At this time, Wang Junlin suddenly thought of a question, looked at Old Man Sun and said: "The original agreement was 50-50, and the profit will be the next half of yours. When you leave later, Mr. Sun must not forget to ask for help from Butler Zhang."
Take your share of the money."
"Master Hou..."
Jingtian wanted to say something, but Wang Junlin waved his hand and interrupted him. He knew what Jingtian wanted to say.
After hearing what Wang Junlin said, Old Man Sun was not at all happy. Instead, he looked panicked and said hurriedly: "Master Hou, I took everyone together and thought that 50% of us is too much. I really feel uneasy."
, we only want 10%, and I hope you will never refuse, Mr. Hou."
No one would object to the lack of money, and Old Man Sun and the others were certainly no exception. The reason why they agreed to 50/50 was because they never thought that Xiaoyu Theater would be so profitable. The profit was hundreds of times greater than they imagined.
.The money they make in this month can be worth what they have spent ten years. In this era, status is often related to wealth. If a wealthy businessman does not have a matching background, he will end up with nothing.
The consequences of family destruction.
Therefore, after making so much money, Old Man Sun and the others began to worry about gains and losses, and began to panic. Moreover, they were also simple-minded, knowing that without the Qin'an Hou Mansion, they would never have had the slightest chance of making so much money, not to mention, even early.
He was persecuted by those ruffians and didn't even have enough to eat. He might starve to death or be bullied to death.
"This... is not good! What we promised..." Although Wang Junlin could see Old Man Sun's concerns, the values that he had developed in later generations still made him feel incredible.
With a thud, Old Man Sun knelt down and said in an even more panic: "Master Hou, if you don't agree, I will have no choice but to take everyone back to open the hook bar."
Wang Junlin gave a wry smile and wanted to help Old Man Sun up, but the old man became more and more panicked. Seeing this, Wang Junlin had no choice but to say: "In that case, I will obey you! What you get is what you are doing. As long as I am here, I will do it."
It will ensure that you will be rich and safe throughout your life."
When Old Man Sun heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. In this era when the lives of ordinary people were as fragile as straw, Wang Junlin's promise was what they needed most.
After Wang Junlin helped the distraught old man Sun up, he forced the two of them to sit down, and ordered his servants to serve tea. After thinking for a moment, he said to them: "The bonus Ben Hou of Xiaoyu Theater and Miss Xiaoyu are together.
Take 60%, Mr. Sun, you will take 10%, and take another 30%. Jingtian, you and Zhang Jike will each take 10%, and the other 10%, Jingtian, you decide to give to the backbone members of the Red Sword Society."
Jingtian was overjoyed when he heard this. He has led the Red Knife Club to fully participate in the establishment and normal operation of seventeen Xiaoyu theaters these days. He knows how profitable this new industry is. He bowed to Wang Junlin with great respect and said
: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Marquis. Jingtian is willing to serve you."
Wang Junlin smiled and waved for Jingtian to stand up, and then said: "I heard that Xiaoyu set the salary and bonus system for the people below. You two complained quite a bit, thinking it was too generous. Don't doubt this. When the time comes, you will
You will know the benefits of doing this. Including anything Xiaoyu decides in the future, you cannot implement it with any discount. If you really have different opinions, you can tell Xiaoyu and me."
Old Man Sun and Jingtian looked at each other, saluted in unison, and said, "Yes, Lord Marquis."
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Watching the two people leaving, Wang Junlin had an unpredictable smile in his eyes.
In this world, only he and Nie Xiaoyu know that in this era without television, the Internet, movie theaters, and newspapers, goulan or theater will be people's favorite spiritual and cultural enjoyment, and this is by no means just a way to spend their free time.
A good place for time, this will be a treasure land. Under the control of him and Nie Xiaoyu, this treasure land will become a huge force, the birthplace of public opinion in the Sui Dynasty, and the intersection of all kinds of news.
Wang Junlin, who has experienced the information explosion era in later generations, knows very well how powerful public opinion is. The so-called words of people are formidable and the so-called public opinion is the source of gold. Public opinion can kill people invisible. It can even lead to rebellion and change of dynasties.
Public opinion cannot be bypassed, because public opinion can even represent the people's hearts in many cases. Even in this ignorant era, if it is used properly, it will be regarded as God's will. If used well, at the right time, it can play a role that can withstand thousands of armies.
What happened to the Yu family this time is a vivid example. Rather than saying that the Yu family was ultimately destroyed by various forces and the emperor, it would be better to say that it was harmed by the "Longevity Scripture" that did not exist in the first place.
Moreover, Wang Junlin has had an idea in the past few days. If this power is combined with the Wulin branch and the Ghost Eye Intelligence Organization, what kind of scene will it be and what kind of power will be exerted. In addition, there is another
An extremely important factor - the one who leads all of this is Nie Xiaoyu, who can calculate and plan everything very accurately and has the most powerful overall planning ability in the world.
When Wang Junlin was lying on a recliner, thinking about the future, Shen Guang came. He was holding seven versions of the "Longevity Scripture" that he bought casually from the street, and said to Wang Junlin with excitement: "Qi Zhenhou
Lord, seven editions of the "Longevity Scripture" have begun to be sold in various bookstores and stalls in the capital."
At the same time, in the secret room of the Yu Mansion, Yu Zhongheng and Yu Zhengchao were in a daze holding a copy of the "Longevity Scripture" that the housekeeper had just sold from a bookstore outside. Then their faces turned pale, their bodies began to tremble, and their faces were full of despair.
"Chao'er, pack up immediately, select your ten most trusted guards, dress up as a caravan, and rush out of the city. Run away anonymously and preserve the incense for our direct descendants of the Yu family." At a certain moment, Yu Zhongheng suddenly reacted.
, his body shook, and he said to Zhengchao.
Yu Zhengchao jumped up from his chair, knelt down with red eyes, kowtowed to Yu Zhongheng three times, and said while crying: "Father, take care.
After saying that, he got up and ran out.
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Bang!
In the imperial study room of the imperial palace, Sui Emperor Yang Jian smashed the last thing he could lift on the ground. Lying at the door was a beautiful palace maid aged sixteen or seventeen, her head was dented by the smash.
"Publish an edict to bully the emperor in his family. This is a heinous crime. The entire family will be imprisoned in heaven. All the men will be beheaded three days later. All family members will be sold and made slaves for generations. The family property will be given to the King of Han. If there is resistance, he will be killed without mercy."
After a long time, the hope of a long life was shattered, and the joy turned to great sadness, and the hope turned to despair. Yang Jian, who felt that he had been fooled, finally calmed down, hoarsely, and issued a cold and incomparable decree.
Hou Quande, the commander-in-chief of the Hou Guan Mansion, who was already waiting at the door and had already mobilized enough manpower, bowed and said: "I sincerely comply with your Majesty's will."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Quande turned around and left quickly.
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