Rebirth: I Want to Surf

Compared with the Temple of Heaven, the presence of the Temple of Earth is not high.

Its own influence is not even as good as Shi Tiesheng's essay "I and the Temple of Earth".

There are four gates in Ditan Park. In the golden autumn of October, which coincides with the National Day, Yao Yuan chugs to the west gate on a small motorcycle early in the morning.

Facts proved that he was right, because Brother Dong drove the red flag for a while, killed all the opponents with the momentum of meeting each other, and squeezed into the only remaining parking space.

He came down to look at the little motorcycle, and was quite envious, saying: "You are more flexible than me."

"This is called not changing your original intention. If you drive the red flag, you will be separated from the masses."

"I will be close when I need to be close. The employees in the company are all my brothers and sisters."

Brother Dong smiled with thick eyebrows, and mixed with Yao Yuan into the park with the crowd.

I saw book booths all over the mountains and valleys, and citizens who came early to shop for goods. First, the east-west Central Avenue area is either owned by Xinhua Bookstore Group, or by well-known publishing houses such as Sanlian, Business, and People's Literature.

The book is relatively complete, but the degree of discount is not large, and it is generally not possible to bargain.

Then there are the north and south areas, where there are Chinese bookstore groups and private stores.

Chinese bookstores are quite special. Their main business is to collect and sell old books, periodicals and rubbings of inscriptions. In the early days of reform and opening up, many people went there to pick up leaks, and they collected a lot of treasures.

Not now, it’s already 2003, and the collectibles market has risen.

Brother Dong looked at the people who kept coming in, and said, "I'm afraid the flow of people can exceed 100,000."

"Basically, everyone was overwhelmed by SARS."

"I know everyone is overwhelmed, but I didn't expect that so many people like books, especially in the era of rapid development of the Internet and electronic products."

"It won't be brilliant for a few years, and paper books will become a niche hobby in the future."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and with their respective brains and thinking, they both thought of a lot.

They walked among the booths of various state-run, private, and individual bookstores. Men, women, and children passed by. Most of them carried boxes, large bags, and even trolleys. They came in and out like treasures, or stopped.

Yao Yuan also stopped from time to time to look through and take a look.

He came from a later age, and e-books had long been popular at that time, but he still retained the habit of reading paper books, especially books on traditional literature, history, and art. He always felt unreal without touching the paper with his fingers.

As I was walking, I saw the big booth of Xinhua Bookstore, holding a banner saying: "Warmly welcome Mao Xinyu and Kong Dongmei..."

Someone nearby said:

"Hey, are these two coming today?"

"Let's sign the book!"

"They do this too?"

"What's the matter? Pu Cunxin came here yesterday, and Feng Yuanzheng came before! I heard that Kong Dongmei has set up a Juxiang Bookstore company, which is the business counterpart!"

Yao Yuan stepped forward silently, looked at the introduction, he was really coming today, and it was really a book signing.

There are two books: "My Father xxx" and "My Uncle xxx".

Commander Yao silently bought a copy each, turned around and left, Brother Dong was surprised and asked, "Aren't you waiting for the autograph?"

"Just sign it, let's go and find Lao Li."

The two continued to walk north and arrived at Li Yan's booth.

Li Yan set up 7 private booths in a big way, which looked like a military tent, with a certain book company and a branch of a certain bookstore written on the outside.

"Boss Yao! Boss Dong!"

"Look how I am?"

"Not bad! The performance is promising!"

Yao Yuan and Brother Dong looked at it, and they were quite generous.

The booth is a simple shed, with bookshelves inside, bookstalls outside, and large cardboard boxes containing ultra-low-priced discounted books. The most magical box has a card stamped in it: "One yuan a book!"

There are also people selling tapes and CDs. There are quite a few people, and it is as noisy as a market, because prices can be negotiated here.

The historical meeting of the three giants of Maiwo e-commerce, rough, simple, unreliable, grass-roots team!

Li Yan has been busy for a long time when he saw it. He sat down on a bench, held a big tea mug, and pointed out: "12,000 booths, 230,000 kinds of books, sales of more than 6 million in the first two days, and hundreds of thousands of copies sold !

Brother is not talented, sold 20,000 copies..."

Li Yan is quite proud. He can't compare with big publishing groups. In the private sector, he can still do well. Knowing the purpose of today's meeting, he took a sip of water and continued:

"In the first two days, "Shame", which just won the Nobel Prize for Literature, "Red Wall Fairy Tales: My Family Lives in Zhongnanhai", "100 Management Fables That Affect the World" are extremely popular, "Harry Potter" and " "Gone with the Wind" and "A Beautiful Mind" are also good...but we sell them at ultra-low prices, and we can't keep the prices down for new books, so we still focus on old books."

"What's the lowest price for an old book?"

"hey-hey!"

Li Yan laughed wretchedly, then lowered his voice and said, "The book business is very profitable, and those who cry poor are fools. I sell books online, and it's more economical to produce and sell books myself.

Print a copy of "To Live", if the shipment volume is large, the price is more than 20 yuan per copy, and I can get 20% off! "

"2 fold?!"

