Zhou Chen sat at a table with Sun Liancheng, Sun Wanying, and others.
The workers sat not far away, whispering about why Zhou Chen had gained Sun Liancheng's attention.
Some speculate that Zhou Chen's parents knew Sun Liancheng.
Some people believe that Zhou Chen may have helped Sun Liancheng, but only a minority agree with this view. In the eyes of the vast majority of people, although Zhou Chen is excellent, he is not capable of helping Sun Liancheng.
The most widely accepted explanation is the third one: Sun Liancheng might want Zhou Chen to be his son-in-law because Sun Liancheng's daughter is about the same age as Zhou Chen.
Moreover, Zhou Chen and Sun Wanying know each other and seem to have a good relationship.
If Zhou Chen knew that his coworkers' guesses were so outrageous, he would be both amused and exasperated. This was just like matchmaking for someone else.
After lunch, on the way back to Sun Liancheng's office,
Sun Liancheng asked how many franchisees there were now. Whether it was the stinky tofu shop or the first batch of franchisees, they had just started their businesses and it was impossible to recruit franchisees immediately.
"Mr. Sun, it's still zero."
Zhou Chen wasn't embarrassed at all and readily admitted it.
Sun Liancheng wasn't surprised and laughed, "Then you'd better hurry up. You need at least thirty franchisees every month to beat me. You don't have much time left in the first month."
“Good things come to those who wait. Even if it’s the last month, as long as we recruit 240 franchisees, we can still win,” Zhou Chen said with a smile.
Sun Liancheng glanced sideways.
You little rascal, you've got quite the nerve.
Recruiting over two hundred franchisees a month—only foreign brands like KFC can probably do that nationwide.
Sun Liancheng didn't try to undermine Zhou Chen, since there was still a long time before the bet ended.
He's not in a hurry.
After the father and daughter returned to the office,
While massaging Sun Liancheng's shoulders, Sun Wanying brought up the fact that she had noticed the management books in Zhou Chen's bag.
Zhou Chen seems to be studying management-related knowledge.
"He now runs his own company and is doing business. It's perfectly normal for him to want to supplement his knowledge in this area. It shows that he wants to do well in this stinky tofu business. But mastering management is not an easy task. You, girl, still spent two years to get your management degree."
"No matter how hard he studies, he can never be as good as my daughter."
When talking about Sun Wanying's education, Sun Liancheng, as her father, showed a hint of pride.
Because Sun Wanying has two degrees. While others study one major during their university years, Sun Wanying studied two majors, one of which is management. She obtained her diplomas for both majors with excellent grades before graduating from university.
"You can give him some pointers if you have the chance in the future."
Thinking of Zhou Chen's excellence, but how he was worlds apart from his daughter in management, Sun Liancheng couldn't help but feel proud. At least he had something that could crush that kid.
Of course, his precious daughter is the most outstanding among them all.
But as soon as he said that, Sun Liancheng regretted it. Wasn't he just creating an opportunity for his daughter to get in touch with Zhou Chen?
Fortunately, Sun Liancheng remembered that Sun Wanying had said she had no such thoughts, and that Zhou Chen mostly stayed at school and didn't come to the construction site every day, so the two of them had few opportunities to interact. He then felt relieved.
Little did he know that what he said was unintentional, but what he heard was taken seriously.
On the other end,
Zhou Chen returned to the canteen and paid Liu Juan and Wang Lan their wages.
Seeing that Wang Lan seemed hesitant to speak, Zhou Chen was a little puzzled, wondering what Wang Lan wanted to say, and told her to say whatever she wanted.
"Boss Zhou, then I'll ask you this: I want to know if President Sun wants you to be his son-in-law?"
Wang Lan asked with a smile, her face full of gossip.
Even Li Juan perked up her ears and joined in the gossip, leaving Zhou Chen speechless. Where did this news come from? It was utterly absurd. Even if Sun Liancheng admired him, it wouldn't be to the point of marrying his daughter to him, would it?
“Sister Wang, you can just tell me this, but don’t go around saying it. If Boss Sun hears it, I won’t be able to run this cafeteria business anymore, and you’ll lose your job too.”
Zhou Chen straightened his expression. He had to stop this rumor and prevent it from reaching Sun Liancheng's ears.
Upon hearing that she might lose her job, Wang Lan shuddered and quickly said that she would not talk about it again, and that she would immediately stop anyone who did so to prevent it from spreading.
Working in the construction site canteen was the easiest and highest-paying job she had ever done. Her neighbors were incredibly envious, saying she was incredibly lucky.
Without this good job, I won't be able to find another one even with a lantern.
That evening,
Zhou Chen received a text message from Sun Wanying, saying that she saw him taking management books and that she could lend him some notes and books if needed.
Learning that Sun Wanying had studied management and was willing to lend him her materials was naturally a wonderful thing.
Sun Wanying is a graduate of a top university, and her firsthand learning materials are far more valuable than any books you can easily buy on the market.
That's a huge favor!
After editing a long list of thank-you notes, Zhou Chen sincerely expressed his gratitude.
Once he got his hands on the materials, he decided to learn from them. After all, being reborn only brought him memories and experiences from his previous life; he had no knowledge of these things in his previous existence.
Some things need to be learned from scratch.
In the future, as the company expands and you take control of multiple companies, you will eventually need to have certain management capabilities.
Of course, the easiest way is to hire a professional manager to manage it for him.
But as the old saying goes, nothing beats having it yourself.
Only when you control it yourself will you not have to worry about it being stolen.
...
Looking at the thick stack of money in front of him,
Zhou Ling's breathing quickened; this must cost tens of thousands.
Zhao Kun patted the cash and said smugly, "This 30,000 yuan was given to me by Brother Hu to help with household expenses. From now on, this money is yours to manage, wife."
"Brother Kun, are you really willing to let me manage so much money?"
Zhou Ling's eyes reddened with emotion, feeling that everything she had sacrificed for love was worth it at this moment.
"Of course, you're carrying my child, Zhao Kun's child. You're the mistress of the Zhao family, and the mother of my son. If you don't manage this money, who will?"
Zhao Kun said this in a very generous manner, and Zhou Ling was so moved by his words that she threw herself into his arms.
"Why are you crying?"
"Brother Kun, I'm so happy. The fact that you're willing to entrust so much money to me proves that I didn't misjudge you."
Zhao Kun coughed and moved the bank card he had in his pocket, not wanting Zhou Ling to notice. After all, there was 70,000 yuan in the card, his secret stash of money.
Giving Zhou Ling 30,000 yuan is enough to fool her.
Seeing Zhou Ling's moved expression, he suddenly felt that 30,000 seemed a bit too much. 20,000 would be enough, and he figured that would also move Zhou Ling to tears.
This silly woman is so easy to fool.
"Come on, I'll show you something good."
Clearing his throat, Zhao Kun said with a mysterious expression.
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