[If there is a woman sitting in the front row and leaning over to fix my clothes, I will marry her...]
[Chen Zui: You waste!]
Chen Zui admits that he is a waste..
The love brain of an eighteen-year-old has not yet been fully developed.
So at this moment, apart from his beating heart and burning blood, he was as stiff as a piece of wood.
It was also at this moment that Chen most understood what femininity was.
It's not something I smell, but to say it has nothing to do with it is not entirely true.
If I had to sum it up, perhaps the sight of Zhao Wanrou leaning over, the smell of the fragrance, the touch of her hands touching the cuffs, and the gentleness of her gentle movements made up an overall impact that was full of femininity.
Faced with this kind of impact, Chen can be proud to say that he can't say that he can completely withstand it, but he is simply torn to pieces.
And of course, with only two cuffs, he couldn't let Zhao Wanrou spend any more time.
So even though she was meticulous enough, she quickly ended the tidying up like a good wife.
Then Zhao Wanrou's leaning body retracted into the passenger seat, and Chen Zui also put down his zombie-like stiff hand.
The two of them glanced at the central mirror at the same time, and both saw each other's eyes in the mirror.
Zhao Wanrou was the elder sister after all, and she was the first to speak: "Where did you talk about just now?"
After all, Chen Zui is the younger brother: "When it comes to me, I have to show off... well, it's not really show-off. Anyway, I just want to show off my strength."
"Then tell me why and I'll listen."
The co-pilot Zhao Wanrou turned her head, her eyes half expectant and half curious, as if she was listening.
Chen Zui coughed: "In this world, people respect Luo Yi first and then others. Sister, do you agree?"
Zhao Wanrou nodded: "I agree, especially in the shopping mall. Do you know why I bought this car? There are also many bosses who want to buy a luxury car first when they get a loan. It's not for anything else, just to go out and need to be raped."
Take a look, and this look may mean that the next business negotiation will be much easier."
Speaking of this, she chuckled: "Of course, another reason is that you package yourself to be very powerful, which will make other people think about whether they can bear the consequences when they want to slander you or harm you."
Chen Zui agreed: "The key is not that everyone doesn't have the eyes to see the inner meaning, but especially in the shopping mall, no one has the time or leisure to get to know you. People only need to see your strength, which will give confidence to your peers.
, will also intimidate opponents and even deter villains.”
Zhao Wanrou expressed her pleasure at these remarks. At Chen Zui's age, he is worthy of being the one he likes to have such an awareness.
Chen Zui said softly: "Another important point is that I have already outlined the long, medium and short-term future plans of the small store very completely, but if you want to continue to move forward step by step, you need more than just me and Zhao Xiaokai."
Zhao Wanrou heard this and replied softly: "No one can make big money. If you want to make big money, you have to gather many people and work together in one direction."
Chen Zui: "So I still need to find my partners and let them trust me so that we can work together."
Then he sighed: "But before that, there was a basic trust cost problem at the beginning of the business..."
"Because we can't give people enough generous rewards directly, we still need them to give 150% or even 200%..."
"What can I do to make them believe in me and that they will have a bright future with me, instead of making them feel that they can't develop at all and can only earn three melons and two dates from selling goods in a small shop."
Zhao Wanrou listened silently, but looked at Chen Zui with stars in her eyes.
It’s not that these words are so profound, so thought-provoking, and so admirable.
It was just the way Chen Zui spoke seriously that made her feel very handsome, just like when Chen Zui was writing plans without any distractions at home, it also made her feel a little handsome. It was the same truth.
Chen took a deep breath and added: "So, my task tonight is, first, to draw a huge cake that everyone is greedy for, and second, to show my strength and make them willing to believe that the cake is real, and of course it is real.
, it just hasn’t been realized yet.”
Zhao Wanrou said at the right time: "That's no problem. While your current stall is still small, lay a solid foundation and unite, so that you can become bigger and stronger."
"Yes, only in this way can we develop rapidly, especially this first wave of franchisees. The faster they develop, the better and more conspicuous they are, the more people can join."
Zhao Wanrou smiled and said something that had nothing to do with the current topics: "I am very satisfied that you chose to have dinner at a hot pot restaurant today."
Chen Zui: "Huh?"
There is a simple and direct purpose of choosing to have dinner here, which is to let the franchisees know that they are not only the founder of the small shop, but also the owner of this hot pot restaurant that seems to have a great reputation.
This is a manifestation of the strength of speaking with facts, which is more persuasive than nonsense.
But for Zhao Wanrou, what she is satisfied with is the emotional aspect.
As for what is satisfactory, Chen Zui needs to judge it himself.
Chen Zui quickly came up with the product, so what was originally a good business conversation seemed to have a downward trend when the two looked at each other.
Fortunately, Zhao Wanrou coughed and brought the topic back: "Having said so much, I am curious about your long-term plan for the small shop?"
Of course Chen Zui would not reserve or hide anything from her, and in his mind, Zhao Wanrou was originally the most trustworthy comrade-in-arms in his camp, but entering the scene was not an option, of course, if she was willing.
So he said frankly: "Platform."
Zhao Wanrou: "Huh?"
Chen Zui glanced at the time. It was now 5:40, which was at least twenty minutes before his appearance. So he began to describe what the platform was, where the profit points were, how to do it, how to do it, and ideally how it would develop.
What does it look like?
Zhao Wanrou naturally entered the state of listening again.
But this time, there were no stars in her eyes, and she was completely absorbed by Chen Zui's huge idea.
Fifteen minutes later, Chen Zui finished speaking, and Zhao Wanrou came to her senses.
This time the two looked at each other without any emotion, but in the end they both smiled at each other.
Zhao Wanrou glanced at her watch. It was already one minute to six o'clock, and she said: "It's time for Cinderella to put on the glass slippers."
Chen Zui thought this description was very good, and said: "It's appropriate. Cinderella who puts on the glass slippers also goes in to show off..."
Zhao Wanrou opened the car door and stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz.
Chen Zui followed closely behind, but only when he got out of the car did he realize that the sunset at six o'clock was brighter and somewhat dazzling.
Then the two people, bathed in the red light of the sunset, came to the door of the hot pot restaurant one after another, and stood side by side without entering immediately.
Chen Zui stood still and took a deep breath.
After he finished breathing, Zhao Wanrou asked: "Are you ready?"
Chen Zui: "Okay."
After hearing this answer, Zhao Wanrou held his arm.
Chen was most shocked and looked at her.
The corners of Zhao Wanrou's mouth turned up, and her pretty face, which was set off by the red light of the sunset, became more and more charming, and she asked: