomorrow."

Only then did I understand that it wasn't that there were no letters from readers, but... there were too many. If I sent two letters at a time, the postman wouldn't be able to deliver them.

Zhou Lan and others looked at each other. They were disappointed before, but now they are surprised.

General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications, Magazine Distribution Department.

A bell rang outside the courtyard gate.

"Is this...all a letter?" Someone asked with wide eyes, "Is it all a letter from us?"

There was an uncle postman at the entrance of the courtyard, pushing a large 28-inch truck with a bulging sack tied to the back seat.

All the staff, including Zhou Lan, rushed out of the house and went straight to the courtyard gate.

"This reader thanked our editorial department profusely and said that our "Entrepreneur" had a huge impact on him!"

"Same! This reader begged us to keep doing it."

Swish!

"The same goes for me as a reader. He said that "The Entrepreneur" inspired his thoughts and seemed to open a window in his brain."

Is "The Entrepreneur" so bad that it failed to arouse the interest of a single reader?

"The postman is coming, the postman is coming!"

"Ha~"

Jingle Bell!
"Hey...where are you?...Oh Heilongjiang, we need to restock "Entrepreneur" again...Why do you say 'again'? Comrade, we have received more than a dozen calls to restock "Entrepreneur"... …”

……

Jingle Bell!
Just as the call was hung up, before the operator Nie Minjia took a sip of water to moisten her throat, the ringtone rang again.

"Hey...Hunan...it's better to restock "Entrepreneur", right?"

Jingle Bell!
...

Hao Pengfei, the director of the magazine distribution department, trotted to the second floor of the administration building and knocked on the door of an office.

"Director Yang."

"Pengfei, what's going on?"

Director Yang was sitting behind the five-drawer table, holding a large teapot in his hand and looking at the visitor.

"There is something I feel the need to report to you. Although we still have the goods on hand, judging from this trend, we may not be able to sell them for a few days, and 80% of them will be out of stock in the future."

Hao Pengfei quickly came to the five-drawer table, bowed and said.

"Which magazine is going to be out of stock? Is it "Ancient and Modern Legends" again, or is it the "Friends" that is gaining momentum?"

"No, you are the one who specially approved the first issue of "Entrepreneur" to be published nationwide."

Hao Pengfei's eyes were full of respect, thinking that Jiang is still hotter when he is old. To be fair, he was not too convinced by Director Yang before. He always felt that he was occupying the manhole and had great power, but he had not done many practical things.

Only now do I realize that people have a poisonous eye.

Look, he decided to publish a new magazine nationwide, which immediately became a hit.

Director Yang was so surprised that he almost stood up, grabbed Hao Pengfei's collar and asked what was going on. However, he noticed the respect shown on Hao Pengfei, so he tactically coughed twice to calm down.

"Oh, what am I talking about? It's inevitable that "Entrepreneur" will sell well. Otherwise, how else can I defy all the opinions and insist on having its first issue distributed nationwide?"

"Yes, you have a sharp vision and a far-sighted vision."

"However, its first issue printed 100,000 copies. You know this figure, right? Isn't it enough to sell?"

"Not enough." Hao Pengfei shook his head, "Far from enough."

As he spoke, he spread out the black leather notebook in his hand, cleared his throat and continued:
"I have compiled statistics on the current demand for goods in various places. You will know after listening to it."

"Hebei, apply for replenishment of 3,000 volumes."

"Anhui, apply for replenishment of 5,000 volumes."

"Jiangsu, apply for replenishment of 8,000 volumes."

"Zhejiang, apply for replenishment of 10,000 copies."

...

Director Yang was shocked, but he didn't say anything...

How many years have you not seen the branch below apply for replenishment like this?
A posture that is completely unafraid of not being able to sell. In fact, they usually give it to them to sell and give them tasks.

This time I felt so conscious.

Director Yang thought to himself, that is indeed not enough.

This round of replenishment alone will wipe out the inventory of "Entrepreneur".

"Okay, I understand." He said calmly, as if everything was expected.

