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"Hey, hey, hey, I heard that! After eating my cooking, you still dare to call me fat? You have the nerve to mooch off me?" Suddenly, someone knocked on the window behind the two with a few loud bangs. Liu Xuewen waved the spatula in his hand at Jiang Youming.
"I... I... How can I have no face? I bought all this food and meat! Who has the right? Who?" The Foreman was equally unyielding, patting Jiang Yizhou on the shoulder. "It's fine, it's ours, don't mind him. That fat guy's surname is Liu; just call him Uncle Liu."
"Who am I? Why don't you introduce me a bit? After all, I'm someone of status!" Another person with a "broad" figure spoke up; this time he wasn't a chef but a Boss.
"Old Du, Du Guoan, runs a instant noodle factory," Jiang Youming introduced succinctly.
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In the end, Jiang Yizhou received two business cards and learned about these older generations' pasts. It was quite unfortunate; Uncle, Jiang Youming, and those three were all involved due to a crackdown in the Beijing area.
Initially, they were capturing dangerous fugitives. The impact was so severe that they implemented a half-month-long crackdown. Since they were all social drifters with some issues, they ended up in jail for a while before being released.
Of course, they weren't bad people. In an era where even petty criminals could end up in prison or worse, getting caught and released without serving time was mostly just bad luck.
Although they were five people with no prior connections, their shared experience in jail forged a good relationship among them. They became friends and still gathered regularly even after many years. Since one of them was a chef, they rarely went out to eat.
"Instant noodles? Uncle Du, what brand is your product? Is it famous?" Jiang Yizhou felt that as soon as he asked, the atmosphere around them became tense. Oh no, that was the wrong thing to say.
"Not much; it's just an unknown brand. It only sells in Beijing and Hebei Province and barely helps me make ends meet," Du Guoan waved his hand dismissively, showing no desire to hide anything. What did it matter? Was there anyone in this room richer than him?
Of course not; he remained magnanimous.
Jiang Yizhou immediately thought of a classic marketing case: Raccoon's instant noodles and their Water Margin Card collection. He felt embarrassed; he had seen some childhood memory videos online that piqued his curiosity about this product. Although his childhood was no longer tied to Raccoon, it didn't stop him from wanting to learn about these things.
"Uncle Du, have you ever thought about putting cards in instant noodles for people to collect?" Jiang Yizhou came up with this idea, which was quite far from his own expertise. Anyway, it was of no use to him, but giving it to others and changing the course of history, even if just a little, still felt quite fulfilling!
"Yours is just a collection card for Raccoon! This thing doesn't seem to be of much use, and it increases costs. It's not like the noodles won't sell without it, so why bother?" Du Guoan was not interested in his junior's suggestion. After all, it wasn't like there weren't already similar things, and he couldn't see any importance in it.
Continuing to ask Du Guoan, Jiang Yizhou gained an understanding of details he had not known in his previous life. It turned out that since 1994, Raccoon had included cards, but most of them were not very exciting—like stickers, pairing cards, and scratch-off lottery tickets—none of which compared to the later popularity of Water Margin Cards.
Water Margin Cards and Three Kingdoms Cards were still popular when Jiang Yizhou returned to Mountain Home for school in his previous life. Perhaps due to the lag in trends, he caught the tail end of it or maybe it was imitation from other manufacturers; after so many years, he couldn't remember clearly.
"This thing is really just a gimmick; it's not very useful!" Du Guoan concluded. In his view, it was merely a common marketing tactic.
Jiang Yizhou tried to appear more confident as he organized his words. "Uncle Du, what do you think about making the cards into those comic strips that children like? For example, characters from Romance of the Three Kingdoms or Water Margin?"
Seeing Du Guoan showing some interest, Jiang Yizhou pressed on. "We should make these cards like stamps; they would have collectible value. For instance, in Water Margin, there are One Hundred and Eight Heroes; we could create one hundred and eight cards. If children like these cards, they would definitely want to collect them, which would encourage them to buy instant noodles..."
Noticing Du Guoan deep in thought, Jiang Yizhou realized that someone who could start from scratch and own a factory was certainly no fool; he could see these business opportunities.
Jiang Yizhou glanced at the time and suddenly snapped back from the thrill of overseeing the river of history. "Sorry, I'm going to be late for work. I have to go!"
The world is vast; making money and eating well are paramount. Once you've eaten your fill, it's time to get to work!
"This kid is not simple! Just too young..." Du Guoan watched as Jiang Yizhou left without being able to keep him back. Although he could refute him on costs, procedures, and many other aspects at any time and saw that he couldn't present a complete idea, his thoughts were still quite enlightening.
Like the first spark of fire that can't withstand wind and rain but can ignite others' ideas.
He is someone suitable to be a boss; sometimes a flash of inspiration can lead subordinates to turn that spark into something feasible.
“Why did you take so long to arrive?” Sun Yuliang was a bit unhappy; being late was not a good sign.
Jiang Yizhou explained breathlessly, “A relative came over at my place, and I had a few drinks with them. I got a bit dizzy and lost track of time!”
“Alright, alright,” seeing that he didn’t seem to have come leisurely and had no intention of slacking off, Sun Yuliang welcomed Jiang Yizhou in. “You take charge of this classroom first. The lesson has already reached page 89 of the PowerPoint; just continue from there. You should be able to handle it!”
After that, Sun Yuliang went to another classroom, which was an advanced class mainly focusing on language programming knowledge.
This Training Class had two classes at the same time, corresponding to when Sun Yuliang and his wife first started. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to expand; it was mainly because the computers needed for teaching were too expensive and updated too quickly.
Initially, Sun Yuliang and his wife managed to get a batch of cheap second-hand computers through connections to barely get started. Later, as they gradually became profitable, they only added new machines and opened two classes. The extra profits had already been used to buy commercial housing for both sets of parents back in their hometown. Given the high housing prices in the capital, they only managed to buy a Siheyuan at a location near a subway station that Jiang Yizhou was somewhat familiar with.
“By the way, your Sister-in-law still plans to pursue a master's degree. I intend to buy a house in the university town soon,” Sun Yuliang mentioned during one of their conversations.
Overall, knowing all these things made Jiang Yizhou feel a bit disdainful; they really seemed to be able to predict the future. At this rate of accumulating properties, as long as they didn’t sell them off, they would definitely become part of the next generation of real estate developers!
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