bioinnovel Chapter 222 Opening Ceremony!
Chapter 222 Opening Ceremony!
Sunday, the sunshine was unbelievably good.
Before dawn, Song Huan was dragged out of bed by Zhang Xuejuan.
It feels so familiar~
"It's opening day, and you're still sleeping?"
Zhang Xuejuan and Song Wentao both knew that Song Huan's studio was opening today, so they both took leave from work.
Song Huan squinted as she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and changed her clothes.
"Dad, Mom, I'm going now. You can come over later."
When Song Huan went out, Xiao Yunqing was already downstairs.
She was wearing a cream-colored wool coat, and her scarf had been changed to a bright red one, which made her face look even whiter.
The two arrived at the entrance of Little Cloud Esports.
The lion dance troupe has arrived. Two lions, one red and one yellow, are squatting at the entrance, their heads on the ground and their tails curled up in a ball.
The gongs and drums were set up, and the drummer was tuning them, striking them a few times.
Song Huan took a red envelope out of his pocket and stuffed it into the lion's mouth.
The team leader shouted, and the gongs and drums sounded.
The red lion moved first, raising its head, blinking its eyes, opening and closing its mouth, and taking a step forward.
The yellow lion followed, and the two lions jumped up at the door, chasing each other, wagging their tails.
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, her eyes lighting up, and she unconsciously clapped along to the rhythm.
Song Wentao and Zhang Xuejuan walked over from the street corner.
Song Wentao was wearing a dark gray jacket and his hair was neatly combed.
Zhang Xuejuan was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, which looked very festive.
The two people stood at the door, watching the lion dance.
Xu Wan, who was off work today, also came. She was wearing a dark blue coat and a gray scarf, and stood next to Xiao Yunqing.
Xiao Haifeng didn't come; he went to work.
Xu Wan looked up at the signboard.
"Little Cloud Esports?"
She read it aloud, turned to look at Xiao Yunqing, and smiled.
Xiao Yunqing's face flushed instantly, from her neck to the tips of her ears.
She glared at Song Huan, who seemed completely oblivious to everything.
Song Huan was watching the lion dance and pretended not to see it.
Zhang Xuejuan also saw those five words and smiled happily.
Song Wentao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the signboard, but his mind was on something else entirely.
[This guy, how come he's so good at flirting?]
The lion dance has ended.
The red lion crouched down, and the yellow lion also crouched down.
The team leader shouted, and the firecrackers were lit, exploding with a crackling sound at the door.
Red paper scraps flew up and landed on the steps and the sidewalk.
She covered her ears and took a step back.
Song Huan stood next to her, not covering her ears, watching the red paper scraps explode in the air and fall back down.
The firecrackers have finished, but the smoke hasn't dissipated yet.
Xu Wan covered her nose and took two steps toward Zhang Xuejuan. "Huanhuan is such a capable child."
Zhang Xuejuan laughed, her smile wide and round, but she still scolded him.
"That brat, he forgets his mother as soon as he makes money. I offered to help him out, but he wouldn't take me."
Xu Wan smiled.
Song Wentao spoke up from the side, his tone indifferent, "You shouldn't get involved in the child's affairs."
Zhang Xuejuan glared at him but didn't say anything.
Song Huan pushed open the glass door, stood in the doorway, and waved to the inside, "Everyone, come in."
The employees had arrived at the internet cafe early.
They stood ramrod straight, their hands hanging at their sides, like soldiers in formation.
They were wearing matching black T-shirts with the "Little Cloud Esports" logo printed on their chests—a smiling cloud.
When Song Huan walked in, someone called out "Hello, boss!" and the others followed suit.
The sound bounced several times in the empty hall.
Song Huan's lips twitched slightly.
Normally, these guys would squat on chairs playing games, their feet propped up on the table, cigarettes in their mouths, eyes glued to the screen, and they wouldn't budge no matter how much you called them.
Everyone here seems more energetic than the last.
Song Wentao's old habit kicked in again; he walked in with his hands behind his back, nodding from time to time, like a leader on an inspection tour.
He walked to a row of computers, bent down to look at the computer cases, then stood up and touched the monitors.
I walked to another row and looked at it again.
Song Huan followed behind, her hands in her pockets, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
They know absolutely nothing, but they insist on pretending to know a lot.
Is that you, General?
Chen Fei ran down from the second floor, panting heavily.
He ran up to Song Wentao and stood still.
Hello, Uncle.
Song Wentao looked at him. "Who are you?"
"My name is Chen Fei, I'm the manager here, I work for the boss." Chen Fei extended his hand enthusiastically.
