Chapter 42: A Base Should Look Like a Base! (Seeking Reads)

It was still early, and there were no guests at the sauna.

Instead, a group of ladies gathered here, chattering, not knowing what they were talking about.

Wu Feng went directly into the third-floor office and didn't get involved. Although the ladies in the lobby on the first floor were very enthusiastic, many even sent autumn waves (flirtatious glances).

According to the plot in the novel, the Emotional Hotline had already been set up.

They had the telephone company pull a dedicated line and reached a 2-8 profit distribution cooperation.

With the help of the rising *Night Color* newspaper to draw traffic, the effect at the beginning was quite good.

Wu Feng just briefly explained the specific requirements and methods of the Emotional Hotline; as for what step the ladies could reach, he had no experience to guide them.

Fortunately, the ladies were all experts at observing words and expressions, and naturally, there was no lack of social "cattle" (social butterflies) among them.

Some ladies got started very quickly, and some had even gradually grasped the essence of the Emotional Hotline, with phones ringing non-stop every day, and business exploding.

Wu Feng let them carry out "passing the torch" (mentoring), and whoever taught well would be the management of the Emotional Hotline department in the future.

At the same time, he also recruited several stenographers to specifically record the experiences of social experts, organize them into books, find the key points, and refine them for use as employee training manuals.

Currently, the daily revenue of the Emotional Hotline had exceeded 20,000, and it would only get higher as time went by.

Among the thirty or forty ladies under him, except for a few who were unwilling, most had joined the Emotional Hotline department. At least the income was enough for their living expenses, and the future was promising.

Wu Feng felt that doing this much could be considered quite responsible.

How to develop in the future depended on the ladies' own performance.

Of course, it wasn't that Wu Feng completely let go, but he didn't spend too much energy paying attention. Once the film and television company had some improvement, these ladies would naturally have new sources of wealth.

The only thing that gave Wu Feng a headache was that other pimps and ladies attached to Hong Yi, seeing their peers successfully transform, had quite a few thoughts of defecting.

He didn't mind accepting them; with the development speed of the industries under him at this time, even if the number of pimps and ladies defecting doubled, they could still be accommodated.

The Emotional Hotline was still a blue ocean market in early development, and there was at least a two- or three-year wind period, so accommodating hundreds of practitioners was no problem at all.

And the logistics support personnel surrounding the hotline ladies could digest hundreds more.

If they worked hard and segmented the market in an internet model, developing in areas like beauty, fitness, and cooking, they could accommodate thousands or even tens of thousands of practitioners!

The cover girls of *Night Color*, the female artists of the film and television company, as well as the makeup artists and assistants surrounding them, the role-playing ladies of the novel section, and even arcade masters, etc. —there was really no shortage of positions.

However, he had to make it clear to Tangge beforehand that he had no intention of getting involved in the society's prostitution business, to avoid unnecessary trouble. Why take the blame for things he hadn't done?

By the time the sky grew dark and Wu Feng went downstairs to find a place to eat, the warblers and swallows that had gathered in the sauna's lobby on the first floor had long since vanished.

At night, it was the hottest time for the Emotional Hotline, and they also needed to work to earn money.

However, their workplace was at the second Tong Lau Wu Feng bought. The downstairs was the studio, and the upstairs was the dormitory, which was quite convenient.

In addition, there was a tea restaurant and a convenience store on the first floor there, which was quite convenient for both work and life.

"Feng Ge, coming out to eat? Still the same?"

There was a food stall nearby, and Wu Feng and his close-in underlings occupied a table. The boss immediately came over to greet them happily, even carrying a case of Shengli beer in his hand.

"Lin Shu, business is booming. Has any scum come to cause trouble?"

Wu Feng asked with a smile: "If you encounter trouble, don't be afraid of trouble; just say it if you should!"

"No trouble, no trouble, no one is causing trouble!"

Lin Shu waved his hand happily, flattering: "Who doesn't know that this area is covered by Feng Ge!"

"Haha, don't say that, Lin Shu, go busy with your business!"

Wu Feng was in quite a good mood. The boss of this food stall, Lin Shu, was the father of a confidant "Four-Nine" under him, and he had quite good cooking skills, so he invited him to open a food stall here.

Not only Lin Shu, but the street stalls and mobile vendors around were all families of Hong Yi underlings.

At least in Wu Feng's territory, they didn't have to worry about being afraid and could do small business to earn money with peace of mind.

Only by deeply understanding the society's style of doing things could one know how much harm society scum did to the bottom layer.

Like mobile vendors, as long as the quality wasn't too poor or the craftsmanship wasn't bad, their daily income in prosperous street areas was actually quite considerable.

But instead, society scum collected security fees, all stuck at the profit nodes of their business.

Once the security fee was paid, the income of the small vendors was only enough for their families to barely make ends meet. Even if they gritted their teeth and could save a little, it was just a drop in the bucket and couldn't do anything.

In this way, it basically cut off the possibility of ordinary small merchants accumulating original capital by doing small business.

Even street-side shops, if there was no strong backing behind them, would also have a layer of skin scraped off.

Of course, in Wu Feng's territory, the situation was much better.

Security fees also had to be paid; otherwise, it wouldn't be easy to explain to the society. However, they were paid monthly, and the amount was within the range that small merchants could bear.

Wu Feng had thought about changing it and incorporating the security fee into the scope of property management.

It was just that to do this, Hong Yi's brand wasn't enough, and his layout hadn't been completed, so he could only delay it, but it didn't hinder much.

In addition to arranging for the underlings who had ability and skills to come out and do small business, Wu Feng also arranged for quite a few underlings to enter the shops and nightclubs around the base as formal employees.

Among the underlings who joined the society, not all were ambitious guys who wanted to fight for a future.

There were also quite a few normal young people who wanted to seek shelter in the society and live a stable life.

He arranged for these underlings to go to nightclubs as waiters, and at the same time used convenience to enter other shops around as employees, giving them a stable job and income.

Don't doubt it; these guys would be Wu Feng's loyal underlings in the future, the kind that probably wouldn't betray him.

Because their jobs depended on Wu Feng and the society.

Once Wu Feng and the society had problems, they would definitely be cleared out.

Even if they were lucky enough to stay, the days would definitely be hard to endure.

Just to keep a stable job, when something happened, they would fight harder than anyone else.

Similarly, the families of the underlings doing small business in the territory were also loyal supporters of Wu Feng and the society, and they definitely didn't want the shelter that Wu Feng provided to collapse.

The area within 50 meters around his base was almost all arranged by Wu Feng in this way.

Let's put it this way: Wu Feng's base was covered with eyes and ears, and once outsiders wanted to do something wrong, they couldn't escape the eyes of his own people at all.

He did this for two reasons: one for safety, and the other to win people's hearts.

It wasn't just aimed at underlings, but also at the residents of Shanghai Street.

As long as he had a good relationship with the local residents and had a good reputation and could help them, even government agencies like the police station would have a lot of pressure reduced when they came to find trouble in the future.

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 43 =====