The Qin Museum's daily ticket revenue is currently stable at 4,000 yuan, and it is even more on weekends, reaching nearly 15,000 yuan.
Moreover, sales of cultural and creative products can reach tens of thousands on good weekends.
Calculate it this way.
Qin Luo's monthly income reached nearly 300,000 yuan.
Life is so strange. It only took Qin Luo a month to go from a small museum with an annual income of less than 10,000 yuan to a monthly income of 300,000 yuan.
"Xiao Qin, our Sioux City Culture and Tourism Bureau is currently working on a tourist city plan. We have already negotiated with some merchants and launched many columns. For museums, there are currently Sioux City Museum and West Museum. I plan to bring you The Qin Family Museum has also joined in!"
Ma Baoguo called Qin Luo.
Recently, tourism in various cities has become popular. In the past, there was Zizhou's three-piece barbecue pancake set, and later in Erbin, there were tricks such as clips and carpets, which directly attracted the tourism bureaus of major cities.
As a natural tourist city, Sioux City is naturally reluctant to miss this opportunity.
Although Sioux City itself has a huge number of tourists, there is no real network effect.
So this time, the Culture and Tourism Bureau specially planned an event to go to Jiangnan.
[If you say spring is not too late, I will be in the real Jiangnan. 】
[When it snows, Sioux City turns into Gusu. 】
These popular jokes on the Internet all portray Sioux City.
"Of course, I support it with both hands. By the way, Mr. Ma, I also have an idea!"
"Oh? What?"
"Our museum's visitor traffic has increased recently, and we can make a lot of money every month. I want to set up a cultural relics protection fund!"
Qin Luo expressed his thoughts.
Qin Luo also thought about it these days.
With the help of Professor Zhang Guowen and Mr. Ma, their museum's own consumption is not much. He does not need to pay for water, electricity, and wages. It can be said that these profits are purely earned by himself.
If you ask him to spend hundreds of thousands a month, he won't have the courage. Rather than doing this, he might as well give feedback to society.
Ma Baoguo was stunned for a moment after hearing Qin Luo's thoughts.
"You want to use the money to create a cultural preservation fund?"
“If you don’t take it all, take half of your monthly income!”
"Okay, okay!"
Mr. Ma appreciates Qin Luo more and more, and he can probably calculate how much income Qin Luo's museum can achieve every month. To be honest, compared to many private museums, this one is really soaring.
The Qin Museum is now a place where tourists from public free museums go directly.
Although there are no operating costs, Qin Luo's ability to have such awareness at his age is worthy of praise from an old man like him.
Just say that in this area of Su City, if anyone dares to bully Xiao Qin, he will not agree with this old bone.
"Then it's settled, the Qin Family Museum has also been included in our travel plans to Jiangnan. When the time comes, your tickets will have a certain discount!"
"no problem!"
Qin Luo readily agreed.
He originally set the price at 88 yuan, mainly because the cultural relics in the museum were worth the price. If the price was too low, people would not cherish this opportunity.
And since he has to cooperate with the Culture and Tourism Bureau to entertain foreign tourists, it is understandable that he lowers the price.
However, the reception capacity is still limited, and it is impossible for every tourist to make a reservation.
the other side.
Wang Bingqing's "If Cultural Relics Could Talk" has started filming the first episode. The first episode chose Song Huizong's "Thousand-Character Essay on Thin Gold", while the works of Li Bai and Tang Bohu were naturally placed in the later episodes. .
Qin Luo hopes they can finish filming quickly and then broadcast it.
The middle man also wanted to invite Qin Luo to leave the country, but he refused.
Finally unable to resist, Xueer started working for herself with a notice fee of 2,000 yuan.
Just add canned food to him at night.
That afternoon.
Chen Xiaoyao came to the museum again.
Dressed differently than last time.
This time, Chen Xiaoyao was wearing a light blue down jacket and a scarf. His long flowing hair was scattered in the air along the sides of his face.
Even in winter in Sioux City, the temperature will not be that cold.
Therefore, it is rare to see people wearing gloves, hats and the like.
He compared it secretly in his mind, and he did feel that he looked better than Wang Bingqing.
Whether it's temperament, height, facial features or figure, they are more in line with boys' aesthetics than Wang Bingqing.
I don’t understand why Wang Bingqing is the nation’s first love.
"Boss, I see your place has been renovated. Have you left a room for me?"
"You're here just in time. I read the article last time. It's more than 100,000. I want to hire you as the new media operations director of our museum. Are you interested?"
"Huh?"
Chen Xiaoyao didn't expect that he would invite him to work for him.
but,
It seems pretty good.
It seems like a good choice to be able to work in such a great museum.
These days, the self-media industry is too busy. Without a good story, it is difficult to resonate with readers.
There seems to be no shortage of good stories in this museum.
Every collection and every visitor should have a story of their own.
"Then how much salary will you give me?"
A slightly playful voice rang in Qin Luo's ears.
She lay on the solid wood table in front of Qin Luo, holding her chin with her hand, looking at Qin Luo with wide eyes.
Qin Luo avoided her eyes in a panic.
"The accommodation is free for you, how about 20,000 a month?"
Qin Luo has never hired anyone before, and he doesn't know what the salary level is now, so he can only apply for it based on his own feeling.
I saw an article two days ago, saying that the per capita income in Sioux City has now reached 12,000. I don’t know how it is calculated.
With his income level last year, it might have been a big hindrance if he was placed at the average level.
Based on this average level, Qin Luo thinks a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan is appropriate, right?
When the time comes, the year-end bonus and so on will be calculated separately.
He is not that kind of capitalist, and opening a museum is not just to make money, but mainly to earn energy points.
"Where's Xue'er? I want to ask Xue'er if she agrees with me working for you here!"
"No, over there, I'm working on a variety show!"
"Good guy, you won't even let a cat go, and you want it to work for you!"
"Hahaha, if he doesn't work, how can he have canned food?"
"I'll go find him first, and then I'll tell you after I think about it!"
Chen Xiaoyao's voice gradually faded away.
Qin Luo seemed to feel that he was in a trance, and the running figure seemed to be integrated with the entire museum.
Following the coolness of early winter, slowly dancing in the wind.
This must be his second meeting with Chen Xiaoyao, but Qin Luo suddenly felt that she should belong here.
It is an indelible color in history.
