Post-2000 boss: You can be late up to seven days a week!

Chapter 199 Another reading activity?

Cao Che slowly walked up to the third floor and found Ge Wolong sitting on the sofa, staring at the beauty magazine in his hand.

When Ge Wolong saw Cao Che walking in, he quietly took out a book from his arms.

"Brother Che! Here are 170, black silk, sister Yu!"

When Cao Che heard this, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Is it true?"

Just as he was about to take the book handed to him by Ge Wolong, he found a dark camera pointed at him.

Cao Che retracted his hand decisively and coughed a few times.

"Ha! It's superficial. I am Cao, but I only care about age!"

After that, Cao Che stroked his non-existent beard and began to find the comics he wanted to read on the third floor.

I randomly picked up a copy of Doraemon from the bookshelf and sat there until the afternoon.

Most of the company's employees have gone back, and there are only Pang Hai and two other newly recruited staff members on the first floor.

At this time, a customer finally came.

There was an office worker in a suit with a pale face who looked like he hadn't had much rest.

He looked at the drinks on the counter and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Does your bookstore actually sell drinks?"

Pang Panghai nodded.

"Yes, we not only sell drinks, we even sell breakfast. If you need it, you can come here and have a look."

When the man heard this, he shook his head. It was obvious that he was not very interested in this.

"Um, are there any tutoring materials for primary school students? Give me one!"

Obviously, this is a tutoring material he bought for his children.

The man paid and walked out of the store without staying too long.

There were several white-collar ladies working nearby who ordered a few drinks and then sat there taking pictures, completely showing no interest in the books on display.

Instead, I fell in love with the luxurious but not pretentious decoration of this bookstore. It is a good place to take photos and relax.

Cao Che felt relieved when he saw that almost no one was interested in the books in the bookstore.

This result was not what he expected.

After all, although there is not much traffic around, it can still be regarded as the city center of the Magic City.

There are various sweatshops where workers are employed. If the guarantee is not kept, people will come to take photos, check in, drink milk tea and so on.

This is also inevitable.

Even if he had intentionally raised the price of drinks, it wouldn't be possible for every customer to frown, which was unrealistic.

As long as the overall operation of the bookstore is losing money, Cao Che will be content.

And Pang Panghai looked at the empty bookstore in front of him, his face ashen.

"That's not right! I remember that bookstores were very interesting when I was a kid, and they were mostly full of people. Why can't people see them now?"

Although he had expected a deserted start, after almost a day, there were only two or three guests, and most of them came here to take photos and check in.

No one even asked him about the marketing strategy here.

This was somewhat unacceptable to him.

Listening to Pang Panghai's words, the corners of the photographer's and Cao Che's mouths twitched for a while.

Putting aside the issue of the gradual decline of the paper book industry due to the impact of e-books, this impression was made more than 20 years ago. The market is changing so fast, how could something from more than 20 years ago still be popular today.

However, looking at Pang Panghai's devastated look, Cao Che suppressed the rising corners of his mouth and comforted Pang Panghai:

"It's okay! Dahai, you have to remember that education is a long-term task!"

"In essence, it is also an investment, but it is knowledge of investment. This investment is far from quick and easy to bear fruit."

"Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, but it will always work. As long as one person out of ten thousand people accepts our goodwill, then we will be considered successful!"

"Besides, this is just the beginning. It will be a shame if you wait until the private theater and chess and card room open... I don't mean it. It will get better by then!"

Pang Panghai nodded, secretly admiring him in his heart.

Sure enough, Brother Che still knew about my plan.

However, the only thing that puzzled him was that he had estimated the flow of people nearby. Although the workers were basically at work at this time, it was definitely not bad, and it was even just a little worse than the business district.

No one cared about it, and he would never have thought of it.

Pang Panghai looked at Cao Che strangely.

"Brother Che, won't everyone stop reading when they grow up?"

Cao Che was suddenly stunned by this question.

He seemed to be like this in his previous life, and nothing seems to have changed now.

When did I start to lose interest in the stories and theories described in the book?

Cao Che pondered for a while, then raised his head and looked at Pang Dahai.

"Perhaps I read too many books when I was a child? When I grow up, I subconsciously feel that that knowledge seems useless?"

As soon as Cao Che finished speaking, he immediately shook his head and denied his previous statement.

If in my previous life it was due to excessive work and life pressure that I lost my desire to study.

So now it seems that I just fish and play games every day when I go to work, and it is almost the same after get off work.

There is no work pressure anymore, and the pressure in life has been reduced a lot because I can go to the company to eat and drink every day. So why don't I study and study now?

Could it be because of laziness?

A sentence came to Cao Che's mind. What is more terrifying than physical laziness is mental laziness.

He only understood many truths after traveling through time.

You only have one life, and there is no need to live according to what the general public thinks.

The reason why I worked hard in my previous life and still achieved nothing, and even felt pain, was because capital intercepted most of the fruits of labor.

I live in a world carefully crafted by capital, where men have to work hard and women have to be refined.

Therefore, countless ordinary girls have to spend several years of their salary to buy a luxury bag. Their monthly salary is not even enough to pay for their own cosmetics and other reasons.

Seeing the migrant workers living in dire straits now, Cao Che suddenly felt like he had seen himself in his previous life.

I couldn't help but feel scared in my heart. If I were like them, I didn't know anything, and I would even think until my death that I didn't work hard enough to pull the cart, which led to my poverty.

How sad would that be?

Thinking of this, Cao Che decisively turned his head to look at Pang Panghai on the side, and said with a serious expression:

"Da Dahai, how about we hold a reading activity?"

"Anyone who borrows books from our bookstore and reads a certain number of books within the specified time, shall we give them some cash rewards?"

If Cao Che agreed to Pang Panghai's establishment of a bookstore purely because he wanted to lose money.

So in this reading activity, he really hopes that he can use the prodigal funds provided by the system to gain some benefits for the migrant workers in this world who are just like him.

At the very least, don't be as confused as you were before.

(End of this chapter)