Seafood is not good...fruit?
Wang Jun desperately wanted to impress Wen Dongrong, so he didn't give Qin Xianming and Li Zhentao a chance to speak. He quickly replied, "How about the fruit business? You don't need to be eloquent to do this. Just don't cheat on weight or sell inferior goods as good ones, and you won't have to worry about bad business."
Selling wontons requires getting up early and working late, and the same is true for the fruit business.
The difference is that selling wontons requires walking around the streets, but selling fruits can be done at a fixed stall, avoiding the hardships of wind and rain. If it is run as a fixed store, with the man buying goods and the woman watching the store, it is definitely a small business suitable for couples to run!
Wen Dongrong hesitated a bit, "Can selling fruit make more money than wontons?"
Wang Jun chuckled, "That depends on who's going to run these two businesses. If it were me, I'd definitely choose wontons. Just like 'Shrimp King', I could hype up my reputation and open a chain of stores. In less than three to five years, I could make a fortune of several million. Fruits are harder to hype, but they can last a long time. It depends on what your relatives choose!"
Honest people can't do big business.
Honest people can only follow the honest path.
Every single one of the people here is not an honest person!
Ask an honest person to run a wonton chain store, and they won't know how to operate it at all. But a shrew like Wen Ying can pull off this trick in her teens... Wang Jun was just having fun, and finally Deng Shangwei had the opportunity to interrupt: "Brother-in-law, we can help you choose a location, and we will definitely not let Mrs. Zhu lose money."
You and I were talking at the same time, both giving Wen Dongrong advice.
Some people asked Zhu Meiqun to continue selling wontons, while others asked her to do other business. Regardless, both suggestions were very practical and consistent with Zhu Meiqun's current situation.
Wen Dongrong listened to everyone's suggestions and had his own ideas. He stood up and picked up his glass:
"I've finally had a sudden realization today. Come, let me toast to everyone!"
Wen Dongrong drank first as a toast, and Wang Jun quickly followed suit: "You're welcome, you're welcome. We're all friends, and thanking you is too polite."
Deng Shangwei felt that his brother-in-law had brought him honor, and he drank the most wine during the meal.
Everyone was drunk and unable to drive, so Deng Shangwei asked an employee to come and help drive. On the way, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Wen Dongrong. There was no need to ask others for help for such a small business, Deng Shangwei could handle it himself!
"Brother-in-law, do you still treat me as an outsider?"
"Brother-in-law, do you look down on me..."
"Brother-in-law...please listen to me..."
Deng Shangwei burped while talking and reeked of alcohol, which Wen Dongrong found very disgusting.
When it comes to drinking capacity, Deng Shangwei is not as good as Wen Dongrong!
He drank so much even though he couldn't drink. No wonder he was targeted and set up a trap before.
Wen Dongrong asked the employee who came to pick him up, "Does your CEO Deng often get this drunk?"
The employee shook his head vigorously.
“It’s my first time seeing this too.”
Now Chen Li basically has the final say in the aquatic products company.
Mr. Deng, Mr. Deng always listens to his wife. The respectable man in the car is said to be Mr. Deng's brother-in-law and the brother-in-law of Mr. Deng's wife. He is a royal relative, so the employees naturally have to be respectful to him.
Wen Dongrong was slightly satisfied. "Drinking too much is a mistake. From now on, when Mr. Deng has social events, you should all take the initiative to pick him up and drop him off. Watch over Mr. Deng and make sure he doesn't suffer any loss. You know what I mean, right?"
Old Wen put on a bit of style, but the smell was too strong. However, in terms of momentum, Deng Shangwei was far inferior to Wen Dongrong, and the employees who drove were like pounding garlic.
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