"Wow, this music store is really good. It's right near my home, and I haven't discovered it yet?"
"Yes, yes, I thought the newspapers were all lies. I like this style."
"Ah - look, look, look, that's Chu Fengya's promotional photo, right? It's not published to the public, and it also has a signature! Take a photo for me..."
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Suppressing their excited voices, the chirping sounds like the chirping of sparrows came from a group of little girls, who looked like high school students of sixteen or seventeen years old, full of energy. Of course, they were not all students with little spending power. Most of the people in the store were adults, and some were families.
Adults bring children, and some come alone. The former have a slightly clearer goal, commenting on a certain musical instrument on the wall, or discussing the price in a low voice, while the latter tend to be more casual, walking around, like sightseeing.
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No matter what you do, there is always some movement. In this way, Tangyun Qinxie has become quite crowded with customers, contrary to the deserted and literary atmosphere since its opening.
This change made Tang Chao, who was standing in the hall, a little at a loss. It was Saturday and there was nothing to do. He originally wanted to come over for a day, but now, looking left and right, he really didn't know which guest to greet.
There is naturally a reason for the sudden improvement in business, and it is the credit of yesterday's Lingjiang Modern Newspaper. The traditional media that has been 11 years old still has some residual power, especially the old local newspapers, which are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although Guo Mulan has left to study abroad,
But the last report, or advertisement, she published continued to spread its influence.
That bottle of beer in the Tang Dynasty was really not in vain. Guo Mulan was really concerned about this matter. The headlines on the front page took up a whole page. Not to mention the content and pictures, they were all just right, exquisite and detailed, and extremely
I would like to praise you as much as you can, your professional quality is excellent!
Therefore, there is such a lively scene now.
After standing there and thinking for a while, Tang Chao walked behind the cashier counter, sat down, and silently took out the triangular sign indicating no bargaining, put it away, and acted like he was opening a shop casually and doing business like a Buddhist.
There is nothing to say hello to. Tang Yunqinxie's target group is very clear. It is not for novices, of course, the exception is those with a lot of money. Those who know the business basically don't need to introduce it. After all, Tang Chao has no intention of using any sales techniques to fool people.
You get what you pay for, and it is clearly stated on the table. Those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand are welcome to visit next time.
Despite this, businesses are still opening one after another, not too many, at least compared to the flow of customers entering the store, the ratio is really low.
This is a normal situation. One reason is that the price is not close to the people. There are not so many wealthy people. Even if it is for the sake of children, the cost must be considered comprehensively. At least, you have to go back and discuss it again. The second reason is that advertising is what it is.
There are always more people watching than actually buying.
Of course, as long as the base number goes up, the trading volume will naturally increase.
So even if you don’t buy but just look at it, Tang Dynasty welcomes it. Because there is a bit of metaphysics in opening a store and doing business, which is mainly reflected in the popularity. Anyone who has done business knows that two fruit stalls placed together,
The quality of the varieties of fruits sold is roughly the same, there is no difference, but if the first customer chooses one of the fruit stalls, then most subsequent passengers will choose that one, even if they have to wait in line to pay, rather than the empty one next to it.
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This is the truth, so some people in business do not consider how to improve product quality, service attitude, etc., but instead spend a lot of money to ask so-called masters to set up Feng Shui bureaus in an attempt to take shortcuts and make money every day...
Ding Ling Ling said, "Hey, business is good. It seems I'm worried for nothing." A familiar voice came, and Tang Chao raised his head in surprise. Zhong Wanqing, dressed in casual clothes, stood in front of the counter with a smile, "Sister Qing! Why didn't you call first when you came here?
I said hello, but I missed my greeting from afar. Please forgive me."
Hearing this, Zhong Wanqing rubbed her arms as if she was short of clothes, with a disgusted expression: "Hey - don't dress me like this, you're so fake!"
"Haha, doesn't this show enthusiasm? If you don't like it, I'll change it... Come on, just take a look. I'm too busy, so I won't entertain you."
"Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang, you, hahaha..."
A few jokes were made. Zhong Wanqing was here to do business nearby, and her colleagues and their cars were outside, so she came over to take a look at her on the spur of the moment. Looking at her in casual clothes, she must have been a traffic patrol officer and successfully returned to her original post after her excessive work -
Although this person is also a member of the Xie family, the relationship is quite far apart, and the recent turmoil in the Xie family cannot involve her.
