After arranging everything, Zhang Wang went to the milk tea shop next door, ordered a drink, and observed the situation of the shared phone booth while drinking.

When Ruan Guangjian was painting, the phone booth had already attracted a lot of popularity. Now that the phone booth was officially completed, some people couldn't wait to take pictures as a memento.

Not bad, everyone was quite civilized.

Everyone consciously lined up and took photos with the Modiste painting outside the phone booth.

In the process, some people originally planned to join in the fun, but when they looked through the glass and saw the various new accessories inside the phone booth, they suddenly became curious.

"There seems to be a lot more stuff inside."

"That seems to be a drink machine, is it free?"

"You think you can drink any drink for 10 yuan? Of course you have to pay extra."

"There's also a gashapon machine, and there are two microphones! What does that mean, can you sing in here?"

"What's that thing under the folding seat? I've never seen it before."

"It feels a lot more complete than before. Everyone, please let me through, I want to go in and take a look."

"Hey, hey, we're in line here."

"Separate into two lines! We're not lining up for the same thing! You guys take pictures, we're going in to experience it, it doesn't interfere with each other."

"Then what should I do if I want to take pictures and experience it at the same time..."

After a noisy moment, everyone quickly divided into two lines.

One line was preparing to take a photo with the Modiste painting outside, and the other line was waiting to enter the phone booth for a try.

Before, no one went into the phone booth because there were too few things in it to experience.

But now that there are more things, and there is original art on the outside, the willingness to go in has increased after the prestige has been improved.

People are all about appearances, and the phone booth is no exception.

The first to enter was still a couple.

After all, it would be quite strange to go in alone in this kind of place, not only lonely, but also watched by people outside.

After the two entered, they happily closed the door and pulled the curtains.

At the same time, the people outside also saw the remaining time on the small display screen: 15 minutes.

In this way, the people in line can probably know how long it will be until it is their turn.

Of course, this function still has flaws at the moment, for example, it can only know how long the people currently in the phone booth have before they come out, but it cannot accurately know the estimated time of the entire queue.

Zhang Wang silently noted this point, and prepared to launch a queuing number or queue time estimation function later.

Inside the phone booth, the couple began to curiously explore this small world.

"Oh, two drinks are given away, you can choose cold drinks or hot drinks?"

"You can also sing for free?"

"Wow, if you calculate it like this, 15 minutes for only 10 yuan, it's a great deal!"

"There's also a gashapon... it's a pity the gashapon isn't free."

"What are you thinking? If the gashapon is free, the merchants will lose money."

"Want to sing a song?"

"Can we? It's a bit embarrassing."

"It's okay, the sound of the mall outside can't be heard at all, which means the soundproofing is pretty good."

The price of 10 yuan for 15 minutes seemed too high at first, but after so many new features were added, it suddenly wasn't high, and it was even very cost-effective!

And for Zhang Wang, there was still profit to be made.

Drinks are only given away once. Customers sing for fifteen minutes and get two drinks, and they also get two drinks for singing for an hour. If they are thirsty, they will buy more drinks.

Moreover, the cost of drinks in the vending machine is not high. Taking hot drinks as an example, 1000 grams of instant coffee or milk tea raw materials can make about 50 cups of 250ml hot drinks. The cost of each cup is only 50 cents, and the more raw materials you buy, the cheaper it is, and the cost is even lower.

Even if you include water and electricity costs, selling a cup of drink for two yuan will still make a profit.

Of course, don't ask too much of the taste.

What's more, the gashapon can make extra money.

The two picked up the microphones on the table and found a small box containing free microphone covers next to them. Two are given away for free after entering, and you have to pay to use them again.

The melody of the accompaniment sounded, and the two began to sing.

...

Outside the phone booth, the crowd still waiting in line vaguely heard faint music coming from inside.

"Ah? They really started singing?"

"This... how long are they going to sing?"

"Damn, they renewed their payment, and the remaining time has become half an hour!"

"...Let's go, let's go, how long do we have to wait for this!"

Seeing that the couple who went in were about to start a war of attrition, the remaining time on the display screen directly started at half an hour, and many people who originally wanted to line up to experience it gave up and left.

However, Zhang Wang, who was sitting in the beverage store next door, felt relieved when he saw this scene.

If the people who went in came out quickly, it would be bad, indicating that the phone booth was not attractive enough to them!

But now, the first couple is going to sing inside for half an hour, which shows that there is no problem with the shared phone booth model itself!

The remaining phone booths can be produced soon, and then put into major shopping malls in Jingzhou...

These are money trees with long-term benefits!

When all twenty shared phone booths are set up, and the money earned has recovered the cost, report this good news to President Pei as soon as possible!

