Counterattack 1988

Chapter 482 Opening Waterloo
Shen Xue stood at the door and shouted: "Wang Lin!"

Wang Lin got up and walked over, said with a smile, "I'm back so soon!"

Shen Xue said: "I'll come back after paying the deposit. Just pick up the car when the time comes. When I came back just now, I passed the Xiuzhilin store and saw a lot of people surrounded there. I don't know if something happened! You want Don't go and see?"

Wang Lin asked in surprise, "Is it the store on Xiuzhilin Wangfujing Road?"

Shen Xue said: "Yes, when I came back from the taxi, I took a look outside and saw that there were people outside the store, and there were reporters interviewing them!"

Seeing that Shen Xue spoke so seriously, Wang Lin said, "Let's go and have a look."

The distance between Xiuzhilin store and Little Bailing is not far, only about one mile.

Wang Lin didn't bother to take a taxi, so he borrowed Luo Yuanzhong's bicycle and drove Shen Xue to the store together.

Shen Xue sat on the back seat of the bicycle, supported Wang Lin's waist with both hands, and said with a smile: "Wang Lin, do you still remember when we first met and went to Xinhua Bookstore together? On the back of the bike. Thinking about it now, that time was really sweet."

"Not sweet now?" Wang Lin turned around and smiled.

"Now is happiness!" Shen Xue put her head close to his generous back, and said softly, "At that time, I didn't dare to hug you like this. I could only sit upright, and my butt hurt from sitting!"

"Haha! Who told you to be so reserved? Hey, Shen Xue, let me ask you, did you like me at that time?"

"I don't know if I like you, but at that time, I would like to see you. Every weekend, I look forward to meeting you in Xinhua Bookstore."

"Are you waiting for me to buy you books and pay?"

"Oh, you hate it! It's you who rushed to pay me, okay?"

"Haha! Just kidding! Let's go to Wangfujing Xinhua Bookstore later, shall we?"

"Okay, that bookstore looks huge."

"Of course, that's our number one bookstore in China!"

While the two were talking, they came to the Xiuzhilin Wangfujing store, which is also the flagship store of Beijin.

Wang Lin bought this building from Wu Guoqiang, Zhou Porridge's uncle, at a cost of three million yuan.

After Xiuzhilin opened, its business boomed, bringing Wang Lin a steady stream of wealth.

The headquarters office of Beijinxiuzhilin is also set up in the corner of the second floor here.

From afar, Wang Lin saw a sea of ​​people in front of the shop, most of them were spectators.

From the outside, it was impossible to tell what was going on inside.

Wang Lin parked his bicycle, protected Shen Xue and walked inside, while pulling away the crowd, he said loudly, "Please let everyone out!"

Squeezing to the door, Wang Lin was stopped by two staff members of Xiuzhilin: "Comrade, please stay still, there is filming inside, please come in later."

Wang Lin asked, "What happened inside?"

"The TV station came to record a program." The staff didn't know Wang Lin and Shen Xue, and thought they were the crowd watching the excitement.

"Oh, are you okay?" Wang Lin looked inside.

The staff took the opportunity to start publicity: "Our Xiuzhilin Clothing Company will donate [-] cents to the Asian Games for every piece of clothing sold! The act of righteousness shocked the TV station, so they came to interview! In the future, please publicize more and come more Buy clothes! The more you buy, the more our company will donate! Helping the Asian Games is everyone's responsibility!"

When Wang Lin heard that it was such a thing, he felt relieved, looked at Shen Xue, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing! The TV station came here for free to help us do publicity!"

Shen Xue smiled and said, "Well, do you want to go in and let others interview you, so that you can be photographed?"

When the staff heard this, they couldn't help laughing and said, "Comrade, not everyone can be on camera for interviews on the TV station. Only the directors of our region can show their faces! None of our staff have a chance to be on camera! You just stand outside , maybe the camera can scan over and catch you guys!"

Shen Xue pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't you know who is standing in front of you?"

The staff said: "You mean him? I don't know him!"

Wang Lin chuckled, and pulled Shen Xue's hand: "Let's go!"

Shen Xuedao: "This person can't see Mount Tai! If she knows that you are the big boss, why not invite you in to serve tea right away?"

Wang Lindao: "I have more than [-] employees. There are many salesmen and salesmen from all over the country. I don't usually meet with them. It's normal for them not to know me."

The two squeezed out of the crowd and rode their bicycles to Wangfujing Xinhua Bookstore.

Wangfujing Bookstore was founded in February 1949. Because of its earliest establishment, largest scale, most complete variety and best service, it has been hailed as "the first store in China" by all walks of life.

The bookstore has been expanded several times. After the expansion in the 70s, the bookstore's business area is second to none in China.

Wang Lin and Shen Xue came to the bookstore.

