Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1111 The King of Karaoke
Huangdou is responsible for online operations and customer development, while Laijiang will be responsible for establishing a distribution network and merchant development. The relationship between the two is a purely strategic partnership and neither holds shares in the other.
Huangdou still has a long way to go. At a time when white-collar workers are barely holding on to the higher-income class, Huangdou's main job is to set the tone for the food delivery industry and implement the 28 strategy, maintaining its commission from merchants at around 20% of profit. The delivery fees are borne by the customers, and the company subtly promotes a "slow" pace so that users get used to having their orders delivered within an hour of placing an order.
Fan Hongdou and Nan Yishen talked about the tone. She was not optimistic that the tone could be set. The seemingly simple business strategy actually involved the individual consumption habits of society, and it could even be said to be values.
The mainstream mentality of consumers in today's society is that consumption is too expensive and salary is too low. Most people hope that their bosses will pay them more, but when they buy things, they hope they can get the lowest price.
The reason for this is, simply put, that it is difficult for ordinary workers to earn money, so they can only spend it carefully. To put it more complicatedly, the labor remuneration of most ordinary workers has not kept pace with the rise in prices. After the created labor value is converted into production value, part of it disappears out of thin air during the transfer process, part flows out of the circulation, and is concentrated in the hands of a few people and no longer circulates, or directly flows abroad.
Regardless of the internal reasons, the outward appearance is that people are greedy for small profits and their thinking tends to be single-minded. For two identical products, most consumers will choose the one priced at 52 yuan with free shipping, while ignoring the real benefit of the one priced at 42 yuan with a shipping fee of 8 yuan.
To attract these potential customers, the best way is to prescribe the right medicine and conduct vague marketing, with all supporting expenses included in one price without listing the detailed information.
When it comes to the Huangdou platform, it would be best to push the total price up a little bit, include delivery, and occasionally send out coupons from Yangshen, highlighting the free items and discounts to satisfy consumers' desire for a bargain, and probably the expansion speed will be faster.
Nan Yi himself knew very well that the tone he proposed was actually a bit nonsense, but he still insisted on trying, even if the yellow beans failed. With the financial resources of him and Fan Hongdou, it would not be difficult to start a new business and produce black beans.
At most, Heidou takes the route of simply making money, with "anything is allowed unless prohibited by law" as its action program, and builds it into a unicorn as quickly as possible, no longer thinking about changing the world.
The development of Cowpea was the smoothest. Although Nan Yi did not have a deep understanding of online games in his previous life and had hardly played them properly, he still knew that most of the first popular online games came from South Korea. With this knowledge, it was easier to let people in Seoul know what online games there were;
When I got the list back and looked at it, I found that I had heard of "Legend", "Miracle", "Millennium", "Red Moon" and "Paradise". Some of them were popular for a long time, while others just faded away. I don't know why they didn't continue to be popular. So I decided to do a survey together and install the games to try them out.
The result of the investigation is that although the graphics of "Legend" and "Miracle" are rough, they are easy to use and relatively easy to promote. That's easy to do. Let the Freedom Fighters who took the lead in defense go to their server and borrow a copy of the code.
Plagiarism is impossible. The most they could do was to learn from and study the two games, taking the essence and removing the dross, combining them, and adding their own creativity. In half a year, they created a game of their own, named "Long Aotian", which became the first local online game to go online. After half a year of launch, it achieved a peak online user base of 450,000, and then the South Korean game came online.
You have to know that if you represent the game, you have to pay a large share of the profits to the South Korean game company. How can you not criticize such a shameful and humiliating scandal? In popular forums, popular moderators stood up to speak out one after another.
Although the effect was not overwhelming, it did create a lot of obstacles for the opponent, allowing "Long Aotian" to thrive in a better environment.
It’s no wonder that online games are very profitable. In a little over six years, “Dragon Aotian” has already brought nearly 1.7 billion in net profit to Jiaodou, the purest kind that can be put into one’s pocket by paying personal income tax.
However, the game has been operating for a long time, and the increase and loss of players are almost equal. In addition, the charging model of point cards and monthly cards is a bit outdated. Therefore, Jingdou launched its second game "Another World" and changed the profit model to krypton gold.
"2700."
"That's pretty good data. Let the technical team work hard for a while to find and solve the problem as soon as possible so that Dragon Aotian can be launched for public testing as soon as possible."
