Game Design: How did I become the richest man?

Chapter 108 This loss is all my money!
the next day.

The photo studio is open as usual, but it is missing a few loudspeakers, and the advertising screens are no longer scrolling to play the names of customers.

There are still a lot of people coming and going, but most of them stop on the first floor.

Occasionally, two people walked up to the second floor, and were quickly asked to come down politely by the waiter.

Sun Lin stood by the window, grabbed the window frame fiercely, leaned out to grab it in the void, and shed tears on the spot:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu, don't go, don't go, it's my money, my money!"

Zhang Haozheng and the two waiters grabbed Sun Lin's legs fiercely, fearing that he would accidentally fall.

"It's okay, Mr. Sun. We can hold a few more events after this event... Then we will invite other experts to ensure that we can turn losses into profits."

But Sun Lin still had snot and tears, and didn't mean to pay attention at all: "Why, why do you have to do this!"

"You can obviously make a profit right away, why!"

"Money! My money! No~~~!"

Although Sun Lin didn't know exactly how much benefit each activity could bring, he knew very well that an opportunity like this, which almost combined "the right time, the right place, the right people", would never be found again in the future.

The reason why 'Time Photo Studio' is profitable now is purely because of the trend of "Smashing Life". Once this trend passes, the number of people going to the second floor to spend money will be greatly reduced.

Without these big spenders, even three more 'time shops' like the one on the first floor will not be able to make back the cost.

But he knew very well that Vigo was right about this!

If I continue to sign orders without restraint, I will definitely not be able to give customers a satisfactory answer in the end.

If the 'Time Photography Studio' is like a gym where you buy a ticket and run away, this would be a good method.

But it's a pity... Time Camera is the most important part of Vigo's business empire.

In order to lay a solid foundation, Sun Lin could only tearfully abandon this group of potential customers.

As a result, the photo studio, which had finally shown signs of making a profit, once again suffered losses.

of course!

Sun Lin was not just crying for the loss, he was crying more for himself.

Finally got a chance to prove that he is not a waste.

As a result, Vigo killed him!

"Why am I so miserable? Nothing good can happen to me!" Sun Lin lay beside the window, silently asking the sky.

……

A mansion.

A wealthy young man had just finished swimming in his home swimming pool when his cell phone rang.

"Hello...oh, hello, camera studio...are you coming to shoot tomorrow? So soon?"

"No problem, I'm not busy at all if I'm not busy."

The next day, an extended van slowly drove into the mansion, followed by three or four people wearing camera studio uniforms.

Some were holding cameras, some were holding lighting equipment... They looked very professional at first glance.

The rich man had just finished shooting a scene. He looked at the people who were sorting out the instruments, thought for a moment, and then walked over.

He shared a few cigarettes first, and then asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Your company is really lucky to have professional people like you."

The one taking the photo took the cigarette and put it directly to his ear without smoking.

When the rich man saw this scene, although he said nothing, he felt inexplicably happy.

The photography studio has regulations that prohibit smoking in clients’ homes and must leave a good corporate image to clients.

Each person has a grooming fee of 400 yuan per month, which is not included in the salary. Once he is found to have acted in a way that damages the company's image.

The first time you deduct a hundred, the second time you deduct two hundred, and the third time you deduct all.

If the grooming fee is deducted for two consecutive months, you will not be able to work. You will have to undergo training and pass the exam before you can go out to work.

The photographer said casually: "Hey, there are five or six more like us."

"Five or six, then you can shoot three sets at the same time every day!" The rich man looked a little nervous.

His main purpose of inquiring was to see if it was possible for his family to play that game.

He was not interested in planning the face-to-face event.He is the second generation of rich people, and he is taught by elders both in terms of family tradition and tutoring.

He simply wanted to play games and express himself.

But now, hearing the cameraman's answer, he panicked.

Shoot three groups a day. According to this time, by the end of the event, there will be at least hundreds of participating families.

If you take more pictures, your chances of being selected will be even lower.

Unexpectedly, the cameraman smiled bitterly: "Well, it means that I have been very busy these days. After this period of time, I'm afraid I won't be able to be busy even if I want to!"

The rich second generation frowned upon hearing this. There was something in this master's words!

Could it be that he is running away?
"Master, what do you mean by this? What do you mean you won't be able to be busy after a while? Do you want to run away?"

When the cameraman heard this, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the camera to the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, why run away? We have opened several branches recently. Have you ever seen a store that is about to run away open a new store?"

When the rich second generation heard this, he dispelled his guess.

After all, he had seen someone opening a new store before running away like this, but he couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Master, what do you mean by that?"

The cameraman forced a smile: "Our big boss said that we must ensure the quality of the product, so starting from the past few days, we will not accept any more business orders until the end of the event..."

The cameraman was still complaining, but the eyes of the rich second generation suddenly lit up.

Not answering?
This little money is nothing to the rich second generation, and he doesn't even care about the film's shooting effects.

With just a few thousand dollars, what good stuff can be produced?
But after the cameraman said this, the feeling of the film instantly changed!

It immediately grew taller.

The camera shop I spent tens of thousands on before didn’t have the courage!

In order to maintain quality and quantity, the money that can be earned is not given up. The image of Time Photography Studio in the hearts of the rich second generation has instantly grown!

Not only that, this 'limited sales' marketing method also greatly satisfies the second generation's desire to show off.

Don’t look at things that only cost a few thousand yuan. The question is, do you have it?
Now you can’t even buy it if you have money!
Thinking of this, the second-generation rich man couldn't help but take out his mobile phone, ask the photographer for some photos, and post them on his WeChat Moments.

"On an ordinary day, with an ordinary family background, only the masters of the 'Time Photography Studio' can capture such beautiful artistic conception."

No way, you get what you pay for.

If you ask the rich second generation to really praise their photography skills, they really can't do it, but it's okay to brag about the beauty of the artistic conception.

After all, artistic conception is a very mysterious thing. If I say he has it, he has it. If you don’t see it, it’s your problem and has nothing to do with me.

Soon, the rich second-generation circle of friends lit up with likes.

Most of them are low-life friends, but there are also a few friends from the same family background who ask.

"What is Time Photo Studio now? Is there such a store in Qingzhou? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Is it a newly opened one recently? It shouldn't be. I have applied for a card for people with a consumption level of over [-]!"

The second-generation rich man smiled evilly and replied arrogantly:

"It's just a small shop with a consumption level of several thousand. It's normal for you not to apply for a card... Of course, now that they don't accept orders, you can't spend money if you want to."

"Is there anything in the world that I can't get money for? I'll pay double the amount for him to come over and shoot. See if he comes. I'm going to check his phone number now."

The rich second generation panicked inexplicably when they saw the reply.

Isn't this merchant going to accept it?After all, you can make thousands with your backhand.

It doesn’t matter if you have money or not, it’s mainly a matter of face!

Five minutes passed, and the rich second generation waited like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.

Until the phone vibrated again, he opened it and couldn't help grinning.

The other person only replied with one word.

"Fuck!"

But this word is full of infinite resentment and unwillingness.

The rich second generation is in a happier mood...

(End of this chapter)