An An and I got off the train. The temperature is getting colder day by day. Especially An An didn't sleep well last night. I don't have any advantages. I just feel sorry for my wife. I took off my coat and put it on her, and then gave her an exaggerated hand at the exit. She bought a cotton Lei Feng hat and put it on her head.
"Can I still have this image? If I don't wear this hat, I'll be ugly." An An protested with a pout.
"You have to listen to daddy, daddy is all for your own good, be good." I touched her head and said seriously.
"Go away, I want to eat Yonghe soy milk."
"Don't scold Dad, Dad will buy it for you."
"Hurry up, I'll wait in the car."
"That's great, I just like it when you take care of me and feel needed." I am very happy, but of course I am also very mean.
After An An got into the taxi, I went to Yonghe Soy Milk next to it. There were quite a few people lining up inside. I waited for a while, bought some food at the bar, and then came out. But when I was carrying the food, I just walked out. When I walked out the door, I looked up and suddenly saw four middle-aged people gathering from different directions at the exit of the station. Two of them were people I had met on the train, including, of course, the one who looked familiar to me from the back. That person.
I have always firmly believed that if I were literate, I would be able to become a Chinese Einstein or Hawking based on my curiosity. Whenever I encountered something questionable, I would immediately report it to him. It understands that otherwise there always seems to be something wrong in the mind, which is similar to constipation and not having enough stool.
Without hesitation, I grabbed my things and ran directly towards the exit. Since I went down the steps and was at a level with the flow of people, my line of sight was somewhat obstructed, so I could only move forward quickly.
"Why haven't Xiao Cui and Guangming arrived yet?" the middle-aged leader asked the other three.
"Make a call." Someone answered.
"There are many patrols in the morning, let's go first and get in the car to take a taxi." The middle-aged leader threw away his cigarette butts, took the small bag he carried with him, and got into the taxi directly.
The other three people also opened the door and got into the taxi. They lined up in the train station cage and then slowly left. When I ran to this location, I saw the rear of the car.
"Who the hell is it?"
The evil energy in me got sick again. I stood there and cursed anxiously in my heart.
"Xiang Nan, you look like a giraffe. What are you looking at there? I spent five yuan while waiting here." An An rolled down the window, wearing a Lei Feng hat, as if shouted like a gangster youth in the 1970s.
"Sir, I'm here."
I ran back without hesitation.
Girl, the Optimus Prime in my Accord was temporarily confiscated by Mi Zhongguo because it was suspected of a homicide. So before I got off the car, I called Laoxian and the other three, asking them to come pick me up. Who knows? This bunch of B's said that Wuzi might no longer know whether he was alive or dead, and they were planning to run away to Vietnam.
What bothers me the most is people who don't talk in tune. They just say they don't want to pick up the call. They even run away to Vietnam. They've never been to Longjiang Province. It's like they know where Vietnam is.
An An ate something and became even more sleepy, but I have always been energetic. I slept very well last night with the pillow on her chest. After sending her home, I went to the beer square. Oh, no, Now it has been renamed Oriental Event, Holiday Hot Pot City.
Everything was packed up during the day. Ning Hai slept in this temporary office last night. He and I walked around and felt the temperature inside. Huo, it was warmer than my home, but the smell of seasoning was too strong. .
"How many exhausts are there? The smell is too strong." I frowned and said.
"As soon as your upper lip and lower lip touch, someone will fix it, so why don't you spend money?" Ning Hai rubbed his eyes and said unhappily.
"The money will come, and it will come soon. If you can't survive this period, you can look into getting a loan." I handed him a cigarette and said slowly.
"Okay, I'll take care of it." Ning Hai nodded and agreed.
"Are there any new merchants coming in during this period?" I took a sip and turned to Ning Hai and asked.
"Yes, it's quite a lot, but I can't hold it anymore." Ning Hai replied.
"The popularity is pretty good, it's time to make some money. I have two ideas." I said, licking my lips.
"Just tell me."
"First of all, merchants must standardize their business processes. What time should the stalls open and what time should they close? There must be a clear timetable. The tools of each shop must be placed in strict accordance with the requirements. The LOOG must be made in a unified manner. The title must be in the first place and have Oriental. The location of the Shenghui Holiday Hot Pot City must be neat, generous, and regular. Also, there are too many duplicate business projects in the hot pot city. There are four or five kebab shops. If the vicious competition continues, it will have a negative impact on the shops. There are no benefits to Hot Pot City. You can make a list of those marginal shops with short contract periods and in duplicate industries, eliminate them one by one, and bring in some new projects, such as spicy hot pot and beef noodles. These things will bring Here are new customers." I was in good condition today, so I sat at the dining table and started talking non-stop.
Ning Hai listened very seriously, nodded, and added: "Isn't it a bit like killing the donkey?"
