Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

The two arrived at the chosen photo studio address.

The landlord is a middle-aged man who lives nearby.

After getting the news, I rushed over quickly.

After opening the door, the landlord took Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Yun around inside.

The space inside is not small, with two large rooms and one small room.

"This layout is good. The two large rooms can be used for taking pictures, and the small room can be used as a darkroom."

Zhao Zhuo nodded with satisfaction.

When the landlord heard Zhao Zhuo's words, he couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Zhuo in surprise:

"You rented this place...to open a photo studio?"

"That's right."

Zhao Zhuo nodded.

"Okay! You young people are so courageous!"

The landlord looked at the photo studio not far away and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"This place is nice. Can you tell me how to calculate the rent?"

Zhao Zhuo said calmly.

The landlord thought for a moment and said:

"The location I live in is very good. It only costs thirty yuan a month."

"We rent it for one year, three hundred."

Zhang Yun said simply.

"Um...ok!"

The landlord nodded, quite happily.

Zhao Zhuo paid the money on the spot, and the landlord handed over the keys on the spot.

After the connection was completed, Zhang Yun jumped up in the room excitedly.

"This is our first step!"

Zhang Yun said with some excitement.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled bitterly:

"Don't make things too simple.

This is just an empty house, and there are a lot of messy things like decoration, scenery, etc. that need to be done later.”

Zhang Yun slowly calmed down after hearing this.

"Indeed, it seems there is still a long way to go."

Zhang Yun couldn't help but have a headache when she thought about trivial matters such as decoration.

"Why, our General Manager Zhang started sighing now? He won't be stumped by such a small photo studio, right?"

Zhao Zhuo joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Yun raised her head:

"Humph, how can such a thing stump me?"

Zhao Zhuo smiled and said:

"Then let's go and find a decoration team."

…

Ten days later.

The amount of decoration work was not large, and the decoration team hired by Zhao Zhuo completed the work quickly.

The leader of the decoration team is Chen Lin, a cheerful middle-aged man.

In this era, there are relatively few construction workers like him who specialize in decoration, and Zhao Zhuo was very fair when he settled his wages. After all, there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

After sending Chen Lin and others away, Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Yun looked at the photo studio that had been basically completed, looked at each other, and were very happy.

"Finally finished!"

Zhang Yun said with a smile.

"yes."

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

“It still feels like a great achievement.”

Although Zhao Zhuo had already made his first pot of gold in the Soviet Union, he still had a different feeling when he looked at the store in front of him, which he personally worked on.

After all, the Soviet Union relied on acting as an intermediary to make the money, but the photo studio belonged entirely to itself.

The two were chatting when suddenly an uninvited guest came in from outside.

"Humph, I didn't expect that you have been busy for so long. It turns out you want to compete with us!"

A man walked in, looked at Zhao Zhuo and said with an unkind expression.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo looked at the person he was looking at, and it was Director Li from another photo studio.

"Competition? I'm afraid you said that wrong..."

Zhao Zhuo said coldly.

Hearing this, Director Li also sneered:

"Why, even the photo studio has been renovated and you are still denying it? Then you are too courageous."

Director Li couldn't help but taunt him.

Zhao Zhuo couldn't stand this kind of villain, and when he saw what he said was so unpleasant, he felt even more displeased.

Zhao Zhuo suddenly stood up and walked straight to Director Li.

Compared with Zhao Zhuo, Director Li, who is already thin, looks even shorter.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Director Li felt Zhao Zhuo's condescending aura and couldn't help but panic, and asked in a panic.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhuo said calmly word by word:

"I want you to remember that there is no competition between you and me.

Because...your store is about to be unable to continue operating, and it is impossible to pose any threat to me."

Zhao Zhuo's words were so powerful that Director Li's arrogance was completely suppressed.

"You... just wait, let's see who can have the last laugh!

Ours is a publicly funded photo studio, how can you compare with us?!"

Although Director Li was forced back by Zhao Zhuo's momentum, he still spoke harshly.

And Zhao Zhuo is almost indifferent to this kind of jumping clown:

"So what if the public funds it? It's still bullshit when it comes to someone like you who doesn't know how to run a business!

Just wait, I'll show you the power of market economy."

After saying that, Zhao Zhuo closed the door with a bang and drove Director Li out.

"We haven't even opened yet, and they're already here?"

Zhang Yun looked at Director Li who was like a clown and couldn't help but frowned.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, they won't be able to do it any longer soon."

Saying that, Zhao Zhuo thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Zhang Yun and asked:

"Do you know the price of photos in their photo studio?"

Zhang Yun thought for a moment and said:

"The largest family portrait costs more than 20 yuan a piece, a full-length photo of an individual costs about 10 yuan, and the smallest half-length photo of an individual costs about 5 yuan."

“Damn, it’s so expensive???”

Zhao Zhuo was shocked when he heard the price.

After all, Zhao Zhuo has long been accustomed to the era of printing mobile phone photos one by one on the street. He never expected that a photo in 1989 would be several times more expensive than in later generations.

"Is this price expensive? It should be about the same price across the country, right?"

Zhang Yun couldn't help but asked with some confusion when she saw Zhao Zhuo's reaction.

And Zhao Zhuo also found that he was a little out of control and quickly adjusted his mentality.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Zhuo figured out the reason.

At this time, film and cameras were still very scarce.

As the saying goes, rare things are valuable.

Scarcity naturally leads to very high prices for photos.

"Zhang Yun, what's the price of the film we bought?"

Zhao Zhuo asked.

Zhang Yun heard this and took out a list, looked at it and said:

"Based on the size of the photo I just told you, our corresponding costs for film and development are ten yuan, five yuan and two yuan respectively."

Zhang Yun understood that Zhao Zhuo's question meant he wanted to know how much the cost was, so he said directly.

When Zhao Zhuo heard this price, he couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"You mean, if we follow other photo studios' prices, we can make half the profit per photo?"

"That's right."

Zhang Yun nodded.

"Moreover, other photo studios are not as profitable as us because our cameras have no cost."

Zhang Yun further explained.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo pondered for a moment, and then made up his mind:

"In that case, let's add another 50% discount on this price!"

"Another 50% off?"

Zhang Yun was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect that Zhao Zhuo would push the price so low.

"As a result, we may have to make ends meet!"

Zhang Yun frowned and said.

Zhao Zhuo shook his head:

"I know you have considered our rent and renovation costs.

But in reality, it should not be a problem to make ends meet.

After all, with such a big price advantage, we can squeeze out another photo studio in a short period of time. With only one of us, the customer flow is enough to maintain our balance of payments and make some money.

, it’s just that you may not make much money.”

Listening to Zhao Zhuo talking about price advantage, customer flow, balance of payments, etc., Zhang Yun was a little shocked by Zhao Zhuo's unique understanding of business.

However, Zhang Yun still couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Even if we don't lose money, we can't do charity. Zhao Zhuo, don't forget, the most important purpose of opening a photo studio is to make money."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled:

"Hahaha, of course I have not forgotten that our biggest purpose is to make money.

Moreover, what I want to make is not just a small amount of money from photo profits, but real big money!

This photo studio is just a fulcrum. What I want to do is to integrate the resources of the entire industry and make money from the source, rather than simply doing this kind of small business."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun was a little confused, and felt that what Zhao Zhuo said was a bit difficult to understand.

"If you open a photo studio and you don't make money from photos? Then what are you going to do to make money?"

Zhao Zhuo calmly uttered three words:

"Franchise fee."