Zhou Yang had anticipated this, and his tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable confidence.
"Black? Miss Wang, you're wrong about that. You get what you pay for."
He began his analysis with clarity and logic: "First, you should know better than I how popular my braised meat is. There have been plenty of news reports about it these past few days, right? It's a proven bestseller!"
"Secondly, it's exclusive! Apart from me, you're the only one in the whole world who can sell it. What does that mean? It's a monopoly! This taste is impossible for anyone else to imitate!"
"Third, and most importantly, you're not just buying a recipe, you're buying the 'top influencer' status that I, Zhou Yang, currently enjoy! As long as you put up a sign saying 'Zhou Yang's Braised Meat,' do you still need to worry about customers?"
"Five hundred million to buy a goose that lays golden eggs, plus a full set of traffic generation and promotion, do you think it's expensive?"
Zhou Yang's words were logically clear and hit the nail on the head.
Wang Miao fell silent on the other end of the phone.
She subconsciously started biting her fingernails, a little habit she had when she was thinking.
Every word Zhou Yang said struck a chord with her.
She spent ten million on the instant noodle recipe before, which she thought was outrageously expensive at the time.
But in just half a month, the instant noodle business has already recouped nearly three million yuan!
At this rate, breaking even is just around the corner, and there's even the potential to make a fortune.
Braised meat, on the other hand, has a wider market audience, higher unit price, and greater profit margin.
She had personally witnessed the long queues at Zhou Yang's braised meat stall, and the taste was absolutely amazing.
If we can really secure exclusive rights, and take advantage of Zhou Yang's momentum...
Five hundred million sounds daunting, but the payback period is probably even faster than instant noodles!
However, 500 million is not a small amount, and she couldn't come up with it herself.
I still need to go back and persuade those stubborn old shareholders at the hotel...
At this moment, Wang Miao was engaged in a fierce internal struggle, feeling extremely conflicted.
This deal was extremely risky, but the potential profits were so tempting that she couldn't easily refuse!
Should we take this gamble?
As Zhou Yang listened to Wang Miao's silence on the other end of the phone, a knowing smile appeared on his lips.
The woman was tempted, but then she was intimidated by the enormous number.
He had no interest in engaging in an online tug-of-war with her, and decisively ended the game.
"Alright, Miss Wang, there's no rush! Five hundred million is no small sum. You should discuss it with your father and the board of directors, and contact me when you've thought it through."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.
He leaned against the railing, the night breeze ruffling his hair, his gaze fixed intently on the distant, fading city lights.
If Wang Miao doesn't want the 500 million, then he won't bother selling it anymore.
Or if she wants to buy more, she'll have to pay extra.
Meanwhile, the bathroom was filled with steam.
Xu Yao bit her lower lip tightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.
She braced her hands on the cold edge of the bathtub, her two long, shapely legs laboriously and slowly moving out of the water.
"hiss……"
With every movement, the dull pain emanating from her lower back and sacrum made her gasp involuntarily.
With great difficulty, she managed to move herself to the edge of the bathtub and sit up, her chest heaving violently as she caught her breath.
The glistening water droplets lingered on her porcelain-white skin, outlining the girl's exquisite curves, but also bringing a cool touch.
She raised her slightly trembling hand, picked up a bath towel to dry her body, and then took the neatly folded pink underwear and clean long skirt next to her, and began to put them on.
Clutching the soft underwear, Xu Yao blushed. Zhou Yang had brought it to her, so he must have seen and touched it...
Zhou Yang was the first man she had ever been so close to, and coupled with the feelings she had for him, Xu Yao's blush wouldn't go down.
Finally dressed, Xu Yao leaned against the wall and tried to stand up, wanting to walk back to her room.
"Ugh!"
However, as soon as he took a step, a piercing pain suddenly struck from his buttocks and groin.
She felt all her strength drain away instantly, lost her balance, and almost fell again!
It's over, I still can't leave...
Xu Yao's face was pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
She leaned against the cold wall and bit her rosy, full lips.
Does this mean... I'll have to keep bothering him?
Just thinking about asking for help made Xu Yao's cheeks burn uncontrollably.
But given the current situation, it seems there is no other choice.
She took a deep breath and called out towards the bathroom door with all her might, but her voice still sounded broken and shy.
"Zhou...Zhou Yang? Could you...could you come in and help me?"
A response came almost immediately from outside the door, tinged with a mocking smile.
"What's wrong? Still can't walk? Do you need this chef to provide a 'princess carry' service?"
With a creak, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Zhou Yang leaned against the door frame, a slightly roguish smile on his face that made Xu Yao's heart race.
"My legs still hurt..."
Xu Yao lowered her head, looking somewhat dejected, and rubbed her legs.
"Hehe, it's nothing, helping you is a piece of cake."
Zhou Yang walked in with a smile.
Xu Yao quickly felt a warm and powerful support coming from her waist and the back of her legs.
The next second, she was lifted into the air and held steadily in Zhou Yang's arms.
A classic princess carry!
"ah!"
Xu Yao gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around Zhou Yang's neck, afraid that she would fall.
The tip of my nose was instantly filled with the faint smell of sweat from Zhou Yang, along with his unique scent, strong yet not unpleasant.
Even through the thin fabric of his clothes, Xu Yao could clearly feel the solidity of his chest and the steady, powerful heartbeat.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Xu Yao felt her heart pounding so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat, and her cheeks were burning hot enough to fry an egg.
She didn't dare look into Zhou Yang's eyes at all, and could only bury her head deeply in his chest, her long eyelashes trembling like the wings of a startled butterfly.
Damn it, how could Boss Zhou make such a natural princess carry move!
Zhou Yang felt the softness and lightness of the girl in his arms, as well as the tense arms that almost strangled his neck, and his smile deepened.
He carried Xu Yao and walked steadily out of the bathroom, through the living room, and into her bedroom.
He gently placed her on the soft bed and pulled the blanket up a little for her.
"Alright, lie down. Don't move around too much if your back is injured."
His voice returned to its usual casual tone, "If anything happens at night, or if you're not feeling well, just call me on your phone. I'm right next door."
"good."
"OK, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, Zhou Yang didn't linger and turned to leave.
Xu Yao watched his retreating figure, feeling inexplicably disappointed.
The air conditioner was a bit cold, so she snuggled under the covers, grabbed her phone, and turned it on.
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