Yao Yuan gave a secret fuck, and asked again: "Where's the love letter?"

"We connected with each other, and she can provide a manuscript of about 140,000 words, 32-format offset paper, and take a few photos of her for illustrations, plus some interviews and comments from netizens. It's not too much to sell for 30 yuan, right?

And we have to hurry, Mu Zimei is so popular, those pirate booksellers are like flies smelling shit, they will pounce on it in minutes! "

"I understand, don't worry. What about tapes and CDs?"

"The CDs are not as good. The tapes are selling well. They can be sold for 1 yuan a box. Hey, the repeaters are also selling well. You know the market!"

It's not that Yao Yuan understands the market, but he understands history.

These days mp3 is popular, and the last glory of tape and Walkman, if sold at a super low price, will definitely attract a large number of buyers.

"I sent someone to do some research. Regarding our existing products, I won't say anything I can think of, but there is one thing you can never think of..."

Yao Yuan paused, and said, "Film!"

"film???"

It was indeed beyond the expectations of the two of them. Brother Dong doubted: "Should all young people use digital cameras?"

"Yes, young people like to use digital cameras, but as we have seen here, there are still so many people who love books under the wave of the Internet.

And photography is different from others, film cameras will not be eliminated for a long time. "

"Yes! I can get the goods!" Li Yan said.

"I can too!"

Brother Dong also had to show his strength, and said with a smile: "Don't look at my 12 counters, but the entire Zhongguancun is my warehouse, and I can transfer goods at any time. I have packed the discs, and I have as many as I want!"

Yes, you are selling!

Li Yan took a notebook casually, wrote down the main products of this promotion, and then studied how to bundle and match them to stimulate users' desire to buy.

This is an extremely crude and highly targeted fraudulent activity.

In the noisy book market, the three of them had a preliminary discussion, which is yet to be discussed in detail later. They were very satisfied emotionally. Yao Yuan had never done it, Dong Ge had never done it, and Li Yan had never done it. Suddenly, they found their entrepreneurial passion again...

After chatting, Yao Yuan and Brother Dong left and continued to visit the book market.

The Xinhua Bookstore is in a mess. It should be the two book signings. But Commander Yao finally went to the booth of the Chinese bookstore and picked out some ancient books.

Dong Ge is so resplendent, good-looking, and good at pretending to be cultured. He spent 100,000 yuan to buy a set of Ming Jiajing Shidetang engraved editions "Xunzi" and "Wang Wengong Wenchao".

Commander Yao bought a set of the first edition of "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" in the 27th year of the Republic of China based on his preferences.

………………

A certain army, family building.

The three members of the Zhang family just came back from a trip.

Yinyin was cutting fruit in the kitchen, Liu Shuping was tired and rested on the bed, and a middle-aged man was sitting by the bed, tall, dark-skinned, wearing glasses, quite serious.

It was Yinyin's father, Zhang Guoan, who is currently a scientific researcher in the regiment.

He looked serious, but he spoke quite gently to his wife. Liu Shuping also changed her old temper, showing some fun as a husband and wife.

"It's really getting old. It's exhausting to walk all day."

"I'm just getting old, and my energy is getting worse and worse recently."

"Come on, you played on the computer until midnight yesterday, thinking I don't know?"

"I was repairing the computer, not playing."

"It's all the same, anyway, I don't understand..."

Liu Shuping stretched her waist, and continued to lie down on the bed. The bedroom was quite big. There was a locker against the wall, where there were many books, a few film cameras, and a violin.

Zhang Guoan can be described as versatile, a literary and technical geek, chatted: "How much did Yinyin buy the camera?"

"It's more than three thousand, and I bought it in partnership with someone called Dai Hanhan."

"Oh, I don't like digital ones, the photos don't have any texture at all."

"Can young people like you? I think it's okay to take pictures..."

As Liu Shuping was talking, she suddenly called out, "Yinyin, where's your camera?"

"It's in the bag!"

"Let me see the photo you took today?"

"Um!"

With her daughter's permission, Liu Shuping took her bag, took out the camera, looked at the photos taken during today's outing, and said with a smile, "This girl has good photography skills, it's up to you."

"Let me see."

Zhang Guoan leaned over, saw a photo of the couple together, shook his head and said, "Amateur level."

"How can I compare with you, how many years have you played with cameras?"

She clicked her tongue and looked at it, commenting a few words from time to time: "This flower is well photographed, if this flower..."

Bang!

snap!

Her sudden pause was almost at the same time as the sound from the kitchen. Zhang Guoan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing who to ask first, and then saw his daughter running to the door in a panic, looking at Liu Shuping with a pale face.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Guoan asked.

"I, I... I didn't hold the plate."

"Didn't hurt your hand, so careless."

Zhang Guoan stood up and went to the kitchen.

Zhang Yin clawed at the door frame, not daring to come in. She saw Liu Shuping staring at the camera for a long while, then clicked twice to delete it, and turned her attention to her daughter.

"..."

"..."

Liu Shuping's face was watery, she couldn't see any thoughts, she just got out of bed slowly, and went to the kitchen to help clean up.

"Go back and talk!"

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