On New Year's Day, Director Xu of the Guangming Street Office drove to Boss Zheng's house in a hurry.
The so-called Boss Zheng is Zheng Qian’s father, now the chairman of Duowang Dairy and Zhengtong Logistics, Zheng Wei.
Since Zheng Wei walked out of Guangming Street, Duowang Dairy has rapidly begun to develop. In just two years, it has grown into one of the top dairy companies in Guangdong Province. For fresh milk, it relies on Zhengtong Logistics.
, and has become the best in the country.
Although it is not comparable to the two major mountain ranges in Mongolia, it has crushed all dairy companies in China, large and small, and ranked among the top ten in the industry.
In addition to relying on its own brand and strength, the most important thing is the brand spokesperson Zheng Qian, who plays a huge role in this.
It is precisely because of Zheng Qian and Duowang Dairy's overwhelming advertising that Duowang Dairy has developed into an almost giant presence in the entire industry.
Two years ago, Zheng Wei would have never dared to imagine this achievement.
Not only Zheng Wei, but also everyone who has contact with Duowang Dairy can't imagine it.
It turns out that a small seedling can turn into a towering tree!
"Boss Zheng, is Boss Zheng here?"
Across a villa, Director Xu parked his bicycle on the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Boss Zheng didn't shout, but Boss Zheng's son did.
On the second floor, Zheng Qian was wearing blue striped pajamas. He yawned and opened the window and looked down: "My dad is not here, what do you want?"
Zheng Qian didn't recognize Director Xu. After all, he only came back once a year. He was not very impressed with Director Xu, who he had only met once.
But when Director Xu saw Zheng Qian, he was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear: "Hey, it's Boss Zheng. It would be better if Boss Zheng is here. You are the one I'm looking for. Can you please open the door?"
Zheng Qian looked at him suspiciously.
Director Xu quickly said: "I am Director Xu from our subdistrict office."
Zheng Qian was immediately impressed and said with a smile: "You are still coming to work this early in the morning!"
Director Xu said to Zheng Qian, whose Mandarin with a slight Beijing accent was a bit impractical, "We are all public servants of the people! There are no holidays!"
Zheng Qian smiled and went downstairs to open the door for Director Xu.
This is not the first time that Director Xu has come to Boss Zheng's house, but every time he comes here, he feels that the decoration here is not much different from that of ordinary people's homes.
But when he thought of the hundreds of millions of assets of Lao Zheng's family, Director Xu was filled with emotion. Look at this family, everyone is extremely rich, but they are not greedy for enjoyment at all. This villa is not the best in Guangdong Province, but it is
The most worth buying villa near Guangming Street.
In just one or two years, the average price of this villa has increased by nearly 7,000 to 8,000 yuan. Even if Director Xu did not eat or drink for ten years, he would not be able to earn so much.
Of course, envy is envy. Director Xu knows that this is what he deserves. Even more seriously, even if Boss Zheng buys the most expensive villa in the city center, it is only a drop in the bucket.
"That's right, little boss Zheng."
After Director Xu sat down, he took out a set of account books without any nonsense. He opened them and said to Zheng Qian: "This is the total tourism revenue of 'Zheng Qian's Hometown' in the past year. According to Zheng Qian and I,
According to the contract negotiated by the boss, 20% of the total income will be directly delivered to you..."
It turns out that when Director Xu was busy preparing for "Zheng Qian's Hometown", he had already signed a contract with Zheng Wei and obtained the right to use the Zheng family's old house.
The contract stipulates that in the first year, 20% of the tourism income from "Zheng Qian's Hometown" will be distributed to the Zheng family, 30% in the second year, 40% in the third year, and 50% in the fourth year. After that, if "Zheng Qian's hometown"
"Qian Hometown" still has continuous income, and it will continue according to the 50-50 split model.
Such a set of contract sharing also ensures that Guangming Street will not lose too much in the early stage. It also allows the Zheng family to ensure that Zheng Qian can continue to be popular and maintain such a high popularity. Only in this way can Zheng Qian's fans continue to visit.
"Zheng Qian's Hometown".
To be honest, Zheng Qian didn't really agree with this at first. No one wanted to let the place where he once lived become a public place for everyone to visit at will. Moreover, the name "Zheng Qian's Hometown" really made Zheng Qian a little bit uncomfortable.
I was shocked, maybe I thought I was dead.
