ah! It’s another day full of energy!
Chen Xun woke up lying on the bed and stretched out of habit, stretching halfway and then pulling it back.
'hiss,
It touched the pain points on his back and buttocks, and Chen Xun almost flinched in pain.
He touched it with his hand and found that the scab had formed. Chen Xun was very satisfied with his recovery speed.
He moved his position, glanced at the door, took out a magazine from under the pillow, and read it happily.
A few minutes later, a wad of toilet paper flew from the bed into the trash can on the floor, and the magazine was placed back under the pillow.
Chen Xun supported his upper body with both hands and slowly climbed from the bed to the ground, preparing to wash his face and go to the bathroom.
Others can only roam around during summer vacation, but he is not as comfortable as he is. He falls on the bed every day, has clothes on his hands and food on his hands, and opens his mouth. It is a fairy-like life.
'Bangdang,
The sound of the iron door was extremely loud. As soon as Chen Xun came out of the bathroom after washing his face, he saw his angry father looking for something in the living room.
Chen Xun suddenly felt something bad. He wanted to take two quick steps back to his own nest, but his body didn't allow it.
After finally walking to the door of the bedroom, suddenly there was a ray of cold air above my head, and there was no sound in the unusually quiet living room.
He slowly turned around and saw his father standing behind him.
"dad..."
The calm-looking father suddenly changed his expression to ferocious, and he raised the seven wolves in his hand and rushed towards Chen Xun.
"Ahhh!
! Abba Abba! "
'Snapped,
A belt was slapped on the back.
'Snapped,
Hit on the thigh.
'Snapped,
Slap on the butt.
The old wounds have not gone away, but new ones have appeared, and the wounds that have just scabbed are bleeding again.
"I'll beat you to death for being an unfilial son. You want to imitate the drama between a scholar and a brothel girl. I'll destroy you today!"
My father's seven wolves have become extremely proficient, and not a single one of them has failed.
Chen Xun could only crawl into the bedroom with all his strength, screaming incessantly.
The harder his biological father beats him, the deeper Chen Xun misses Xiaorou. All this is because of her, he loves and hates deeply, and vice versa.
Four open windows allowed the entire neighborhood to hear the voices of the father and son.
Even Zhao Ye, who came to see Chen Xun for fun, silently turned the front of his bicycle and walked out of the community.
...
Ye Haoran didn't know that the person who just walked past was Chen Xun's biological father. He didn't realize it until he saw Xiaobei's mean smile.
This kid definitely wasn't holding anything back.
This time, there was no need for Ye Haoran to ask. Xiaobei just learned what he had just said to Chen Xun's biological father.
Looking at Xiao Bei playing tricks, Ye Haoran shook his head speechlessly. Even if he made him his eldest brother, he was still just a half-grown child.
"Find someone to inquire about the movements of Yuanda Real Estate Company. Let me know if they are planning to break ground there."
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"Okay!"
Xiaobei, who took the order, went to contact someone while laughing.
As soon as Ye Haoran entered the bar, Yang Xiaoyun gave him a look of understanding. It was his first time being a pimp, and he must have wanted to interview Ye Haoran about his feelings. ….
Too lazy to talk to her, Ye Haoran took two journals and left the bar and went to the office on the third floor.
When he first entered the office, Ma Changming was imitating Ye Haoran in making Kung Fu tea, but unfortunately he didn't look the same.
Chaozhou Gongfu tea is a tea art that integrates spirit, etiquette, and brewing techniques. This tea art is very particular about the temperature of the water, soaking time, etc. The appearance of the purple clay pot and tea cakes is also very important.
Ma Changming, a big boss, was just doing harm to good things. Ye Haoran reluctantly took it from Ma Changming.
"Mr. He from Chaoyang also wants to open a club like ours. He has been doing it for half a month and has spent a lot of money. He just wants to see what you mean."
Ma Changming picked up the tea cup from the delivery tray. Before he drank, he couldn't help but test Ye Haoran.
Ma Changming had long wanted to open a branch. Of course he was eager to see the money flowing into his account like running water. Unfortunately, Ye Haoran never agreed.
He is different from Ye Haoran. Ye Haoran makes money by either buying a house or raising a woman. Among other things, there is Yang Xiaoyun at the bar downstairs, who yells and drinks every day just to give Ye Haoran face.
Fortunately, Yang Xiaoyun is just trying to show off her power as the boss lady and won't do anything extraordinary.
Ye Haoran picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The aroma was so fragrant that he felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but nod.
When Ma Changming saw Ye Haoran nodding, he quickly asked: "You agree?"
"What do you agree to? Open a branch?"
Ma Changming nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Ye Haoran laughed and said: "Do you think it is so easy to open a branch? How to distribute profits, how to mobilize personnel, whether management guidance is needed, what advice is needed on decoration, how to debug equipment, do you know all these?"
Ma Changming, who was a little excited just now, was speechless by Ye Haoran's series of questions.
Does he understand? He knows nothing.
Even the management of this club was taught to him by Ye Haoran. Otherwise, how could he manage it with his big brother temperament?
It was the first time I heard Ye Haoran talk about this. I didn't expect there were so many ways in it, and suddenly I felt that I had taken too much.
Ye Haoran put down his teacup and said, "It's not that we can't study branches, but we need to do it in a structured way instead of rushing forward blindly and recklessly."