Song Wentao shook hands and nodded.
Chen Fei stood there dumbfounded, completely unaware that he had just shaken hands with someone of considerable status in the district.
Song Huan introduced, "Dad, this is Chen Fei. He majored in management and is in charge of things at the internet cafe."
Song Wentao glanced at Song Huan, then looked at Chen Fei.
"What does this esports studio do?"
Chen Fei stood ramrod straight. "It's about organizing employees to play games, acquire virtual items through the games, and then sell them through online platforms. We mainly work with Fantasy Westward Journey and World of Warcraft, as these two games have stable user bases and high market demand."
Song Wentao nodded. "How do you make money?"
Chen Fei paused for a moment, then said, "We sell the equipment and gold coins that our employees obtain on Taobao. The main costs are rent, utilities, employee salaries, and equipment depreciation. The profit margin is roughly 30% to 40%."
Song Wentao nodded again, said nothing, and looked at Chen Fei.
Chen Fei continued, "Currently, we have 35 employees, with a base salary of 1,500 yuan plus commission. The average monthly income per employee can reach 2,500 to 3,000 yuan. If all goes well, the studio's monthly revenue is expected to be around 150,000 yuan, and after deducting costs, the net profit will be about 50,000 to 60,000 yuan."
Song Wentao listened and nodded repeatedly, but still didn't say anything.
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, her mouth slightly open.
She turned to look at Song Huan.
Song Huan stood there, her face expressionless, as if listening to something that had nothing to do with her.
Xiao Yunqing turned her gaze back to Chen Fei.
He stood there, answering questions fluently and clearly, as if he had memorized them.
[Huanhuan has really found a talented person.]
Song Huan smiled but remained silent.
The tour is over.
Zhang Xuejuan stood at the door. "Let's go back."
Song Wentao nodded and glanced at Song Huan.
"Work hard and don't neglect your studies."
Song Huan nodded.
Xu Wan took Xiao Yunqing's hand and said, "Let's go back with Mom."
Xiao Yunqing was pulled a few steps and glanced back at Song Huan.
Song Huan smiled at her, and only then did she turn back and leave with Xu Wan.
The group walked away along the sidewalk.
Zhang Xuejuan glanced back at the smiling cloud on the signboard, smiled, and turned back.
Song Wentao walked at the very back, his hands behind his back.
Song Huan stood at the door, watching their figures disappear around the street corner.
Turn around and go inside.
Chen Fei was standing next to the front desk with a folder in his hand. When he saw him come in, he quickly stood up straight.
"Boss, how did I do just now?"
Song Huan leaned against the counter and nodded. "Not bad."
Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping.
Song Huan looked at him and said, "Next, you continue to expand the business and recruit people. Visit internet cafes in the surrounding districts as well, and talk to any suitable ones."
Chen Fei took out his notebook and wrote it down.
You must remember what the boss says!
Song Huan continued, "We'll build an official website online, nothing too complicated, just something to introduce our business. We'll also set up a Taobao store, specifically for selling equipment and gold coins."
Chen Fei scribbled on his notebook.
The boss is right!
After Song Huan finished speaking, he stood up straight and patted Chen Fei on the shoulder.
"That's all, go and get it done."
Chen Fei took the notebook and left quickly, going up to the second floor.
Song Huan stood behind the front desk, pulled out a chair, sat down, crossed her legs, and watched the employees playing games.
Just then, someone handed me a cup of honey grapefruit tea.
He turned his head and found Xiao Yunqing standing next to him, holding a cup in her hand and drinking.
"Didn't you leave with your mother?"
Song Huan was stunned for a moment.
Xiao Yunqing placed the honey grapefruit tea in front of him. "I'm back."
She sat down on the chair next to her, took out a math test paper from her small bag, and spread it on the table.
[The proprietress definitely has to help watch the shop!]
Song Huan smiled as she watched her head down as she wrote her homework, then picked up the cup of honey grapefruit tea and took a sip.
Sweet.
The sunlight streamed in through the window, shining brightly on the two of them.
I could hear Chen Fei making a phone call from the second floor; it was intermittent and hard to hear clearly.
Someone is playing a game, the keyboard is clattering loudly.
Someone was moving things, and the sound of footsteps came down the stairs.
The internet cafe was bustling with activity.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair, looking at the ceiling.
The lights were on, so bright they made your eyes water.
He closed his eyes and savored the moment.
At this point, some people might ask, "Chen Fei does all sorts of things, so what are you doing?"
Do you even need to ask?
Song Huan can just lie down and collect the money!