However, after later hearing that people in Wei Yehong's hometown did the same thing, and that it also boosted the local tourism economy and increased the people's income, Zheng Qian reluctantly agreed to the concept.
Now that he saw Director Xu coming to share the dividends, Zheng Qian was really interested. He picked up the account book and read it with interest. Soon, he saw the dividends calculated by the professional accountant: 760,000 yuan.
The total income was actually 3.8 million!
Zheng Qian did not expect this achievement. He knew that his hometown was only a few hundred square meters and there was nothing to visit at all.
And this 3.8 million is purely ticket revenue.
Zheng Qian not only sighed with emotion, the fan economy is really a foreseeable big market. Will he also produce some peripheral products to defraud money?
After all, piracy is now in full swing and has even formed a hot industry chain. Pirated posters, tapes, and albums can be seen almost everywhere in many small cities.
Is it illegal for you to charge them?
Of course it's illegal!
However, the current intellectual copyright construction is very weak, and it can be said that it is not sound at all. Even if the police call the police, the major issue will be reduced to a trivial matter, and it will not cause much splash at all.
Perhaps in ten or twenty years, this phenomenon will be completely eliminated.
But now, Zheng Qian knows that if he wants to put an end to these piracy, the benefits he can gain may not be enough to make up for the cost of hiring a lawyer.
Director Xu had not seen Zheng Qian once in a year. After seeing him this time, he was reluctant to leave. Even after the work was finished and handed over, he refused to leave. He sat firmly on his buttocks as if there was glue.
The chair doesn't move.
This cup lasts for an hour.
Zheng Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it was hard for him to catch up with people during the Chinese New Year, so he could only chat with him for a while.
"Your parents went to visit?"
"Yes, I've only been out for ten minutes. It's really unlucky that you came here."
"I originally wanted to call in advance to inform you, but I just thought it was not that far away, so I came over on my bicycle. But it was a blessing in disguise. I didn't expect you, Mr. Zheng, to be back. It's really incredible.
, I also saw you singing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" on the Spring Festival Gala last night. As soon as I close my eyes and open them, you are right in front of me! God! So amazing!"
"Well, our country's infrastructure is now very good, and transportation is very convenient, so I came back after the performance last night, and I couldn't sleep until the early morning. No, I'm not sleepy yet! (Crazy)
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"Haha, young people can stay up, but we elderly people can't. Now when I stay up late, I can't do anything the next day, and I have no energy at all. Oh, by the way, my second uncle last year
I have a cerebral infarction, do you know?"
"Second uncle? What's going on? Hasn't he always been in good health?"
"He is very tough. He had just had a physical examination before the accident. Except for high blood pressure, there was nothing serious. Who would have thought that he would faint in the street within a few days. It's a shame that we didn't leave Guangming Street. The neighbors all know each other, so we can be the first to do so."
Time sent my second uncle to the hospital with a hole in his head. He stayed in the ICU for a month and almost lost all his money."
"Are you feeling better?"
"There is no problem now, but you also know that if you have a cerebral infarction, you will basically only have a few years to live, so you should come back to see your second uncle more often when you have time. After all, he is the elder who has watched you grow up.
"
"What you're saying is that I just came back early in the morning and went to bed right after I came back. No one told me about this. I'll wash my face later and go check on my second uncle!"
"Hey, good boy, don't worry, sit down first and chat with me later..."
Zheng Qian just stood up and sat down with a look of helplessness after hearing this. At this moment, Zheng Wei and Liang Rong also came back from the visit.
But they were not the only ones who came back, the crowd behind them was almost all people, and the second uncle that Director Xu was mentioning just now was among them.
Most of the other people were familiar faces, and there were also some friends from neighbors who had dug out bird's nests together when they were young.
After Zheng Qian was stunned for a while, he quickly got up and went to greet him.
"Ah, this is Zheng Qian. I really... dare not recognize him. He is so handsome!"
"Yes, it looks much better than on TV. Duoduo, do you still know me? I hugged you when you were a child, and you peed all over me!"
"Duoduo, you are really amazing now. I didn't even have time to watch the Spring Festival Gala when you performed the year before last. This time, I stayed on the TV on time. The song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" was so amazing! I didn't expect it.
Your singing skills are so good, you really deserve to be a graduate of our Gongming Town!"
