Chapter 23 There are plenty of ways to make money (bug fix): Make some extra cash while you're at it.

After mentally preparing himself, Wang Xiao went to receive the commendation for his courageous act, a first for the province, with remarkable composure.

Wow, she only realized how lucky she was when she arrived at the awards ceremony.

Among a group of true heroes who had broken arms and legs, had their spleens removed and intestines repaired, and some even had to sit in wheelchairs forever, she, who had been lying in bed for a week with a concussion, was almost embarrassed to admit that she was injured.

Even more fortunately, although the passengers on their bus were initially like quails, completely unaware of the need to resist, they eventually sprang into action and collectively overpowered the five robbers.

Other heroes who intervene in robberies are not so lucky; they usually fight alone, with no one around to lend a helping hand.

The worst off were two reporters who, while on a bus, encountered a robbery and were being beaten by the thugs. When they asked the driver to take them to the police station, the driver dismissed them as meddling.

When the two men got off the train with blood streaming down their heads, the conductor yelled at them, demanding that they compensate the assailant for the broken window caused by his slamming their heads against the train.

This is absolutely outrageous! It's ridiculously absurd!

Wang Xiao even suspected that the reason she was able to receive the provincial commendation for her courageous act was because the relevant authorities wanted to use her as a role model to prove to the public that the price of acting bravely is not so high and that there is still true kindness in the world.

Dr. Chen Yanqiu, as a family representative, also attended the commendation ceremony, but was so frightened that her face turned pale. After her daughter stepped off the stage, she fiercely warned her that if she encountered such a thing again, she should stay as far away as possible.

The reward for his act of bravery was wonderful. They helped the farmer who had broken his leg to change his agricultural residency status and even arranged a job as a boiler operator. His family was so moved that they shed tears.

But my family doesn't care. Do we need the 1,500 yuan bonus, or are we counting on a two-level raise to make a fortune? We don't care about anything else, as long as our daughter is safe and sound.

Comrade Wang Tiejun was displeased and lectured his wife: "How could we have to encounter such a thing again? Bah! The disaster of a lifetime is over, and it will never happen again."

Chen Yanqiu, unusually, did not refute the old man, but instead echoed, "Yes, yes, that's enough."

We've already survived bloodshed and disaster, what more do you want?

If it's someone else's blood that's spilled, then it's still a bloody disaster.

Even someone as carefree as Wang Xiao couldn't help but be moved when he heard the old couple say this, and he smiled and echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, it's gone, it'll be gone from now on."

Comrade Wang Tiejun had another brilliant idea: "Let's go, let's go burn some incense to calm Xiaoxiao down."

This time, it was Dr. Chen Yanqiu who berated him: "Do you even have a brain? Our Xiaoxiao is an advanced individual now. Their director said he's going to give Xiaoxiao special attention and recommend her for Party membership. And now you're going to burn incense and engage in feudal superstition. Are you afraid you won't harm her?"

Wang Xiao listened with great amusement; the old couple seemed to be performing a comedy routine every day.

She was grinning on one side when a car horn sounded on the other.

Tang Yicheng leaned out of the driver's side window of the van and called out loudly, "Get in."

Wang Xiao was particularly surprised: "Hey, what brings you here?"

As soon as she said it, she felt embarrassed; the bright red award certificate and the stack of banknotes felt like burning hot potatoes.

If someone absolutely has to take the honor, it should be Tang Yicheng.

If he hadn't displayed such extraordinary strength, the other passengers on the bus probably wouldn't have had the courage to fight back.

Tang Yicheng gestured for them to get in the car, showing no sign of displeasure: "I'm delivering soap to the hotel, and it just happens to be on my way."

He wasn't lying. It was already evening, and he didn't dare to walk back to Xin County at night. He would park the car downstairs in the steel factory's residential area.

