Of course he was asked to come over to discuss wholesale matters.

But is it so easy?

It would be an unimaginable headache just to sort out the orders issued by those small stores, receive them in the provincial capital, and then have the provincial capital send trucks to deliver them door-to-door one by one.

What's more, there is a time limit in between!

You can't let someone place an order and then receive the goods a week later, right?

In that case, no matter how cheap the price is, there is still no way to compete with the wholesale department.

But fortunately they have experience.

Liu Jiawei, who is accustomed to being suppressed, has long been accustomed to opening a wholesale department without inventory, so the employees in his hometown store can deliver orders to the provincial capital as quickly as possible.

Now Zhu Zhengguo is selling goods almost every day.

After supplying the wholesale department, he is still busy supplying the vegetable wholesale in the store. It is really difficult for him to do other things.

"Uncle, you can open a wholesale department in another town, try it out while you're at it, use a large truck to supply our hometown, and use the current truck to work in the new wholesale department!"

"Don't think you'll become fat in one bite. Let's take it one bite at a time. This way we can set up a transfer station in each town and let them take care of orders and delivery..."

"It's not realistic to cut down the wholesale department directly. We can replace it with a weakened version..."

Ren Xiaowei was also desperately trying to think of a solution.

Liu Jiawei's idea is indeed a bit ambitious, bold and even unbridled. Even more than ten years later, I am afraid that it will only be possible to achieve it by relying on big data.

Now......

They can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

No wonder our ancestors often said that since the problem cannot be solved, bury it for the time being.

That's not out of sight, out of mind, simply because at the time, it seemed like an unsolvable problem that might turn around in ten or twenty years.

This is great wisdom!

"You think I don't want to? That means I don't have a car. Zhengguo's side is too busy..."

“….How much more money do you need?”

"One hundred thousand, I can scrape together fifty thousand here. If I have another hundred thousand, I can barely buy a big truck. If I hire a few more people, we can start the business!"

"Okay, don't worry about it, I'll find a way!" Ren Xiaowei patted it and took it upon himself.

After chatting for a while, several people were ready to leave...

Finally understanding most of what was on his mind, Liu Jiawei felt much lighter all over as he sent a few people away.

It’s just...when the eyes fell on Liu Ziran and Wan Xian, their eyes were very complicated!

Hum...Zha Zhawei!

I still want to marry my daughter to you after losing my labor and capital...

I didn't expect you to be such a person, there are two of you, and... they all look quite beautiful.

The three people got in the car and left, and Ren Xiaowei let out a long sigh of relief.

"Who is that person? He doesn't seem to like us both?"

"This person is very stingy. If he wants to eat for free, of course he will be looked down upon by others!"

"The food is not bad, but I'd better not come here next time..."

Liu Ziran muttered and shook his head. Apart from listening to their chat, the two of them almost just ate in silence.

But let’s not talk about it, the two of them had quite interesting conversations.

Two people who are very different in age can sit down and talk seriously about something. At least they have never seen each other before.

At this time, Wan Xian seemed to have captured a very critical issue.

"Where did you get a hundred thousand dollars?"

"Heh...am I short of money?"

"You're not going to sell the company, are you?"

"Damn...you don't really want to sell the company, do you?"

Others don't know Liu Ziran, but they still understand.

Ren Xiaowei ran out of money, and the Internet cafe could not make any money for the time being, so all the savings he brought were spent on the company.

It is not easy for him to make even a penny.

One hundred thousand yuan...Tsk!

Recalling that in the past, in order to make some money to open an Internet cafe, they were pushed up and down by Zhu Zhengguo.

It's hard for him to use this little money now. It's simply out of the question.

"I may have to go back and leave the company's affairs to you?"

"Ah, let me do it alone..."

Liu Ziran's wails came from inside the car.

But it’s no use!

He had to return to his hometown for things to turn around, so even though the company was facing difficulties at the moment, he still insisted on going back.

Wan Xian turned her head and glanced at him quietly, blinking, feeling curious in her heart.

The man in front of her doesn't play games, and he can be indifferent to a beautiful girl like her, but what he pursues is equally exciting.

When she got home and told her mother about her plans to return to her hometown, Liu Huilan's happy face almost burst into laughter.

"Have you figured it out? Just like your mother said, what's the use of having so much money? It's better to let me use it to make a lot of money and get you a wife in the future..."

Ren Xiaowei rolled his eyes inadvertently.

"Mom, this money must be paid back!"

"I'll pay you back, I'll pay you back when I make money..."

"Why should I pay it back? I should pay it back to the bank..."

"What?"

Liu Huilan's eyes widened in surprise. At this time, Ren Xiaowei, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned back with a helpless face.

That's right, he has no money!

But there is still one trump card left...

I remember that when Chen Sisi's relatives helped him apply for a loan, they said that as long as he could repay the borrowed money as scheduled, the next time he borrowed money, the amount would be much higher than the original amount.

Now, it comes in handy...

"Son, mom doesn't know, why don't we just borrow it?"

"No, this money will be used to help Uncle Liu!"

"Then...Mom will help you repay this money, and it will be considered as a loan from your father and I. Anyway, we both owe so much and we don't care about it anymore..."

The two people were talking when there was a bang outside.

Ren Jianguo closed the door with the dishes and walked into the living room, looked at the two people, and said with a smile: "What's going on? Why don't we make a noise? My ears really can't get used to it if we don't argue twice a day...cough, cough, cough

.....”

"Just look forward to it, have you bought the ribs?"

"The ribs are not fresh today, so I bought some haggis and let's make some soup. I've been feeling a little uncomfortable in my lungs these past few days..."

Ren Xiaowei grinned, got up, went back to the room, laid down on the bed, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Liang Xiaotong.

"When you go back tomorrow, do you two miss me?"

"I missed you so much. By the way, something happened at home?"

"Xiaoxue was stolen again?" Pressing send, Ren Xiaowei was a little confused. Why did he say it again?

Aren't girls like Xiaoxue supposed to be silly and obedient? Why do they always give themselves the illusion of being insecure?

No...Is he so unsure of himself?

"Xiaoxue...it's not her, it's the Internet cafe's business!"

"What's wrong with the Internet cafe? Isn't it poisoned again?"

Ren Xiaowei suddenly felt something in his heart. He quickly stood up and closed the door. He took out the bronze mirror and looked at the operation of the Internet cafe.

I saw strands of white silk like a city wall woven with vines, quietly guarding Chen Shucheng's hometown, Peng Jiafei and several newly opened Internet cafes.

The entire defense network seemed impenetrable, with no signs of being breached.

"No, anyway, business has become particularly bad. Those people... are still complaining about this and that. Come back and take a look..."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll go back tomorrow and talk about other things when I get back!"

Ren Xiaowei hung up the phone impatiently and quickly looked through the bronze mirror. Sure enough, he found that of the fifty computers at home, only a dozen were running at the moment.

Chen Shucheng and Zheng Dong's family also looked cold.

Could it be that God thinks I make too much money?
Chapter completed!