Chapter 187 Interests are the best bridge
Tang Lin dictated the number to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Come on."
Jiang Yuan has been a show-off since she was little. Apart from the things she likes, she needs to be coaxed a lot in everything else. It is not easy to find a partner with her.
Jing Kun wrote down the number carefully, repeated it several times until he knew it by heart, and was filled with joy.
"If it works, I'll treat you to a wedding banquet!"
“Puff.”
Tang Lin laughed out loud, and Wen Zhile couldn't help laughing as well.
She was originally observing the customer base for tonight. The first day the disco opened for business was a critical juncture.
There are plenty of visitors at the moment, but free tickets will be given out every night for the first three days, so the number of visitors tonight will be reduced.
She and Jing Kun came here after evening self-study, and the disco had been open for three hours.
"Brother Tang, how much did you collect for the tickets tonight?"
"I went to the accounting department at 8:30 to check. Two-thirds of the guests on the first and second floors used free tickets. The remaining one-third, about 30 people, are five dollars per person from Monday to Friday. The private rooms on the second floor cost an additional five dollars."
When the restaurant first opened, Tang Lin temporarily set a lower ticket price.
It is estimated that the stage on the first floor can accommodate nearly a hundred people. There are three private rooms on the second floor, each of which can accommodate ten people. The three sets of tables and chairs on the balcony can also seat more than a dozen people.
The store is quite large, but Tang Lin still felt it was too small as it could only accommodate limited entertainment facilities. This was one of the reasons why he lowered the ticket price to five yuan.
The ticket to the Xiangdangdang disco in Shanghai is twenty yuan per person.
"Two groups of people just went up to the KTV on the second floor. They all looked like a family of three. No one has gone to the balcony yet."
"Not counting the drinks, the ticket price alone would be around two or three hundred."
It really makes money.
Most workers in Jingzhou City earn around 100 yuan a month. In a disco, they can earn two months' wages for an average person in one night.
Five dollars is not expensive for young people, and if they grit their teeth, they can come a few more times a month.
The disco has a constant flow of customers. Jingzhou has a large permanent population, and young people account for more than half of them.
In her previous life, she remembered that several discotheques in Jingzhou were packed every night, and some of her classmates couldn't even get tickets.
According to the most conservative estimate, after deducting operating costs, the profit is still considerable.
What they need to do now is open source and consolidation.
While she was here, Tang Lin informed her of the arrangements for next week in advance: "I have invited the champion, runner-up and third place winners of the Jingzhoutai Youth Singing Contest held at the beginning of the year to sing next Saturday night. It's free."
"No money?" Wen Zhile repeated in surprise.
Tang Lin smiled innocently: "Thanks to Changsheng, he invited us by name."
Wen Zhile was surprised: "Then..."
"Don't worry, he will get all the benefits. Overall, we are making money."
Wen Zhile hung up after listening to it.
Brother Tang’s social skills are really not exaggerated. He was able to convince Brother Chang to use his face after only meeting him once.
Interests are indeed the best bridge of friendship.
Tang Lin continued, "The vendors I arranged to talk to will start selling here starting this week, and we will get 30% of the profits every night."
Jing Kun was curious: "What are they selling?"
"Mostly food and drinks." Tang Lin has experience. "I run a disco in Shanghai. Every night, the vendors selling snacks and homemade drinks make the most money. I follow the local customs here and also found a man who sells soy milk and a woman who sells donkey rolls."
"Donkey rolls are good, I love them." Jing Kun looked around and said, "Brother Tang, do you have a phone in your office?"
Tang Lin was amused: "You want to call Jiang Yuan now? At nine o'clock in the evening?"
Jing Kun: “It’s a bit late.”
"Not only is it late, Jiang Yuan is probably already gone to bed by now. She won't be attending evening self-study classes."
Jing Kun looked regretful, then he became alert: "Brother Tang, do you know Jiang Yuan so well?"
Tang Lin was speechless: "Don't be jealous. If Jiang Yuan and I were going to have a relationship, it would have happened long ago. How could it be your turn?"
It's not pleasant to hear, but it makes sense.
Jing Kun felt a little relieved.
Wen Zhile took the security guard to the second floor for a walk, and when he came back, he was about to leave: "Brother Tang, I'm going back. I'll have to trouble you to take care of the disco."
"Don't be polite, I'll take you out."
When leaving the house, Wen Zhile saw Zhang Nian crossing the sidewalk from a distance. Jing Kun also saw her and turned his head to ask, "Are you going back to school?"
Wen Zhile thought for a moment and said, "I'll go home."
Anyway, the dormitory manager doesn't care about her, so she can just go and write a leave note tomorrow morning.
"Then I'll take you to the family home."
When the two groups met, Zhang Nian saw them clearly and his eyes widened.
It’s so late, why is Wen Zhile with Senior Jing?
She looked back and saw Tang Lin walking back. She was so angry that she didn't want to talk to Wen Zhile anymore.
But Jing Kun was still there, so she had to pretend to be surprised and greet him. Wen Zhile responded perfunctorily without stopping.