"Hey, what is it called Gongming Town? We call it Guangming Street now."
"Duoduo, some time ago, reporters from several magazines came to interview us and said they wanted to write a biography of you. We all praised you!"
"Is that a compliment? That's a fact. Duoduo has been singing well since she was a child. I've always thought that this kid will definitely be a big star in the future!"
"Bah, when Duoduo went to work overseas, you were the one who scolded me the most!"
"...Don't mention the past!"
A group of people walked into the big courtyard chattering. Looking around, there were ten or twenty people. No one could find a place to sit down. They were all standing in the courtyard, looking at Zheng Qian with bright eyes.
He kept praising Zheng Qian for how sensible he was as a child and how reassuring he was when he grew up.
Zheng Qian's toes almost dug into the floor in embarrassment.
Fortunately, he saw his second uncle.
The second uncle is now wearing a hat, probably to cover up the scars left by the surgery on his head. He looks a little tired, but obviously he is still full of energy.
He didn't follow what everyone was talking about, he just looked at Zheng Qian with a smile and a look of relief on his face.
Zheng Qian was wearing pajamas and had no intention of going back to the house to change. When he saw his second uncle, he immediately walked over and said, "Second uncle!"
"Hey, hey, Duoduo, I haven't seen you for a while, why have you grown taller again?" the second uncle said with a smile.
Zheng Qian looked at his second uncle's obviously old face, and felt a little sour in his heart. Although they were not related by blood, when he was a child, when his second uncle was riding a bicycle in the streets selling herbal tea and popsicles, Zheng Qian had always been the main customer to try them for free.
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Occasionally, he would help look after his second uncle's stall and help with change. It was also in this process that Zheng Qian, who was only three or four years old, became proficient in addition and subtraction.
Childhood memories filled his mind, making Zheng Qian feel the evanescence of time when he looked at his second uncle.
After chatting with his second uncle about family matters for a while, Zheng Wei waved to Zheng Qian. After his son approached, Zheng Wei whispered: "Your second uncle has only been around for a few years. We will help him if we can. You don't have to worry.
As your second uncle said, your career is the most important thing, and everything else is trivial. In his lifetime, your second uncle wants you to appear in the People's Daily a few more times."
Liang Rong next to her also sighed: "This is true. Your second uncle has never left the People's Daily in his hands this year. He spreads the newspaper out to everyone and points to your portrait and pictures on it.
Report and brag to others.”
Zheng Qian felt a little uncomfortable as he listened, but he still had a smile on his face: "This is easy to handle. I am very familiar with the commentators of the People's Daily. I will ask them to publish more of my reports later."
Zheng Qian is not bragging, because as early as Zheng Qian won the Hugo Award for Best Feature, and not long ago when he defeated Kazmaier and the Warsaw Philharmonic Orchestra and returned to China in glory, some reporters and comments from the People's Daily
Members of the group came over to discuss the content of the interview. However, Zheng Qian did not accept these invitations because of his busy schedule.
According to these reporters and commentators, they are always on call whenever Zheng Qian is free.
As for the content of the interview, even if it goes beyond current affairs topics, it doesn't matter because Zheng Qian himself is a topical figure. Being able to interview Zheng Qian and understand Zheng Qian has always been what these reporters and commentators want to do.
In fact, not only the "People's Daily", but also overseas newspapers such as the "New York Daily", "The Guardian", "Daily Mail", etc. also often get in touch with Zheng Qian, hoping to obtain some exclusive interview rights.
However, because Zheng Qian's work focus is not overseas, he has always maintained an attitude of polite refusal.
Now it seems that publishing more articles in top newspapers like the People's Daily has a certain meaning to a certain extent.
While the seventh and eighth aunts were chatting away, Zheng Qian wanted to stay with them for a while, but he was really sleepy and yawned repeatedly.
When the neighbors saw this scene, they were very considerate and asked Zheng Qian to go back to his room to rest. Their concern was palpable.
Zheng Qian didn't show any pretense. He clasped his fists to wish all the aunts and uncles a happy new year, then turned around and went back to the room to catch up on his sleep.
After this sleep, it was already evening when I woke up again.
The whole room was quiet. Zheng Qian lay on the bed, feeling the moment of silence. At the same time, inspiration burst into his mind, and classic songs from his previous life appeared in front of him like dumplings.
For a time, countless musical notes flashed before my eyes like elves.
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