Nine hundred and eighty-eighth chapter short-sighted
Du He was confident and said slowly: "To be honest, our Dream Group has now established a bus company in Chang'an and opened eight lines. Adding Anhu Avenue, there are nine lines, with a total of sixty carriages. Each carriage has
There are many carriages, and many large characters can be printed on both sides of each carriage. Just imagine, these ten carriages have the names of eighteen restaurants of the Changsun family printed on them, and they wander around Chang'an City every day.
When I looked up, I saw the name of Changsun's restaurant. It could even be a small phrase, for example, there are thousands of restaurants in the world, but Changsun Restaurant is the most delicious, etc. As time went by, everyone naturally subconsciously thought that this
The best restaurant in the world is Changsun's restaurant, what do you think?"
After Du He finished speaking, he looked at Changsun Wuji with great interest.
He talked a lot without realizing it.
Then he looked at the empty tea cup and thought in his heart: Changsun, the old demon, is too stingy. It has been so long and he still doesn’t know how to add some water.
Changsun Wuji thought carefully and felt that Du He's words made some sense.
So he asked: "If all your sixty carriages were printed with the name of my eldest grandson's restaurant, wouldn't it cost a lot of money?"
There is no free pie in the world!
Changsun Wuji didn't believe that Du He was really here to solve his problems for free.
Du He chuckled and said: "Master Changsun, talking about money hurts our feelings. For our friendship, I will give you a friendship price of 20,000 yuan per year. What do you think?"
Twenty thousand guan?
Changsun Wuji even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
"Du He, are you serious?" Changsun Wuji asked.
Du He nodded: "Master Changsun, of course it is true. Do you think that these two thousand yuan are expensive? You know, the restaurant of Changsun's family loses more than this amount of money every year, right?"
This is true.
Changsun's family owns high-end restaurants.
It's the kind of place where ordinary people will lose their money just to have a meal there.
This kind of restaurant can only be entered by dignitaries and wealthy people.
In the past two years, eighteen restaurants have suffered losses of tens of thousands of dollars.
However, if you want Changsun Wuji to charge 20,000 yuan for a phone call, just print the name of the restaurant on the carriage?
He hesitated.
Isn’t this a fantasy?
After a while, Changsun Wuji suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Come, let's see the guests off!"
Du He said hurriedly: "Master Changsun, do you really no longer think about it carefully?"
"No need, Du He, I don't have that much free time to chat with you!"
With that said, Changsun Wuji turned around and left.
Du He was rejected.
He sighed in his heart, alas, these ancient people are so stubborn.
After leaving Sikong Mansion, Du He continued to rush to the next stop.
Second stop: Duke Xu’s Mansion.
In Chang'an City, Xu Guogong Gao Shilian also had many properties.
The largest industry of Duke Xu's mansion in Chang'an City was silk cloth.
However, as the Tang Dynasty gradually settled down, merchants from the south of the Yangtze River flooded into Chang'an City, which had a huge impact on the business of Duke Xu.
Gao Shilian's hair turned gray because of this incident.
When he heard that Du He could help him solve his problems, Gao Shilian was very happy and was even willing to settle the differences with Du He.
But when he heard that printing the name of Xu Guogong's Silk and Cloth Trading Company on the carriage would cost 20,000 yuan a year, Gao Shilian was immediately unhappy.
"Du He, let's go before I'm still angry..."
Gao Shilian directly drove Du He out of Xu Guogong's mansion.
Another rejection.
Next, Du He followed the invitation he had written in advance and visited one by one. These people were all wealthy people in Chang'an City.
It would be fine if the big guys in the DPRK and China didn't give him any face. Even some big families in Chang'an City were polite to Du He and even expressed their willingness to give a few hundred dollars to Du He, but if they wanted to cooperate, it would cost tens of thousands of dollars.
Absolutely impossible.
Du He was so angry that he cursed in his heart, short-sighted, a bunch of short-sighted guys.
Back at the bus company, Du He was furious.
Li Lizhi rubbed Du He's shoulders distressedly and said softly: "Husband, if it really doesn't work, forget it. At the worst, I'll just change my business. Anyway, husband, you are the best at making money. There is nothing in the world that you can't do!"
Du He calmed down at this time, "Wife, I will definitely do what I promised you, otherwise, I will break my promise."
Li Lizhi suddenly heard something, and her face suddenly turned red like a red apple.
It turned out that in the dead of night last night, Du He coaxed Li Lizhi to use the trick of "a gentleman talks but does not do anything". The condition is that he must find a way to solve the problem of the bus company not making much money for Li Lizhi.
"Husband, you are evil!" Li Lizhi couldn't help but said.
Du He pulled Li Lizhi over and raised and lowered his hands, making Li Lizhi giggle.
At this moment, someone shouted at the door: "Second uncle, someone wants to see you!"
It was Du Jinwei's voice.
Du He let go of Li Lizhi, straightened his clothes, opened the door and went out.
But Du Jinwei looked into the room with wide eyes and asked curiously: "Second uncle, what did you feed your aunt just now?"
"Nothing!" Du He was a little embarrassed.
Du Jinwei obviously didn't believe it: "Then why does Auntie keep saying no? If Auntie doesn't want it, why not give it to Ah Huang? He has been hungry all day!"
Du He looked at the silly brown bear and suddenly felt a chill.
He quickly turned around and came to the front hall.
In the front hall, there was already a middle-aged man waiting.
The first time he saw this man, Du He had only one comment: ugly!
So ugly!
too ugly!
This man was short in stature, skinny and skinny, and the beard above his lips had grown into a figure eight. His eyes turned out to be cross-eyed when looking at people.
If you were to rate this person's appearance out of ten, it would be minus ten points.
When this guy laughs, he looks so vulgar that people can't help but want to rush up and punch and kick him.
Du He didn't recognize the other party, so he asked directly: "You are the one who came to ask to see me?"
The man stood up hurriedly, showed great respect, and showed a lewd smile: "I pay homage to the Prince Consort. My name is Shen Wanqian. I opened a Cuihonglou in Pingkangfang. At the beginning, the Prince Consort, Mr. Changsun, Mr. Gao, and Mr. Fang often visited
, always take care of the villain’s business.”
Du He's eyelids twitched.
He quickly remembered.
In the original memory of Du He, he did often go to Cuihong Mansion, and Shen Wanqian personally selected the best ones to serve him.
This is all my young master’s dark history!
He couldn't help but complain, Shen Wanqian, this name sounds even more awesome than Shen Wansan, but unfortunately, this guy looks too ugly, and he is also in the business of running a brothel, he is too degenerate.
Du He then asked: "Get out of here!"
"ah?"
Shen Wanqian looked confused.
Du He's words immediately stunned him.
He stood there blankly, neither leaving nor staying. The atmosphere was awkward for a while.