When Hao Pengfei resigned, he did not forget to take a photo: "Director Yang, you have made great contributions to the job and should be rewarded by the bureau."

"Hey, don't mention it or not, we are all serving the people."

As soon as Hao Pengfei left the office, Director Yang ejected from the soft chair. He made one hand into a palm and the other into a fist and smashed them together. His eyes widened: "Is that so?"

He remembered that Li Jiankun gave him a copy of "Entrepreneur", but where did it go...

After searching for a while, I finally found it at the bottom of a pile of old newspapers at the corner of my desk.

Holding the book, Director Yang opened it for the first time and read it carefully.

"Huh? There's something about selling stories about starting a business and getting rich..."

He later realized that this was not just a magazine for fun, it had taken a lot of effort. Then he picked up the phone and called Li Jiankun.

……

……

Evening, same time, same place.

It's not that Li Jiankun likes fried belly, although this restaurant tastes good, and it was Director Yang's choice both times.

Zhou Lan didn't come this time.

"Manager Li, congratulations, I'm very happy."

Director Yang cupped his hands and smiled.

The young secretary next to him had a complicated expression. If he remembered correctly, Lao Yang said this last time: If the first issue of "Entrepreneur" can sell 10,000 copies, I will take his last name!
Of course, at that time, he also thought that the person opposite him was extremely arrogant, unreasonable, and ridiculous when he wanted to print 100,000 copies.

Now, the face is swollen.

So it was not easy for him to arrange Lao Yang.

"It is said that there is a mountain between the lines, but I didn't expect that Manager Li would be so good at jumping into the book circle and publishing magazines. I admire him."

The young secretary said this sincerely.

Really convinced.

You know, there are currently very few magazines in the country that can sell 100,000 copies a month. Obviously, the limit of "Entrepreneur" is not even 100,000 copies.

Looking at this trend, it can definitely compete with "Ancient and Modern Legends" and "Zhiyin".

In other words, the man across from him tried his best to cross industries and at least created a magazine that ranked third in the country.

No support for the wall...

Li Jiankun smiled and asked: "Not enough to sell?"

"It must not be enough! Manager Li, if you take action, the industry will be shocked."

Director Yang said: "We need more printing, a big increase, not only to meet the urgent needs of the working people, but also your magazine, our post and telecommunications, can also make money, hehe..."

"Lao Yang, that's not what you said last time. It's like you're in big trouble and I'm going to make you lose money."

Li Jiankun joked, the magazine is selling well, and he is naturally in a good mood.

Regardless of whether it is a big melon or a small melon, they are all cultivated by themselves, and they have a certain sense of accomplishment.

"Hey, aren't you taking a step too far, brother? I didn't know you were so versatile and could do anything. Come on, drink, I'll punish myself."

Lao Yang drank a cup happily.

As far as the postal and telecommunications system is concerned, it is no small achievement that he single-handedly discovered such a dark horse.

……

……

Last night, Director Yang and the two men drank too much. When he arrived at the Red Star Printing Factory early in the morning, Li Jiankun didn't look very good.

"Brother, I told you not to be so rash, but you don't want to listen... Think about it. Nine times out of ten things will go wrong in life. You will gain wisdom from every experience. You are still young. If you stumble more now, it will be detrimental to the future. Not necessarily a bad thing.”

Feng Dashan poured him a cup of green tea and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Li Jiankun: "?"

Shenma and Shenma.

"Comrade Dashan, I came here today to talk to you about "Entrepreneur" plus..."

"Hey, brother, look at you, you are stuttering when you speak. How much did you lose?" Feng Dashan interrupted him with a long sigh.

I will marry you!
"The 100,000 copies of "Entrepreneur" are almost sold out. I'm here to ask you to print more copies." Li Jiankun said.

"What?!"

Seeing Comrade Dashan's appearance as if struck by lightning, Li Jiankun felt refreshed.

Feng Dashan reached out and touched his forehead to make sure that he was not sick and was not joking, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

How many days has it been?

One hundred thousand copies!

"How much more printing?"

"About 150,000 copies."