Fan Hongdou was very satisfied with the data. A total of 3,000 players were invited to participate in the internal test, and the maximum number of online users reached 2,700. This is an excellent result, which is enough to show that "Another World Continent" has great potential.
"Before "Another World" was officially launched, the technical team of this game group would work overtime until late every day," said Chai Zhenqi.
"The logistics work must be done well. I don't want to see anyone exhausted, so I'll give them some encouragement. If "Another World" achieves our set goals, the entire game team will start from 72 salaries this year, and the technical team will start from 108 salaries." Fan Hongdou said lightly.
"Okay, I'll pass it on when I get back."
"President Chai, there's nothing else."
"Mr. Fan, you are busy."
Chai Zhenqi said as he walked out of the office and into the corridor outside. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "Director Fan's majesty is even greater than before. I wonder which lucky guy will be able to marry her."
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The Zheng sisters were actually very sensible. They did not take Nan Yi to a high-end store, but instead brought him to the South Gate.
There are many affordable snack bars in Nanmen, and students like to come here to have a bite to eat. Even if you order a dish at a stir-fry restaurant, it is unlikely to cost more than 500 yuan.
Paper-wrapped Fish is the name of a small restaurant. The main dish is this dish, which is very popular recently.
Nan Yi and Zheng Shanshan found a seat to sit down, while Zheng Qiqi went to pick the fish.
Zheng Qiqi pointed at a fish in the fish tank and asked the store owner to weigh it. It was 3.6 jin (15.6 kg). The store owner generously removed the extra 20 or so grams.
With Nan Yi's many years of fishing experience, he knew at a glance that the grass carp in the store's hands were no more than three pounds and three ounces. He stole three ounces and gave half an ounce off. It was a huge discount and he really knew how to do business.
"Uncle Nan, how about medium spicy?"
"Are you not afraid of getting angry?"
"No."
Zheng Qiqi agreed with the store owner on the spiciness level, then walked to the table and sat down. She glanced at Zheng Shanshan who was busy texting, then looked at Nan Yi and said, "Uncle Nan, I don't have many classes left. Can you help me find an internship?"
Like many families with some connections, the triplets of the Zheng family chose their majors based closely on the corresponding majors and network of Ren Xia and Zheng Ming.
The eldest, Zheng Yiyi, went to the School of Political Science and Law, the second, Zheng Shanshan, studied law, and Zheng Ming was in charge of these two. The third, Zheng Qiqi, studied economics, and this one, Ren Xia, was in charge. She had been promoted from a counselor at the School of Economics. Although she may not have many students all over the world, finding a promising job for her own daughter was just a matter of making a phone call and owing a favor.
"Don't want to listen to your mother's arrangements?"
"My mother told me to find it myself."
"I see, what kind of company do you want to work for?"
"real estate."
After Zheng Qiqi finished speaking, she waited expectantly for Nan Yi's answer.
"It can be arranged, but Uncle Nan needs to ask your mother for permission."
"There's definitely nothing wrong with my mom."
Having gotten what she wanted, Zheng Qiqi felt relaxed and started chatting with Nan Yi about Super Girl. She really enjoyed chatting with Nan Yi because there was no generation gap between them. She could talk about any topic and he even knew more about some popular trends than she did.
After having dinner with the two sisters of the Zheng family, Nan Yi flew to Xiangkeng and went to the New Territories Lavender Farm as soon as he got off the plane.
Lavender Manor is Nan Ruoqi's property. She spent most of her childhood in the Mushroom House. When she was six years old, the Mushroom House was no longer suitable for her age. Then, Nan Yi built the Lavender Manor according to Nan Ruoqi's idea.
In the garden.
Nan Ruoqi sat in front of a drawing board, holding an oil painting brush in her hand, concentrating on sketching on the board. Behind her, Zhao Shixian stood with a coffee cup in his hand, looking kind.
Nan Yi tiptoed to Zhao Shixian's side and looked at the "Carpet Weaver" on the drawing board which was already almost completed. He exclaimed in his heart that it was an amazing work. If it were materialized, it would not be possible to buy it without two or three hundred million American dollars.
Nan Ruoqi added another stroke to the female worker's hair. As if sensing something, she turned around and saw Nan Yi. A smile appeared on her face, "Daddy."
Nan Yi signaled Nan Ruoqi to continue, and he and Zhao Shixian watched quietly from behind.