Although it is not Sunday, there are many people reading books inside.

A cabinet of bookshelves filled with rows of books of all kinds.

Some bookcases sell books on open shelves, and readers can go in and choose freely, or go inside to pick up books and watch them.

But some high-quality books are placed on the bookshelves inside the counter, separated by a glass counter, and a waiter stands inside, just like the counters in department stores.

In the past, selling books in bookstores was the same as the counters of department stores. Books were placed on the counters like other goods, and readers had to ask the waiters for any books they wanted.

The attitude of the waiter is generally not very good. Sometimes you call her a few times, but she ignores you. Even if you come to get the book, she is reluctant. After taking the book, she throws it on the counter. There is no service concept.

Because at that time, the sales counter was a popular profession, and it was also a proud job.Supplies are all planned supply, you have money and tickets, you have to see the mood and face of the waiter before you can buy them.

At the end of the 80s, various state-owned enterprises began to pay attention to the improvement of service quality.

Many bookstores sell books on open shelves, but they still put valuable high-quality books on the counter for fear that readers will spoil them.

Wang Lin walked to the glass counter and looked at the books displayed inside.

He saw a copy of Sartre's "Existence and Nothingness", pointed to the book, and said to the waiter not far away: "Comrade, please, help me get this book."

The waitress glanced at him but said nothing.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Beauty, do me a favor, I'll buy this book."

The waitress came over and asked, "Which one?"

"Existence and Nothingness."

"This is a book on capitalism!" The waiter glared at him and asked, "Do you understand it?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Isn't this a translation? I know all the Chinese characters. If I don't, I'll buy a dictionary and look it up!"

Shen Xue couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

The waitress smiled too, opened the glass counter, took out the book, and put it on the counter.

This is the 1987 edition of Sanlian Publishing House, the price is not cheap, and the content in this book is quite special, no wonder it is put in the counter.

Shen Xue asked, "Is this a philosophy book?"

Wang Lin picked up the book, flipped through it casually, and said: "Sartre is a genius who has studied philosophy since middle school. His book is really good at writing. After one book, it is nearly a thousand pages long. He wrote hundreds of pages about the relationship between the sexes, which is too analytical. However, his obscure writing style makes his expression not particularly clear, or even vague. Maybe he did it on purpose, but he just didn’t want to write about the proposition of sex. It's all too clear."

"Really? There are books like this?" Shen Xue laughed, "No wonder that waitress is unwilling to sell it to you! I'm afraid you, a good comrade, will be corrupted by capitalist ideas!"

Wang Lin laughed, took out the money, and bought the book.

Shen Xue asked, "Is Sartre famous? I don't even know."

Wang Lindao: "He once rejected the Nobel Prize in Literature, do you think he is very powerful?"

"Reject the Nobel Prize in Literature? Why?"

"In 1964, the Swedish Academy decided to award Sartre the Nobel Prize in Literature, but he himself declined it. Because Sartre believed that the Nobel Prize in Literature was only awarded to those Western writers and Eastern rebels. For Sartre, Accepting any award is a betrayal of freedom."

"It's too profound. Some souls are really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people."

"That's right! It's good for us to get acquainted with such philosophy books, and there's no need to delve into them. You women should read less. If women study philosophy, it will become ugly. Men can read it, but it's okay." Pretend to be deep."

Shen Xue smiled and said, "After you finish reading it, tell me about the sex content in it?"

Wang Lindao: "It's better that you don't understand, the content here is abnormal! There is also abuse!"

"..."

The two strolled around the bookstore, picked out a few more books, and left.

Little Braun's preparations for the opening lasted until ten o'clock in the evening.

Together with Sister Lin and Shen Xue, Wang Lin checked every link for the last time, and after confirming that there was no problem, they went back to the hotel to rest.

The next day was September [-]st, Friday.

Eight past nine o'clock in the morning is the opening time of Little Bailing.

For the opening of a cultural company of this scale, it is natural to invite the leaders of relevant competent departments to come and cut the ribbon.

A deputy director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau attended the ceremony.

Because it was not the weekend, the deputy director left after cutting the ribbon.

The first performance at the Little Bailing Theater will also be held in the evening.

The pre-sale of tickets has already begun.

According to the pre-sale of tickets during the day, Wang Lin can also see how many people can come to watch the performance at night.

If the pre-sale is not satisfactory, Wang Lin plans to transfer people from his other companies to fill up the seats.

Both Xiuzhilin clothing store and Aiqingrou sanitary napkin business point can call someone over.

Secondly, Jiang Huifang and Luo Yuanzhong also have a lot of contacts in Beijing. If they really want to invite people to watch the performance for free, they can still attract a lot of people.

The registration work of Little Braun Art School has officially started.