Considering that the golden sales period of an issue of "Entrepreneur" is only half a month, this additional printing volume was estimated by Li Jiankun. Even if an additional 200,000 copies are printed, they may still be sold, but there are risks. Wait for the next one As soon as the issue of "Entrepreneur" came out, this issue became the old one.

"His-"

Dare to print it like this, obviously the momentum is so good that you are completely confident to sell it.

Feng Dashan made a calculation in his mind. He knew the cost of printing a copy of "Entrepreneur", and there must be some costs in other aspects. The magazine was priced at five yuan, and if it was printed on the cover, he calculated that the net profit for the book was one yuan. .

Two hundred and fifty thousand copies.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
You know, this thing is still a semi-monthly magazine, and it can sell two crops in a month.

"Brother, you are going to make a lot of money!" His eyes widened and he said in shock.

Li Jiankun patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "With this printing volume, Comrade Dashan, you will make a lot of money."

"Thanks to you, brother, thanks to you." Feng Dashan smiled crookedly.

With this business alone, it will not be a problem for him to earn 10,000 yuan a month in the future.

Before, Li Jiankun said that he would make him rich, and he was still hesitant. Now he just wanted to quickly arrange for good wine and food to support this God of Wealth.

……

……

With Li Jiankun in the capital, Shen Hongyi's visits to the Empress Temple Alley became more frequent.

Today, by chance, she met one of her best friends, Xu Tao, unexpectedly.

Xu Tao came here to give money, but Li Jiankun didn't intend to accept it.

"Shifu, I have taken such a big advantage. If your family doesn't want any more money, I..."

After Li Yunshang returned from the Spring Festival and stayed in the capital for half a month, he went to Pengcheng again and completely abandoned the tavern.

This business has been operating for many years and has a very stable customer base. If you don't make more than three thousand to five thousand a month, it is stable. However, many people learned that the beautiful proprietress Li Yunshang was going to close down her stall, so they decided to turn around.

Li Jiankun thinks that it is better to take advantage of others than to take advantage of his own apprentice.

In addition, with the advent of domestic color film, Xu Tao's hand-painted business became increasingly difficult.

Then he asked her to take over.

The little girl who was a minor back then has now become a tall girl. She has been practicing in business for many years, so she can handle it well.

"Okay Xiaotao, even if you call him master, he won't be short of money." Shen Hongyi persuaded.

Xu Tao's eyes were slightly red, that's what she said, but the master cared too much about her and their family.

As her father said: "If it weren't for Jiankun, how could I be alive today?"

I have been tortured to death by the poor days.

"You are dressed in red." Mrs. Yuying looked at her daughter-in-law-to-be and said, "Remember to come over during the Qingming Festival. It is a holiday after all. Your family is not busy that day, so come and get together."

"Auntie, I'm afraid I won't be able to come. I made an appointment with someone to go play that day." Shen Hongyi said apologetically.

Li Jiankun poked Xu Tao's little head with his finger, telling her to stop there and asked, "Who are you going to play with?"

"Zhou Lan. You gave her so many bonuses. This girl is so arrogant that she doesn't know how to spend it. She insists on inviting me to go to Lotus Mountain to be cool." Shen Hongyi joked.

Before Li Jiankun could say anything, Guifei's lazy man caught some words: "Zhou Lan?"

He opened his eyes wide and thought, wasn't that the same name as the editor-in-chief of "Entrepreneur" magazine, which he regarded as a treasure trove of wealth?

With his heart pounding, he looked at his son and then at his prospective daughter-in-law.

"Which Zhou Lan?" He thought that his daughter-in-law-to-be worked in a newspaper, and it seemed that she was also an editor, so she was in the same circle.

Before Shen Hongyi could speak, he asked again: "You don't work for magazines, do you?"

"Ah." Shen Hongyi nodded and looked at someone.

hum-

Guifei's lazy man quickly came to his son and said, "Why do you want to give Zhou Lan a bonus?"

Li Jiankun touched the tip of his nose: "I created the magazine "Entrepreneur"."

Guifei lazy guy: "???"

ps: Update today, it’s my family’s birthday and I passed out from drinking.

(End of this chapter)