The next morning, Zhao Zijian made an appointment with Xie Yuqing to accompany her to wander around, but the situation at home is that it is rare for parents not to go to work, and they will definitely brush their mobile phones until late on Friday and Saturday nights, and Saturday morning is better, Zhao Zijian is going to school, Wang Huixin will get up and cook for her even if she is sleepy, but on Sunday morning, Zhao Zijian is generally left to fend for himself.

So Zhao Zijian got up by himself to boil millet wolfberry porridge, went out to buy steamed buns and came back, finished eating by himself, and carefully left a note for his parents before going out.

He still rides today.

It is said that wandering around the city, taking the bus is actually far more convenient than riding a bicycle, not to mention that you may have to go to Xie's house at noon, that section of the road is not close, the bus is less than twenty minutes away, and the bicycle seems very far, but these are nothing for Zhao Zijian.

He now rides a bike, purely for exercise.

When I went downstairs, I called Xie Yuqing, knowing that she was on the bus and rushing to the city, and everyone made an appointment to meet at a place, so Zhao Zijian rushed over with the car unhurriedly.

When they met, Xie Yuqing took him to look over one place at a time.

She had carefully seen them beforehand, the food city, the snack street, the night market, and so on, anyway, there were all kinds of food stalls.

Xie Yuqing even took notes seriously, telling Zhao Zijian which street had a greater flow of people, which street would suddenly increase the flow of people only at night, and there were also some food cities that only did business during the day when people came from other places to wholesale things.

She had even asked for the rent of several stalls.

Zhao Zijian pushed the bicycle, accompanied her all the way to see the way, and was responsible for providing his own views and opinions along the way.

Later, Xie Yuqing took Zhao Zijian to a food city near a place where he once worked, which was the kind that occupied a large floor in an office building.

The food in this kind of place is a lot more expensive, but it is still a common price, and whether it is the cooking environment or the dining environment, it is obviously much cleaner and more exquisite than the food stalls outside.

Unlike those food streets outside, which are used for mobility, the food city inside the building like this is actually for the business of white-collar workers who work nearby. So theoretically speaking, the business in this building is mainly concentrated in the noon meal, and even the dinner business is much worse.

But Xie Yuqing said that she had counted that the daily sales of one of the stalls in this booth were not low, and the profit of a single product was higher. It's just that the rent is too expensive.

When she talked about this, she was both a little helpless and a little excited.

Zhao Zijian asked her jokingly: "It seems that your goal is to rent a stall here in the future?"

Xie Yuqing smiled and glanced at him. Then he said, "I grew up watching my dad stir-fry vegetables, and then our family made this kind of night market stall, and I went to help every day." I don't have a score in mind when it comes to making anything else, but I think I can definitely do it if I cook and sell food! If the taste is good, the quantity is sufficient, and the price is affordable, it will definitely sell well!"

Zhao Zijian nodded: This theory is absolutely correct.

In fact, the business of selling rice is the best thing to do, but also the most difficult to do.

Everyone understands the truth, and theoretically a housewife who can stir-fry and cook can do it, but there are always people who lose money and lose money to the point that they can't do it and close their doors, and at the same time, there are always people who are thriving and buy a house in a year or two.

Selling snacks at the entrance of the university, as long as the things are good, 20,000 or 30,000 a month is not uncommon.

Hundreds of thousands of rented stores, all kinds of fine decorations, all kinds of high-paid masters, and those who lose money after three months of work also abound.

It's all about who does it and how it is done.

Regarding Xie Yuqing's intention to be a night market stall, in essence, Zhao Zijian did not object. Even he agreed with Xie Yuqing's idea of being willing to be self-reliant.

But...... He also felt that letting such a big beauty as Xie Yuqing smoke every day, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, stir-frying, wiping the table and washing the dishes to collect the accounts, he really couldn't bear it.

