Chapter 457: Girlfriend in White Silk (5K)

After obtaining financing, Zeng Wenjie sent team members to the four top first-tier cities of Yanjing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen to scout locations. Preliminary negotiations have been reached on the store arrangements and the stores will be opened soon.

The other provincial capitals are also under investigation, but those that are too remote will not be considered for the time being.

The first batch will definitely be in the direct sales model, and only after achieving results will it be opened to franchising on a large scale.

Thanks to the collaboration between Snacks is Panic and The Voice of China, Zeng Wenjie has no worries about his business not being booming. This is an advantage that other stores cannot have.

Moreover, all the variety shows that Chongshan Provincial TV will launch in the future will also be linked with Snacks Are Panic.

In this regard, Snacks is in a state of panic and has already defeated all the other brands that copied it.

The snack market is huge, and Zeng Wenjie certainly cannot eat it all by himself. He just needs to ensure that every store is profitable and can suppress other brand stores.

What China lacks the least is counterfeit goods.

After being interviewed by CCTV and serially reported on in collaboration with Penguin, Zeng Wenjie has become a nationally renowned college student entrepreneur.

Therefore, his snack business model certainly cannot be hidden, and capital has already entered the market and started to imitate him.

Just like the series of activities launched by Malenia, major brands copied it and made a lot of money, but Malenia also carved out a path and established a firm foothold in the jewelry industry where luxury brands abound.

Zeng Wenjie only needs to open snack shops one by one, and then gradually cover a city with franchise stores. It will be unlikely for those copycats to make money as happily as they do now.

What will be more profitable is definitely the integrated supply chain. By then, stores will be everywhere, and just the supply will be a big deal.

Those high-ranking brand snack manufacturers will eventually have to bow their heads and speak to him in a humble manner.

After Zeng Wenjie left Fengyuan, he called a meeting with the Snacks Panic team.

Ye Qiansheng, Fu Qianzhu and other veterans also came to attend the meeting.

The meeting was very long, lasting three hours, and Zeng Wenjie felt dry mouth, dizziness and vertigo.

After the meeting, Ye Qiansheng muttered, "We should let Ye Yixuan come to the meeting to see if she dares to say that selling snacks has no future."

Zeng Wenjie said, "We are siblings after all. No matter how deep the hatred or grudge is, is there any need to hold such a grudge against Sister Renxuan?"

Ye Qiansheng snorted coldly and said, "Who told her to look down on me? After all, I am a local tycoon with a net worth of nearly ten million now, much richer than her."

Zeng Wenjie said with a half-smile: "If Sister Xuan wants to be richer than you, she can do it in just one day."

When Ye Qiansheng heard this, he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he shook his head helplessly and said, "That's true, but it's immoral."

Zeng Wenjie said happily: "People without morals earn more."

“…”

Ye Qiansheng glared at the dog capitalist and said with a sly grin, "Next time you come to my house for dinner, I'll tell this old man exactly what you said and see what he thinks of it."

Thinking of the unfathomable Ye Ling, Zeng Wenjie's mouth trembled suddenly. He didn't expect that this stupid Ou Doudou could find a way to counter him so quickly!

Damn it, I have to make him call me brother-in-law!

Um?

Why call me brother-in-law?

Sister Xuan is a good sister whom we respect and admire. This is just a joke! Absolutely!

"I fucking heard that you offered a Japanese devil an annual salary of 200,000 US dollars!" Ye Qiansheng suddenly said in a cold voice.

He has been a soldier, so there is no doubt that he will have strong negative emotions about this matter.

Zeng Wenjie said calmly, "I paid a Japanese devil $200,000 to work like a slave for me, and produced a high-quality game that far surpassed even the ones produced in Japan. Do you have to honor me as a national hero?"

Ye Qiansheng was about to lose his temper, but when he heard this, he took a breath and felt that what he said was a bit unreasonable, but when he thought about it, it made sense!

Invite the Japanese to fight against Japan?

Quite interesting!

Ye Qiansheng said, "Okay, I agree with you. My dad wants to treat you to a meal sometime."

After all, Ye Qiansheng had acquired shares of Snacks Are Very Panic. Now, after Snacks Are Very Panic received financing, the shares were very valuable. The old man naturally felt that he should treat Zeng Wenjie to a meal to thank him for his support for Ye Qiansheng.