Since you have come, there is no reason to go back empty-handed.
After looking around for a while, without much choice, Zhong Wanqing picked up a guzheng worth nearly 5,000 yuan. He said it was bought for the leader's children, that is, as a gift. This was naturally a joke, and the Tang Dynasty did not bother to dig deeper.
, the main thing is that this owner is really not short of money, he can easily give away Harley motorcycles... Just write down the favor, directly package the package, swipe the card, and issue the receipt.
However, after pressing the Enter key of the cashier system, Tang Chao couldn't help but be startled. A big yellow round face appeared on the desktop computer screen, with soybean-sized eyes blinking, a bit wretched. Immediately, it suddenly opened.
The big mouth went from left to right, from top to bottom, and in just a short breath, it chewed up all the pages on the screen, and the computer screen went black.
The cashier computer has a dual screen, and there is a small screen outside the counter, which is mainly used to show customers the price tags of musical instruments in the system, indicating transparency and no tricks. So Zhong Wanqing also saw this scene and blurted out: "Snake virus!"
"Ah?" Tang Chao couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard this. There is no doubt about the virus, but the codename Snake... does it describe the action of chewing the page just now? Don't say it, it is quite vivid.
"This is a new type of Internet virus that appeared recently, um, about a week ago. Its full name is Snake." Zhong Wanqing explained, "It mainly targets the internal systems of enterprises and institutions, such as the museum not far away.
, I got hit two days ago, haha, fortunately it is a museum, it did not cause any economic losses... Because it just came out not long ago, so far it has only been found in the Lingjiang area, and the technical department judged that the risk level is not very high.
Still under investigation..."
After a pause, he looked at the black screen and shook his head, "I'm afraid your cash register computer won't be usable for the time being. I heard it's quite troublesome to restore it."
"That's it...it's okay, I have a spare."
Tang Chao did not hesitate too much and simply unplugged the computer cord, asked Zhong Wanqing to help look at the store, moved a spare cash register computer from the back storage room, installed the connection, and printed out the invoice.
It was a small incident, but it had no impact. Afterwards, there was no exchange of words. She must have a mission, so Zhong Wanqing picked up the guzheng and simply walked away, coming and going in a hurry, with the familiar vigor and resoluteness.
For the next whole day, Tang Chao basically stayed at the cashier. There was an endless stream of customers in the store, coming and going, and there was basically no free time. It was not easy to go to Xianyu to sharpen his knife and study his handmade guitar.
Until it was close to evening, around half past five, Tang Chao hung up the sign saying he was closed for business early, and then calculated the turnover for the next day, and actually exceeded the turnover on the opening day. Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers... Mainly due to Zhong Wanqing
The guzheng I bought was actually not broken if the purchase price is not included.
The transaction volume was extremely gratifying, far breaking the record on the opening day. Although most of the purchases were small items or simply accessories. For example, Chu Fengya’s fans, the group of high school girls, were busy taking photos and taking pictures in the store.
After walking for about two hours, finally a little girl from a good family bought a flute... which was not bad. At least with this spring breeze, it would be no problem to spread the influence of the piano store to a small area.
Now that the foothold has been firmly established, the next step is to slowly tap into the market potential.
Of course, it would be better if we could have such a grand occasion every day... Tang Chao thought happily, but this is impossible. The influence of advertising will eventually pass, especially traditional media, which is still in today's fast pace.
In society, the shelf life of all tangible and intangible things is pitifully short. It’s already great to have a chance to gain popularity, so why don’t you need a bicycle?
After a brief cleaning, Tang Chao locked the door of the music store, got on his Harley motorcycle and left.
Instead of going back to Jiangyue Mansion, I went to visit my former colleague, Mu Ling. I actually had this idea for a long time. I had talked about it before when I helped Zhong Wanqing catch the car thief, but I just couldn't remember it. After seeing Zhong Wanqing again today
Thinking of this matter again, I didn't plan to delay it any longer.
After riding for about twenty minutes, at around six o'clock, under the sunset, Tang Chao rode his bike to an ordinary community.
This is where Mu Ling lives. Next to it is the familiar Baicao Street. Of course, the Baicao Office is gone. When I came over, I looked at it and it turned into a house leasing agency. Two employees in white shirts squatted at the door smoking and chatting, which was a bit strange.
