Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Gu Mingyue stood to the side waiting.

Yi Wu wrote very quickly.

His pen-holding posture wasn't exactly graceful, but his writing was swift and efficient; he could easily produce several promotional slogans in just a few strokes.

After about half a cup of tea's time, he handed over the paper.

Gu Mingyue took it and looked at it.

The paper had four lines of headings written on it.

[Is your empty house just gathering dust? Earn a fortune while you sleep! Don't miss this opportunity!]

Wow! Earn an ounce or two in ten days! Make your guest room more profitable than you!

[Shocking! Aunt Zhang next door has already signed up, what are you waiting for?]

Don't fall behind! Everyone else is making money while you're still cleaning out empty houses!

Gu Mingyue: "..."

She stared at the note, reading it over and over again.

Then he slowly raised his head and stared at Yi Wu.

Yi Wu took a half step back, looking completely bewildered by her gaze.

"Is it poorly written?"

Gu Mingyue laughed, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Is this an ancient version of clickbait headlines on WeChat official accounts?!

Every sentence is sensational! Every sentence hits the nail on the head!

They even used the pressure tactic of referring to "Aunt Zhang next door"!

Gu Mingyue mentally scrutinized Yi Wu several times.

He speaks in such a straightforward and monotonous way that it makes you want to slam your fist on the table.

Ask him a roundabout question, and he can stand there thinking for ages without getting an answer.

When it comes to writing this kind of thing, it's so precise it's like he's got a cheat code, hitting people's weak points without any mercy.

Could it be that the poison that Yi Wu poisoned back then was named "Marketing Account"?

Gu Mingyue was overjoyed! She had discovered another talented person!

"One Five".

"Um?"

"Your task of writing notes to the King of Qi will remain the same. But starting today, you will have one more task."

"What kind of job?"

"Help me write a recruitment advertisement."

She carefully put the title sheet away.

"Three taels of silver per month."

Yi Wu stared at her, remaining silent for a moment.

"This matter is not up to me; it requires His Majesty's approval."

Gu Mingyue chuckled, "It can be approved."

That afternoon, Yan Xiaoliu brought a group of people.

They copied the recruitment notice written by Yi Wu word for word, made three hundred copies, and posted them all over the streets and alleys of Beijing.

From the bustling main street to the narrow alleyways.

Wherever people walk, there are notices posted on the walls in black and white.

The next day, just after Chenshi (7-9 AM).

A long queue had already formed in front of the main branch of Pujitang on Kyoto's main street.

More than two hundred households were crowding outside the gate, jostling each other and shouting louder than the last.

"Is this where you register? The one where you can make money by renting out your house and hosting guests?"

"I have two empty rooms in my house! They have a yard! And they face the sun!"

"My house has three rooms! There's also a large south-facing room that's warm in winter and cool in summer—the most comfortable place to live!"

"Why queue? First come, first served! I saw the notice last night!"

Yan Xiaoliu stood on a high stool by the door, shouting at the top of his lungs over and over again.

"Don't push! One at a time! Register your name and address first, then we'll send someone to view the property!"

"Only those that meet the standards after inspection are allowed to join the Pujitang Homestay project. Those that do not meet the standards, sorry, please leave!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "What are the standards?"

Yan Xiaoliu took a deep breath and continued shouting, "I'll tell you once you're inside and registered!"

On the third day...

There are already more than a thousand registered homestay owners.

Gu Mingyue sat in her office, flipping through a thick stack of registers, a smile involuntarily curving her lips.

enough.

There are over a thousand guesthouses, and even if each guesthouse can provide at least one room, there are also large houses that can provide more than ten side rooms.

It can easily accommodate 20,000 to 30,000 people.

She closed the booklet, stood up, and gave instructions to Lu Qinghe.

"Notify Wen Yanzhi that a training program for a thousand people will begin the day after tomorrow."

Two days later.

The newly built open space behind the logistics park was bustling with people.