"Those who adapt to the market, survive, those who resist change, are eliminated. We and these merchants, in fact, we can't say who is the butcher and who is the donkey. They have supported us, and we have also brought them profits. There is no one who owes the other. ,." I said slowly.
"That's right." Ning Hai didn't have the courage. He said he was running a charity, so he could only nod.
"After all, we live in a humane society. It's up to you to coordinate the specific standards and specific merchants." I said with a smile.
"You're pretty good at business."
"I don't know how to do business, but I know how to be a good person." I bared my teeth and said.
"So damn shameless."
"Haha." I smiled sheepishly and continued: "The rent has to change, and we can no longer ask for random prices. If you can't go to two consulting companies and spend some money, let them investigate. Generally, food courts Let’s set up a template for charging standards and lower the price, so you can refer to it.”
"I think this is reliable. Everyone pays by the meter, but we still pay by the location." Ning Hai said with great agreement.
"That's it for now. I have to find Lu Daoyuan today and sign the contract." I said slowly.
"Did you call him?" Ning Hai asked casually.
"No."
"Then how do you know he signed a contract with you today?" Ning Hai asked with a frown.
"Haha, I came back from out of town today. He must know it faster than you." I smiled lightly and walked out of the beer square.
"Fuck, I asked you to pretend."
Ning Hai fiercely spit out rhubarb phlegm on the ground.
After leaving the beer square, I had just walked two steps when the phone rang. I picked it up and it turned out to be Lao Xiang calling me.
"B-bastard, I'm doing pretty well. I don't even want to go home anymore. You know, I'm so hungry that I'm going to be eaten by you." Lao Xiang scolded the bully.
"I've been busy lately. I just returned to City H today. I'll go back in the evening." I replied casually.
"You should come back now, I have something to do with you."
"What's going on?" I asked with a frown.
"I have nothing to do, your Uncle Wang is looking for you."
"Which Uncle Wang?" I asked in confusion.
"The one who lives at the door of No. 1 Middle School."
"It's urgent." I asked again, because Lu Daoyuan would definitely have to contact me in the afternoon, and it would be too hard to go back now.
"If it's not urgent, I'll find you."
"Okay, then just wait for me."
With that said, Lao Xiang and I hung up the phone, took a taxi and rushed home.
When I arrived, Lao Xiang and a man about his age were sitting outside drinking tea. They were really addicted to it. It was already around 10 degrees Celsius, so it was not too cold to sit outside.
"Xiao Nan is back."
"Uncle Wang."
I smiled and said hello.
"Sit, sit down quickly."
Uncle Wang stood up awkwardly.
"Haha, okay." I nodded and sat next to Lao Xiang.
"Ouch."
Ao Qing, whose eyes were filled with hunger, lay down under the stone table and weakly said hello to me. I touched his head, took out twenty yuan in change from my pocket, and threw it on the ground.
"Woof woof woof,."
It jumped up in an instant, dripping with water, holding money in its mouth, and ran wildly, twisting its butt and balls, which had obviously lost weight in the past few days, and ran away.
"Your dog is no worse than a human." Uncle Wang said with a smile.
"Just like him, lazy and greedy." Lao Xiang said to me, curling his lips.
"Uncle Wang, what do you want from me?" I ignored him at all and turned to look at Uncle Wang and asked.
"There's something really wrong."
"Haha, tell me, I'll try it if I can." I poured him some tea.
Just like that, Uncle Wang sorted out his thoughts and told me what he asked me to do.
The general process of this incident is that after the busy farming season ended some time ago, a corn harvester found him and asked him to help go to the countryside to collect grain. After harvesting, he delivered it directly to that person, and then gave Lao Wang an extra 100 yuan per cart. A thousand yuan was paid for running errands. At first, Lao Wang didn't want to go, but it was almost winter and there was little work to do. He didn't have a serious job and couldn't stay idle at home all the time, so he agreed.
The collection went smoothly at first, with a truckload of goods and a little money. But at the end of the transaction, after almost all the grain was collected, I went to find Lao Wang and started to play the game. First, I used an excuse to deduct Lao Wang's two grains. Lao Wang didn't pay much attention to the goods at first, but when the third and fourth cars were delivered, the man still didn't count the money on the spot. He had to ask Lao Wang to count the two more cars together.
Lao Wang felt that something was wrong and wanted to take the goods away, but he was severely beaten. His son's nose was kicked and broken. He reported the crime, but the police station never caught the person who beat him, and the dealer who collected the corn was also arrested. He refused to admit that he was the one he was looking for.
Lao Wang's family didn't have much financial resources, and he had to pay for each truckload of goods himself. Four trucks of goods cost nearly 80,000 yuan. This was something he couldn't bear, so he found me.
And I’ve heard of the corn seller he was talking about.
Taiping, Bai Tao.
It is said that it has a lot of horsepower and a great reputation.