In 1990, even in the provincial capital, parking lots were scarce. You had to find an empty spot to park your car. But if you didn't choose a good spot, someone might smash your car window, destroy your car door, or even burn your car. You would have nowhere to turn for help.

Chen Yanqiu glared at her husband. What was he thinking? Even if the award ceremony was a maze of twists and turns, and they had to take two buses to get home, it was still better than calling Tang Yicheng over.

How embarrassing!

Wang Tiejun was also embarrassed. He had just casually mentioned it yesterday, but he didn't expect the young man to come all the way to pick him up.

Well, so many people are being honored, but he's the only one missing. Who can bring themselves to say that?

Wang Xiao got into the car with a furrowed brow, then began to press, "Delivering soap? You delivered the soap to each hotel door?"

Tang Yicheng nodded, quite frankly: "Of course, we can't expect them to go all the way to Xin County to get the goods."

During the planned economy era, soap factories were only responsible for production. Once the products were ready, trucks from the supply and marketing company would pick them up. Later, with reforms, distributors at various levels would come to the factory with delivery slips to pick up the goods, and then the distributors would distribute them to the next level of distributors, selling them to consumers.

Now they've started anew, directly customizing soaps for hotels, so their original distribution network is no longer needed, and the factory has to handle the delivery.

Wang Xiao almost fainted when she heard that.

This is 1990! The Third Plenary Session of the Twelfth Central Committee has been going on for 12 years. How come these people's heads are still not moving?

Home delivery? What a ridiculous idea!

The country is so big, it would take them forever to deliver it.

Leaving aside goods from all over the country, just the goods from the entire province alone, the postage and transportation costs for these trips might be higher than the profit from selling soap.

Tang Yicheng could only awkwardly explain that the factory had only completed the first batch of orders, which were delivered to the provincial capital, and deliveries to other areas of the province had not yet begun.

"Stop." Wang Xiao couldn't take it anymore and abandoned his principle of never meddling in other people's business. "Just use express delivery. Hmm, mail, understand? Talk to the post office properly. You have the advantage of sending a lot of goods, large shipment volume, and many orders. You can talk to them with confidence and get the express delivery fee down."

Seeing Tang Yicheng's bewildered expression, Wang Xiao grew anxious. "Soap has sales targets, but doesn't the post office have them too? Everyone wants orders. If you want orders, then lower the price."

Tang Yicheng reacted quickly and got the point, and even pointed out the loophole: "But the post office won't give us a discount, so we can't do anything about it. We can only rely on them to mail our mail."

Well, that's where the arrogance of monopolies lies.

Thirty years from now, the postal service will also have to compete with private courier companies like STO Express, YTO Express, ZTO Express, Yunda Express, and SF Express for business.

There is only one branch now; if you want to send something, you can only go to the post office.

You'd be a fool to even acknowledge someone's interest in you.

Wang Xiao took a ruthless approach: "There's more than one post office in the world, like Xin County. If they won't lower their prices, you can rent a warehouse in the provincial capital—or even just a room—and ship from there. Maybe the postage will be even lower. Or you can find a post office in the next county and ship from there. In short, we need to make Xin County Post Office understand that although they have a geographical advantage, they're not the soap factory's only option. If they don't do a good job, the factory can replace them anytime."

Wang Xiao started to sweet-talk people again, promising them a bright future: "We need to make the post office fully realize that this is a very important opportunity. If they can make a splash with our business back at the factory, then we will have successfully set a benchmark. In the future, other factories in Xin County can also sell their products through postal express, instead of having to rely on distributors at each level."

Tang Yicheng, being a former military officer, knew very little about business. Hearing this, he was once again at a loss: "What else can we send?"

“There are plenty of options; everything can be sold by mail.” Wang Xiao casually gave an example: “I remember there’s a paper mill in Xin County that produces toilet paper, right? Toilet paper can also be sold to hotels. Printing the hotel’s name and information on the inside of the paper roll is also a way of advertising.”