Yesterday, Jiang Huifang distributed tens of thousands of copies of the Xiao Bailing enrollment brochures to the guard rooms of various primary and secondary schools in the district, and then each class distributed them.

Although it is not the weekend, today is the first day of school. Families with students at home will stay with an adult and bring their children to report to school.

Wang Lin and the others sat and chatted in the office on the first floor of the Little Braun Arts School.

By ten o'clock in the morning, the Little Bailing Art School had received more than a hundred applications from students.

As for Wang Lin and the others, their goal is to have 3600 students, and now there are only over a hundred students, which is far from full.

For a whole morning, the Little Bailing Art School only recruited more than [-] students!
This time, both sister Lin and Shen Xue became anxious.

Compared with the grand opening of Little Bailing in Shanghai, the opening situation here can be said to be the Battle of Waterloo!

Wang Lin was very calm.

He comforted Sister Lin and the others: "Don't worry, even if no one is recruited today, we will see the situation tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, maybe there will be more people on weekends."

More people came to sign up in the afternoon, but in one day, only more than [-] students were recruited.

Not even half of the places are filled!
Sister Lin and Wang Lin discussed whether there is still a wave of advertisements.

Wang Lin still insisted on his own opinion, and waited until the weekend to see the situation.

This is a school, once the number of people is full, it will be useless to advertise loudly!
Most of the people living in Beijincheng are locals, and most of them are dual-employees. Parents usually have to go to work. How can they have time to take their children out to apply for extracurricular training?
Even if they send their children to report to school, the parents will only take half a day off and will not waste a day.

On the first day, more than 1500 students could be recruited, and Wang Lin was already deeply satisfied.

There are only ten classes in Shencheng Little Bailing, and the number of students enrolled is only half of that here.

The total populations of Shencheng and Beijin are about the same, both in the early tens of millions.

That is to say, compared with Shencheng, Beijin Little Braun's enrollment on the first day was actually on the same level.

Wang Lin is more concerned about the attendance rate of Little Braun Theater's performances at night.

On this day, Wang Lin and the others didn't have much time and thought to eat a big meal, so they settled for two meals randomly in the small restaurant nearby.

After dinner, Wang Lin and others all came to the Little Bailing Theater.

They reserved a table, but instead of going in right away, they stood outside the theater.

The first show is at seven o'clock in the evening.

Since six o'clock, people have come to buy tickets to enter the venue.

There are also quite a few small vendors who, knowing the opening of the theater here, all ran to set up stalls nearby.

Luo Yuanzhong commanded the guards: "Drive away all those people who set up stalls! What kind of place is this, how can they accommodate them to sell things! Go! Go!"

Several security guards agreed in unison, and ran over to chase the vendors.

Wang Lin beckoned to Luo Yuanzhong.

Luo Yuanzhong nodded and smiled, "Mr. Wang, what are your orders?"

Wang Lindao: "If they want to sell, let them sell! There is no need to drive them away."

Luo Yuanzhong smiled and said: "Boss Wang, they all sell snacks and snacks, and they will take away our business."

Wang Lindao: "Business cannot be taken away. Consumption levels and concepts are different. Audiences who can buy things at small stalls outside, even if they enter our theater, they will not buy food inside because it is expensive. The audience in the VIP seats, they will not consume at the stalls. Even if they like the snacks at the stalls, they can buy them and eat them!"

Luo Yuanzhong said: "I'm afraid it will affect our own business."

Wang Lin pondered: "I think it would be a good thing if we can set up more distinctive food stalls outside! Audiences come to our place to watch the performance, and they can also buy their favorite food by the way. It’s a good thing for mutual achievement! It’s a big deal, let’s charge them some booth fees!”

"That's a good idea!" Luo Yuanzhong said with a smile, "Mr. Wang is truly a bodhisattva, and knows how to pity and help the poor."

Wang Lindao: "Go and plan, and let the snack sellers arrange it neatly! Charge a booth fee on a daily basis. Don't charge too much! Charge two yuan, just make sense. Go!"

Luo Yuanzhong got the order, ran down the steps, and shouted loudly: "Okay, don't rush, come here! Vendors who set up stalls, come here too, I have something to tell you!"

Those small vendors, who were driven away by the guards with their carts and carts, surrounded them when they heard the news.

Luo Yuanzhong said loudly: "Our President Wang said that it is not easy for you to set up a stall to make money. President Wang is willing to accommodate you to set up a stall in front of our theater, but you must obey our arrangement and arrange it neatly on both sides of the entrance. Booth, pay two yuan a day for the booth fee! Those who are willing to pay can set up, those who are not willing to pay, leave by themselves!"

A vendor asked, "As long as I pay the money, can I come here every day?"

Luo Yuanzhong said: "Yes! But you must obey the command!"

"That's fine, I'm willing to pay!"

"I'm willing to pay too!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)