The next morning, Wen Liang ran to school and stopped at the Bayi store to meet Li Shengli. The two talked about the specific arrangements for the third store in Qinghe. The location of the third store broke away from the principle of focusing on the living area of the Bayi store and the student area of the No. 19 Middle School store, and entered the core area of Qingzhou for the first time - Huashan District. As the leader of Qingzhou's economy, Huashan District has left other places far behind in terms of prosperity, population density, daily traffic and per capita consumption. From a large enterprise to a small store, being able to enter Huashan District is a symbol of popularity in Qingzhou.
Therefore, this opening was different from the Bayi Store and the 19th Middle School Store. To create an impact and expand momentum, it could not be like the previous two times, where a makeshift troupe was invited to sing a few songs, a few fake congratulatory banners were hung, and then the store was opened with great fanfare. But to make it shine, the first problem in front of us was money. Li Shengli took out the account book. The daily turnover of the Bayi Store had risen to nearly 2,000 yuan, which was 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a month. Together with the income of the 19th Middle School Store, it was a remarkable number in 1995.
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Uncle Li has become a millionaire without realizing it."
Li Shengli said seriously: "Here is your 70%..."
Wen Liang laughed out loud: "Uncle Li, Uncle Li, how can I say hello to you?"
Li Shengli also laughed and raised his hand to scratch his head. If he wanted to be an ordinary businessman, he could become a small rich man who was not as rich as the rich but better than the poor in a few years. But for Li Shengli, Wen Liang had planned a big blueprint for him and painted a bright future. His heart and dreams could no longer be confined to the world of being content with a small fortune.
Moreover, how many times, in the unknown midnight, when I thought of Zhao Yaqing's betrayal, my heart, which I thought had died many years ago, would still hurt like a knife.
Therefore, Qinghe is not only a tool for his survival, but also a hope for him to regain his dignity as a man.
"This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket," Li Shengli said with a wry smile, "The facade, decoration, and equipment of the Huashan store are much more expensive than the two stores here combined. If we want to promote it in a big way, I'm afraid the money is not enough..."
Wen Liang nodded. It was not impossible to use the limited funds on publicity, but the development law of the catering industry had to be taken into consideration - that was something that could only be considered after the company had grown bigger. A newly started store like Qinghe relied on management and word of mouth. Once its working capital was affected, it might fall into a dilemma of lack of funds.
Of course, although he had Ning Xi, the God of Wealth, in front of him, Wen Liang could not guarantee that she would definitely invest in Qinghe, so he had to calculate carefully and try to maximize the marginal benefits.
He pondered for a moment and said, "How about this. You have good relationships with people. Invite all the shops with whom you have good relationships on Bayi Road or near No. 19 Middle School. I'll find a way to get the rest. Well, try to invite a few leaders to cut the ribbon, and then ask your friends if they have any connections with the media. If you can get on TV and in newspapers, the effect will be even better. Of course, these alone won't expand your reputation much, but it's a grand opening, so you have to make it festive and lively..."
Wen Liang's biggest wish was that Xu Fuyan could come in person, but he still chewed the thought and swallowed it. Although the work of a municipal party secretary is not as exaggerated as a busy schedule, he really doesn't have time to cut the ribbon for a small soy milk shop. To be honest, no one dared to mention such a thing to him...
Wen Liang secretly complained that it was really unbearable to have such a future father-in-law! He walked to the side and called Zuo Yuxi: "Little lazy pig, get up."
Zuo Yuxi's sleepy and hoarse voice came from the other side of the microphone: "Who is it? It's so early..."
"Guess who it is?"
"Oh, you're a pig!"
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, the scene in front of him became blurry, as if he had returned to the fleeting past life. In the 21st century, when long phone calls are popular, he had had such conversations with Liu Yan countless times. At this moment, it seemed as if time and space had been replaced in an instant, and the years had been blurred. I was on this end of the phone, and you were on the other end, a silly man and woman, an unforgettable love...
"Hey, what's wrong, are you okay?"
Zuo Yuxi seemed to sense something, and her voice suddenly became gentle. Wen Liang's mind was as solid as a rock, and he quickly put away his emotions and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious. I have an uncle who opened a store..."
Zuo Yuxi listened quietly and said, "Well, that's easy. Leaders from the Municipal Economic and Trade Commission, the CPPCC, and the Trade Union can all go, but it would be best if we could also invite some leaders from Huashan District..."
Huashan District naturally cannot be left out. After all, if a store is opened in someone else's territory, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, so this bit of face should be given. However, Huashan District is currently leaderless. Yang Yihang was ousted by Zhou Yuanting, and Hou Chuanhai happily took office. Who would have thought that he would be taken down by Xu Fuyan after only two days of glory.
A new emperor appoints new ministers. Life, sometimes, is just a joke!
However, Yang Yihang has been in Huashan for so many years and is in a high position of power. He has the final say and should still have a say.
Wen Liang said, "It's time to give Yang Yixing a meeting. I mentioned it to my father last night, and I think it should be settled that he will go to Yishan."
