"It's more than forty days during the summer vacation. It's a lot of fun. When I return to Peking in September, I'll be busy again. Then don't blame me for being too busy." He smiled.
"Don't complain, don't complain."
"What kind of business? Brother Guang, please reveal it in advance!"
"That's right, it's okay if I don't tell you. But if you tell me, it makes me feel itchy. Tell me, are there any pictures that make money?"
"As for the business, I can't say it now. I asked Xi Ming and Dong Xia to go back this time just for this matter. Our experiment there was successful and we will start it when we come back in September. You'd better have a good rest." After Lin Xiaoguang finished speaking, he said
No words will be revealed to the outside world.
After saying this, the money began to be distributed.
In the thirty days of June and the fifteenth day of July, more than 1.5 million copies were sold, with sales of 150,000.
Give 15,000 to Xiaojiacun and 45,000 to the general and sub-generals, leaving 90,000.
Lin Xiaoguang's expenses include house rent of 20 yuan, water and electricity not included, labor expenses of 700 yuan, and dividends for Guo Hongbing and three others, 4,464 yuan each.
He placed the dividends in front of him one by one, stared at the three people and said with a smile: "This is the last dividend, take it."
None of the three people took action.
"In addition..." He smiled, and then paid the salary: "One and a half months, logically speaking, I should pay 75, but I paid enough, two months, and the remaining half month is paid vacation. You guys have fun.
Play."
Hearing this, Guo Hongbing smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, then I'll have fun."
When the other two saw this, they also took the money.
After leaving the production base, he met Ye Wendong again.
"There is nothing to hand over. The core is just the agency system. You can understand this at a glance. The key is how to manage it on a daily basis."
"You need someone financial, reliable, and attentive."
As he was talking, he actually saw Ye Wendong taking out a pen and paper to take notes. He was also amused, but he had to hold back his laughter and continue to talk seriously.
"In terms of finance, each generation must hand over every penny of the money from the paintings sold to the general agent. The same goes for the general agent. A penny should be given to sales, who will then hand it over to finance. There is no time limit on how long it takes.
, but since the agents are all young people, if they can’t save money, they will spend the money, and we can’t let the money stay in their hands for too long.”
"Well, that makes sense." Ye Wendong agreed deeply.
"The finances are no longer a problem. How to divide the rest is your business, I don't care."
"What about printing?"
"In terms of printing, if you are an OEM, you just have to ensure that you can sell it. The more people you have, the more you can sell. Of course, when the ceiling of the market reaches the ceiling and elementary school students have it, you won't be able to sell it.
, please note, a summer vacation only lasts forty days, which is not enough."
"Anything else that needs attention?"
"Besides, it's transportation. In the past, I only hired that GAZ truck. You have good hands and eyes, and you should be able to handle trains. But if you want to sell your paintings across the country, I advise you to find a sales and finance person in each province and let it go.
They do it and nothing else matters.”
At this point, Lin Xiaoguang had nothing to say, so he left directly.
Ye Wendong shouted from behind: "If I really make a lot of money, I owe you a favor. If anything happens in the future, you can come to me."
"Okay." Lin Xiaoguang waved his hand and left without looking back.
The next day, a group of eight of them, including Lin Zhaoyan, took a bus to Peiping Station to return to their hometown.
Anyang came to see him off.
The train was about to start, and the conductor had already blown the whistle. Seeing that she was a little reluctant to leave, Lin Xiaoguang teased: "How about you come back with me and meet my parents?"
"I'm going to die!" Anyang suddenly refused.
When this joke came out, the sadness of separation was gone. There was no one on the platform except for the railway conductor.
"You will miss me when you go back, right?"
"Definitely. Every day before I go to bed, I think, I can't sleep without you." Lin Xiaoguang became more and more skilled at these words, almost blurting them out.
"Yangyang." Suddenly someone shouted.
"Ah?" An Yang turned around and looked at him with a confused look on his face.
I saw a young man wearing a green military uniform of the People's Liberation Army, carrying a large luggage backpack, standing on the platform. People's Liberation Army soldiers were pouring out of the train door next to him.
"elder brother?"
An Hai put down the bag in his hand, threw down the backpack on his back, rushed over and held An Yang in his arms.
Lin Xiaoguang was dumbfounded.
"Brother, have you changed careers?" Anyang was very excited.
After hugging, An Hai stabilized his mind, then looked at Lin Xiaoguang standing next to him, with an unkind look on his face, and asked: "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"
"Brother, he is Xiaoguang, my... classmate." An Yang's cheeks were slightly red, but he was still embarrassed to say the word "object".
Hearing this, An Hai became even more embarrassed: "Why are you still standing? The train is about to leave, so hurry up and leave!"
"Brother, An An will be taken care of by you. See you later." Lin Xiaoguang said these words and immediately went straight to the train door. Under the unkind look of the conductor, he climbed onto the train.
"Come back here, what did you call me just now?" An Hai was angry.
What was left to him was his back. Just as he was about to chase him, the train door closed.
"Consider him lucky!"
The train started, and more than twenty hours later, Lin Xiaoguang returned to his hometown in Chang'an County, carrying a schoolbag containing a bankbook worth 150,000 yuan.
Father Lin went to work in the suburban branch, which was a bit far away, but the house in the family home of the Chang'an County Public Security Bureau was still reserved for them, and there was no intention of confiscating it or driving them to live in the family home of the suburban branch.
That's why he came back here.
When we got home and picked up chopsticks to eat, Mother Lin talked about it.
"I don't know which grandson is responsible for the mischief. I don't like our family. Your father has done a good job in the bureau. Xiaochuan's mother said a few days ago that the bureau plans to recommend him to study at the party school and come back to the city bureau. To be appointed, just mention the deputy bureau. It would be better now. Go to the suburbs and go to work every day. It takes more than half an hour just to travel by car. You have to get up at around six o'clock every morning. It's after eight o'clock when you get back from get off work in the afternoon. How can this be? Did someone do it?”
Yang Wenshu is not a good person.
Lin Xiaoguang almost choked when he heard this, and couldn't help asking: "Mom, my father was promoted by half a level. Was it the wrong promotion?"
"It's true that it's wrong."
Yang Wenshu shook her head: "That's what Xiaochuan said. I guess it's half true and half false. Being promoted to deputy bureau doesn't necessarily count, and it only counts if you get promoted. Just talk about it, and no one will be able to implement it one day."
Know."
"Then what are you complaining about?" Lin Xiaoguang breathed a sigh of relief, having been shocked just now.
"Your dad used to do criminal investigation, and he did a good job, and I liked it a lot. Now it's better. He's been transferred to the suburbs to work as a political worker. He's such a rough guy. How can he be like this? I really don't think he's suitable. Maybe something will go wrong at work another day.
, then it’s over.” Yang Wenshu was worried.
"Mom, how can you be like this? If you don't expect good things, you only hope for bad things, and hope that my dad will go wrong at work?"
"Little brat, what are you talking about? I just said, it's not enough to care about your dad. You are the only one who cares. You and your son have a good relationship. I am a bad person, okay?" Yang Wenshu was unhappy.
"My fault, my fault." Lin Xiaoguang just wanted to give himself a big mouth.
However, there was a lot of resentment in my mother's words. It seemed that it was not only because of my father's transfer, but also for other reasons. What could it be? He thought.
He remembered this, and when he investigated later, Yan Dongming came to visit him.
"Xiaoguang, the brigade will have a good harvest this year. People from the commune have already arrived, and people from the county are also on the way. What do you think we should do now?"