In December 1979, although the winter sunshine was not hot enough, it still worked very hard to shine into Jiang Shan's office.
Looking at the mist rising in the teacup, Liao Mingzu couldn't help but swallow.
"Chief Jiang," he said, sitting upright on the sofa:
"Not to mention sold out, as long as you can help us sell half of the tapes, you have saved our company.
Do you know how many months our company has not paid bonuses? Even wages can only be paid at the lowest level."
Jiang Shan said nothing, only nodded slightly.
"However, this cannot be blamed on the superiors," Liao Mingzu analyzed the specific matters in detail: "After all, I didn't make a penny, and I even borrowed 40,000 yuan from others."
Jiang Shan smiled and said in his heart, it’s good that you know.
"He just didn't give me a penny. As a factory director, I have no problem with that either."
Liao Mingzu, who had been struggling like a hawk for half a year, seemed to have found an excellent person to talk to:
"But you have to know that many of the employees who came here with me have a very stable job income just like me before.
So far, I have not enjoyed my previous promise. I really feel...feel..."
When it comes to the depth of love, Liao Mingzu can hardly hold the teacup in his hand.
"You feel sorry for them, don't you?"
"I really can't help them."
In the first year after the establishment of "Pacific" Video, due to the limited number of employees, there was no way to subdivide the job positions.
Employees who have developed a certain skill become a decathlete.
From recording and tuning to tape recording and packaging, and even debugging machines and repairing broken tapes, I can all do a decent job for you.
But compared with the hard work they put in, their income was really like a dragonfly on the water... before they had time to take a closer look, they flew away again.
"Mr. Liao," Jiang Shan said slowly:
"Actually, you don't need to blame yourself. After all, what you are doing now is the first of its kind in China. The second person might not be able to do it as well as you!"
"Just try your best to comfort me!"
"What I said is the truth," Jiang Shan was indeed comforting him: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, but the difficulty is that there is no direction."
"Yes, I really don't know where to go now," Liao Mingzu muttered to himself, and the next second:
"By the way, Section Chief Jiang, didn't you just say you could help me sell out all the items?"
"Yes," Jiang Shan nodded firmly: "I can indeed help you, but...it depends on whether you can trust me!"
Although Liao Mingzu came here because of his fame, he, a man who is nearly 40 years old, would never casually say: I believe you, of course I believe you...such sleep talk.
"Chief Jiang, you said before that there is no market for this tape in Xiangjiang," Liao Mingzu asked in detail: "Then where is the market for it?"
"Of course it is here," Jiang Shan pointed to the fertile land at his feet: "There is no more suitable place than this."
"This?" Liao Mingzu instantly put away his hopeful eyes: "How is this possible?"
Jiang Shan asked back: "Why is it impossible?"
"Chief Jiang," Liao Mingzu said with a frown, "You must also know that there is a song that is banned from being sung in public places these days."
"You're talking about "Nostalgia", right?"
"Yes, that's it," Liao Mingzu continued: "If even songs like "Hometown Love" are banned, then this box of "Rose Blooms Everywhere" will have no chance of survival."
According to the rules and regulations of the book "How to Identify Pornographic Songs", "Rose Blooms Everywhere" is indeed more competent than "Nostalgic Love"!
"But, as far as I know," Jiang Shan stated the facts: "Nowadays, Li Guyi still sings "Hometown Love" every time he goes to a public stage."
Faced with all kinds of criticism of "Nostalgia" from the outside world, Li Guyi has never been afraid for a day.
How to sing, how to sing!
Not only can she sing whenever she wants, but she will also change the original repertoire on the spot and perform "Nostalgic Love" as long as she has the opportunity to contact her superiors.
The most awesome one was that he even dared to voice his grievances in front of Comrade Xian Nian: Can you please comment on what is wrong with "Nostalgia"?
No one else would dare to be so arrogant!
After all, I have to envy others for having a well-known husband.
"That's because every time Li Guyi performs somewhere," Liao Mingzu told Jiang Shan, "the audience in the audience will shout to her: Nostalgia, Nostalgia..."
After saying this, Liao Mingzu himself was stunned for the first time.
The next second, he quickly looked at Jiangshan with an expression of sudden realization.
"Do you feel the smell?" Jiang Shan shook the match in his hand, and after a thin wisp of smoke floated out, he said slowly:
"Let's assume for a moment that if you have a batch of "Nostalgia" tapes in your hands right now, do you think you will have trouble selling these tapes?"
Listening to Jiang Shan's hypothesis, Liao Mingzu actually followed it through.
When a burst of light smoke dispersed, his eyes seemed to see more clearly:
"How can you be worried about selling? Do you know how famous Comrade Li Guyi is now? Today's "Nostalgia" has been heard almost all over the country."
"Mr. Liao," Jiang Shan continued to ask, "do you know what the masses call Comrade Li Guyi now?"
"Li Lijun."
"Why?"
"Because the public feels that Li Guyi's singing style is very similar to Teresa Teng."
"Compared with "Rose Blooms Everywhere" and "Nostalgia"," Jiang Shan then asked, "whose style is more like Teresa Teng?"
"Needless to say," Liao Mingzu could not help but smile at this moment: "Teresa Teng also sang the song "Rose Blooms Everywhere" in her album."
“Judging from the fact that people are trying every possible means to buy Teresa Teng,” Jiang Shan concluded:
"As long as there is a tape of "Rose Blooms Everywhere" on the market, people will definitely rush to pay for it."
"Fighting...to pay?"
After listening to Jiang Shan's analysis, Liao Mingzu truly believed that the people in the mainland would widely accept the tape "Rose Blooms Everywhere".
