The woman in front of him looked only two or three years older than him.
"It's me, what a coincidence."
Yan Xia nodded.
"What's going on? Do you two know each other?"
Now it was Deng Qiuzhi's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Yes, I ran into some trouble before, and he helped me out of it."
Yan Xia didn't elaborate, and Meng Yu naturally didn't explain either.
He nodded in agreement.
"Haha, it seems it's all fate. Alright, let me order. Manager Yan, do you have any dietary restrictions? And Brother Meng?"
"No, just order whatever you like."
"I don't have any either, whatever."
The two spoke in unison.
"Okay, I'll go downstairs to check the menu. You two can chat."
Deng Qiuzhi closed the door to the private room, saying he was looking at the menu, but that was just an excuse. The waiter wasn't stupid; even if he didn't go down, the menu would still be brought up.
He needed to make room for the two of them to talk.
After dawdling over the menu, Deng Qiuzhi planned to sit downstairs for a while.
"May I ask your name, young sir?"
Yan Xia spoke first.
"Manager Yan, just call me Meng Yu."
Meng Yu sat upright and proper.
He was completely unlike his usual dissolute self.
"Well, since we're acquaintances, I'll get straight to the point. Opening a branch is fine, but it can't be within a kilometer. Secondly, the purchase price is 4 strings of cash per bag, and the selling price is uniformly half a tael. We'll tentatively offer three types of pastries: flower cakes, peach crisps, and biscuits, with more to be added later. Since you've proactively requested cooperation, you must have already inquired. As long as your branch opens, I guarantee you'll make money. How much you make depends on how much stock you buy. The shop location also needs to be good; it must be in a busy area..."
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