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Chapter 297: Acting and pretending to be true

Originally, Bai Mei had no emotions. She just wanted to take a bite of the food she had been thinking about for a long time. When she ate it, she could feel the happiness brought by the secretion of dopamine in her body. However, the old man's words made her

She suddenly felt overwhelmed with emotion.

[Can the lost things be found? 】

【What have I lost?】

【Is it youth? Is it time? Is it childhood? Or...what is it?】

Bai Mei couldn't eat anymore and stopped.

The old man was smoking a cigarette aside and was a little surprised when he saw Bai Mei's reaction.

This is really a special girl, completely different from the personality portrait summarized from past experiences!

It turns out that asking diners this question is a marketing strategy that I have used for many years.

Whenever there are not many people around, the old man can easily identify the nostalgic diners who came here for the sake of nostalgia, that is, the people who went to college nearby. Generally speaking, they come alone, and they are not in a hurry.

Meal.

Most of the people rushing to order food are young people working nearby.

Moreover, when they enter the store, most of them look around, looking for memories from back then.

With just these few characteristics, I can handle it very well.

What good would come from chatting with these diners?

Of course there is.

Just chatting for a few words in such an intimate way. These young people who have grown up with ink and have feelings will definitely write strategies and share things when they go back. They will always bring a sentence, that old man is still that old man, but we are no longer the same old man.

us back then.

In order to strengthen the memories of these people and provide them with materials for their memories, the old man also used this loud-sounding lighter for many years.

"Ding……"

The sound of turning on the lighter is both a prelude and a hint.

It has a miraculous effect similar to hypnosis.

It’s true that one has specialization in one’s profession and one has talent in everything he does.

Therefore, the business of this store is booming all year round. It is because of these "tap water" that they have turned this store into a holy place for Internet celebrities to check in, similar to the Western Wall in Jerusalem.

Are you here to eat a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup? This is obviously a pilgrimage to your own history of struggle.

Time, time, go slower...

This should be the right tone!

But--

The white rose in front of the old man, after listening to this "PUA" cliche, and after the old man honed his acting skills time and time again, the effect is unique.

She stopped and stared blankly at the bowl in front of her without saying a word.

The old man is still an old man, he is still strong and mature, and he is familiar with the ways of the world. He quickly realized that this was a "big fish"!

He’s obviously into it!

The old man blew out a smoke ring slowly, adjusted the time and rhythm calmly, and said: "Girl, you should be majoring in finance and economics. You have graduated five or six years ago, right?"

Bai Mei calmed down at this time. After hearing what the old man said, she thought to herself: "Isn't this nonsense? There is a finance and economics university and a military academy nearby? You can't tell them apart at a glance! Admit it!"

Bai Mei raised her head and said to her old man, "It's been more than ten years since I graduated."

This is equivalent to acknowledging that the old man’s judgment of himself as a student of a university of finance and economics was correct.

After saying that, Bai Mei imitated the old man's words in her heart: "Ah, you are so young, you look so young!"

Sure enough, it simultaneously confirmed the old man's lines.

Bai Mei smiled faintly, thanked her, and continued eating.

She hasn't found the answer to this question yet. She has lost something. She can't be bothered and just eats.

I am also accustomed to the old man's rainbow fart which is quite foreshadowing.

Anyway, this old man is not annoying.

Firstly, he is indeed the person she remembers from her college days, and secondly, although returning home in fine clothes is out of the question, there is always a feeling of timidity when living close to home.

As for this old man's self-created marketing routine, it seems to be easy to recognize in front of the professional salesman Bai Mei. This is nothing more than to increase customer favorability and improve the store's performance.

Seeing that the old man was standing by and had no intention of leaving, Bai Mei asked the old man: "Do students from those years often come back to find the taste of youth?"

"Of course, it's necessary!" When the old man saw that Bai Mei had turned his back on guests, he immediately became active and said with a lively voice: "To tell you the truth, if it weren't for these students, I would have retired early and enjoyed my old age."

"Oh? Why?"

"I'm afraid they won't be able to see me when they come back and will be disappointed." After the old man finished speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes.

The play is fake and the love is real.

Bai Mei couldn't hold it back and spat out a mouthful of fans, "Oh, I'm sorry..."

Fortunately, the old man was not sprayed.

"Girl, where are you currently employed?" The old man felt that Bai Mei was indeed rare and was very curious.

"Freelance job." Bai Mei said casually.

"Freelance job?" The old man looked Bai Mei up and down, "Self-media worker?"

This old man is a bit interesting.

Bai Mei answered: "How did you see it?"

"Not only can I see that you are a self-media person, but I can also see that you are not a Douyin person, but a Xiaohongshu person!" The old man said, "I will waive your order. Remember to tell me more about your feelings."

What the hell!

Is the industry so busy now?

The bill is waived at every turn.

The old people who were harmed started to make a blanket decision and directly identified Bai Mei as the creator of Xiaohongshu because she didn’t hold up her mobile phone to make videos!

Bai Mei suddenly got into the idea of ​​mischief and deliberately teased the old man: "Thank you, old man, but I'm not the one who wrote the Little Red Book."

"Ah? You're not...this..." The old man was stunned again. Today he met his opponent and he couldn't figure out the girl in front of him.

"I write novels, online novels." Bai Mei made up a lie for fun.

"Ah? Those who write novels," the old man said a little disappointed, "Can those who write novels make a living? I mean, a few years ago, online novels were quite popular. It was OK at that time, but I'm afraid it's not possible now.

Bar?"

Bai Mei originally wanted to stop the joke, but she didn't expect that this old man was really good at chatting, and could answer anything.

"Every profession follows the 80-20 rule, right?" Bai Mei said lightly, looking very sophisticated.

This is a master. The more concise and concise the words are, the more elusive they are. Only fools are the ones who provoke the topic and then talk about everything.

"That's right," the old man said with relief, "I have lived for such a long time, and the only thing that is true is this 80-20 rule. A few people make money in everything, so don't follow the trend!"

"Haha, I'm so funny!" Bai Mei laughed, "Here, this is food money. Thank you for your perseverance over the years. I can't just eat for nothing without merit."

With that said, Bai Mei put thirty yuan on the table.

"By the way, are there many students coming here to eat now? I mean the students at school." Bai Mei asked before going out.

"Nowadays, students don't come here. The food in their school canteens is not very good. They have everything." The old man said with emotion, "Things are not what they used to be. Times are changing so fast!"

Bai Mei took steps forward.

"Girl, marry a good man when you meet one. You can't wait for fate. People, you will be afraid of losing opportunities all your life!" The old man told Bai Mei because she took the initiative to pay 30 yuan, which was considered a favor.

"Opportunity?" Bai Mei's heart moved, and she continued walking out, "To put it this way, I have never lost anything. I have been creating opportunities all my life."


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