The pager service fee in 1990 was very high, and it was really not affordable for ordinary people. The service fee of 70 or 80 yuan a month was almost half of the monthly salary of most workers.
This is also the reason why pagers were slow to gain popularity in the early days.
As service fees decrease year by year and pager prices fall, pagers will become more and more popular.
"Sister Qin! How much service fee do you charge per user?"
"I didn't dare charge more. I only charged 60 yuan a month. If you pay for the whole year at once, I only charge ten months of service fees."
Of the 600,000 yuan in service fee revenue from more than 1,000 households, one-fifth will be taken by Telecom, another one-fifth will be accounted for by employees and various equipment losses, and Qin Suzhen will be able to keep three-fifths for herself.
After paying off the debt, there will only be about 300,000 left.
At this scale, it would take her paging station three years to become profitable.
The investment cost is nearly one million.
But we also sell pagers here, and if this is included, the payback period will be shortened by one third.
It will take her two years to make a profit.
If you want to speed up the return on investment, there is no other way but to expand the number of service users.
"Sister Qin, don't worry. You won't lose money opening a paging station. As service fees and pager prices drop, pagers will become more and more popular. Once you have tens of thousands of users, everything will be fine."
Heihe is a city with a population of 220,000, and Wanfeng is expected to have 20,000 households. If the surrounding Humata River is developed, the number will be even higher.
All Qin Suzhen has to do is wait patiently.
"Have you seen or heard any news about Shabilov in the past two years?" Wan Feng asked Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao.
"Where can we get the news? He can't come over after the border trade was closed. We don't do secret deals, so how can we get any information about him? Those who secretly trade with the Soviets probably know about it. But the Soviet Union seems to be in chaos recently, so there are fewer people doing secret deals."
At the end of the 1990s, the Soviet Union was in confusion and turmoil. The ruling Communist Party of the Soviet Union was confused, and even those who pushed for the wall were probably confused. They had no idea what the future of the Soviet Union would be like. Anyway, if someone gave them money, they would rise up and capsize.
Those at the top are confused, and those at the bottom are even more confused, so social unrest is an inevitable outcome.
Even if Soviet society was in turmoil, it would still be a whole year before it officially collapsed. After the Soviet Union collapsed and the screw port between China and Russia was opened, Shaminov would naturally appear, unless he was sacrificed.
When Wan Feng was thinking about Shabilov, Shabilov was also thinking about him.
This can't be said to be a coincidence, it's just a coincidence that I peed.
Shabilov was drinking with Alexei and Babulev.
The social unrest has cast a dark cloud over Blagoveshchensk in the Far East.
Since Lithuania's independence, the rest of the Soviet Union's republics have also been ready to move. Coupled with years of accumulated religious grievances, the Soviet Union is like a big ship drifting in a storm.
Unemployment has surged, and beggars have appeared on the streets begging for money.
Although Shabilov had no worries about food and clothing, he felt confused about his future and didn't know what to do next.
Alexey and Babulev had no suggestions on this issue.
"It would be great if Wan was here. He would give us some guidance." Shabilov sighed and put down his glass.
"I heard that there is a convoy running on the surface of the Amur River on the other side these days. Since we are bored at home, why don't we go out and relax and see what's going on?" Alexi suggested.
Shaminov didn't want to go at first, but after thinking about it and not knowing what to do, he nodded in agreement.
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"Brother! I remember you once said that the Huasu port will be reopened in 1992. Is this true?" Qin Suzhen asked.
"Sister Qin! Did you make any deals with the Soviets? Why are you asking this?"
"Just because we didn't do it before doesn't mean we won't do it in the future. I plan to expand the paging station's business to Blagoveshchensk."
Wan Feng felt tired when he heard this.
The telecommunications services on both sides don't want to communicate at all. Did the Russians buy your pager as a toy?
Isn’t this just wishful thinking?
"Sister Qin! If you want to expand your paging station's business to the Soviet Union, it would be more cost-effective to increase your wholesale department's supply and exchange it for Soviet fertilizers, steel, and even diesel and gasoline."
"If the port is really open by then, I also plan to trade with Maozi."
When Wan Feng asked her to make a deal with Maozi, she was so close to Zhang Shiqian at that time that she had no time to think about this. By the time they were done with each other, the port was about to close.
I wonder if these two shameless people are still in contact now?
After meeting with Wang Zhonghai and others, Wan Feng's next step was to deal with some officials in Heihe.
Before Wan Feng had time to meet Qu Yang, the convoy had a minor accident.
There was a small accident during the test drive in Longjiang today. A truck overturned due to excessive speed when conducting an ice test.
Upon receiving the news, Wan Feng rushed to the scene immediately and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person was not seriously injured.
The cab of this truck was severely deformed and had to be sent to the Heihe Fleet's overhaul shop for sheet metal repairs.
When Shaminov arrived at the bank of the Amur River, also known as the Longjiang River, Wan Feng was directing people to send the flat-head truck with a deformed cab to the sheet metal factory.
The Longjiang River is not wide in winter, only about 700 meters wide. Wan Feng and his men are still near the center of the river, and the straight-line distance is only 300 to 400 meters, which allows Shaminov to see everything on the river clearly.
"Alexi! Did you see that guy, the one in the red down jacket who looked so flashy?"
Alexei nodded. "I see. Is there anything strange?"
"Did you hear what he said just now?"
Alexey shook his head: "I didn't notice!"
"I heard it, the sound was very similar to Wan!"
"Shaminov! Are you drunk? Why does everyone look like Wan? Chinese people all look similar."
"No! I heard it, he should be Wan, I'll try to shout, Wan!"
The flat-head truck with a deformed cab was driven away, and Wan Feng was reminding the people in the fleet to be careful.
Just then he heard a familiar wolf howl.
So, turn around.
On the river bank on the Blagoveshchensk side, five or six Russians were waving at him.
"Ten thousand!"
Shabilov!
The only people in Blagoveshchensk who could call out his last name were Shabilov and some of his men, so the guy waving his hand must be Shabilov.
"Shabilov! Shabi!"
The next second, Shabilov threw away his hat, jumped onto the river surface and ran towards them.
Alexi couldn't hold him back even after trying to pull him.
If this guy runs across the border, he won’t be shot by the Chinese border guards, right?
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