"Really?" Zuo Yuxi's voice was filled with surprise. "If Director Wen agrees, it will be easier to deal with Xu Fuyan."
Wen Liang naturally knew that with Zuo Yuxi's identity and status, it was impossible for her to show any emotion for Yang Yihang's restoration, let alone be surprised. The reason why she did so was that she felt that with Yang Yihang in Yishan, her acquisition business would be smoother.
Beauty is so kind, how lucky I am to have her!
After finalizing some details, Wen Liang hung up the phone and made an OK gesture to Li Shengli. Li Shengli was already used to Wen Liang's magical powers, so he was not surprised. He said with a smile: "Then I will arrange it, and it will be a grand event."
Wen Liang smiled and nodded. He didn't say anything. He wanted Ning Xi to see that Qinghe was born in Qingzhou and had many connections and resources! And these were exactly what she lacked!
Seeing that it was getting late, Wen Liang prepared to leave. As Li Shengli was seeing him off, he mentioned Li Siqing a little shyly. Wen Liang then remembered that he had promised to take her to the park on the weekend when they last met, but he forgot about it because he got busy.
He patted his head, feeling annoyed. Breaking one's promise is the worst bad habit, not to mention that she is Nuan Nuan, who is different from others. Wen Liang was very perceptive and knew that Li Shengli would never bother him with such trivial matters. It can be seen that this broken appointment was a big blow to Li Siqing, so Li Shengli mentioned it helplessly.
"Wait until the exam is over. I may have two days off. I will come to apologize to Nuannuan."
Li Shengli had never seen Wen Liang look so self-blaming before. He was frightened and said hurriedly, "She is just a little girl, what does she know? I just said it casually. It's really nothing."
Wen Liang shook his head and turned away.
After that, we repeated the same itinerary as yesterday, gathering at school first, and then taking the school bus to No. 19 Middle School. Maybe it was because they had two days off after taking the remaining exams today, everyone seemed very excited, and everyone in the car sang the Sailor and Lighting the Stars at the instigation of someone. Wen Liang followed suit and sang a few times, then leaned against the window, quietly watching the morning in Qingzhou.
The east was slightly bright, the moon was still bright, and there was an occasional breeze, which made the dead leaves on the ground squeak. I suddenly remembered the poem by Zhang Jiuling and hummed it softly: "In the morning, I walked in the northern forest, and opened my clothes. I saw the moon above the forest again, and it was not yet set. A cloud was lonely and far away, and the clumps of bamboo were also clear and deep. There is no reason to value being free from things, and only then can I know the heart that is detached from the world."
Ren Yi, who was leaning over to talk to Li Bao on the other side of the aisle, somehow heard Wen Liang's words, turned around and sneered, "You dare to recite poetry in front of me, you are like pulling a tiger's tail and crying for help - you are looking for death!"
He crawled over and looked at the sky, then suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "I got it. Watch me start writing a poem. The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese fly south."
Wen Liang didn't want to bother with this guy at first, but after hearing the clear and beautiful first two sentences, he turned around curiously.
Ren Yi blinked his eyes proudly and said loudly: "The orchid is beautiful and the chrysanthemum is fragrant, I can't forget the beautiful woman in my heart. I sail across the Fen River on a tower boat, crossing the middle of the stream and raising the white waves. The flute and drum sound and I sing. I am extremely happy but also full of sorrow. How can youth stop being strong and how can I stop being old?"
Wen Liang was indeed shocked, but he recovered immediately and said contemptuously: "If you wrote this, I would be a woman in my next life and marry a cool man like you."
Ren Yi was disgusted by this vicious curse. He swallowed hard and muttered quickly, "I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it..."
After four or five times, an insulted scowl appeared on his face, and his aggrieved look could make a dead man cry. He said, "If I didn't write it, who else could have written it? Do you dare to say that you have heard of it before, or where you have seen it?"
Although Wen Liang could not say that he was well-read, he was not an unlearned good-for-nothing. However, he really did not know who had written this ancient poem. Judging from Ren Yi's expression, could it be that what he said was true
"this… "
Wen Liang scratched his head, looking confused. Ji Su behind him burst out laughing. She was used to seeing Wen Liang being confident, but she had never seen him like this. However, he was really cute!
"This is "Autumn Wind Ode" by Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che. In terms of being appropriate to the scene, it is actually not as good as Zhang Jiuling's "Morning Out of the County House Under the Woods". Ren Yi, although you are a cultured person, we are not all illiterate..."
This sentence brought Wen Liang and Ren Yi into the matter, which was a sinister intention. Wen Liang looked at Ji Su, who had a cunning face, and sighed: "You can even make fun of others, Ji Su, you are getting worse and worse following Meng Ke."
Miss Meng was shot while lying down, so she was naturally very dissatisfied, and a group of people started to complain and make a lot of noise.
Youth is the best, when we are young!
(Before 12 o'clock, breathe a sigh of relief)