Zhao Tianqing hurriedly hurried, but failed to stop Li Mo, so she had no choice but to follow him in.
Not far away, Zhang Weiqiang almost laughed out loud when he saw Li Mo walking into the store. He stood still and said to Meng Geng beside him:
"Boss Meng, look at this idiot. He didn't choose this or that, but he chose a store that is about to close."
"Do you think it's because he has bad luck or because I have too much luck? Hahaha!"
Meng Geng also smiled contemptuously, waved his hand and said:
"I don't think we need to follow. The outcome of this competition has been decided."
"Hehe, yes, thank you for your help, Boss Meng."
Zhang Weiqiang offered a cigarette obsequiously, then quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Meng Geng:
"Don't worry, Boss Meng. I will recruit as many people as possible in the president election in a while, and they will all give you their sacred vote."
Meng Geng smiled and waved his hands without saying anything. He narrowed his eyes and blew out a puff of smoke at the pickle shop.
Whether or not to vote is secondary. The main thing is that he enjoys watching Li Mo make a fool of himself in public. He enjoys it more than anyone else.
At this time, the owner of the kimchi shop was busy working in the shop. There was a brand new food cart at the end, and he was pasting a price list on it.
Seeing a customer entering the store, he stood up and was about to greet him, but when his eyes glanced at Zhao Tianqing behind Li Mo, his face fell.
"Heh, Minister Zhao, are you here to buy food, or are you here to solicit sponsorship?"
"I'm welcome to buy food, but if you're here to solicit sponsorship, then I can only say that you have a bad memory."
"I told you last time that I was leaving. Do you think you can still get money from me?"
Zhao Tianqing's face turned red for a while, and she was so embarrassed that she almost dug through the soles of her shoes:
"Haha, Boss He is joking. I'm hungry for your sour radish. Come and buy some."
After saying that, she secretly gave Li Mo a hand:
"You heard me, this store is going to close soon, please find another one quickly."
Li Mo chuckled, waved his hands and said:
"I think this store is pretty good, this is it."
He slowly looked around the store, finally focused on the food truck, and said with a smile:
"Boss, are you ready to break up the whole thing into pieces and fight guerrillas?"
"Oh! I can't help it, it's hard to do business."
The shop owner, who was in his early forties, sighed and sat down on the chair next to the food cart.
"Originally, I was pointing to this store to make some money. How could I have imagined that it would be this kind of business? I had to change the form."
Li Mo nodded, took out the cigarette case and handed over a cigarette:
"Although having food trucks can save a lot of costs, this street should be strictly controlled, right?"
The shop owner lit a cigarette and glanced at Li Mo:
"Who says it's not the case? The city management won't let you do it on the side of the road, and it blocks other shops from doing business on the street, and the shop owners don't allow it."
"Alas! Business is hard to do! We can only take one step at a time."
Li Mo chuckled and sat down next to the shop owner:
"Boss, how about you just stay outside here from now on?"
"Put it outside?"
The shop owner looked at Li Mo in surprise, shook his head and said:
"That's impossible. The old stores nearby don't agree with me, let alone this new one."
"Besides, I don't know what they do, so if I just show them outside, isn't that looking for a beating?"
Li Mo smiled and waved:
"Boss, don't think about it so much. I say you can do whatever you want."
When the shop owner heard this, he turned to look at Li Mo with a hint of disdain in his eyes:
"You say you can just show off? Who do you think you are?"
Li Mo chuckled and narrowed his eyes:
"I'm the boss here."
"????"
Hearing Li Mo's salty words, the shop owner and Zhao Tianqing standing in the shop were all shocked.
"Are you the boss here??"
The store owner thought he heard wrongly and subconsciously repeated the sentence.
After getting Li Mo's affirmative nod, he looked Li Mo up and down.
He is tall and not ugly. Although he is young, he looks quite stable and has a social atmosphere that is not like that of a student.
It really doesn't sound like telling lies.
"What does your store sell?"
"My store doesn't sell anything, you can use it for promotion and marketing."
"What's that for?"
"Haha, you will know this by then."
Li Mo smiled lightly and went straight to the point without wasting time:
"Boss, I can let you set up a stall in front of my store without charging you any fees."
"You just have to keep the stall clean and tidy, what do you think?"
"That's a good feeling!"
The shop owner's eyes lit up, but he also knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch, so he immediately asked:
"But little brother, you definitely won't let me set up a stall in front of your store for nothing, right?"
Li Mo glanced at the shop owner and nodded appreciatively:
"I do have two requests. Let's see if you accept them."
"First, you should have guessed the purpose of my visit this time. I am indeed here to solicit sponsorship for the school's welcome party."
"I will advertise to you at the welcome party with banners or other methods, but you will need to pay four thousand yuan."
"Don't think it's expensive. You can think about it in another way. Think of it as the buyout fee for me to let you set up a stall. Isn't this a good deal?"
"Another requirement is that when my store opens, anyone who comes into my store and wants to buy your kimchi will have to give you a 30% discount."
Zhao Tianqing, who was standing aside, opened her mouth into an O shape when she heard Li Mo's words.
This was the first time she had seen such a tough way of soliciting sponsorship, and all of a sudden she was asking for so much money.
Shouldn't I just nod and bow to please you? Aren’t you supposed to depend on how much others give you?
This method of yours is not soliciting sponsorship. Isn’t this robbery?
There is no such operation!
But she never expected that the store owner didn't think Li Mo's words were inappropriate at all.
On the contrary, people are still thinking seriously about the conditions proposed by Li Mo.
In the final analysis, it is still a matter of method.
You nod and bow down to beg others. From the beginning, the status of the two parties is already unequal. Of course, others will show their faces to you.
But Li Mo's method is different. He is negotiating with the store owner.
When soliciting sponsorship, it seems that you are asking for something from others, but when others sponsor you, you also need to give them equivalent publicity.
Both parties are exchanging benefits. No one is inferior to the other, so why should you be inferior to others in the first place?
If you want to gain the respect of others, you must first respect yourself.
After pondering for a while, the store owner agreed in his heart.
Although four thousand yuan is a lot of sponsorship, they are right. Think about it another way, they cannot let you set up a stall in front of his store for nothing.
After all this calculation, four thousand is really not much.
It's just that a businessman always hopes that the price is as low as possible, so he still paid back the price:
"Young man, can two thousand be okay?"
Li Mo chuckled and nodded:
"Okay, then you just need to pay me another five hundred yuan every month for setting up the stall."
When the store owner heard this, he waved his hand quickly:
"Then I'd better give you four thousand."
After speaking, he took a deep look at Li Mo and asked:
"Young man, your family is in business, right?"
Li Mo shook his head and squinted at the outside of the store:
"No, I'm just an ordinary handsome boy."
"????"
