158. Big Painted Cake and Little Girl

Rogo's advice makes a lot of sense, and this is also the experience he has been in the society for so many years. [Ye*zi] [You*you]

The two questions mentioned by Fat President, each of which really hit Yang Yi's shortcomings.

First, without human resources, you cannot build a framework for starting a tourism company. Things always need people to do. If you can’t find the right human resources, how can you solve the many problems you will face next? When a company is invented, this demand for talents is particularly important.

What Rogo said about the store is too big, which points out the problems facing Siyue and Yangyi Culture now. Not to mention that the bookstore has just opened less than a month, after the beginning of the New Year, it will be an important period for customers to seize the market. There are also cooperation matters with Bertelsmann, cooperation issues with Mengya Magazine, and strategy formulation under the Banyan Tree, all of which require great effort to solve.

In addition to these, there are some trivial matters that belong to Yang Yi, such as seizing the island country's comic resources and some popular animes. Yang Yi only heard of his name, but in fact he has never seen it. This is also a trouble to be solved.

There are also searches for best-selling books that are about to emerge in China, and the earliest batch of online classics that are known under the banyan tree. Although this platform is now controlled by Yang Yishu, the authors who wrote here have not signed any agreements with Yang Yi Culture or Siyue.

If other people's crops grow in his back garden, who will Yang Yi want to reason with?

In addition, after the Chinese New Year, we have to help my uncle plan to enter the catering industry; there is also an arrangement to formally visit Ji Tangdan and follow the master to learn...

This is not just because the stall is too big? It’s like a basin of water is poured out, and it’s everywhere, but there is nothing else.

Looking back and thinking about what Rogo said just now, even Yang Yi couldn't help scratching his head and smile bitterly.

"Rogo, listen to me and tell me about the situation here." Yang Yi organized the language, and then briefly introduced the situation here in his hometown to the fat man, the elderly's attachment to the old house in his hometown, Yang Hailong's idea of ​​being full of money and ambitions, and the vague concept of the big cultural industry...

"It's not that I think of wind or rain, mainly because the contradiction is very sharp. It is basically foreseeable that Yang Hailong will take action after the beginning of the year..."

"Haha, Xiaoyi, they are doing business to make money. Is it called "copper stinky"? Do you plan to do charity next? "Now the two are completely grasshoppers on the same boat, and they are quite familiar with each other and have fewer concerns when speaking.

After hearing Rogo's joking question, Yang Yi was not anxious or impatient, but just smiled and said, "Oh" and explained: "The Yang Hailong mainly wanted to make money. His opening model should be compared with the white-collar youth hostel model - occupying land, decorating, promoting operations, and then renting the store and the government to share money. This would make the commercial atmosphere too strong. What's more, when he opened, he had to relocate many indigenous people. Just like my uncle, many elderly people could not accept this method."

"Well, what about you?" Rogo knew that Yang Yi had another text: "Then what were you planning?"

"Yang Hailong wanted to occupy the old Yanhe Street with the best scenery in Xizhi, and it would not involve the relocation of the entire town. He did not have this energy yet. But even so, after the opening is completed, the people who benefited will not be the villagers in the town, but himself and the self-employed owners who rented Yanhe's store."

Yang Yi changed his mind when he said this: "What I mean is to focus on the entire Xizhi ancient town, not relocate one household, but to plan the entire ancient town and try to preserve and restore the original appearance of the water town. As for the role we play in this, it is only guidance and supervision, such as in terms of hygiene and the allocation of tourism resources... To give the simplest example, when people come to the town to have fun, they always have to eat and rest, so those families can make family restaurants, those families can make family hotels. The villagers who know how to craft will exhibit craftsmanship and those who are enthusiastic and excited will arrange them as tour guides..."

Rogo gradually became interested and nodded repeatedly and said, "Well, continue, continue."

"There are many things that can be opened in the town. After solving the three major aspects of food, accommodation and transportation, those who have no specialties will be arranged to be in the health team. At the end of the year, everyone can also get dividends from tourism income based on the number of people... In short, on the basis of exploring resources, try to keep the original flavor here. Brother Luo, do you believe me?"

"What do you believe it or not? I'm almost yours."

"Get out!" Yang Yi was very calm and thought of a section in the Red Chamber for no reason. This fat man had a natural interest. Once he was touched by someone, he felt his muscles and bones all over his body, and he also had a lot of fat and oil, making him feel like he was lying on a cotton bed...

The paralyzed 21st century fujoko!