In view of his relationship with Ye Yixuan, the influence of the Ye family, and the fact that Ye Qiansheng was an excellent employee, Zeng Wenjie gave him 10% of the shares.

While tying up Ye Qiansheng, it is also equivalent to tying up Ye Yixiuan and tying up Ye Ling's influence.

When it was time to get off work, Zeng Wenjie paid for everyone's meal, but he did not join the dinner. Instead, he returned to Zeng Xiangdong's rented house.

Zeng Xiangdong went back to his hometown to collect gold, and the rented house was left vacant.

Zeng Wenjie washed the rice and cooked, then took out the roast meat that was packed and airlifted from Shenzhen, cut it, and heated it in the microwave, waiting for Mu Qingyang to come and eat.

He had contacted Mu Qingyang in the morning, but company matters kept him busy, so he could only meet at dinner time.

Thinking of the roast meat I brought from Shenzhen, I decided to cook a meal at home. The environment was quiet and warm enough, and no one would disturb me.

After the aroma of rice started to rise, Zeng Wenjie turned off the rice cooker and waited for the steam to subside before opening the pot.

I just made some seaweed egg drop soup, put the roast meat on a plate, and everything was done!

Not long after, the sound of the door opening was heard.

Classmate Xiao Mu, who was dressed up carefully, made a shining appearance. She changed her hairstyle today and got dragon whisker bangs and a bun. She wore a beige skirt with a very girlish style, and she even wore white over-the-knee socks?

Hehe, white silk... white silk again... hehe.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but stare at it fiercely. In this absolute field, he felt that the person who invented over-the-knee socks deserved to be enshrined in the imperial temple!

"I smell the scent of my hometown!" Mu Qingyang said happily as he entered the door, his nose almost touching the ground.

"You're right. I brought back a big roast meat set meal from Shenzhen, waiting for you to taste it!" Zeng Wenjie said.

Mu Qingyang immediately ran to the dining table and said, "It smells so good and is so delicious! Another bowl of seafood porridge will really make it delicious."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I cooked rice. If you want to eat porridge, do you want to ask the people from the seafood city to bring it over?"

Mu Qingyang shook his head and said, "Then let's eat rice! The rice you cook is definitely better than seafood porridge."

Zeng Wenjie never cooks. Mu Qingyang made longevity noodles for his birthday last time, and he rolled the noodles himself, which turned out to be a mess.

But Zeng Wenjie was much more relaxed today. Basically, the food was ready. For soup, just add some water, salt, MSG and green onions and it was done.

However, according to Mu Qingyang's standards, this thing is just hot pot water, which can only be said to be better than nothing.

When Mu Qingyang was about to take off his socks when changing into slippers, Zeng Wenjie immediately frowned and stopped him, "Why do you want to take them off?"

"It's always slipping, it's so annoying!" Mu Qingyang complained.

"No, no, no, just use the anti-slip sticker." He immediately pulled Mu Qingyang to sit down, "Eat it while it's hot, otherwise it will get cold."

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, but didn't think much about it.

The roast meat tastes very good, and it is also served with dipping sauces such as black plum sauce. It tastes sour and sweet and tastes very good.

"I haven't eaten such delicious barbecued pork for a long time!" Mu Qingyang sighed with satisfaction after eating a piece of meat.

Zeng Wenjie said: "Are you satisfied? This is a gift specially prepared for you!"

Mu Qingyang said, "Satisfied, very satisfied. I'll give you 100 points, not a single point less. I want you to be proud!!!"

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. He then calmly took out a small box from his pocket and said, "Since it's a perfect score, then I won't give this as a gift."

"PP!"

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "I remember it cost quite a bit of money!"

Then she reached out and grabbed it.

Zeng Wenjie dodged, and she directly used the locking technique from judo to lock him, and also used a joint lock to take it away.

Zeng Wenjie felt that he was somewhat trapped in his own web. It was not good to guide people too far ahead of time. He had to endure domestic violence!

Mu Qingyang opened it and saw that it was a very classic Nautilus series, 5711-1R-001, with a rose gold case and bracelet, and the retail price seemed to start with five.

"Hiss, does this count as robbery? If I call the police, you'll be put in jail for life!" Zeng Wenjie complained.

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person." Mu Qingyang responded with a serious face.