More than a thousand homestay owners, plus two hundred reception staff selected by Yan Xiaoliu from the Juhong Base family compound.

They sat densely packed all over the ground.

Wen Yanzhi stood on the high platform at the very front.

A huge white cloth hung behind him, with the twelve core standards of the training written on it in bold ink.

He had been training at the palace for six full days.

With people from Prince Qi's residence watching over them, the eunuchs in the palace were making unexpectedly good progress in their studies.

Now it's their turn.

Wen Yanzhi opened the manual and cleared his throat.

"First rule. Treat guests with utmost respect; greet them with a smile when they enter."

He would say something, and the fifteen training instructors behind him would demonstrate it on the spot, their movements perfectly synchronized.

The people in the audience followed suit and learned.

Bending down, reaching out, to greet.

Some people bent over at a 90-degree angle, turning a greeting into an apology.

Some people are so nervous they can't smile; their face is shaking so much that their smile looks worse than crying.

Some people stood still, unsure of what to do with their hands, their hands and feet completely disorganized.

Wen Yanzhi was not impatient.

He stood on the stage, having people correct him, and the experienced mentors guided the newcomers one by one.

If something is wrong, stop and start over until it's acceptable before continuing.

Three days of training.

After discussing etiquette, we moved on to service operation guidelines.

Finally, we will discuss the overall operation and the business connection process with the main branch.

The process continues every day from Chenshi (7-9 AM) to Youshi (5-7 PM), with only two breaks in between.

By the time the event ended on the third day, the sky had turned a fiery orange-red.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire open space in a warm glow, making one feel at ease just by looking at it.

Thousands of people stood up and stretched their muscles.

They walked out in twos and threes, their faces showing a kind of eagerness.

They walk with a cheerful air when they have the opportunity to make money from empty houses.

After the guesthouse was running smoothly, Wen Yanzhi and Yan Xiaoliu went about their respective tasks.

After an on-site inspection and acceptance, those who pass the inspection will sign a rental entrustment agreement and be provided with Pujitang standard bedding.

Things are moving forward one by one.

It cost nearly ten thousand taels.

Gu Mingyue checked the system panel.

[Task Balance: 43,000 taels]

[Remaining time: 10 days.]

In the evening, Gu Mingli came to the construction site to inspect the progress of the stadium construction.

The brother and sister met at the logistics park.

Gu Mingli checked the latest progress of the stadium with her.

The scaffolding for the stands has been erected, and the flooring is being laid. It will be completed in another seven or eight days.

The remaining issue is figuring out what to eat while watching the game.

After finishing their business, the two came out of the office.

The sky had darkened, and twilight spread between the eaves and treetops.

Gu Mingyue stood at the doorway and stretched her shoulders and neck.

"Brother, I want to eat rice cake."

Which company is it?

"That old shop at the intersection of Dongshi Street."

Gu Mingli looked at the sky.

It's not too late yet. The East Market Street intersection is only a quarter of an hour away from here, so the shops should still be open.

"Let's go, I'll take you shopping."

The two boarded the carriage.

Yi Shi drove the carriage in front, while Yi Wu, Tao Zhi, and Gong Huo rode in the carriage behind.

Four shadow guards were scattered in the shadows around the carriage, following it silently.

Darkness didn't fall quickly; a fiery red glow still lingered in the west.

The streets were still bustling and difficult to walk on.

The carriage turned into a narrow alley with few people.

This is the shortcut to Dongshi.

The alley is lined with earthen walls of houses, and a trumpet vine climbs on top of the walls, blocking out most of the sky above.

The light dimmed.

A lantern hangs in front of a house some distance from the alley entrance.

suddenly.

Yi Shi pulled on the reins.

The carriage slowly came to a stop.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Mingli lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside.

There were four people standing about ten steps ahead in the alley.

They were dressed in dark short-sleeved shirts, carrying knives, and their faces were covered with black cloth, revealing only their eyes.

He's an assassin!