It was not until dusk that Nan Ruoqi put down her oil painting brush, admired herself for a while, and said to Nan Yi:
"Dad, how's my painting?"
"You know I don't understand, ask your mom."
"Mommy?"
Zhao Shixian: "The color matching has improved, but I can't see what you want to express. It's empty and lacks thought."
Nan Yi: "Ruoqi is still young and knows too little about this world. You can't expect her to incorporate philosophy and ideas into her paintings. It's enough for her to improve her techniques."
"Dad, Mom, you are all wrong. My painting is called "Sparks of Revolution". Every thread is a female worker's complaint against the injustice of the world. What she weaves is not a carpet, but a tombstone for the exploiting class. What she holds in her hand is not a shuttle, but an Adler-Scar 77 rifle."
Nan Yi asked jokingly: "Holographic or red dot?"
"Holo. With a grip."
"Jiatong." Zhao Shixian yelled at Nan Ruoqi, and then said to Nan Yi with resentment: "You have led my daughter astray."
"Haha, I've already said that Ruoqi is still young, and being playful is her nature at this age." Nan Yi explained, and waved at Nan Ruoqi, "Little beauty, do you want to go shopping with me?"
"Okay, I'll go change into a miniskirt." Nan Ruoqi smiled slyly.
"Don't be naughty."
“…”
After a little fun, the three of them went out, strolled around the New Territories , and then found a restaurant to eat.
After eating, Nan Yi coaxed Nan Ruoqi back, and Zhao Shixian went to Lan Kwai Fong.
Zhao Shixian took them into a relatively quiet bar. Under the dim lights, the men and women in the hall had strange, intoxicated looks on their faces, and the atmosphere of ambiguity spread throughout the entire bar.
Out of habit, Nan Yi and Zhao Shixian chose a seat in the corner, called the waiter and ordered a dozen beers and some snacks, then they leaned back and enjoyed the passionate music.
Looking at the young men and women dancing passionately on the dance floor, Zhao Shixian's face was full of envy: "It's great to be young."
"You're not old yet. If you want to jump, go ahead and jump."
Two or three years ago, Zhao Shixian ignored the internationally accepted age grouping and began her midlife crisis. Every day when she woke up, she would sit in front of the mirror and lament. She even thought about getting a cosmetic injection, but before she could become more determined, Nan Yi dispelled the idea.
Although Nan's is currently the largest medical beauty group in the world, Nan Yi still has to say that things like plastic surgery and cosmetic injections can only fool people who are watching from afar. If they are playing with it for too long, they will easily have nightmares if they look closely.
"You come with me."
"I'm not going." Nan Yi shook his head and said, "This kind of hip-shaking is too childish. It's not something I, the Shichahai Dance King, should show off."
"Even if you are the King of Dance in Asia, you have to go with me."
Zhao Shixian dragged Nan Yi to the dance floor, and under the dim light, the two of them danced happily.
As the dance music became more intense and the swaying crowd became more crazy, the lights in the bar suddenly went out, leaving only the wall lamps around the bar emitting a dark yellow halo, and the whole bar was pitch black.
Just as everyone in the dance floor was astonished, a beam of white light shone on the stage in front of them. The accompaniment sounded softly, and a young emcee in a suit appeared under the beam of light. The booths scattered around burst into continuous applause.
"Dear old and new friends, welcome to 37 Degrees!" The young emcee grinned and said, "Today is 37 Degrees' monthly karaoke day. I'm sure everyone is excited, right?
Haha, as long as you win the monthly championship of our Thirty-Seven Degrees Karaoke, then you and your partner’s consumption at our Thirty-Seven Degrees will be fully exempted until the next Karaoke day.
OK, I won't say much, the rules are the same as before, put 500 yuan in the cash box, and you can get a chance to sing karaoke. Of course, before that, our boss lady, Ms. Liang Yixuan, will sing a song for everyone..."
Before he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out from the audience.
Amidst whistles and screams, the colored lights on the stage lit up one by one, and the bar was illuminated by colorful lights.
“Step, step, step!”
The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground spread, and a mature beauty with sexy clothes and back-length black hair came out from the backstage and walked onto the stage leisurely.
Her graceful figure, towering breasts, pretty face, charming eyes, bright red lips, every move she made exuded an impulsive temptation.