As she spoke, she untied the watch chain and put the watch on. With a "click", it fit perfectly.

So, Mu Qingyang shook his wrist and asked proudly, "Looks good, doesn't it?"

Zeng Wenjie sneered, "I'm afraid the 100 points just now were fake!"

Mu Qingyang rushed over and hugged his neck, covered his eyes with one hand, and said shyly: "It's 100% true, but I want to say ten thousand words about my love for you now!"

Then, Zeng Wenjie felt his lips covered by two soft and warm petals. He couldn't help but hug Mu Qingyang's slender waist and let her sit on his lap.

The food was a little cold, so Mu Qingyang withdrew his hand and rested his chin on Zeng Wenjie's shoulder, breathing slightly.

Zeng Wenjie thought Li Ronghao must have sung it wrong. How could a faint smile resemble plum sauce? It clearly tasted like freshly roasted queshe!

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Mu Qingyang stood up quickly and said as if nothing had happened.

Zeng Wenjie thought her sanctimonious look was really cute, especially the outfit she wore today which had a distinctly cute girl style, so adorable that it made his face bleed.

Mu Qingyang is getting better and better at dressing up. With such a good foundation, no one PUAs him anymore, and he dares to try and practice any style.

With her current mental state and pretty face, she would be praised as fashionable even if she wore a sack to a Paris fashion show.

For some reason, Zeng Wenjie felt that the roast meat, which was originally delicious, had a bland taste. He always felt that it seemed to be missing some sweet and honey-like flavor?

Mu Qingyang enjoyed the meal very happily. While eating, she told Zeng Wenjie how her mother made roast duck.

But she didn't remember the process very clearly, so she didn't describe it completely.

Zeng Wenjie thought about buying a recipe and studying it to see if he could make it for her to try.

Mu Qingyang also thought about buying a cookbook to study and see if he could recreate his mother's taste and let Zeng Wenjie taste it too!

Two people can always think alike because of each other.

This is love!

Anyway, Zeng Wenjie would definitely not complain about the love-your-mother relationship between him and Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang is a foodie and a big eater, with Zeng Wenjie as his assistant. They ate up all the roast meats on the table, but most of the water used for rinsing in the pot was left over and thrown away.

"I'm so satisfied. Although Fengzhou also has Tiannan dishes to eat, I always feel that the taste is not quite right!" Mu Qingyang patted his bulging belly lightly and sighed.

"Next time we go to Tiannan, I'll take you with me. Freshly made ones are even better." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, "The ones I brought back are a little less crispy."

Mu Qingyang said, "It doesn't matter. It's delicious and I enjoyed it very much! If Boss Zeng could wash the dishes, I would be so happy that I would fly away."

"Then you have to land, right?"

"Just catch me!"

"I'll just step on it."

“…”

Mu Qingyang felt that he had ruined the atmosphere. Although the topic was a bit childish, he shouldn't be so depressing!

"I don't believe the long night is coming, because the torch is right under my feet," Zeng Wenjie shouted.

"You're having a seizure again." Mu Qingyang tilted his head helplessly and watched him having a seizure.

Zeng Wenjie stood up gracefully, turned around and shot a fadeaway jump shot, feeling very handsome.

Mu Qingyang said: "Duang!"

"?"

"It's time to strike!" she said.

Zeng Wenjie's mouth twitched as he grabbed her neck and escorted her into the kitchen to wash dishes.

Mu Qingyang said, "I just put on my PP. Can I wear it for a little longer? I have to take it off to wash the dishes, and I can't bear to do it!"

Zeng Wenjie thought about it and reluctantly agreed, taking on the responsibility of cleaning up the mess.

Mu Qingyang waved her left hand happily. The rose gold watch did not look tacky or nouveau riche, but instead added a bright and cheerful temperament to her.

This watch is worth a lot of money.

Zeng Wenjie accepted such an expensive tie and tie clip from Mu Qingyang, and naturally felt at ease giving her a valuable gift in return.

And who knows how much money is hidden in Xiao Mu’s bank card. She doesn’t really care too much about material things.

When Zeng Wenjie was washing dishes, he felt a heavy conscience pressing on his back. He couldn't help but think that it was true that food and fodder must be sent before troops move. The child would definitely not go hungry in the future.

