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Volume 1 Simple Life Chapter 132 Genuine, Antiques, and Love Words

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    With the joint mediation of the resident officials represented by Liu Ruolan and friendly people represented by Fang Xiaoqiu, the war between Ye Cong and Gu Mei came to an end temporarily.  The smoke is gradually dying down, but the aftermath remains.

    Gu Mei, who is out of tune, whimsically wants to use her identity as a teacher to suppress Ye Cong, but for Ye Cong, her identity as a teacher is not enough.  She is more like a trouble, an extremely unstable time bomb hidden in Ye Cong's life.  For her, the only thing to do is to be vigilant and vigilant. If possible, Ye Cong would like to tie her to death with a rope, trap her in a trap, and throw her thousands of miles away, out of sight and out of hearing. Only then can she rest easy.

    However, wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel. The house that Gu Mei lives in belongs to Ye Cong, and she also teaches physical education in Ye Cong's class. It can be said that Gu Mei has been completely involved in Ye Cong's life.  I have to go to school and ignore my own business.  Therefore, the armistice could be broken at any time.

    Speaking of business, Fengrui Video Store¡¯s profits have been very stable during this period.  Although it is not as grand as when it first opened, the daily turnover is still considerable.

    Inspired by this, several small video stores were opened in Beitong County, mainly selling pirated tapes.  Ye Cong had already anticipated this situation.  The equipment in the entertainment hall has not arrived. That is because Chen Jiahua has been busy organizing the supply of genuine audio and video products for him.

    In the 1980s, the pop music industry in the Mainland was just beginning. Many audio and video publishing houses emerged in the Mainland, such as Inner Mongolia Audio and Video Publishing House, Yunnan Audio and Video Publishing House, Jilin Audio and Video Publishing House, etc. There were no less than dozens of them, but at this time  Mainland publishing houses only focus on the publishing and distribution of records and tapes. Their main tasks are song selection, recording and sales, and they adopt a short-term and fast-paced business philosophy.  They value songs that are good-sounding and popular. Even if they have been published by other publishers, they can still be repackaged and republished.  But I have no idea about the singer himself.

    For example, in the 1980s, the king-level mainland singer Zhang Si released 29 albums, with sales of more than 20 million, from nearly ten publishing houses all over the world. This is unimaginable in future generations.

    Looking back at Hong Kong and Taiwan at this time, their concept was to build entertainment as an industry.  An unknown singer may just have a good image or a good voice, but that's enough. They have a complete set of processes to package, publicize, and promote it, thereby creating an entertainment star that can rival a cash cow.  .

    ¡°Compared with singers from the Mainland, music works published by Hong Kong and Taiwan obviously have many more choices, and their ¡°money¡± prospects are also better.  In Ye Cong's impression, most of the popular music in Hong Kong and Taiwan at this time came from several publishing houses in Guangdong.  Guangdong Province, located at the forefront of reform and opening up, has the advantage of being close to the public. Many of Hong Kong's top singers were first known to mainlanders through these platforms.

    Chen Jiahua is currently busy with this matter.  Don¡¯t think that the purchase of goods at that time was like that of later generations, where you paid with one hand and delivered it with the same convenience as buying radish and cabbage. In the 1980s, it was still a buyer¡¯s market, and social demand was strong. The emperor¡¯s daughter didn¡¯t have to worry about getting married. If you wanted to buy it, you still had to buy it.  It depends on whether others will give you this face.

    "However, Chen Jiahua is quite reliable. He did not refuse, which means there is still hope for the matter. The subsequent small batch shipments also show that things are going smoothly.

    Although the purchase volume is not large, Ye Cong still signaled Zhong Bin to start the transformation of the video store. On the one hand, widely publicizing the benefits of genuine products, dumping pirated copies at low prices, and widening the price difference between genuine and pirated copies are on the other hand.

    ?According to Ye Cong, it leaves customers with the impression that cheap goods are not good, and good goods are not cheap.  The final result of diverse choices is that sales volume has not increased significantly, but profits have increased significantly.  This is entirely thanks to the expensive genuine tapes.

    This is not surprising. Chinese people are too face-conscious, and their consumption concepts are always dominated by the psychological tendency of caring about face and showing off. Rather than suffering from the pain of listening to rubbish and pirated copies and then going out to scold your mother, it is better to save money and spend less and buy a genuine copy and show it off.  .  Therefore, without too many choices, a considerable part of the face money flowed into the pockets of Ye Cong, a small profiteer.

    This was not enough. Ye Cong took the time to make a call to Chen Jiahua and asked him to put the matter of the entertainment hall aside and concentrate on smoothing out the purchase channels for genuine tapes. After Fengrui's complete transformation, it would not be too late to do that again.  .

    No matter how good-tempered Chen Jiahua was, he couldn't stand it anymore and clamored for Ye Cong to pay him a salary.

    "You promised to help me collect antiques. It's been almost a year and there's still no sign of you. You still dare to order me with confidence. Do you think I'm your parent's employee?"

    Ye Cong had forgotten this matter long ago, and only remembered it after he reminded her.

    Chen Jiahua couldn¡¯t let Chen Jiahua notice this. He quickly laughed and tried his best to describe the bleak prospects of the antique industry, cursing?Swore to complete the matter as soon as possible without Chen Jiahua having to pay a penny, and to pay for his services with antiques.  Only then did Chen Jiahua calm down.

    Ye Cong was worried after putting down the phone. It was easy to agree, but where could he find antiques for him?