It's unbelievable that in this day and age, neither ordinary hotels nor public restrooms provide toilet paper; this really needs to be improved.

Poor Tang Yicheng looked even more bewildered: "What is a paper tube?"

Wang Xiao blurted out, "Toilet paper? Doesn't toilet paper have a tube in the middle?"

As soon as she said it, she suddenly realized something: even though her family was currently using those crumpled packs of toilet paper, she couldn't just throw them in the toilet; she had to put them in a garbage bag and throw them away.

So she readily agreed and emphasized earnestly, "Fine white toilet paper is definitely the future direction of toilet paper development. Existing paper mills need to find ways to introduce new technologies and start production as soon as possible. In short, as long as we find established distributors, we don't necessarily need to develop multiple layers of distributors; sales can be completed entirely through remittances and mail. Make the promises bigger, and the post office won't be unmoved. Their new business development will be the highlight of their work this year; it's definitely something to write about in their year-end summary."

She added jokingly, "If we secure a partnership with the paper mill, you should give me half of your commission."

Seeing her daughter talking so animatedly, Chen Yanqiu had to clear her throat and remind her not to keep talking about making money: "That Xiao Tang, your aunt and uncle haven't had a chance to properly thank you for Xiao Xiao's matter. If it weren't for you, who knows what would have happened to that brat."

Wang Xiao remembered too, quickly took out his wallet, took out the envelope containing 1,500 yuan, and gestured to Tang Yicheng: "I'll take the award certificate, the prize money is yours."

Tang Yicheng refused outright: "This is an award for you, I don't want it."

Wang Xiao said seriously, "No, that won't do. We know exactly what happened. They have their own choices in their publicity campaign, that's their business, it has nothing to do with us. You have to take this money, otherwise I'll feel uncomfortable. But you have to give me a receipt. It's not for any other reason than that I need to explain things to my workplace. I can't hide the truth from my workplace, I have to tell the truth."

The truth is, of course, not as lofty as she makes it out to be; she simply always has to keep something in reserve.

Since she plans to build her own personal brand, using her image as her biggest money-making tool, she must maintain a good public persona and absolutely cannot leave any dark history. Otherwise, the backlash from a future scandal would be too great.

By distributing the prize money now, even if someone brings this up again in the future, she can maintain her image as a kind and compassionate person.

Tang Yicheng still wanted to refuse, but Wang Tiejun, sitting in the passenger seat, had already stuffed the envelope into his pocket. He almost veered off course while trying to avoid it.

“Hey, hey, drive carefully.” Wang Tiejun said seriously, “You’re entitled to the money. As you can see, Xiaoxiao is our only daughter. My wife and I both have jobs, and we’re not short of 1,500 yuan.”

Tang Yicheng then fell silent.

Wang Xiao felt reassured and directly stated, "After seeing the news, I proactively contacted the soap factory and placed an order. We'll split the commission 50/50."

In any case, to express their gratitude, the soap factory generously increased her commission to four percent.

This is true gratitude.

Business is good at the factory now, and even if she only gets half and a 2% commission, she still earns more than before.

Tang Yicheng was stunned. Picking up the person today was just a side thing; he wasn't there to settle scores with Wang Xiao or anything like that.

Furthermore, he considered the act of bravery on the bus to be within his duty, and whether it would be publicized as heroism was not something he cared about.

On the contrary, he's actually quite relieved. Although he killed one and injured another, the matter is settled, and they won't bother him anymore.

Wang Xiao listened to his rambling explanation and was utterly speechless.

This person has a very broad mind.

If it were her, it would definitely cause a major social incident. Even if it's infamous fame, she'd still be famous.

Wherever there is traffic, that traffic can be monetized.

However, considering that decades from now people will still be afraid of retaliating against an aggressor and being labeled as fighting each other, being able to escape unscathed after acting bravely is indeed a good outcome.