After all, the tracks in this box all follow the Teresa Teng route.
However, it is a bit exaggerated to say that people will compete for it.
Thinking of this, Liao Mingzu looked at Jiangshan and said with a smile: "Reporter Jiang, do you know how much this tape costs if converted into RMB?"
"How much?"
7 yuan, or 8 yuan? I remember that Fei Xiang’s hit in 1983 was priced at a sky-high price of 15 yuan by "Pacific News".
But, even so, they are often sold out.
"More than 7 yuan," Liao Mingzu made a gesture of seven: "Do you think this price will cause people to rush to buy it?"
At this time, the salary of ordinary people is only about 30 yuan.
"You underestimate the power of our people,"
Jiang Shan stood up and brought a newspaper over: "Let's take a look, this is the Oriental Metropolis Daily that was just released today."
"Where are you looking?" Liao Mingzu really didn't want to read the newspaper.
"This," Jiang Shan pointed to one of the long articles: "The article written by the Yiwu County Secretary himself has been reprinted by our newspaper."
"Use rags that cost 5 cents a pound to tie a mop..."
"That's not it," Jiang Shan interrupted Liao Mingzu in time, pointed directly at a piece of text and said, "Look from here."
"When the movie "A Dream of Red Mansions" was played in the county, Comrade He Haimei quickly raised a borrowed "Seagull" brand camera.
Afterwards, she took the developed photos and hawked them in front of the cinema, earning a net profit of 33 yuan in just three nights.
Later, He Haimei, who had tasted the benefits, developed a large number of stills of "Dream of Red Mansions" and sold them to more than a dozen peddlers.
I promised that the original price would be recovered if it failed to sell, but I never thought that these photos would be so popular as soon as they entered the market. One of the "Bao Dai photo" even sold for a high price of two yuan a piece..."
When he read the last sentence, Liao Mingzu's voice couldn't help but get louder: "Can a black and white photo be sold for two yuan?"
Sitting aside, Jiang Shan nodded: "This is still in a small town called Yiwu."
"It's amazing," Liao Mingzu said with emotion: "Now people are so willing to let go?"
"You dare to take the risk to buy Teresa Teng," Jiang Shan said earnestly: "For your own good, what else can you not dare to buy?"
Once the wheel of history reaches its destination, no one can stop it!
It doesn't care whether you can accept it or not, you can only find ways to adapt to it!
"Chief Jiang," in less than an hour, Liao Mingzu seemed to have received a market economics lesson: "You understand the market."
No wonder Zhou Zishen recommended Comrade Jiangshan to himself. It was indeed not easy!
"Let me ask you," Liao Mingzu suddenly changed his honorific: "If we really want to put "Rose Blooms Everywhere" into the mainland market, what should we "Pacific" do?"
"If you really have this plan," Jiang Shan said clearly:
"Not only will I teach you how to do it step by step, but I will also ensure that none of the 800,000 tapes will be sold, but these operations must be based on a premise."
"What's the premise?" Liao Mingzu, who couldn't hold himself any longer, asked impatiently.
"Of course I signed the contract," Jiang Shan handed over a business card in time: "I am a promotion planner for a regular company, a very formal one."
"Great." Looking at the introduction of the joint venture on the business card, Liao Mingzu felt even more relieved: "If I don't sign a contract with you, I really don't know what to do."
"Me too," Jiang Shan said with a smile: "Now... let's talk about the details of cooperation!"
"Talk now?"
"Of course, the longer it is delayed, the greater the loss will be," Jiang Shan said, knocking on the coffee table:
"At that time, can your boss tolerate you? Besides, if we can make money earlier, our Pacific employees can also resume their wages and benefits earlier. Do you know how good the benefits of our newspaper are?"
"How good is it?"
"In addition to due wages and bonuses, there is also..."
"Boss,"
Suddenly, Ding Lingling ran into the office like a gust of wind: "The accountant just told us to go to the finance office to get the enamel pot."
Liao Mingzu: "..."
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Shan didn't even turn around, but still looked at him and said, "We have been informed to get the pot."
"It's really good!" Liao Mingzu glanced at the other employee with envy, Comrade Ding Lingling, who looked excited.
Not to mention letting go of the blame for your own "Pacific Ocean", if you don't solve the problem, it will probably be almost impossible to get rid of the problem.
"Talk," Liao Mingzu immediately said cruelly: "Let's talk now!"
"good!"
After a while, the framework of the entrustment contract was basically finished.
With Liao Mingzu's current official title, he has no right to continue the conversation.
Everything must be discussed after he goes back to ask for instructions.
At this moment, the two people sitting on the two single sofas entered a state of great gain.
After Jiang Shan took a cigarette from the other party, he casually pressed the switch of the recorder placed on the coffee table.
[Rose roses are blooming everywhere, youth is everywhere, and the unstoppable spring breeze blows into the chest...]
"What song is this? It's so nice!"
"Yes, it sounds really nice."
"Who sang it? What a great voice!"
"Why does my voice sound a bit like Zhu Fengbo's?"
"Zhu Fengbo has also sung this song?"
"Chief Jiang, can't you make the sound louder?"
"Yes, Section Chief Jiang, let everyone listen to such a beautiful song!"
The two of them, who were leaning leisurely on the sofa before, turned their heads and looked out the window at the same time.
What they didn't expect was that at this moment, more than a dozen newspaper employees were standing in the corridor outside the window.
Each employee also holds an enamel box in his hand.
On these enamel boxes, there are big white rabbits that look like happy dumplings. Anyone who sees them can't help but take a few more glances!
