After I was killed by domestic violence, I violently raped my whole family

With the presence of Zuo Zuying, a seasoned veteran, Su An and his group, as well as Kang Honghui, had a very enjoyable meal.

After the show, Zuo Zu welcomed Su An home.

Su An asked Zuo Zuying in confusion, "What did you mean by what you said to Kang Honghui at the dinner table just now?"

Zuo Zuying turned his head and glanced at Su An, "You don't know this?"

Su An was like an honest student, "I don't know."

Zuo Zuying asked, "What do you think is the greatest role that Kang Honghui plays for you and your magazine?"

Su An was silent for a moment, "The biggest influence is him?"

Zuo Zuying nodded. "Yes, he is a decent person. And if you listen to his conversation and his analysis of the future development of the market society, you can see that he has a very avant-garde vision."

Su An was puzzled, "So?"

Zuo Zuying bowed and tapped Su An's head lightly with his index and ring fingers.

"Ouch~, are you going to die?"

Suan stared at him.

Zuo Zuying said with a smile, "So if he works in his original company, we will build a good relationship with him, but wouldn't it be better if we could poach him from your magazine?"

"With him helping you run the magazine, you'll have plenty of time to do other things, and your connections are still here. He is your connection, and his connections are even more advanced."

"When we do business, the most important thing is to know how to use people. This will allow you to get out of the mess. You can stand at a higher level and watch the development below. As long as there is no problem, don't worry about it. If you find a problem, correct it."

"There are many things that we really don't need to do ourselves. Each of us has limited energy."

Su An was educated, "Xiao Zuo, you know a lot. I have learned a lot from you."

Zuo Zuying was very proud, "Well, you are also a good student. You understand things very quickly."

Su An breathed a sigh of relief. "It's a good idea, but Kang Honghui doesn't look like someone who's easy to poach. He loves his job and it's a stable job."

Zuo Zuying said nonchalantly, "So that's why you can't think flexibly."

Su An stared at Zuo Zuying blankly, his face full of curiosity.

Zuo Zuying said, "Your magazine company doesn't require him to sit in the office every day, and you don't want him to come here to do odd jobs or run sales."

"By the way, you publish one issue a month, right?"

Su An said, "Now it's one issue a month. After it gets on track, I plan to do two issues a month, on the 7th and 21st of each month."

Zuo Zuying nodded, "That's it. We don't need him to resign. He can still do his iron rice bowl. Let him come occasionally. He just needs to make sure the magazine runs smoothly. This is called multitasking. He is just steering the ship for you, not coming here to do everything for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Let me explain it to you this way. It's like a ship on the ocean. The sailors and rowers can do their jobs without being told by anyone, but the helmsman has to check the general direction from time to time to see if it has deviated from the course. Do you understand?"

Su An's eyes lit up, "Can you do this? Xiao Zuo, you are really good at it, aren't you?"

Zuo Zuying raised his head arrogantly, "Hmm~"

"What else can I do? I'll just have to shoulder all the responsibility myself and tire myself out. Who's going to spend all the money I earn if I stay in the company all day?"

Zuo Zuying accompanied Su An in pestering Kang Honghui several times, and finally persuaded Kang Honghui to give in. In addition to his main job, he also worked part-time as the editor-in-chief (outside) and vice president of the magazine.

As soon as he joined the company, he pointed out several shortcomings of the magazine, began to reallocate work types to everyone according to their areas of expertise, and also made a market plan for this year.

With Kang Honghui's town society, Su An was like a tiger with wings. Suddenly he found that he seemed to have nothing to do and most of the burden on his shoulders had been lifted.

Zuo Zuying had more opportunities to play with Su An.

The two of them looked for food everywhere. Zuo Zuying drove Su An around Guangzhou, Dongguan, and Pengcheng, visiting busy food streets, markets, stadiums, parks, cinemas, riversides, and even beaches. They also went to "Li Meng" from time to time to have some fun.

The feelings between the two gradually deepened, reaching a state that was more than friendship but less than lovers. They both had a secret crush on each other, but neither of them said anything.

And Su An's life trajectory basically became eating, going to school, and Zuo Zuying.

Since Zuo Zuying often waited for Su An at the school gate, everyone who knew Su An in the school knew that she had a bootlicker, who was rich and handsome. Zuo Zuying also followed Su An to the cafeteria to eat many times, and many people knew him.

The people who used to surround Su An and show their courtesy to him gradually disappeared.

Ren Shan came down from City A again to deal with the matters at the Yangyushan Sanchakou Market.

The fork in the road has now become the largest bustling city within a ten-mile radius, and she came here just to process the second-year tenant contract in advance.

It was just as Ren Shan had thought. The rent this year had doubled, and the merchants were afraid that their shops would be taken away by others. As soon as Zeng Zhijie notified them, they all ran to sign the contracts very quickly.

Ren Shan roughly estimated that the annual rent next year would be more than 500,000 yuan. Excluding the garbage disposal fees and Zeng Zhijie's miscellaneous expenses, the total income would be just over 510,000 yuan.

Su An's eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at the report in Ren Shan's hand.

"Shanshan, compared to you, I feel like I'm a waste."

"You know, I started a magazine. I was exhausted like a dog. I ran around in the hot sun. My eyes were red from reading manuscripts. I was almost sunburned. I was still thinking about it when I went to bed at night. In the first month, 5 copies were published, and each copy was cents. After deducting various costs, I only made a little over yuan."

"You sit at home and do nothing, earning tens of thousands a month, more than half a million a year..."

Ren Shan glanced at Su An with a smile, "In two years, it will double again, and the annual rent will be more than one million."

Su An choked.

"My magazine is also getting back on track. The past few months were hard, just like the rush to harvest at Ninety-three. I was almost exhausted. But now I have hired a capable person to manage my magazine. I just go over every now and then. Although it's not as worry-free and stable as your Yangtaro Market, it's also a way to make money."

Su An lowered his voice and approached Ren Shan, his tone full of pride, "Shan Shan, now we have eleven employees (outside) and publish one issue a month. Each issue can sell about 200,000 copies. Each issue is 66 cents. Don't look at this low price, but it can't stand the large volume."

"I haven't calculated the exact amount, but it's around 2 or per month. And we plan to publish two issues per month in the future. Our vice president made an analysis sheet for our publishing house. According to our current accumulated readers and influence, during the peak period, we should be able to sell more than copies with two issues per month."