After sitting on the bed for a while, once I felt more awake, I called Lao Mi to ask if his fever had subsided. Lao Mi said it had gone down last night and told me not to worry.
I offered to bring him breakfast, but he refused, saying that he had already eaten with my mother at the hotel.
I know they don't want me to worry or cause me any trouble.
I didn't say anything more on the phone, and then called Xiao Song from the car rental company, asking him to send a car to take Lao Mi and my mother around Erhai Lake. Especially my mother, who has hardly ever traveled in her life, I naturally wanted her to see the most beautiful scenery in a place like Dali. Unfortunately, I was too busy, otherwise I would never have asked Xiao Song to do this for me.
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After waking up, I was fully awake, but my body still felt heavy, and my head was throbbing. I knew this was a hangover, but when I tried to recall it, I couldn't remember how much I drank last night. I just drank whatever was offered, and everyone thought I had a high alcohol tolerance, so no one tried to stop me. In the end, I just kept drinking bottle after bottle until I completely lost consciousness. I don't even remember if I vomited or not. But after drinking so much, I was sure I would have vomited.
I knocked on Chen Jin's door, wanting to ask who brought me home last night, but this guy never came back. He must have stayed at some woman's place again.
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After taking a shower and changing into more formal clothes, I went to my studio and then, forcing myself to stay awake, met with two business owners who wanted to invest in shops in Jiulongju.
After a series of promotions and packaging, Jiulongju's reputation has been established, and with some merchants starting to make a profit, our studio has gradually transformed from the weaker party to the stronger one... The process of negotiating the cooperation was not too bumpy. Both merchants agreed to the conditions I proposed, and I also made significant concessions on the rent. After all, it is a cooperation, and being too forceful would violate the spirit of cooperation, which is not in line with my business principles.
In just one morning, the studio rented out two more shops, receiving a total of 80,000 yuan in rent. So when Sanbao said that our studio's daily income is in the tens of thousands, he wasn't exaggerating... Apart from investing in some necessary environmental renovations and advertising expenses, the remaining money is our profit, which is basically 60-70%, which is actually quite terrifying.
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Before I knew it, it was noon. Just as I was about to go out for something to eat, Cao Xiaobei came to my studio. He wasn't the type to chat with me casually, so the moment he walked in, I already knew what he was there for.
Sure enough, he took out a property certificate from his bag, placed it on the table, and said to me, "I've thought about what you told me the other day. I urgently need money to invest. If you help me sell a shop, I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a commission."
I smiled and replied, "I didn't realize you were so perceptive. It's like you're asking someone for a favor."
"Stop talking nonsense. I've already got the property certificate. Can you help me sell it?"
“It can definitely be sold, but selling a shop is not like selling vegetables at a market; it will definitely take a long time…”
Just as Cao Xiaobei and I were talking, Chen Jin, who had been missing all night, finally arrived at the studio. Like me, he was extremely listless, and I suppose he drank just as much as I did last night.
He tossed his backpack and keys onto the office desk, then, while filling a teacup with water, said to me and Cao Xiaobei, "Did the sun rise in the west today? You two aren't the type to bump into each other and chat. Can you satisfy my curiosity and tell me what brought you two together?"
I took out a cigarette, lit it, and replied, "He urgently needs money and asked me to help him sell a shop."
As I spoke, I gave Chen Jin a wink. Our long-term collaboration had given us a great understanding, and he immediately understood my intention. He put down his teacup and said in a serious tone, "Oh, distant water can't quench immediate thirst. This shop definitely won't be sold anytime soon."
I nodded in agreement.
Cao Xiaobei said to me with a cold face, "Are you kidding me? You're the one who made me sell the shop..."
I replied innocently, "When I suggested you sell, I didn't know how anxious you were. If you could wait, I definitely have a way to help you sell it... Otherwise, you could go to a real estate agent; maybe they can speed things up..."
Chen Jin picked up the conversation and said, "You're wrong. Going through an agent is even less reliable. Shops are not like houses. The market isn't actually that good... Especially in Dali, people who have the ability to invest will definitely choose houses first, since they are more stable than shops, and the investment returns are no lower than those of ordinary shops... I have a friend who works as an agent. He said that his company hasn't closed any shop deals for several months, but he's closing house deals every day."
I nodded: "That's going to be difficult!"
Cao Xiaobei seemed to be in a hurry for money, and he added, "As long as I can sell it quickly, I can sell it below the market price."
Chen Jin and I were waiting for this sentence. After exchanging a glance, Chen Jin spoke up: "Michael, our studio has some spare cash in the accounts. How about we buy a shop... Anyway, we're in the Jiulongju business. If we buy this shop, we can rent it out long-term. Although we won't make a lot of money, it's more reassuring to have it managed by an agency. After all, it's our own shop."
I frowned and replied, "I disagree. If we do this, we won't have any spare cash in the accounts. If something unexpected happens, our studio will be in a very passive position!"
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