In the 1990s, when it came to infrastructure construction, demolition was undoubtedly a major undertaking for individuals.
Back then, most demolitions were carried out through violence, a business that offended people.
Zhao Fang himself wasn't exactly a respectable person, so he felt no pressure doing this.
"How do you make money from that stuff?" Zhao Fang really didn't know anything about it.
"How much money does the government give you, how much money do you spend during the demolition process, and the rest is yours."
"How much money can you make?"
"I'm not sure about that. It depends on the area you're involved in demolishing and the expenses you incur during the demolition process, so you'll have to figure it out yourself. It seems that your city of Landi is going to build a new port and a development zone in the south of the city. Demolition and earthwork will be a huge project. If you can monopolize the demolition work in Landi, earning hundreds of thousands or even millions a year is not a problem."
"Can you really make that much money?" Zhao Fang expressed his doubt.
“If you have the connections and the means to secure these projects, you might earn even more than I’m saying. Once you’ve worked in this industry for a few years and become familiar with it, when the real estate market opens up, you can go into real estate. Randy will be the richest man in the future, and you will be one of them.”
Zhao Fang laughed heartily, but he was still half-believing and half-doubting in his heart.
But we don't understand this either!
"If you don't understand, isn't there someone who does? Go find someone who does understand and ask them clearly. Then find someone who has the final say, and with a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other, I don't believe you can't take it down."
That's all Liang Liang can teach him. Based on Zhao Fang's experience accumulated over more than a decade in society, Liang Liang believes he knows what to do.
In the afternoon, Liang Hongyu took her biological son to her godson's place so that her biological son could practice with her godson in preparation for the school's talent show the next day.
This time, there was more than one guitar involved; the entire Snowfield Red Band came on stage specifically for Zhao Xiaoqiao's practice.
After an afternoon of painstaking effort, I finally managed to polish Zhao Xiaoqiao's song to a decent standard.
In case of an encore, they even prepared a song called "My Deskmate".
With godparents like Zhao Fang and Liang Hongyu, the benefits immediately became apparent.
While Liang Liang was training Zhao Xiaoqiao to a decent level, Zhao Fang and Liang Hongyu went their separate ways.
Zhao Fang spoke with the management of the park where the dance troupe was located, and the daily venue rental fee that the dance troupe should pay was reduced by 40%.
Leveraging her influence within the Bureau of Culture, Sports and Tourism, Liang Hongyu drastically reduced the cultural management fees that the dance troupe was supposed to pay to the Bureau.
This reduced the troupe's daily expenses by seventy or eighty yuan.
Mu Shuihua, a seasoned veteran, saw things clearly. Instead of pocketing the money she saved, she used it to improve the food for the dance troupe.
This means each person gets an extra three yuan or so per day for food, which naturally leads to a significant improvement in their meals.
After just one dinner, the girls in the dance troupe started complaining that they had gained weight, which drew Liang Liang's disdain.
"You should drink corn porridge every day. You won't gain weight no matter how much you drink. You'll be full of mush, and after a couple of big meals, you'll forget who you are. You're all just a bunch of blockheads who deserve a beating."
His disdain was met with the girls' giggling laughter.
"Sister Mu! I have an idea, would you like to hear it?"
"Of course we should listen to your thoughts, so speak up!"
“We’ve wasted three days here in Landi City, which translates to a loss of over two thousand in box office revenue. Have you thought about making up for those three days of lost revenue?”
How to fish it out?
"What do you think about us renting the Landi City Cinema for a performance? The cinema can hold over a thousand people."
Even if a single game isn't fully booked, it still sells for three or four thousand. One game is equivalent to three or four games in a greenhouse.
Mu Shuihua was clearly startled: "Are you crazy! Our amateur troupe is going to perform in a movie theater? If no one goes in to watch, we'll be laughed at by our peers."
There's a saying that goes, "A driver who doesn't want to be a tailor can't be a good cook." How do you know you can't do it if you don't try?
Mu Shuihua was a little confused; she didn't quite understand what Liang Liang was saying.
“I think we should have a competition. How can we know who’s better if we don’t put them to the test? As long as you agree, Sister Mu, I’ll have my godmother help me find a venue.”
"Do you think our troupe is good enough to perform in a movie theater?" Mu Shuihua wasn't very confident.
She started following the troupe when she was seventeen and has been doing it for over a decade now. She never imagined that her amateur troupe would be performing in theaters and cinemas.
"Why not? I think it's perfect. Let alone Landi, a county-level city, I think we can go to every district in Lianwan City and perform there."
"How much does it cost to rent a theater once?"
"I estimate it'll cost at least two thousand yuan, no less!"
"Two thousand! How many tickets would we need to sell to break even?"
"We can raise the ticket price by another dollar, and we'll make back the money, right?"
Mu Shuihua, who had always been in charge of the team, was now at a loss and turned to Bi Sheng for help.
Mu Shuihua was still hesitating, but Bi Sheng simply refused outright.
"This won't do. Even if we buy 400 tickets for one show, it'll only cover the venue rental cost. No matter how you calculate it, we'll lose money."
Look at this ambition! Other theaters can accommodate over a thousand people, and you're only aiming for four hundred tickets?
Why do I lack confidence in myself? Typical peasant mentality.
"How about this, let's collaborate once. I'll use four months' salary to pay half of the venue fee, you pay half, and we'll put on a show. If we make money, just give me one-third."
Liang Liang's current salary is 280 yuan, which is more than 1,000 yuan in four months, enough to cover half of the venue rental.
"Xiao Liang! Do you really think it will work?"
Liang Liang was willing to gamble with four months' salary, so Mu Shuihua felt that this matter might actually be plausible.
"Of course it will work! I think it will work perfectly!"
After much deliberation, Mu Shuihua gritted her teeth and stamped her foot: "Let's do it! It's just two thousand in venue rental fees."
What's the point of running a business if there's no growth?
For a makeshift troupe to enter the cinema is a form of development and a sign of expansion.
Liang Liang was confident that their performance at the Landy Cinema would be a success, given that they had already performed there twice and had earned some reputation.
In an era when communication was not well-developed, word of mouth was a very important factor.
He wouldn't dare make such a guarantee if he moved to a new, unfamiliar city.
June 1st is International Children's Day.
Although Zhao Xiaoqiao is no longer a child, her school still held some activities on this day, the main one being a party composed of students from all grades.
The party will be held from 7:30 a.m. to 11:30 a.m.
Because a band was there to support Zhao Xiaoqiao, Zhao Fang sent a light truck early on the 1st to take the Snowy Red Band to the Second Junior High School in Landi City.
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