The Di Le Club has gradually reached saturation. Even if it has been popular for a while during the graduation season, these people who have come are all their potential customers. With the growth of the economy, people's spiritual needs have increased. This kind of entertainment venue It will definitely become more and more popular.
In addition to various festivals in the future, including Chinese Valentine's Day and Christmas, bachelors will basically come here to have fun.
One Di Le can no longer meet the increase in demand, and opening branches is an inevitable trend unless he stops here.
Will Ye Haoran stop? of course not.
Ma Changming heard the meaning of Ye Haoran's words and asked, "How to do it?"
Ye Haoran pinched his chin with his fingers and thought for a moment before speaking: "Ask Mr. He how much money he is willing to invest. You also need to prepare some. Once the investment amount is determined, we can discuss other matters."
When he first started his business, Ye Haoran was willing to give Ma Changming more, but now Ma Changming has enough to eat, and it is no problem to raise a whole village, let alone a few younger brothers. ….
For other investments in the future, we can't talk about human feelings like this, but talk about profits.
Having said this, Ye Haoran picked up the two journals brought over from the bar. One was an income record and the other was a cost record.
Cost records include all output amounts, including employee wages, purchase amounts, etc.
The purchase of drinks, drinks and snacks is settled at the bar, and wages are collected from Yang Xiaoyun at the bar.
They all have a fixed salary, and there is not much that requires nucleic acid. Yang Xiaoyun is also a college graduate, so these accounts are trivial to her.
"The total profit amount is here. If you need money to open a branch, you can ask me to withdraw your part of the profit in advance."
This is all Ye Haoran can do. He can be regarded as Ma Changming's noble man because he can lead his eldest brother who opened a massage parlor to this day. He does not ask for anything in return from Ma Changming, as long as he can continue in the future.
In fact, Ye Haoran really thought too much about this.
Ma Changming, the eldest brother in the Northeast, was very repaying his kindness. Although he never said a word about Ye Haoran, he never let go of Ye Haoran in his heart.
If you dare to talk to him, he will dare to talk to you.
can't say everything
Northeastern eldest brothers are all like this, and most of them are okay.
Many people who came out to live in this era, although they did not live very well, had the word "morality" engraved on their bones.
Ma Changming just glanced at the running account and didn't read anything else. At most, he glanced at the total amount and then continued to talk about Mr. He. This kind of trust was really rare.
"Mr. He will definitely come over tonight. I promised him yesterday that I will talk to you today and give him an answer tonight. When he comes, I will ask him what he means."
Ye Haoran saw that Ma Changming didn't want to look at the account book, so he put it away. If he had to calculate the accounts in detail, it would look false.
"Okay, we can talk to anyone who wants to. I'll start choosing a location when I'm ready."
The two chatted some more about club management. Soon Ma Changming was busy receiving guests. After sitting for a while, Ye Haoran felt bored and left the office to help at the bar.
When I went down to the first floor, I didn't see Xiaobei. I thought Xiaobei was going to inquire about Yuanda Real Estate Company, so I entered the bar without thinking much and started settling accounts.
Xiaobei indeed arranged for someone to inquire about the information. After the arrangement, he did not go back immediately. Instead, he went to the original pedicure shop where the girl's dormitory in the club was found.
He called Xiao Rou down directly.
"Liu Beishan, you still dare to come to me. You gave me a cut on my arm and stopped working for several days. Tell me what to do. Why don't you go up with me now and let me hold you for a while? Let this matter be over."
Xiaobei took a step back nervously: "Your brother Bei has a girlfriend, so don't mess around!"
Not everyone can enter this place. I think Ye Haoran almost went inside, and Xiaobei didn't dare to go in alone even if he had nine lives.
Seeing Xiaobei's scared look, Xiaorou giggled, her flesh flying in all directions as she laughed.
Xiaobei laughed awkwardly: "Ahem, Sister Xiaorou, I always have something to ask of you, you see..."
"Get out! It's not going to happen."
The relationship between the two is actually very good, they are just friends, because these girls will always have one or another thing happen to customers who drink too much, and Xiaobei usually helps to protect their safety.
Sensible girls like Xiaorou would also buy cigarettes and water for Xiaobei, and they became friends as soon as they went back and forth.
"Tell me what's going on."
Ahem.
Xiaobei took a step forward and whispered: "It's the same boy as last time. He seems to be interested in you. How about you show your hands and follow him?"
Xiaorou is actually only twenty-four or five years old, but she has been struggling in society for many years without any education. It can be said that a woman has practiced her skills to perfection.
Hearing what Xiaobei said, Xiaorou angrily said, "Come here, your elder brother has already stopped me from working. If I continue, I won't be able to drink the northwest wind."
"No way, brother Ran just stopped for a few days just to protect you, and he didn't want you to leave Di Le."
After saying that, Xiaobei took out a thousand yuan in cash from his pocket: "Sister Xiaorou, think about it. If you help Brother Ran deal with him, Brother Ran will definitely remember you well in his heart even though he doesn't say anything on the surface."
Listening to Xiaobei's nonsense, Xiaorou felt that it was right. If Ye Haoran didn't care about her life or death, he would not stop her work. This was a disguised form of protection, and she knew it in her heart. .
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