...

...

In the afternoon, in a taxi from Jingzhou Airport to the Shenhua Haoyuan office building.

A young man opened the author's background App on his mobile phone, created a new chapter, and then very skillfully typed the three words "Leave Note" in the title position.

"Due to going to Jingzhou to participate in the first network author training class organized by Zhongdian Chinese Website, please take a day off, I hope you all know."

"Also, asking for votes!"

After finishing typing in one go, the young man put away his mobile phone and casually admired the scenery of Jingzhou through the taxi window.

A few minutes later, he took out his mobile phone again, opened the Zhongdian Chinese Website App, and checked the readers' comments below this chapter.

"Damn, I thought it was updated!"

"Pigeon spirit is asking for leave again? Count how many times you've asked for leave this month?"

"It's obviously not even 3 pm yet, can't you code at night?"

"Not bad, there is progress. The previous few times were all for classmates getting married. I don't know why your classmates got married all at once. The reason this time is good, keep up the good work!"

"Frequent leave, a sign of a bad ending. Tell me, is this book going to have a bad ending again!"

"Damn, no way, I just caught up with the progress, your book has only written 600,000 words, it's just a child!"

"Asking for votes for leave, shameless!"

"See this vote? Tear it up, I won't give it to you!"

Looking at the readers' indignant comments, the young man smiled slightly, already accustomed to it.

Cui Geng, one of the members of this author training class of Zhongdian Chinese Website, pen name "Desperate Coding Tentacle Monster", but this pen name is a perfect irony.

Usually a stable one update beast, breaking updates and asking for leave depends on the mood, and every time he asks for leave, he will shamelessly ask for votes.

Moreover, he has written two or three books that have all ended badly, and it can be said that his reputation is well-known.

But he just happens to have particularly good ideas every time he starts a book, and he grasps the early rhythm perfectly, making it fascinating. Although the readers scold him every time, they can only helplessly continue to read.

Cui Geng silently sighed: "Hey, what I said this time is the truth, I really came to participate in the training class, why doesn't everyone believe me?"

There are diligent and salted fish web writers, and Cui Geng belongs to the particularly salted fish type.

Because he has no motivation.

In the year he graduated from university, he felt the material pressure of the real world for the first time, so the idle him decided to write web novels to make a living.

As a result, his house was demolished half a year after he started writing.

Cui Geng spent some time idling around, and felt empty again, so he decided to turn over a new leaf and be a new person. This time, he must finish writing a book and become a god in one book.

As a result, several other houses in his family were demolished again.

Cui Geng often lamented that life is so unpredictable.

Tell me, who is in the mood to write a book?

Therefore, Cui Geng's current state is to let everything take its course.

This time he came to Jingzhou with the purpose of tourism.

He didn't know what the training class was going to learn, but as soon as he heard that there was a basic salary and free food and accommodation, he immediately signed up.

Unexpectedly, he was actually selected.

It is estimated that there are not many authors with good results on Zhongdian Chinese Website...

Cui Geng originally wrote on Infinite Chinese Website, but his reputation for bad endings was not only known to readers, but also to editors. Every time he started a book, many old readers would follow to spit on him.

Helplessly, Cui Geng, who was not short of money, decided to change platforms and start letting himself go again.

So, he came to Zhongdian Chinese Website, which is relatively friendly to mid-level authors, by accident.

"I heard that there are many fun places in Jingzhou."

"It just so happens that this time I can use the excuse of participating in the training class to have a good time in Jingzhou for a few days."

"I have a legitimate reason to ask for leave, readers can't say anything, right?"

"This is gathering material, and writing a book is a mental labor. Playing more to keep your mind clear and your mood happy will help you write better content."

"Everyone will definitely understand!"

While he was thinking about it, Shenhua Haoyuan arrived.

Cui Geng got out of the car and took the elevator directly to the editorial department of Zhongdian Chinese Website.

Someone warmly received him and led him to the reception room.

Not long after, Ma Yiqun came to the reception room, and the two began to chat.

In the chat, Cui Geng learned that he was the first author in the training class to arrive in Jingzhou, which surprised him a bit.

On second thought, it was indeed the case. He had just received the invitation yesterday and had already arrived today, which was indeed quite fast.

The main reason was that he wanted to use this reason for leave as soon as possible, so he was so active.

After chatting for a while, Ma Yiqun brought an agreement.

"This is the agreement for this online writing training class. Everyone has to sign it."

"Look at some of the details in it carefully, and sign it if you are sure there are no problems."

"There will be some requirements for you in it, but don't worry, they are all very basic requirements and will not be too excessive."

Cui Geng was stunned: "Huh? There's an agreement?"

It's quite formal.