Zhao Shixian also joined in and whistled a few times, but Nan Yi did not move at all and just treated it with a normal attitude.
Seeing that Nan Yi had no reaction, Zhao Shixian couldn't help but tease: "The boss lady is so beautiful, aren't you attracted at all?"
Nan Yi picked up the bottle and took a sip. "It's just so-so. Compared to the female corpse I found in the bar 20 years ago, this woman is far inferior."
"You are the female corpse." Zhao Shixian said angrily.
As the years passed, Nan Yi began to compliment her appearance in various ways. Although she knew that this was just consolation , she still found it very helpful.
After being drunk for a while, Zhao Shixian looked towards the stage. Liang Yixuan on the stage was already humming "Like Water Flowing Time", which caused a commotion among the guests, and many of them sang along.
Zhao Shixian hummed along and said quietly, "What a pity for Ah Mei."
"Um."
As soon as Liang Yixuan finished singing and stepped down from the stage, an impatient guest contributed 500 Hong Kong dollars and went on stage to perform.
It was really a shameful show. The first young man who went up on stage hummed a song called "All Day Love". It didn't have any electronic music feel at all, but it caused wolf howls. He had not sung more than three sentences when he was booed off the stage by the guests.
Nan Yi turned to Zhao Shixian and asked, "Have you been here before?"
“I have been here.”
"Can you still blast people?"
Zhao Shixian smiled and said, "This is a major feature of 37 Degrees. As long as other guests are not satisfied, no matter how well you sing, you will be booed."
"Oh, that's interesting. Fortunately, we drove in Central. If we drove in other streets, we would have an accident."
"Sir, most of the customers in this store are office workers from Central. They wouldn't be so uncultured." A slightly hoarse but magnetic female voice squeezed into the conversation. Without turning around, Nan Yi could tell it was the voice of the proprietress.
Hearing this, Zhao Shixian called out, "Yixuan, let me introduce you to Nan Yi."
"Nansheng, hello." Liang Yixuan took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "I heard Shixian mention you."
Nan Yi turned his head and smiled at Liang Yixuan, then reached out and shook her hand gently, "Boss Liang has a beautiful voice, it's a pity that he didn't release an album."
"A few years ago, when Yixuan was about to release an album, someone plotted against her. She drank a bottle of drugged water and injured her vocal cords. She was forced to quit the music industry with hatred," explained Zhao Shixian next to her.
"That's a shame."
Nan Yi has heard of several similar stories, where the protagonists died before they became famous. An amateur cannot become a hot topic, and naturally not many media are willing to follow up and hype it, so it is little known.
"Boss Liang, since you know Shixian, why don't you sit together?" Nan Yi invited.
Liang Yixuan has been through a lot, and she took the initiative to get close to Zhao Shixian. Since Nan Yi invited her, she naturally took the opportunity. "Since Nan Sheng invited me, I'll sit down. You don't have to call me Boss Liang. Just call me Yixuan."
"Okay, Yixuan." Nan Yi smiled faintly, "I'll call you whatever you say."
"That sounds intimate." Liang Yixuan gave Nan Yi a coquettish look, and then said to Zhao Shixian: "Shixian, you haven't been here for a long time. Are you busy recently?"
Liang Yixuan is a seductive woman. Her every move is full of charm and her eyes are seductive. This kind of woman can easily give men the wrong signals. In the eyes of other women, she is a slut who attracts many people. To be able to open a bar and gain a foothold, both her ability to deal with people and the support behind her are indispensable.
"Not busy, taking care of the kids at home."
After the 1997 Incident, Zhao Shixian entered a semi-retired state. He was no longer on the front line, but more inclined to management. He arrived at the company at 10:30 every day and left work at 4 or 4:30. Unless there was a major market situation, he rarely worked overtime, let alone stayed up late.
Trading is a mentally demanding job, and sleeping hours are irregular during work. Zhao Shixian has passed the golden age for fighting on the front line. If he continues to endure this, not only will he age quickly, but he will also suffer serious damage to his body.
Today, more of PY Securities' work is undertaken by Nian Lufu. Although he is over 50 years old, he is still energetic and can easily carry on the work for another five or six years.
The two girls were chatting, but Nan Yi had no intention of listening and focused his attention on the stage.
After listening to a few songs, Zhao Shixian, who was chatting, suddenly urged: "Nan Yi, you go on stage and take back the karaoke championship."
