Chapter 12: Is he a benefactor? His incredible reaction speed...
Fu Yun waved her hand dismissively, "It's okay, I'll find other ways to train."
Now that he's no longer restricted by the Su family, he can do whatever he wants.
Being skinny doesn't matter. Just start exercising tomorrow morning, and you'll eventually get those eight-pack abs back.
It doesn't matter if you're penniless; as long as you work hard, you'll eventually earn enough to buy a house.
How far is your place from the bustling city center?
Su Mang replied, "My home is near the mountains, and it takes about an hour to get back to the city."
"So far?" Fu Yun was somewhat surprised and found it unbelievable. "Then how did you bring me here?"
"I carried it over!" Su Mang said matter-of-factly.
Fu Yun: "..." Carrying a grown man for two hours? He couldn't imagine the scene; it was too bizarre.
Even in a country where women are superior to men, is her physical strength for real? Even if he were back to his former height of 1.86 meters, he couldn't possibly carry a woman for two hours.
Fu Jun simply couldn't understand: "How did you manage to carry a grown person for so long?"
"Pfft..." Su Mang was amused and found the young man at this moment extremely interesting.
“A load is just a drop in the ocean for us, and besides, you don’t even weigh a load!”
Fu Jun fell completely silent, lost in thought: This body doesn't even weigh 100 pounds?
The original owner was sickly from childhood, so of course he couldn't gain weight.
Fu Yun felt exhausted: Even if they weigh less than 100 pounds, the women here still have incredible stamina!
[Haha, this must be the first time our CEO Fu has been princess-carried by a woman, right?]
"Shut up!" Fu Yun was forced to question her existence.
The thought of being carried by a woman made him feel that this country was really unfriendly to men.
No, it's extremely cruel.
Seeing that Fu Yun seemed a bit off, Su Mang knew he was concerned about his frail health, so she tried to distract him: "Young master, what do you think about what happened last night?"
Fu Yun paused for a moment, then replied truthfully, "I have no clue at the moment."
Su Mang walked to the wooden chair and sat down, tentatively asking, "Do you think it will be the head of the family?"
“No,” Fu Yun said firmly. “She still wants to rely on me to curry favor with General Qian, so she would never kill me.”
“But didn’t you commit the crime of deception? She might have done this to prevent future trouble.”
Fu Yun shook her head, disagreeing with Su Mang's guess: "Given her domineering and willful personality, she wouldn't kill me secretly. Instead, she would make me suffer first, vent her anger, and then end my life."
Su Mang nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. The patriarch always fights or kills whenever he wants, depending entirely on his mood."
After thinking for a moment, Fu Yun suggested, "How about this? Let's rest for a day, and tomorrow we'll go to the streets to inquire about the latest developments at the Su residence, and then we can make other plans."
Su Mang did not raise any objections.
She stood up: "Young master, please continue to rest! I'll go to the kitchen to cook some porridge."
Fu Yun nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
Having grown accustomed to all sorts of high-end cuisine, he naturally wasn't used to drinking porridge. But given his current situation, having porridge at all was already a blessing, so he had no right to be picky.
After a day of rest and recuperation, the two entered the city early the next morning after a little dressing up.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, the two covered their faces with veils after entering the city.
Fu Yun planned to divide the work: Su Mang would be responsible for inquiring about the latest situation at the Su residence, while he would wander around and familiarize himself with the business operation model of Ya'an Street in Lingzhou City.
Ya'an Street is the main street of Lingzhou City, and its prosperity goes without saying. The streets are lined with taverns, inns, shops and pawnshops, and the roadside stalls offer all kinds of goods, including food, trinkets and accessories.
The street was bustling with pedestrians, creating a modern pedestrian street atmosphere.
Fu Yun considered that since there was no start-up capital, the only option was to start with small vendors.
He strolled from one end of the street to the other, and then back again, carefully observing the flow of people at each stall.
After repeatedly checking, he noticed that there was a large flow of people looking at the trinkets, but very few people actually bought them. They would just pick them up and play with them for a while before leaving.
To retain customers, marketing strategies are needed, but these types of strategies usually have a slow return and are not suitable for the early stages of a business.
At the jewelry or accessories stalls, most of the vendors are dressed elegantly and accompanied by handsome men, who then choose what they want.
This is something that can be considered in the second stage of starting a business, since the transaction amount is considerable, and one purchase can be equivalent to several purchases at other stalls.
The stalls selling cosmetics and face powder also had a good flow of customers, but the buyers were very targeted, only buying from a few fixed stalls.
This approach requires pairing with clothing and cosmetics to link with marketing. It's not very suitable for the early stages of a startup; it's better to consider it in the mid-stage.
The final stage focuses on two main categories: housing and transportation, which are also his areas of expertise.
But he needs to have sufficient funds in the early stages, otherwise all his thinking will be in vain.