But she reiterated, "No, you have to take half the commission. These hotels and guesthouses only found the soap factory because of the halo of being a hero. We both know who the real hero is."

Tang Yicheng laughed. His eyes were long, and when he smiled, his single eyelids didn't just narrow into slits, but rather curved into crescent shapes: "You are. If you don't want to fight, I actually didn't plan to make a move."

This sounds very harsh, but his military career instilled in him a behavioral habit: prioritizing the completion of tasks above all else.

He accompanied Wang Xiao around, and the factory leaders claimed that he was asked to help with sales, but everyone knew that his real identity was that of a bodyguard responsible for Wang Xiao's personal safety.

Given this premise, his focus was on Wang Xiao. Even if someone nearby was being harmed, and Wang Xiao was unwilling to get involved, he couldn't abandon Wang Xiao to fight the bandits.

He now regrets not being lenient with the two robbers who went to the back of the carriage; he should have snapped their necks.

Unfortunately, the carriage was too cramped, which limited his ability to act. So when he went to the front of the carriage to deal with the other robbers, Wang Xiao ended up in danger.

From a professional standpoint, he felt he had failed miserably in his mission. What heroism is there to speak of?

Wang Xiao touched his nose, no longer trying to understand other people's thought processes, and simply made a decision: "Alright, I said we'll split it in half, so we'll split it in half. I don't like taking advantage of others. Just one thing, keep a close eye on the factory, don't let them cheat on the orders, and we won't lose a single penny of what's rightfully ours."

The soap factory's leaders even made a special trip to the hospital a few days ago to visit this heroine.

As soon as the news was released, the factory's phones were ringing off the hook, and orders poured in like snowflakes.

The factory's current inventory of soaps, even after being reduced to smaller sizes, is not enough. The production line has been restarted and is now operating on a three-shift system, leaving the factory leaders naturally overwhelmed.

Wang Xiao wasn't interested in arguing with them or saying insincere things. Rather than having them loiter around in front of her, she'd rather they focus on production and not interfere with her earning commissions.

Tang Yicheng laughed out loud, his tone becoming relaxed: "The leaders wouldn't dare. They even said privately that it was fortunate they didn't try to take advantage of you back then, otherwise we wouldn't have this good fortune now."

This is a great business opportunity that will last a long time; the factory is ecstatic.

Wang Xiao snorted: "This is nothing. You tell your boss that as long as the factory doesn't betray me, I definitely won't abandon the soap factory first. In the future, just wait for the immense wealth."

Wang Tiejun and Chen Yanqiu looked at each other, completely baffled by their daughter's strange words.

Oh well, let her be.

It's good enough that you didn't get stupid from hitting your head, what more could you ask for?

The car didn't go to the steel plant's residential area, but went directly to the plant's bathhouse.

Despite Dr. Chen Yanqiu's complaints that her husband's visits to burn incense and worship Buddha were feudal superstitions, she was actually more superstitious than anyone else.

My daughter has suffered such a terrible ordeal and spent a week in the hospital before being discharged. Of course, she can't go straight home, otherwise she'll bring bad luck back with her.

I must go to the public bathhouse to take a good bath and wash away all the bad luck before I can go home feeling comfortable.

Wang Xiao didn't object. During her hospitalization, due to objective limitations and his physical condition, she hadn't taken a shower even once, and she felt so uncomfortable that her whole body felt like it was covered in thorns.

Even if her mother didn't ask, she planned to take a nice shower as soon as she got home.

Since we're already here and there's no rush to do anything, why don't we all go in and have a good shower?

Since transmigrating into the book, this was Wang Xiao's first time entering the steel factory's communal bathhouse. She'd never been to such an old-fashioned bathhouse before, in either her previous or current life, and found it quite novel.

Perhaps because the steel plant generates a lot of waste heat, which can continuously supply hot water, the public bathhouse is particularly warm and spacious.

