Since I debuted after 2000, I don’t know much about some gangsters from the 1980s and early 1990s. This Shen Dianlong was a figure from the mid-1980s, and he just passed by in society. Not many people know about it, so I have no impression of him at all.
To be honest, he once opened three nightclubs of almost the same level in H City. This is definitely an imaginary enemy to Haiyang. There are only so many individual customers. He opened three, which is bound to take away a lot of market. share.
Although I don't point out how much money Ocean makes, I definitely don't want it to go bankrupt after losing money. Therefore, we must be more vigilant, have necessary business attacks, and have new marketing strategies.
In the office, the eldest prince and I studied for a while, but I didn't expect that he had already prepared. Haiyang would hold a store celebration in the next two days, and the remaining marketing planning was scheduled for two months.
"It's not bad, you don't look that stupid." I praised him.
"...Just deal with it." The eldest prince rolled his eyes.
"Okay, you can do it. Recently, our economy will be a little more relaxed. If you are short of money, you can speak loudly."
I bared my teeth and said.
"What's going on? Your father-in-law's strong fortress has been breached."
The eldest prince asked with a smile.
"Fuck, I gave him a grandson for free, so he shouldn't pay for some nutrition." I said jokingly.
"He can vote in night shows, right?" The eldest prince said a little unconvinced.
"His subsidiary is engaged in mobile and B2C e-commerce. People in his company are very interested in the Xinhua Village business model integrated by Wang Mingliang. Therefore, the old man had no choice but to mention it to me and asked me to talk to him. I couldn't refuse the cooperation with the subsidiary, so I agreed." I said seriously.
"What are you talking about? It's weird and I can't understand it either." The eldest prince replied speechlessly.
"Continue studying." I pointed at him contemptuously and said.
"Hold."
The eldest prince cursed, turned around and left.
"On the other side of the mountain and the sea, there is a group of Smurfs. They are lively and smart, living carefree in the big green forest...!"
When I thought about not having to work tonight, I didn't feel sleepy at all, I was very excited, and even hummed a little tune excitedly.
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The other end.
Classmate Jiang Jing got into a fight in the store, which caused a very bad impact, so the boss fired him in tears without even paying his salary. After that, he lost his job.
His family lives on Taiping Hou Road. Although most of the old buildings here have been demolished, his family survived the first batch of demolitions and still lives in the old buildings.
After losing his job, he had no money to be a girl, and he couldn't even afford the minimum 260 yuan for medical abortion. Therefore, apart from drinking with a few friends, he basically slept at home and played on the computer every day, and his life was very tight.
But no matter how you say it, he is still a young man in his twenties, staying at home all the time, and his parents are not happy with it. They often advise him to go out and find some work instead of being idle all the time. It doesn't matter how much money you earn. You have to have something to do, otherwise you will be idle.
On this day, my parents began to ink again.
Jiang Jing was dreaming of the Three Kingdoms. Several people were killed by ink marks. Then he said angrily: "Can you two stop ink marks? Your son is destined to rise. Why are you panicking?"
"Go, go, go out and find a job."
The father yelled and cursed irritably.
"Sooner or later you will pay an unexpected price for your recklessness." Jiang Jing turned off the computer and lit a cigarette.
"What's the price?" the father asked sideways.
"Give me the price of two hundred dollars."
Jiang Jing said with a playful smile.
"...The biggest fucking price I pay is that I gave birth to you recklessly. Take the money and go away, go away."
The father had no choice but to take out two hundred from his pocket and threw it to Jiang Jing.
"Don't be so fussy. I should get at least 50,000 yuan from home a year. For 200, you gave birth to me so recklessly. It makes me so sad."
Jiang Jing's words are true. He is a master in a barber shop and his basic salary is more than 8,000 yuan a month. Except for the regular payment of 260 yuan, the rest of the money is given to his family.
Although he is a bit talkative, he is still very filial.
After taking the money, Jiang Jing began to go out for a walk. It was not that he was not looking for work, but he just didn't know what to do at the moment.
After walking twice and calling a friend, he had to wait for a while before he was free to come over to have dinner with him, so he was bored and met a fortune teller on the roadside.
The two looked at each other for a moment, sparks rising.
"It's fortune-telling."
This fortune teller must be at least sixty years old. He has a goatee and is wearing a black coat. He looks very idle. It is obvious that he has not done much business for a day. When he sees a fool like Jiang Jing, he naturally wants to hook up.
"Which faction are you from?"
Jiang Jing, who had nothing to do, squatted down and asked a question.
"The spiritual light is revealed in the temple, and the skills are learned from the founders of the Three Qing Dynasties."
The old man stroked his long beard and replied calmly.
"Ah, you're just living with Sanqing, then you can tell me your fortune."
Jiang Jing was also confused about his future and talked nonsense.
"My little friend, would you like to talk about the past?"
The old man gives people a feeling of looking up at the high mountains and the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
"Just keep mumbling."
"You're unemployed, right?" the old man said directly.
Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment.
The old man smiled slightly, glanced at Jiang Jing's stylish hair, and then looked at the calluses on his lips. Combined with the scars on his face that had not yet completely healed, he said again: "You used to have your hair cut, and recently you let people It’s peeled off, right?”
"Oh my god, I'm so amazing." Jiang Jing stretched his head, which was born to fool people, and asked in shock: "Old sir, what else do you know?"
"...Haha." The old gentleman suddenly smiled.
"Sir, it is fate that we meet each other. Please give me guidance in life."
Jiang Jing pursued him relentlessly.
"What's your name?" the old man asked calmly.
"My name is Jiang Jing."
"Good name."
The old man nodded in admiration, and then said in the clouds and mountains: "I lectured on the scriptures, rode a green ox, held an ox's ear, and traveled in all directions. Finally, the purple air from Hangu came from the east, and he rode the wind away, and then he achieved enlightenment."
When Jiang Jing heard this, he was completely confused. He blinked his eyes and bared his teeth and asked: "What do you mean, master? Are you saying that if I want to get rich, I have to ride the whole green bull first? Isn't this nonsense?" , the traffic police won’t let the cow pull daddy on the road.”
When the old man heard this, he was completely confused. He blinked and was stunned for half a minute. He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't say anything about bull riding."
"What do you mean, let me find a girl born in the Year of the Ox to ride on."
Jiang Jing became even more confused.
"...The point is not about Niu, but about Jiang Jing." The old man almost cried when he looked at this silly guy.
"Then why are you talking about Baniu's business? Just talk about the main point and that's it."
Jiang Jing was quite unhappy.
"Well, you and I are destined. I will give you a painting. You can go back and study it carefully. The beauty of your future lies here." The old man felt that he could no longer fool Jiang Jing with words, so he prepared to paint.