After some observation, among the four main categories of clothing, food, housing, and transportation, snacks currently have the highest foot traffic and are the best-selling.
People can't live without food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and the catering industry is the best choice for quick capital recovery. It can be the primary consideration for the first stage of starting a business, so let's tentatively start with it.
The only problem is that I'm not very good at the catering industry, so there are still quite a few risks.
Is Mr. Fu planning to open a night market stall?
Fu Yun: "A food stall won't work. I don't have the money right now to hire a chef or any other staff. Besides, there's probably a curfew these days, so it's not the best option either."
What about KFC and McDonald's?
Fu Yun almost laughed: "I don't eat this stuff, how would I know the production process? Besides, finding a suitable supply channel is a big problem."
[Mr. Fu, I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but our Shiyun Group has another functional skill: we can provide project proposals and plans covering all industries, including detailed production and implementation processes. Whatever industry you can think of, I can provide the knowledge and strategies.]
Fu Jun was shocked: "Baidu Baike?"
It's more comprehensive, more efficient, and more practical than any other product.
Fu Jun immediately perked up: "In other words, you are a vast repository of knowledge. Whenever I need it, you have the relevant information."
Yes, but I only have the knowledge guide; I can't provide the goods.
Fu Jun was overjoyed: "The knowledge covering all walks of life is already incredible."
For an entrepreneur, this is absolutely the most exciting news.
However, the most important thing right now is to come up with a food that is suitable for men, women, young and old, that everyone can consume, and that won't get tired of after a while; otherwise, it will have no advantage or competitiveness.
Moreover, the product type must involve small investment, quick return of funds, and flexible turnover of funds during the period.
However, he was a bit stumped when it came to snacks. Most of the foods he had encountered before were carefully selected premium seafood, steak, pasta, and the like, and he had hardly ever tried the foods he usually ate.
So, what kind of food would be suitable for him to choose?
"Get out of the way!"
Just as Fu Jun was deep in thought, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.
Fu Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked up, only to see a woman in purple riding a black horse, rushing towards him at top speed...
Fu Yun was slightly startled and was about to step back to avoid the collision when the pedestrian behind him seemed to be frightened as well. He suddenly rammed forward, pushing him directly into the middle of the road.
"Whoa!" The woman on horseback suddenly pulled on the reins, and the black horse raised its two front hooves high, about to kick Fu Yun's head...
"Oh my god! Someone's been hit!"
Pedestrians gasped in surprise and turned to look at the man blocking the black horse, watching in horror as he was about to be kicked away by the horse's hooves.
As the horse's hoof was about to kick hard, Fu Yun's heart pounded wildly. Almost instinctively, she crouched down, covered her head with her hands, and rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding the horse's hoof, and rolled out from under the horse's belly.
"Wow..." The pedestrians on both sides suddenly opened their mouths wide, showing disbelief.
"Neigh! Neigh!" The horse's neighing startled the passersby.
"Impressive skills! You're still unharmed!" someone exclaimed in praise.
"Not bad! This girl is really skilled." Another person chimed in with envy.
Fu Yun: "..." What kind of look is that? He's clearly a grown man, so how did he become a girl?
Have you forgotten?
"Forgot what?" Fu Jun asked, puzzled.
[You're wearing a mask now!]
Fu Jun retorted, "What's wrong with covering my face? I'm not wearing women's clothes, so how do I become a woman?"
【But you're so small! And only women can practice martial arts here. With your incredible reflexes, of course they'll mistake you for a woman.】
Fu Yun: "..." How dare you bring that up? Whose fault is it that you're so thin?
Xiao Ba quickly shut up and shrank back into the corner.
"Ha!" Fu Yun sneered inwardly.
"Are you alright?" A passerby suddenly squatted down and asked gently.
As she spoke, she reached out her hand, as if to help him up.
Fu Jun was slightly taken aback, then composed himself, slowly exhaled, and recalled the dangerous situation just now, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
He looked up and saw a handsome young man who looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.
"I'm fine!" He didn't refuse the other man's kindness, reached out and grasped the young man's hand, using his strength to get up from the ground, then let go of the other man's hand and patted the dust off his body.
"Thank you!" Fu Yun said after she was fully dressed.
Before he could finish those two words, the young man suddenly grabbed his arm, his hand trembling slightly: "Is it you? My benefactor."
"?" Fu Jun looked at him in confusion: "What benefactor?"
However, before he could get a reply, the woman's sharp voice rang out above him: "Are you blind? Can't you see where you're going?"
Fu Yun frowned and looked up to see a young woman with striking features, a black mole on her nose, and dressed in a purple silk dress looking down at him, her brows showing obvious displeasure.
Fu Yun was about to respond, but before he could speak, the young man beside him lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, my friend didn't mean it. Please don't be angry, young lady."
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