However, the women's bathhouse only has shower rooms, otherwise Wang Xiao really wanted to take a nice soak in the hot spring.

But it's okay if there are no fish or shrimp, she thought with regret for half a second before running in to take a shower.

Hey! I'm lucky, there were plenty of shower heads available, so I didn't have to fight with anyone.

Wang Xiao scrubbed himself vigorously for more than half an hour, from top to bottom, as if he wanted to scrub off a layer of his skin.

At first, her mother was helping her scrub her back, but later even Dr. Chen, who considers herself a bit of a germaphobe, couldn't take it anymore. She wondered how much she would have to scrub before it was over.

While rinsing off the Bee & Flower conditioner from her hair, Wang Xiao said with a serious expression, "Isn't it just because there are fewer people? If there are too many people, I wouldn't be able to wash my hair so thoroughly."

The owner of the bathhouse came over to clean and casually replied, "Take your time washing, there aren't many people here anyway."

Wang Xiao asked in surprise, "Aren't there many people taking showers?"

That doesn't make sense. Even though the steel mill's benefits are at least above average among state-owned enterprises in the province, the limitations of the times mean that only a few families can afford a detached house with a bathroom and kitchen like theirs.

Most employees don't have private bathrooms at home, let alone water heaters. Winters in the provincial capital are damp and cold, so if they want to take a shower, they definitely have to go to a public bathhouse.

The proprietress shook her head: "What nonsense! How many people take a bath in the dead of winter?"

Wang Xiao was completely confused, but the shower room was also very stuffy. She couldn't stand staying in there after showering, so she had to go out and change into clean clothes.

Chen Yanqiu then lowered her voice and whispered to her daughter, "Isn't it all because of the price increase?"

Because of the continuous waste heat generated by the steel mill, the public bathhouse was always very cheap. It initially cost 5 cents to bathe, later increasing to 10 cents. It was common for those with a good relationship with the bathhouse owner to get free baths.

Later, the reform winds reached the steel mills, and in the past few years, contracting out was particularly popular. Places like bathhouse service centers were among the first to be contracted out.

Once a contract is signed, the contractor not only has to hand over the factory's profits, but also has to ensure that they can make money themselves, which means they definitely have to control costs.

The person who offered a free shower was the first to be kicked out, which significantly increased the bathhouse's revenue.

But soon, the contractor discovered a problem: many people were using the bathhouse as a laundry room, especially after the weather got cold. For just one cent, they would bring in a huge bucket of clothes and wash them for half a day.

As a result, the bathhouse business was naturally affected.

The boss wanted to stop it, but it was difficult. After all, they all worked in the same factory and saw each other all the time; some things couldn't be said too bluntly for fear of offending people.

Later, he came up with a clever idea: to raise the price of bath tickets to two cents per trip.

Housewives, unwilling to spend an extra penny, gave up on making a special trip to the bathhouse to wash their clothes.

Correspondingly, fewer people are coming to take a bath.

Given the limited resources available nowadays, it's normal for many people to only take a bath once a month, or even once a whole winter.

Wang Xiao listened with a "oh, oh, oh," not really taking it to heart. Anyway, the hot water in the bathhouse was free, the cost was low, and it didn't matter if business was a little bad.

She dried her hair with a towel and followed Chen Yanqiu out.

The men showered quickly, and Wang Tiejun and Tang Yicheng were already sitting next to the ticket window, smoking and waiting for someone.

Wang Tiejun boasted to the bathhouse owner, "Of course! My daughter is the best in every way!"

Tang Yicheng chimed in, "That's right. If it weren't for Engineer Wang, our soap factory would still be in a mess right now."

The boss stomped his foot and sighed, complaining to Wang Tiejun: "Old Wang, why don't you have your daughter Xiaoxiao talk about our bathhouse to the reporters? At least bring me some business!"

Wang Tiejun was both amused and exasperated: "How can Xiaoxiao bring it up? It's something completely unrelated, she can't even bring it up."