Just like what Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei did before.
I found a fruit shop near the door, weighed a few kilograms of oranges, and after thinking about it, I picked up an extra grapefruit. It would be impolite to come to visit with empty hands.
Tang Chao knew the specific address of Mu Ling's house. Zhong Wanqing told him last time. After wandering around the community for a while, he quickly found the unit building. When he walked downstairs, Tang Chao took out his mobile phone and thought about it first.
Say hello or something, but immediately gave up the idea and prepared for a sudden surprise.
With this idea, when Tang Chao came to the door of Mu Ling's house on the third floor, it was natural that he raised his hand and pressed the peephole, knocking on the door. No one answered. He knocked again, but no one answered.
I'm afraid he's wearing headphones to play games again... Tang Chao grinned speechlessly. There must be someone in the room, because he could hear some movement just now, but now it's gone. "Dong-dong-dong", he knocked harder and knocked again.
Door.
Finally, a response came from inside the house, "Who is it?" It was Mu Ling's voice, which was trembling through the security door.
Tang Chao thought for a while, changed his voice slightly, and said in a rough voice: "Ahem, if you are checking the water meter in the community, please open the door."
The room was quiet. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, like a stainless steel basin hitting the ground, followed by a series of subsequent slight noises. Tang Chao blinked inexplicably when he heard the sound, and knocked on the door again, "
Are you okay? Hello...Mu Ling? Hello..."
His voice returned to normal and he called several times, but there was no response from the room.
What's going on? Tang Chao was stunned, a little confused. At this time, his ears moved slightly, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the window on the corridor platform. He paused for a moment, climbed up the stairs with some hesitation, and opened the door to see the gray outer window.
Glass, lean out and look down.
On the third floor, probably where the bedroom is, a cloth rope made of simple knotted curtains and sheets hangs down from the window. It can be seen that the length is obviously not enough, and it can only reach a little lower than the second floor.
But a petite figure who was climbing up the window lattice obviously didn't care about these small details. He turned his back, put his arms on the window sill, and kept his feet in the air against the wall. He slowly slid down, and then raised his little head and probed.
His hand was about to grab the cloth strip, but he happened to come face to face with Tang Chao, who was looking at him in a daze from above.
"..."
Their eyes met each other, speechless. The magnificent sunset was also silent, and the scene fell into an extremely strange silence.
I don’t know how long it took, until, ah-ah-an unknown bird flapped its wings and sang on the wires, finally breaking the almost stagnant atmosphere.
"Wood spirit?"
"Tang Tang Tang...Tang Dynasty?"
He hesitated and scratched his head, then looked at it again: "What are you doing...?"
"I, hehe... I am... hehe... I am exercising!"
"oh……"
Tang Chao suddenly realized, and then the scene was silent again, but this time the silence did not last long. He tried hard to pull the window sill, and Mu Ling suddenly widened his eyes and looked up as if he had just woken up from a dream, "It was you who knocked on the door just now.
?!"
"Uh..." Tang Chao blinked and calmly retracted his upper body, with a confused look on his face: "What's the knock on the door? I just arrived."
There is no doubt about his acting skills, but the key is that there is no room for him to show off in the current situation. It is true that Mu Ling is a little off-line, but his IQ is definitely not low, otherwise he would not be able to roam freely on the Internet and make money everywhere.
"Tang! Dynasty!!!"
He gnashed his teeth and roared loudly, the sound shook all directions and frightened large numbers of birds into flight.
"Here, there." Tang Chao subconsciously shrank his head, then poked his head out again, "Um, do we have to talk like this? How about you come up first? I even brought you some fruit."
"Wait! Don't go! You were waiting for me to go up!" Mu Ling's lips were trembling, and his arms were trembling. He then tried several times to support himself, and struggled a few times by grabbing the cloth rope. Finally, he did not move at the same place.
She seems to be unable to get up...this...
Realizing this, Mu Ling was dumbfounded for a moment. He glanced down subconsciously. Linkong's body suddenly went numb. Because of the scream just now, the crowd around him was looking up, and there were gradually signs of gathering around.
"Don't look down, I'll open the door!"
"Don't... come, it's too late... the community locksmith is here..."
Before he finished speaking, an arm stretched out from the window, "Give me your hand."