    During the self-study class in the afternoon, Ye Cong kept thinking about this matter and was not even in the mood to do his homework.

    Fang Xiaoqiu saw that he was worried, so he lay down on the table, covered his head with a book, turned to him and asked: "Ye Cong, what are you thinking about?"

    Ye Cong sighed and said: "Brother Chen asked me to help him collect antiques, otherwise my family Xiaoqiu will be forced to pay the debt. Do you think I won't worry about it?"

    Fang Xiaoqiu chuckled: "Don't look for me, you can pay the debt yourself."

    The little girl¡¯s sweet face was filled with smiles, her red lips were dyed, and her eyebrows were picturesque, making Ye Cong couldn¡¯t help but twitch his fingers.

    Ye Cong turned her with the tip of his elbow: "Are you going to your new home to review your homework at night?"

    "New home?" Fang Xiaoqiu was stunned.

    "The new house we bought."

    Only then did Fang Xiaoqiu understand.

    "New home" and "us", these words are full of ambiguity, which makes the little girl feel happy and shy at the same time, lowering her eyes and blushing.

    "Don't involve me in your home." Fang Xiaoqiu said coquettishly.

    "Hey, what's mine is yours, what's yours is mine, don't be polite to me."

    Fang Xiaoqiu¡¯s eyes flashed and she gave him a big hygiene ball.

    Ye Cong raised his head and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he leaned against Fang Xiaoqiu's ear and whispered: "You and me, there are so many evil feelings, many places, and they are as hot as fire. Twist a piece of mud  One you, mold one me. Break the two of us together, and mix them with water. Twist another you, and then mold one me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I live in the same quilt with you, and die in the same bed with you.  outer coffin."

    Such love words are obviously very destructive for a young girl like Fang Xiaoqiu, who is just beginning to fall in love. She lowered her head, her face was red, and she pinched the skirt of her clothes with her two little hands, twisting and twisting for a long time before using the gesture.  The mosquito was not much older and said in a voice: "Yes, me too."

    The leaves are full of joy.  This little girl has the thinnest skin. It¡¯s rare that these love words can be recognized by her. Is this considered a successful training?

    He quickly struck while the iron was hot and asked tentatively: "Are you going that evening?"

    Fang Xiaoqiu nodded lightly and said like a gnat, "Yeah."

    Ye Cong¡¯s heart was full of sunshine.

    get out of class was over, Liu Ruolan turned back from her seat, looked at Ye Cong, and then at Fang Xiaoqiu.

    Ye Cong is thick-skinned and calm.  Fang Xiaoqiu couldn't stand it any longer. She looked around, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Liu Ruolan.

    "What were you two muttering about just now?" Liu Ruolan asked.

    Fang Xiaoqiu kept waving her hands: "No, I didn't mutter anything."

    Ye Cong could no longer remain silent.  This girl Liu Ruolan is trying to eliminate territorial disputes and defend the integrity of her sovereignty.  It's my fault too. Just now I was only focused on teasing Fang Xiaoqiu, but in the end I forgot about Liu Ruolan.  But then again, the two girls are more youthful than the other. If they remain inseparable like this, when will they be able to achieve their sexual goals?

    ¡°Alas, the three monks have no water to eat, and the two wives have no food to eat, so we have to put it aside for the time being and solve the immediate problem first.

    He quickly smiled and said: "I'm going to the new house to review my homework in the evening, will you go?"

    Liu Ruolan glanced at him: "Then do you want me to go?"

    Ye Cong felt a smell of vinegar coming towards him. He touched his nose and said, "Of course I hope everyone can go together."

    Liu Ruolan nodded with satisfaction: "You know the truth."

    Ye Cong smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, I have to beg you to give you tutoring lessons. Isn't this mean? Where can I go to reason?"

    After the crisis was over, Fang Xiaoqiu returned to normal. Thinking of the reason for Ye Cong's worry, she laughed and said, "Lan Lan, do you have any antiques at home? Help Ye Cong look for them, otherwise he will ask me to pay the debt."

    Liu Ruolan glared at Ye Cong and hugged Fang Xiaoqiu: "He dares!"

    Ye Cong said sternly: "This matter is really urgent. Help me think about it. It's not like we have old stuff for nothing. Why don't we just spend money on it?"

    Liu Ruolan thought for a while and said with some uncertainty: "The oldest thing in our hometown is the pickle jar. I heard it was left by the old people in the past."

    Ye Cong¡¯s eyes lit up.  In his previous life, he had heard a lot of stories about buying cats and asking for bowls. Most people didn't know how to do it, so it was common for pearls to secretly throw away everything they had.  In this era, people did not have the habit of moving residences. It is very common in rural areas to live next to each other for dozens of generations. It is difficult to keep a cat food bowl or a pickle jar.It is a famous vessel covered in dust.

    "Think about it carefully, how old was the old man who left it?"

    "How old" Liu Ruolan tilted her head and thought for a while, "It seemsprobablyit seemsit was passed down from my grandfather's generation, right?"

    Ye Cong's face suddenly fell: "Auntie, even if your grandfather lived for a hundred years, it was only more than a hundred years. If it can be considered an antique, I will go home and demolish the house. Let's demolish it."  You can make money by taking out the bricks!"

    Although he said this, Liu Ruolan's words reminded Ye Cong that Beitong County has a short history and there are very few historical sites in the county.  But this does not mean that there are no rural areas.  How about going to Liu Ruolan's hometown during the summer vacation?

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