The boss, however, didn't believe it and waved to Wang Xiao when she came out, saying, "Come on, college student, can you help your uncle think of a way to boost business?"

Chen Yanqiu was both amused and exasperated: "You just like teasing kids. My Xiaoxiao works in chemical engineering, she doesn't care about this kind of thing."

Wang Xiao's eyes darted around, and she asked with a grin, "If I tell you, Uncle, how much of a red envelope will you give me?"

Chen Yanqiu couldn't help but pinch her daughter's arm. This brat, the older she gets, the less sensible she becomes. Why is she talking such nonsense?

The landlady, who had just finished cleaning, casually chimed in, "Then tell me what you think. Don't worry, I definitely won't treat you unfairly."

Chen Yanqiu thought to himself, "Stop bragging. Isn't it simple to make the business profitable? Just lower the price of the bath tickets by a dime."

Wanting a horse to run but not to eat grass? That's just wishful thinking.

Wang Xiao, having been replaced, could no longer connect with Doctor Chen and her daughter. He simply smiled and said, "Well, I told you, let's change our approach and find someone from outside to support your business."

The proprietress shook her head vigorously: "That won't do, who would walk for half an hour just to take a bath?"

The nearby residents have already started taking showers here.

Wang Xiao's smile deepened: "I didn't mean taking a shower, I meant accommodation."

More than thirty years later, spending the night in a bathhouse is a must-do for budget travelers, and it's perfectly normal.

Now, public bathhouses can really make good use of their space.

“I see that as the year draws to a close, more and more people are coming to the provincial capital to collect debts. Hotels are expensive these days, and they might not be willing to spend the money. But it’s so cold, we can’t let them sleep on the street. Why not bring them to the bathhouse, let them take a bath, sleep, get a haircut and a shave, and have dinner and breakfast provided? The total price is five yuan, and we won’t have to worry about not having customers.”

The steel mill's bathhouse was famous, and even the barbershop did business there. A regular men's haircut and shave cost one yuan. Noodles were two mao per liang (50 grams), and a large rice ball with all sorts of toppings was only fifty mao. So, one yuan could solve the problem of breakfast and dinner.

The accommodation fee for sleeping in the bathhouse for one night would be a full three yuan!

It's a good way to make money.

The boss immediately perked up; oh dear, he hadn't thought of that at all. There are definitely a lot of people traveling for business these days.

That's right, you need two people at the train station and the bus station. Even if he and his wife split up to solicit passengers, they can't keep up.

Wang Xiao smiled and shook his head: "No need, you can go directly to the air-raid shelter to find the guests. The guesthouse converted from the air-raid shelter will be more effective there."

Why? Because guests have different price expectations.

Those with money and a large budget will never compromise their comforts, not even sleeping in a decent bed.

Those who go to hotels converted from air-raid shelters and sleep in shared rooms are basically trying to save money, spending three to five yuan to make do for the night. A small number are those who simply can't find a decent hotel and have to settle for second best.

What they have in common is that they have relatively low requirements for accommodation and are more accepting of the simple accommodation conditions in public bathhouses.

Compared to air-raid shelters, public bathhouses offer hot water, bathing, grooming, haircuts, and even two free meals, allowing guests to present themselves well and attract customers.

The proprietress was already doing the math in her head: three yuan per person, and with forty beds in the bathhouse, that would be one hundred and twenty yuan a night.

Goodness, we can hand over the profits to the factory after just two nights of work.

That's a huge profit!

Wang Xiao emphasized from the side, "Now that we've brought people here, you need to manage two things well: safety and discipline. Everyone should lock their belongings in the lockers, and you need to keep a close eye on those lockers so that you can't have a clear explanation if something gets stolen. The other thing is that you can't make noise. Go to bed on time. Everyone is here on business to do serious things, and they won't be happy if they don't get enough rest. If there are any people snoring particularly loudly, put a few tables where people can lie down in the women's changing room so they can sleep there."