Yang Yi cursed fiercely in his heart, and then returned to his original idea: "Brother Luo, listen to me. This kind of tourism model may not be competitive enough when resources are not generally available. But when the "Ancient Town Commercialization" model is rampant, our stream is not only the only one in China, but also one of the rare original boutique tourist spots! At that time, it is estimated that this town alone will make you count money and count it."

Rogo was still thinking about what Yang Yi said before, but when he heard the last sentence "I'm so frustrated to count money", he immediately became uneasy.

I heard Mr. Luo gritting his teeth and saying, "Xiaoyi, please excite me. If we do this, how much investment will we have to invest now? When will there be rewards and how much rewards will there be?"

All three questions are directly pointing to the core - the issue of money.

Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh helplessly: "Brother Luo, I didn't do market analysis or risk assessment. Where can I tell these things accurately? But what can be guaranteed is that I will definitely make money in the future!"

Just kidding, in the previous life, Yangshuoguang West Street took out a lot of money from those bourgeoisie every year? And how much does the annual tourism income of an ancient city in Lijiang?

The various resources in Xizhi are better and have a better geographical location. Not to mention various natural products, even various cultural resources are rare in the country.

The Prime Minister's Temple, Wengong Temple, and Cao Gong mentioned in the Stone Record that the best rice paper called "Snow 1ang Paper". The west end of the town is the largest bamboo town in the country, and the south is the green lotus and watermelons that connect the sky...

If you can’t make money by keeping these things, what a low IQ is required?

"You promise?"

"I promise as a Young Pioneer!"

"The son of the turtle is Banban!"

The two discussed for a while, and Rogo knew that Yang Yi had given him a big picture cake, but he was defeated by the shameless adjective of the reborn, such as the number one town in the country, unique, many tourists, and a treasure pot born of... Finally, he replied with tears and choked up: "Stop talking, stop talking, can't I do it? Anyway, it's not the first time you've been urging you to mad."

Then I added with unsatisfactory words: "How about it, since I met you, I always feel that my IQ has dropped sharply!"

Yang Yi laughed in his heart. Isn’t the so-called mentally retarded halo the talented skills of the reborn?

Since the two of them had made up their minds, Rogo naturally had to make plans. After pondering on the phone for a while, Fatty slowly expressed his plans: "This matter seems to be a problem in the business world, but in fact it is a problem in the officialdom!"

"Brother Luo, please give me advice!" Yang Yi was very sober now. If he talked about using the advantages of foresight to analyze the general trends at home and abroad and pretending to be a charlatan, then he was barely qualified, but when it comes to personal relationships in a certain place, he could only follow General Fat's advice.

Rogo was not pretentious there: "Xizhi is a subordinate unit of Tongjiang District. District Party Secretary Ma Zhengfang is a rare wonderful person in the officialdom. He doesn't fight for power much and has a little intention of governing inaction. However, the officials are very good, and they are not labeled as that faction. He is considered a good official. Although the current district mayor Huang Hai is promoted by Cao Jianguo, how can this person say, "mean but not kind" and "can share the joys and sorrows but not wealth". So there are a lot of people behind him who are dissatisfied with him, so this matter must fall on the head of Deputy District Mayor Meng Chang!"

"Ha, Brother Luo, you should look at him with admiration if you haven't seen each other for three days! You are mean and merciless, so you can also be humble?" Yang Yi smiled and asked back, "Since there are people like Huang Hai blocking the road, why do you have to find a deputy district chief again?"

Rogo didn't care about Yang Yi's teasing, but said leisurely: "Huang Hai is about to retreat, and that Meng Chang, his lover is Jiang Jun."

"Uncle Jiang..." Yang Yi's tone was unpredictable.

"Distant cousin niece."

Yang Yiqing couldn't help but clenched her fists hard.

"Then let it go. I'll die first. Xiaoyi, make a detailed plan for this matter. I will probably go back to Yuezhou at the seventh day of the first lunar month, and then I will go to the Meng District Chief's house together! But you should say hello to Uncle Jiang in advance."

"Well, Brother Luo, I know, then you're busy."

Unexpectedly, I had a headache all the way and was solved in just a few words from Rogo, which made Yang Yi feel lighter.

The reason why I want to do these things temporarily is not for money considerations. If I just copy them hard for money, that is what a reborn person should do the most.

But just like Yang Yi has always been, those dreams that cannot be left behind, which sound ridiculous, try to retain some original and pure Chinese culture, whether it is to save the country in a curve or to use it to integrate it into the times again, in short, it is to do its part and mind.

