A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Su Fan stayed in the brigade's meeting room all day without coming out.

None of the village's leadership team members left.

They sat around the fire, warming themselves, and no one mentioned going home.

Occasionally, someone would peek into the conference room window.

Seeing Su Fan typing away on the keyboard, he then withdrew and whispered that he was still writing, and then continued to wait.

Its main focus is on companionship.

As dusk fell, the meeting room door finally opened.

Su Fan stepped out of the conference room. He looked up and saw a crowd of people, blurting out, "Holy crap, are you all afraid I'll run away?"

Pan Lei was the first to stand up, asking impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, how did it go?"

Others gathered around, asking questions all at once.

"Have you finished writing?"

"Will it work?"

……

Su Fan sighed and said, "You're all in this situation, what else can I do? If I can't solve it, do you think you'll let me go back?"

Pan Lei shoved him aside and strode into the conference room: "Let me see it!"

Su Fan pointed to the computer on the table: "It's all in there, take a look for yourselves."

A group of people rushed in and surrounded the computer.

Pan Lei squinted, manipulating the mouse as he read through the words one by one.

He reads things slowly, and after reading each section, he has to stop and think about it.

The people around didn't dare to urge them, so they just waited.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of the mouse scrolling could be heard.

After watching for about half an hour, Pan Lei suddenly stopped, frowned, pointed at the screen, and asked Su Fan, "Xiao Fan, I understood the beginning, but what does it mean for the village committee to jointly establish a company? Why do they need to do this?"

Su Fan explained, "Uncle Pan, think about it. If the company is jointly established by the village, then the village committee is a shareholder with a voice and can participate in decision-making. How the scenic area develops, how the profits are distributed, and where the money is spent are all decided by the village, not by outsiders."

Everyone listened attentively.

Su Fan continued, "In addition, there are several benefits. First, the profits stay in the village. When the company makes money, it distributes dividends according to shares, and the village collective gets a share. This money can be used to repair roads, build schools, and improve the village's public facilities, so everyone can benefit."

"Secondly, the villagers are protected. The company is based in the village and prioritizes hiring villagers and purchasing their goods. This will prevent a situation where outside businesses come in and make money while the villagers get nothing, even if the scenic area becomes popular."

"Third, from a long-term development perspective, with the village collective holding shares, no one will sell the scenic area to outside capital for short-term gains. If the brand is ruined, everyone will starve."

"Anyway, the benefits are huge."

Old Zhou nodded vigorously beside him, slamming his rough hand on the table: "This is good for the village! The village must invest! We can't let outsiders make money while we only get scraps!"

Accountant Lao Ma chimed in, "Exactly! I've been an accountant for over twenty years, and I've seen countless outside companies come in to do development, make their money, and leave behind a mess. It's safer for us to be shareholders!"

……

Everyone chimed in, expressing their agreement.

Pan Lei listened without saying anything more, and continued reading.

After watching for another ten minutes or so, I asked, "What exactly is private domain traffic operation?"

Su Fan said, "Uncle Pan, think about it, once tourists come to Mawei Post Station and leave, will we still be able to contact them?"

Pan Lei said, "Contact them? They've already left, what's there to contact?"

"That's the problem. In the old model, tourists would come, visit, and leave, and then the connection would be broken. Whether they would come back next time depended on fate. But private domain is different. When tourists come, we guide them to follow our Weibo, video account, or even download our app. In the future, if there are any activities in the village, such as the peach blossoms blooming, the apricots ripening, or what new delicious food is available, we will send them messages directly. If they find it interesting, they will come again. Once they come once, they become repeat customers. With more repeat customers, word of mouth spreads, and even more people come."

Seeing everyone staring at him, Su Fan gave an example: "For instance, Uncle Pan, if you own a noodle shop, and customers leave after eating, you can leave them your phone number. If you later introduce a new type of noodle with minced meat sauce, you can just call and let them know, and they might come over. That's the same principle as private domain marketing. It's not about waiting for customers to remember; it's about us proactively telling them that we have something new to offer."

Pan Lei thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Isn't that just the village loudspeaker? In the past, if anything happened in the village, the loudspeaker would announce it, and the whole village would know. This one you're using the internet to announce it."

"Yes, Uncle Pan, your analogy is spot on. It's about using the internet, except this loudspeaker isn't for the villagers, it's for the tourists who have visited our area."

Pan Lei said "Oh," indicating that he truly understood this time.

He glanced at the others present; their expressions were all similar.

However, understanding is one thing, but how to actually do it is another.

Pan Lei said, "We old guys don't understand this 'private domain' thing you're talking about, but since it's something young people like, if you say so, then let's do it. If you don't understand, you teach; if you don't know how, you guide. Anyway, don't even think about running away."

Su Fan quickly made his escape: "Uncles and elders, I'm leaving now. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to die here if I don't go to sleep soon."

Pan Lei waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go. Come early tomorrow, you'll come with me to the city."

"Uncle Pan, what am I supposed to do? Please spare me."

Pan Lei put on a stern face and said, "If the leader asked me to explain these things, could I explain them clearly? Could anyone else explain them clearly? If you don't go, who will?"

Su Fan could only agree: "Okay, later, I want to sleep a little longer."

"I'll knock on the door at seven o'clock."

"You're not giving us a way out, are you?"

"Get out of here."

……

Before dawn the next day, Su Fan's door was pounded on loudly again.

Su Fan reluctantly got out of bed and opened the door.

"Uncle Pan, your moaning service is really punctual!"

Pan Lei urged, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and pack. It's better to be early than late."

Ten minutes later, the two went out.

Sitting on the swaying bus, Su Fan thought to himself, "I have to get a car, otherwise all my time will be spent on the road. Money, money, money, it's all about money."

With that in mind, he took out his phone and opened the app for managing song copyrights.

He hadn't looked at this software closely for a while.

It contains many song licensing applications.

Su Fan clicked "agree" on all of them.

He rejected the application for the Yulin Road Fan Hua Bar.

Su Fan knew that this bar was owned by Wang Chuan's younger brother, Wang Hai, and it was not far from Fang Cheng's small bar.

They did a lot of sabotage behind the scenes when they wanted to take over the Formula's tavern.

Su Fan certainly remembered all of this.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't be fooled... I made a mistake, let's start over!"

"What goes around comes around, and karma is a cycle!"