Coming out of a food city, Zhao Zijian saw that there was a bank across the street, so he pulled Xie Yuqing to accompany him to apply for a new bank card - his other bank card was given to him by his mother Wang Huixin, and Wang Huixin has always been responsible for collecting it.

After the card was completed, the time was already more than ten o'clock, Xie Yuqing had to take Zhao Zijian to the next place, but Zhao Zijian pulled her into a café, ordered a cup of coffee by herself, and asked for two small desserts.

He lazily tilted the sofa seat and said, "That's all for today, rest, rest!"

Xie Yuqing laughed at him, "I've only run a few steps, look at you're tired!"

But since Zhao Zijian ordered coffee, she also sat down and drank a cup of coffee with him with peace of mind.

The little dessert tasted good, she ate a piece, she showed a happy smile, picked up a piece and handed it to Zhao Zijian, saying, "You taste it, it's good!"

Zhao Zijian actually ate it directly with her hand, which made Xie Yuqing can't help but give him a blank look.

In fact, seeing her look happy when she drinks a cup of coffee and eats a dessert, Zhao Zijian can't help but be a little distracted - a girl like her, in fact, as long as she is willing, she doesn't need to do anything, and she can live a much happier life than this.

But looking at the way she looks, she seems to enjoy life like she is now.

After drinking coffee, most of the small desserts went into Xie Yuqing's mouth, she looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock, and said, "My mother told me to take you to the house for lunch today." How about it, Doctor Divine Doctor, will you get a face?"

Zhao Zijian smiled, took out the card he had just done from his clothes pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it over.

"I've always felt that I need to get some small business or something, at least I have to earn my college tuition and living expenses, and I don't want to go to college, and I have to ask my parents for money for everything. But you know, I'm a student, especially now, I'm still a senior in high school, where can I have time to toss around?"

He looked at Xie Yuqing and said, "So, can we partner together?" I am responsible for the start-up capital, you are responsible for working for me, and you have to be responsible for doing everything, and I will be responsible for checking the accounts." ”

Xie Yuqing thought he was joking, reached out and picked up a small piece of dessert, and said with a smile: "Then what has become of me?

Zhao Zijian said: "You are also a shareholder! We capitalists have always been very conscientious!"

Xie Yuqing smiled, put the dessert in her mouth, and said, "It's strange! You capitalists have the most conscience! You capitalists have the most conscience! You have to pay less wages and work more, and it is better to do the work of three people by yourself, and if you find you beautiful, you will be sexually harassed." ”

After eating, clapping her hands, she looked at the card, picked it up with a smile, and asked, "How much are you going to spend to support me?"

At that moment, Zhao Zijian's heart twitched.

He didn't know what kind of mood and expression Xie Yuqing should have had when she said this to the man who was finally killed by her in the past of another time and space.

At least now, she looked grinning, as if she was simply playing a joke on herself.

But Zhao Zijian had a straight face and said: "It's a partnership to do business!"

Xie Yuqing glanced at him, nodded, and said with a smile: "Well, I know, we are doing business together! How much money is in this? This can't be the card you just get, right?"

Zhao Zijian looked calm and said, "Two million." ”

Xie Yuqing was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and turned her head to look at him.

Zhao Zijian nodded very seriously.

She glanced down at the card, and then looked up at Zhao Zijian.

At this moment, Rao is Zhao Zijian is no longer a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but he still can't help but feel a little nervous. So he said: "I don't have much experience in business, and I don't know what to do, but just now I accompanied you all the way, I think you have quite an idea of making a restaurant, so I will invest in you!"

Xie Yuqing stared at him for a moment, then lowered his head and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it. ”

"Don't regret it. ”

"No regrets. ”

"I'm a loser!"

"My family, you can't be defeated. ”

Xie Yuqing was stunned for a while, then suddenly took her crossbody bag, opened the zipper, threw the card in, closed the zipper, then stood up and said, "Let's go, go to my house for dinner!"

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