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Chapter 37 Small Goals Achieved

 Evening.

Yu Jiajia stared at the background data and replied to the group or manually from time to time.

Yao Yuan stood in front of the small blackboard and wrote down the lessons he would teach later.

There is a saying that in this small dilapidated warehouse, he suddenly felt like the souls of countless entrepreneurial ancestors had possessed him across time and space. When the wave came, no matter how simple the conditions were, they could not stop his excited heart.

It was like this in the 1980s, it was like this in the 1990s, it was like this in 2000, it was like this in 2008...and then it was gone.

Yu Jiajia stared at the backstage for a while, then stood up to move around, picked up a big box and said, "Hey, I almost forgot, take a look at this."

"What?"

Yao Yuan opened it and found boxes of business cards, all of which were big and small names in the entertainment industry. He was immediately overjoyed: "What a good thing!"

"It's a good thing, but I've been thinking about how to use it. Our monthly subscription is only 30 yuan at most. Unless we add it up and let them subscribe to a few more, these people's phone bills are hundreds or thousands every month. I don't feel sorry for these three.

Melon and two dates.

How about we collect advertising fees and help them promote something."

"Well……"

Yao Yuan thought for a moment, but had no idea at the moment, and said: "Stop it for now, let's study it after we finish this activity."

While the two were talking, Han Tao and Liu Weiwei came back and took turns having dinner.

The newspaper office has a cafeteria, with four meals a day, three meals and a midnight snack. Those who work the night shift have special cars to take them home, and taxis can be reimbursed... This is also the reason why Yao Yuan focused on joining the newspaper office in his previous life. The salary is high, the living conditions are good, and he is prestigious when he goes out.

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There was a time when journalists were known as the uncrowned kings!

It was about 6 o'clock, the last night of 2001.

The cold wind howled and the windows rattled slightly. Most of the office rooms were empty, but the work in the small warehouse on the 13th floor had just begun.

It has been less than 20 days since they officially became SPs, but the tacit understanding between the four of them has been cultivated. The youngest Yao Yuan and Liu Weiwei are both 21 years old, Han Tao is 25 years old, and Yu Jiajia is 30 years old, both are equally young.

The tapping of the keyboard and mouse, the scratching of the pen tip on the paper, and the occasional exchange of opinions...

The energy and enthusiasm emanating from a youthful body easily dissipated the shabby room without heating or air conditioning. Of course, there were also three thermoses on the floor, which were filled every afternoon, solving the problem of employees drinking hot water.

Some of the water dispensers in the newspaper office suddenly felt like they were filled with waste water.

Time passed by unconsciously, and soon it was 11 o'clock.

Yao Yuan twisted his stiff neck and said: "Okay, no one can go to dinner now, let's settle the score."

"Great!"

Liu Weiwei cheered first. She felt that she had performed well during this period and had figured out how to deceive replies.

"Let's start from the beginning, one by one!"

"As of today, I have collected 180,000 mobile phone numbers. I have been too busy recently. Han Tao said that after he does a screening process, he can pick out the duplicates. But the readers of these newspapers I found are**

There are not many forks, I estimate there will be 20,000-30,000 repetitions."

"So our current customers are still the 84,600 who have not subscribed."

"I classified the group text messages and sent them separately at intervals. Plus the content text messages, each person received an average of four messages within ten days. The communication fee was 33840. And we received a reply and deducted the money...ahem!"

Liu Weiwei coughed twice tactically and said: "There are 48,697 items in total, and the revenue is 486,970. After deducting the share and costs, the balance is 385,160! Including the 120,000 earned before, the total is 505,160!"

Her expression was extremely proud, and she waved her fist: "Commander Yao, our small goal has been achieved, exceeding 500,000!!"

Hiss!

Several people were in a daze. Although they knew that the recent performance was great, they still couldn't believe it when the specific figures came out.

What is the concept of 500,000 in 2001?

You can buy seven and a half kilograms of gold, you can buy 1923 bottles of Maotai made in that year, and you can keep an oiran in heaven and earth for three hours!

Yao Yuan was calm and asked: "How much will the local membership of the club increase?"

"It has increased by more than 6,000, exceeding 10,000!"

"How many responses did the movie package attract?"

"There are about 9,000 people, but many of them did not go to consume. Only about 2,000 verification codes were issued to those who ate."

"..."

Yao Yuan suddenly became silent and said after a long silence: "Comrades, I am very disappointed!"

Um?

The cheerful atmosphere suddenly solidified and turned into a bit awkward and overwhelmed.

"Look at your potential, Han Tao, get off the table, and Liu Weiwei, shut up! Are you satisfied with just 500,000?

When you earn 1 million or 10 million in the future, won’t you have to go to the house and demolish the tiles?

Comrades!

Paul Korchagin taught us that a person's life is only once. When he looks back on the past, he will not regret for not maintaining his aggressiveness, nor should he be ashamed of cheering for 500,000 people.

According to the teachings of the sages, I should examine myself three times every day and encourage everyone to share it!"

Yao Yuan had a heartbroken look on his face, and his voice was full of emotions.

whispering sound!

The three people all rolled their eyes, and Yu Jiajia was even more bad-tempered, saying: "You just open your mouth like that. Everyone wants to have fun. What a mess. I think you are a tadpole with a frog tattooed on your body..."

"How to say?"

"You are pretending to be your mother!"

"Hahaha, haah-uh-ah-uh!"

Han Tao smiled like an asthmatic donkey.

"This is called being prepared for danger in times of peace, maintaining combat effectiveness, and knowing nothing."

Yao Yuan shook his head, stood up, knocked on the blackboard, and said: "Okay, let me tell you more. Tomorrow is 2002. From tomorrow to the Spring Festival, the key points of the work are as follows!"

"We will no longer engage in any activities and focus on the steady growth of users."

"Although the movie ticket and package model currently accounts for a small proportion, we must continue to adhere to it. There is no requirement for performance, just go for it when you have time. When the number of merchants increases, we will put it online."

"When recruiting new people, at least find a technician, a planning copywriter, and a serious accountant. At the same time, consider changing to a larger office and adding a few more computers."

"In addition, my internship period is coming to an end soon. I am just waiting for graduation and will focus more on the company. So I ask Han Tao and Liu Weiwei to seriously consider whether to join the company formally or in this part-time form.

Keep helping.”

"..."

Upon hearing this, Han Tao hesitated briefly, but soon calmed down and already had an idea in his mind.

Liu Weiwei struggled even more.

She was a serious college student, and college students were quite valuable these days, so she didn't have to worry about finding a job. But she had to think about how the job she found would compare to this one, or what the prospects of this small, broken company were.

"Okay, the last item, give out the bonus!"

Yao Yuan's atmosphere was a little serious. He took out a few red envelopes from his bag and said, "I've been working hard for this part, come on, come on!"

"Hey, the money will be distributed before a month has passed!"

"Commander Yao is awesome!"

Liu Weiwei put her worries aside for the time being and squeezed the red envelope. It was bulging and heavy. She couldn't help but be overjoyed. She quickly opened it and took a look. Okay!

There is a big pile of brown and yellow, with Tibetans and Hui compatriots on the front, and the Yangtze River Wuxia on the back, all of which are actually five-yuan banknotes!

"Commander Yao, you are so boring!"

"Hey, you are so happy for nothing!"

"What the hell? The money hasn't come out yet, what should I do with it?"

"Don't you get a kickback?"

"Then don't keep some cash as a backup. You should count it first to see how much it is..."

Yao Yuan was thick-skinned and waved his hand: "When the money comes down, add ten cents and pay it again."

(Thanks to Qixingmeng, and...)


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