"It's no problem for me to go on stage. You think too highly of me by winning the championship."
Nan Yi responded, and when another howler on the stage finished his wolf howling, he walked to the cash box, put five hundred Hong Kong dollars in it, and stood on the stage.
So, after another Howling Party guest finished singing on the stage, Nan Yi put five hundred yuan into the cash box and stood on the stage.
The MC came up and asked, "Sir, which song do you want to sing? I'll have someone arrange the accompaniment."
"Is there an accordion?" Nan Yi asked.
"Sir, do you want to accompany yourself?" The host was not surprised, as there were often guests who played and sang by themselves.
"Yes."
The host quickly found an accordion for Nan Yi, an old Russian tula that looked quite old.
Nan Yi took it, tried the sound, and found it good. He then sat down on the stage and tried another note into the microphone. The melodious accordion sound spread briskly, immediately attracting most of the people in the audience.
"This guy plays the piano well, he has some talent."
"Probably a professional one."
"You'll find out when you listen to the song. Who knows if it will scare people to death the moment it opens."
Nan Yi could not hear the discussions in the audience at all. He was just concentrating on the accordion. After singing a solo of "Bella Ciao", he suddenly stood up from the high chair, tapped his feet on the ground a few times, and the music he was playing became cheerful.
“The sky is like soft candy, so what if it collapses? Take a deep breath to shake off the sadness, and sing loudly when you are angry like an explosion. Love is easy, very easy, yeah… The mood is easy, very easy, oh…”
Not only was Nan Yi singing a song with a slightly coquettish tone, she also had a coquettish expression on her face. Her legs were not idle either, as she performed a "cute" dance. When she said "oh", her body was spinning in circles, and after she finished spinning, she did not forget to throw a wink in Zhao Shixian's direction.
"Hahaha!"
The strong contrast made the guests in the audience burst into laughter.
Receiving the flirtatious look, Zhao Shixian pursed her lips and smiled subtly for a while. Suddenly, the laughter broke out of her mouth and she burst into laughter.
Nan Yi on the stage sang two verses, and the song suddenly changed. His mouth puffed up and his head tilted to the left and right, acting cute, "MAI A HEE, MAI A HU, MAI A HO, MAI A HA HAMAI A HEE, MAI A HU, MAI A HO, MAI A HA HA..."
"I'm not afraid of cockroaches. I'm a bit nervous. I'm not afraid, no, no, no..."
"Da la di la, I like him, I like him, his pace has brought great changes to my world. Da la di la, I like him, I like him, his stubble, I dream of a home, and giving birth to a fat baby for him..."
"Wow, tall girl!"
"Why do many people I know forget their past love? There should be many happy things. What is the reason for hiding it? I have always made my past public, and some people left because they hated it. Such people always leave a good feeling in my memory..."
""Duck"?"
“It’s the South Korean original.”
After the initial laughter, the laughter of the guests in the audience became subdued, and they were all immersed in Nan Yi's skewers.
Nan Yi on the stage sang one cute song after another until he was out of food. Then the song changed. He looked at Zhao Shixian affectionately and hummed "Big Belly".
"How could you be so foolish that you planned to give me all of you and gave up the entire forest just for a dwarf coconut tree? How can I make you understand that it's a headache to talk about staying together forever. I can't guarantee that I can bear it if I have to guard a tree day and night.
If one day, I have a big belly, will you lose interest in me? If one day, you become a yellow-faced woman, will I think you are old and nagging? If one day, I have a big belly, will you still love me? If one day, your figure is out of shape, will I still pick the stars and the moon for you? "
"Asshole, you made me cry."
Zhao Shixian in the audience had tears in her eyes as she thought back to the past twenty years or so. This bastard on the stage had always tried his best to play the role of a good husband in front of her. He was good enough and she should be content.
After singing a song, Nan Yi leaned over to the microphone and said, "Thank you all for listening to me sing for so long. How about letting me be the King of Karaoke today?"
"agree."
"No problem."
"Let's have a round of drinks."
"Thank you for your kindness. Today, there will be no time limit for happy hour."
Nan Yi's generosity caused cheers from the audience.
Liang Yixuan's eyes lit up, and she secretly sighed that Nan Yi's move was really smart. While showing his generosity, he also earned face from her.
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Happy hour, the bar may offer certain discounts on designated drinks and snacks during specified times.
