Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 97 The box under the bed
Ayu didn't intend to explain to everyone, they just listened to the excitement. Seeing Zhu Quan meditating there, she couldn't help but smile a little. Learn the trick.

"Auntie, do you mean to let me rely on these fans to dig into their potential?" Seeing Auntie Chang's encouraging eyes, Zhu Quan continued.

"My fans are mainly readers, so the most important thing is to write the novel well. It is best to make this novel into a phenomenon-level group effect, just like the pioneer of the Qing Palace Opera 20 years ago, right? ?”

Seeing Aunt Chang nodded slightly, Zhu Quan went on to say, "In this way, there will be a series of markets in the future, such as film and television creation, but I am not familiar with these!"

"You're not familiar with it, but I'm familiar with it. I can help you take care of these things. You can continue." Ayu immediately dispelled his doubts.

"Oh, let's not talk about the film and television. Now I'm mainly thinking about how to get the fans done. I always feel that I can't catch these people with the separate QQ group and Weibo." Zhu Quan was a little irritable Scratching his scalp, this problem has been exposed here. To use a market jargon, Zhu Quan is not sticky enough for his fans.

It’s true that those readers are still chasing his novels, but after all, there is a moment when the novel is finished. Even if he doesn’t finish the book, he keeps compiling it. As time goes by, individual fans will experience aesthetic fatigue and will gradually lose .

"So what you have to do now is what I said just now, deep cultivation of fans," Ayu immediately picked up, "The so-called deep cultivation includes two meanings. The first layer is that you have to penetrate into the fans and connect you and them. Bind them together, let them have a sense of identity with you, even when your novel is over, they will still focus on you, the second layer is to tap their economic value, this is not urgent, dig now It's a little too early."

"Ran Ran has helped you pull up the Koukou group, and you have also opened Weibo. These are small things. You have to show your face among fans from time to time, or expose it on public media, so that your fans Only then will you realize your other value, and this stickiness will become stronger and stronger unconsciously.”

"Then what kind of exposure method?" Old Wang suddenly said, which startled Zhu Quan. If he didn't say anything, Zhu Quan would have almost forgotten that there was such a person.

It was a good question, Zhu Quan immediately turned his attention to Aunt Chang, and she had to reveal the answer.

"There are many methods of exposure. The most radical and effective method is topic hype, but this has too many disadvantages, so I won't talk about it. Let's just talk about the method that has more advantages than disadvantages."

"One is Xiao Zhu, you discover your shining point by yourself. What else can you do besides boxing? This thing you know must have positive energy. For example, you can sing, write lyrics, and even play music. Piano, and then she and Ran Ran shined in the concert, wouldn't the exposure increase?"

After going around for a long time, he turned around to Xu Ran again, Zhu Quan rolled his eyes speechlessly, is this level too hard to pass?
"I just said it casually, and there are some public welfare projects, such as donating part of the money to Hope Primary School, or providing public welfare lunches."

"Actually, the biggest exposure is to be able to participate in some national-level projects, such as the top ten outstanding youths. Again, if you can get national-level media reports, it will be great!!"

"...Auntie, the national-level report you mentioned has the best exposure, but how do you do it?" Zhu Quan stared at Aunt Chang with hopeful eyes.

"Ahem, that's what I said, what to do, how do I know, if I knew, would I still sit here and chatter with you brat?" Ayu was also a little embarrassed when asked.

"But let me repeat one thing, if you plan to do those public welfare projects, it would be better to entrust it to Uncle Zhou. Those projects are good things that benefit the country and the people. We can't learn from some bad stars, and we will hang them Selling dog meat first, engaging in fraudulent donations and the like, and gaining a reputation, but not donating a penny, it is the most abominable!" Ayu repeated this point again.

"Well, it's okay to leave it to me. Uncle Zhou, I can't rub the sand in my eyes!!" Lao Zhou agreed with both hands. He is idle anyway. It's not a big problem to do these things. It is to see where the money is spent and whether it has been implemented.

"Okay, now that we've covered this, let's start with the first step, first donate 100 million!" Zhu Quan was quick to do things, and he said 100 million.

No one had any objections, only Ayu raised objections, "Don't donate, let's set up a charity organization and operate it ourselves!!" Ayu didn't say the specific reason, and Zhu Quan didn't ask, and nodded in agreement.

"Well, Uncle Wang, please go upstairs!" Zhu Quan said with a little embarrassment.

"Why?" Lao Wang looked confused, why did he come here?
"There's a box under your bed, take it down! I put it there." Zhu Quan didn't say anything else, but his face was a little red and he was flustered with embarrassment.

Lao Wang didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he walked upstairs suspiciously.

Not long after, Pharaoh ran down with a 'thump, thump', "I'll go, I didn't even know there was such a box of things under the bed!"

After he put the box on the table and opened it, except for Zhu Quan, the others stared wide-eyed with shock and doubt.

That's right, it was the reserve fund that Zhu Quan had left for them before. There was still a box in Lao Zhou's place, which was a total of 50. A large box was packed, which added up to exactly 100 million. No wonder Zhu Quan just donated 100 million when he opened his mouth.

"Ahem, this is the spare money left for you. When I went out this time, I planned to kill those arsonists. I was afraid that you would be short of money in the future, so I took part of it. Uncle Zhou, you also have it under your bed. One box." Having said this, Zhu Quan scratched his head in embarrassment.

Lao Wang didn't say anything more, and patted him on the shoulder, "You kid!" For some reason, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Ayu also lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, "I think you're going out, and you're hiding something from us. So you're doing these things. How about it? Are you done?"

Seeing that everyone was a little depressed, Zhu Quan planned to tell them some good news, "It's done, I don't need to die, and we can live in peace and life again in the future!"

Of course Zhu Quan would not tell them that there was a mastermind behind the scenes, so as not to worry them.

Anyway, he also has a clue, and with this clue, it will be a matter of time before he catches the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Little Zhu, we are all old, and you are still young. It doesn't matter if we get angry or something. Don't put yourself in it, understand?" Lao Zhou patted him on the shoulder and told him earnestly. Fan.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhou, I really didn't think carefully this time. Anyway, the matter is over."

Zhu Quan accepted Lao Zhou's suggestion, at least on the surface to reassure them.

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Ps: I'm tired!
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