She explained everything clearly, one point at a time, until the proprietress couldn't help but say, "Tell me, Xiaoxiao, how many red envelopes do you want? Auntie will get them for you right away."

Wang Xiao still had a smile on her face: "Then you can give me whatever you think is appropriate."

Wang Tiejun was afraid that his daughter would suffer a loss, so he quickly emphasized, "Last time, when my daughter Xiaoxiao gave someone advice, they gave her an 800 yuan red envelope."

The bathhouse owner was reluctant to part with the money; they hadn't even started yet, and who knew if the business would even succeed?

Just a little something, five hundred yuan, please.

Wang Xiao had no objection, since it was just a side job anyway. She then made a request with a smile: "However, I'm currently stationed at the soap factory. You have to give each guest who comes to stay a bar of soap. The wholesale price of the soap is four cents."

The boss's eyebrows furrowed, clearly displeased.

Wang Xiao emphasized, "When they're away on business, how many of them bring their own soap? If they want to go out clean, they definitely need soap. Be generous, uncle, it's okay to earn less. At worst, you can stop buying it and just cook for yourselves."

Tang Yicheng, now more astute, added, "And it can also advertise the bathhouse and increase its brand awareness."

What use would I be to this fame?

“Of course it’s useful.” Wang Xiao said seriously, “People who travel on business have their own circles. They ask around and find out how cost-effective it is to stay in a bathhouse. After that, you don’t need to solicit customers anymore; the customers come to you on their own.”

She added, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "So that you won't keep trying to solicit customers, and the air-raid shelter guesthouse won't be happy and might start a fight with you."

The bathhouse owner finally reluctantly accepted it.

Well, at least it's a way out. Anyway, no one comes to take a bath in the middle of the night, so the bathhouse is empty anyway.

Wang Tiejun accepted the cigarette offered to him by the bathhouse owner with great satisfaction, and said with immense pride, "Right? I'll tell you that my Xiaoxiao is the best in every way."

Chen Yanqiu felt a little embarrassed and quickly pulled her away: "Alright, let's go home. It's getting dark and we haven't cooked dinner yet."

Indeed, after the start of winter, the days are short, and it's already gray and gloomy outside.

Everyone got back into the van, and Tang Yicheng suddenly blurted out, "So, from now on, our soap factory will only do business with hotels?"

Wang Xiao asked in surprise, "How is that possible? Once the mobile advertising is out there and the brand is established, shopping malls, supply and marketing cooperatives, and small shops will come to us to buy our products. If you have your factory's salespeople go out and make a few more trips, I guarantee that some people will already be interested."

She gave an example: "For instance, guests who immediately check into the bathhouse are experiencing the warmth of the complimentary soap during their most vulnerable moment. In this way, the lotus soap has an extraordinary meaning for them. When they buy soap in the future, they will naturally choose the lotus soap under the same conditions."

After doing live-streaming e-commerce for a long time, the hosts all understand one thing: most products are not much different to consumers.

When choosing which one to buy, the key factor is its memorable appeal.

It's unclear whether Tang Yicheng understood or not, but he nodded obediently.

Chen Yanqiu and Wang Tiejun exchanged a glance, seriously suspecting that their daughter hadn't majored in chemistry in college.

Why does he keep talking about business all day long?

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Although... at that time, very few victims of highway robbery resisted. The robbers operated as a gang; although there were many passengers, they were unfamiliar with each other and were disorganized. Few dared to resist.

The article mentions a real-life example of journalists' acts of bravery, based on the stories of Liu Bin and Ning Lijun, reporters from the Baoji Daily. None of the information I found mentioned any disciplinary action taken against the driver involved.

It is also true that those who act bravely and righteously faced difficulties in securing their livelihoods at the time, which is why the rewards for such acts were later increased.

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