Just like the comic revisions I have been working on, and the current ancient towns are open. In my previous life, I saw many ancient towns like cities that never sleep. There were golden ghosts and petty bourgeois bars everywhere, almost like a copy of the same mold, and there was no "old" atmosphere.

However, this opportunity now seems to allow the young Yangyi Culture to grow its roots wider.

...

"Hi, Hou Yi!"

A crisp and tender greeting sounded a little hesitant.

Immersed in the beautiful prospects, Yang Yi did not look back. He no longer felt anything about the name.

It was not until the sound rang out again that he woke up. It seemed that he was calling himself?

Under the red plum tree three steps away from him, she was actually a childhood playmate. The girl Yang Jian was standing there looking at him, her eyes containing a lot of things, which was intriguing.

"Uh, it's you, Yang Jian." Yang Yi was a little stunned, as if the person in front of him was still the tomboy girl who was holding the corner of his clothes when he was a child, shouting "Brother Xiaoyi, take me to play".

In the blink of an eye, the two of them walked together on the peaceful and quiet Jiangnan Old Street in the ancient town. April was breeze and shining brightly. They were shaking their red scarf and storming a big grasshopper in one hand, running in front, and she giggled and chased after them.

Then, there was no more. When he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, Yang Yi's grandmother passed away. He also went from the ancient town to his mother. From then on, he met the girl with the little girl. Until the end of the first year of junior high school, when he came back again, he heard that the girl had already gone to another place with her family.

Three years, whether it is long or short, it is enough to form a small reason for remembrance. Yang Yi escaped from his memory and looked at Yang Jian with a little more missing of the beautiful past: "Long time no see, okay? By the way, my name is Yang Yi now, and the 'yi' of 1234 is not Hou Yi."

"Yang Yi?" The short girl chewed the name in her mouth, then smiled: "Oh, yes, I heard that you have changed your name long ago."

Yang Yi didn't know if it was his own illusion. Although the girl in front of him was smiling, her eyes did not have the same joyful meaning as before, and she was always a little alienated.

It’s not surprising that if you count carefully, you have been separated for five years and have no contact in the past three years. Children in the growth stage are easy to forget, and they will constantly encounter new scenery and new friends. Old kites are either piled up in the corner of the glove box or have already broken the line.

"Why are you here and going out for a walk?" Yang Yi suddenly felt that there was nothing to say. This reunion seemed to be just an accident than a surprise.

Yang Jian next to him felt mixed feelings. When she saw Yang Yi just now, she hesitated whether to come forward to say hello. Under the impulse and drive of her heart, she still called Yang Yi, but now she regrets it.

My father clearly told me that I should not have any contact with this boy anymore, why would I do this if I was so stupid?

"Oh, yes, my dad went out after lunch, and my mom held the mahjong again and didn't put the brand basket."

"Haha." Yang Yi smiled. This girl was still so rude.

However, Yang Jian found that he seemed to have said the wrong thing again, and was a little angry with his condition. He smiled and changed the topic: "After you moved away, many classmates asked me about you. But later he heard that you graduated from your mother's factory and were admitted to Yuezhou No. 3 Middle School after graduating from elementary school?"

"Um."

"No. 3 Middle School was also very good before..." After saying a while, Yang Jian didn't know what to say.

Although he really wanted to not lose weight in front of his former playmates, especially after learning about Yang Yi's current situation from his father, Yang Jian's mood has been very complicated.

Missing, pity, disdain, and being embarrassed by the shame and anger at the time when I was following him before.

Speaking of psychological maturity, Yang Jian will not be inferior to Yang Yi's children and classmates in the first high school. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is comparable to some young people who have entered society.

After all, the family has followed her father in recent years, and what she has seen is far from being comparable to students from everyday school - two points and one line in the family, and has already begun to take shape; so now when we meet by chance, because of a temporary loss of precaution, we want to highlight our sense of superiority in front of Yang Yi, so we said such words as "No. 3 Middle School was also very good before."

"It will be better in the future." Yang Yi smiled. After all, he was a school he had been in for three years. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings. And now Xue Haiqing is in charge of the Third Middle School. It should not be a big problem for No. 3 Middle School to return to the key ranks of the city under the management of the old man.

But for Yang Jian, Yang Yi's words were not peaceful, and he vaguely challenged himself, like a fight between two children who did not accept each other.
Chapter completed!