"You didn't wash the dishes and came to make trouble in the kitchen." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Hmm~" Mu Qingyang just lay on his back and hummed softly with great comfort.

After Zeng Wenjie washed the dishes, he used Mu Qingyang's skirt to wipe the water stains on his hands.

Mu Qingyang looked at her beautiful little skirt being ruined and said unhappily, "I really like this skirt!"

"Oh, sorry!" Zeng Wenjie hurriedly loosened his skirt and rubbed her white silk, so openly.

Mu Qingyang looked at the wet over-the-knee socks on his thighs and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Zeng Wenjie put his arms around her slender waist, then lifted her up with force.

Mu Qingyang consciously wrapped her long legs around her waist, put her arms around his neck, and waited for the next step with a flushed face.

Zeng Wenjie walked out of the kitchen carrying Mu Qingyang, who must have weighed more than 49 kg. Finally, he found the sofa while the room was spinning and fell down, then skillfully acted like a child.

A man is a boy until he dies. A boy is close in age to a child, so he can also be a child until he dies.

"Let's go, let's go to Marennia's new store and pick out a set of accessories for you." Zeng Wenjie pulled Xiao Mu, who was lying limp as mud, up from the sofa.

"Yeah!" Mu Qingyang nodded slightly with a red face, looking away, looking very guilty and shy.

Zeng Wenjie rushed to the door and put on his shoes. Then he waved to the stunned Mu Qingyang and said, "Come here, I'll help you put on your shoes!"

Mu Qingyang smiled and said, "Okay!"

Then, something is wrong?

I was supposed to put on shoes, but why does it feel like I’m getting a foot massage?

These little leather shoes fit perfectly, but he took him ages to put them on?!

Naturally, Xiao Mu was a little suspicious that he did it on purpose.

So, Mu Qingyang looked at his wet knee-high socks, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you like seeing me wearing knee-high socks?"

Zeng Wenjie said seriously, "I think you look good in anything you wear. I like it all!"

Mu Qingyang said happily: "Oh, then I will wear it again next time!"

Zeng Wenjie was very excited when he heard this sentence.

White over-the-knee socks like these are only suitable for young girls. There is no doubt that they are a perfect match for Mu Qingyang.

After getting out of the elevator, Zeng Wenjie took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Mu Qingyang took out a lighter from his pocket, then was startled and said, "It's not a gift from me."

"Oh, this was given to me by Senior Sister Yuan. I brought her with me on this business trip, so I carried this lighter with me." Zeng Wenjie explained directly.

Sometimes, a direct approach can have a better effect, while beating around the bush will only increase suspicion.

Mu Qingyang lit the wick and said, "It's okay, I can light your cigarette anyway!"

Zeng Wenjie came over to light his cigarette and said with a smile, "Next semester, there will be some reckless freshmen entering the school. If anyone comes after you, remember to tell me, and I'll ask you to come downstairs and light my cigarette."

"Yeah, okay!" said Mu Qingyang.

She closed the lighter and put it back into Zeng Wenjie's pocket.

Zeng Wenjie did not use the lighter she gave him when he was on a business trip. Mu Qingyang was not suspicious or angry. She knew what it felt like to have a gift not valued. Moreover, she also knew that Zeng Wenjie usually carried the Indian relief Zippo she gave him.

Pulling Mu Qingyang to Marennia's new store, the store manager Gan Lin happened to be idle. After seeing Zeng Wenjie, he immediately ran up and said, "Mr. Zeng!"

Zeng Xiangdong also often went to the gold shop, and everyone called him "Big Mr. Zeng", so Zeng Wenjie could only be "Little Mr. Zeng", there was nothing he could do about it.

Zeng Wenjie nodded and asked, "Sister Lin, how is business lately?"

Gan Lin said, "It's been going well. The Forbidden City series has been shipping steadily, and we sell a lot of lucky beads every day."

Mu Qingyang trotted all the way to the transparent cabinet, reached out to grab the big gold brick, and tried to pick it up.

"Madam, this thing weighs fifty kilograms. You can't lift it." Gan Lin said with a smile.

The next second, the smile froze. Mu Qingyang picked it up for about one or two seconds, dragged it a little with difficulty, and then let go.

Then, the store manager looked at her boss with sympathy.

Zeng Wenjie was speechless. What kind of super-strong girl is this?!

(End of this chapter)