At the end of 05, the downtown area of Dongou exuded the atmosphere of nouveau riche from the inside out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this wonderful period of booming manufacturing and real estate, money is rolling rapidly across the region, and the emerging middle class is not only extremely keen to invest, but also spending. Based on the temptation of Dongou City's strong social capital, as well as the stimulation of the increase in the consumption power of urban residents, various well-known or unknown chain brands at home and abroad have poured into the center of Dongou City for a while. In less than a year or two, the old shops that have survived for twenty or thirty years on the semi-new old streets in the central area have been replaced by foreign shops full of modern fashion. Before people had time to reminisce about the atmosphere of the times left over from the 90s, they crashed headlong into the era of the information industry under the coercion of capital and policies.

The old houses are demolished, the road is expanded, the high-rise buildings are rising, the product iteration, the pace of life is fast, and the situation of striding forward towards the goal of a modern metropolis in the country looks so good, Dongou City is like gluttony devouring all the capital elements that can drive the city's GDP, and the total economic volume has faintly surpassed Yongzhou City, which is supported by the state, but who would have thought that this piece of fire and silver flowers never sleeps, in fact, it has been the end point of Dongou City's economy for ten years. Qin Feng, who was still immersed in the dilapidated house of the 18th Middle School at this time in his previous life, would never have thought that as soon as he entered college, Dongou City would be dragged down by the real estate bubble and the private lending crisis.

To put it simply, there are too many speculative small bosses, and the pen to take over is finally not enough......

At about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jue sat in a "Yonghe soybean milk" shop on Xueyuan Road in the central district, counting the million-level luxury cars passing by on the street outside. Not far away, outside the Affiliated Optometry Hospital of Dongou Medical College, which has just been completed, is crowded with people from all over the country who have come to seek medical treatment, most of them are dressed very shabby, and Dongou City, which is now full of capital vitality and bright appearance, looks so incompatible.

Diagonally opposite Zhou Jue's line of sight, a beggar was naked, kneeling beside a small pit of dirty water, his back bulging high, obviously with some physical disability. In a damp and cold environment of less than 10 degrees, he kept kowtowing to the crowd of people. But most well-dressed men would pass by him in disregard, and even walk faster as they walked in front of him, and then unintentionally splashed a little water on the beggar's body. Only a few student-looking children, and family members of patients who did not look much better than the beggar, would bend down, take out an insignificant steel hammer or a crumpled bill from their pockets, and gently place it in his bowl.

"Alas......" Zhou Jue sighed softly, and said to himself, "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road......"

Luo Jin and Wang Jiajia, who were sitting across the table, couldn't help but raise their heads and glanced at Zhou Jue strangely.

Then he immediately pretended not to hear anything, and didn't bother to ask, bowing his head and continuing to eat noodles.

Zhou Jue noticed the movements of the two people, and sighed in his heart.

In the past few days, Zhou Jue has been extremely busy, first examining the overall operation of Tangfeng Ouwei, and then coming to the conclusion that it is a great miracle that Qin Feng's broken store has been profitable until now. In Zhou Jue's eyes, the LOW level of management of Sugar Wind Ouwei can no longer be described in words. From staffing to day-to-day management, from marketing to product development, from financial supervision to profit distribution, all links up and down, left and right, are full of loopholes.

Especially for the position of store manager, Zhou Jue felt that Wang An's sense of existence was even worse than the plastic beckoning cat on the front shelf, and he didn't know what Qin Feng was using for spending 4,000 yuan a month to hire him. So after Monday, Zhou Jue, who held the title of senior personal assistant, directly set aside Wang An. To put it mildly, the general content is that you can play wherever you want, or you can go to the kitchen to wear skewers or go out to deliver takeaways, so you can count as a laborer.

Wang An was so damaged by Zhou Jue that his face turned blue, and he went on strike in anger that day, because he was in such a hurry that he forgot to take his crutches, and then rushed out of Dongmen Street, only to be pleasantly surprised to find that his leg had been completely healed, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

After returning from the store, Zhou Jue spent two nights rewriting a management method about Tangfeng Ouwei, covering market strategy, product strategy, personnel system, corporate administration, financial management, establishment of political and business relations, and cultural image construction, printed in four-point font, with a thick 96 pages.

And that's just Jane! Change! Edition!

If she really had to study them one by one, she could make hundreds of pages just by studying the various work regulations.

However, with such a large amount of work, Zhou Jue will definitely not do it himself.

Luo Jin and Wang Jiajia must be effectively used - although in Zhou Jue's opinion, these two goods are unqualified in every aspect except for their academic qualifications, but Qin Feng spent 7,000 yuan on the two of them every month, so if they don't get them to the brink of overwork, Zhou Jue will not forgive himself no matter what.

"I won't leave in the afternoon, the two of you will go separately and walk through all the small streets and alleys of this street, and write down all the general flow of people and vehicles, as well as the business situation, as detailed as possible. Tomorrow morning, hand me a report on the street market on College Street. Zhou Jue retracted his gaze and said lightly to Luo Jin and Wang Jiajia.

Luo Jin and Wang Jiajia, like Wang An, have been cleaned up quite well by Zhou Jue in the past two days, and hurriedly agreed.

However, Wang Jiajia felt very strange and asked, "Is it any use for us to do this?" ”

"Whether it's useful or not, let's talk about it first, if you don't even have the patience to understand the humanities and landforms of the entire central area, what else can you talk about doing business all over the district?" Zhou Jue said, "You two, don't think it's condescending to let you do this kind of thing. Our company can work now, even if Mr. Qin's uncle is included, there are only four people in total. Otherwise, do you still expect the waiters and chefs in the restaurant to report to the company? ”

Luo Jin and Wang Jiajia had nothing to say.

Zhou Jue said softly again: "Don't worry, doing big projects is like this, the more early it is, the more fragmented things are, some things can't be done with money, and when it's time to contribute, there's no way to be lazy." It's like we're laying a foundation now, and when the foundation is laid, it's a matter of minutes to build a house. This time next year, I promise you both to come home for the New Year with a bright face. ”

Luo Jin sighed in his heart that there was another master of painting big cakes.

Wang Jiajia was a little shaken, whether to find Qin Feng's relationship with her, so that she could go to Weibo online class.

Think about it, it is also an industry under Qin Feng's name, and Weibo is now famous in all directions, but the catering sector is still so hard that the company's executives need to go deep into the front line to conduct research, which is very unreasonable, okay!

"Quiet Summer~"

Wang Jiajia was struggling, and Zhou Jue's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Zhou Jue picked it up unhurriedly, and after listening to Qin Feng on the other end, he hummed very calmly and replied, "I'm going too." ”

The other head looked helpless and sighed, "Okay......"

Zhou Jue smiled, hung up the phone, turned his head and instructed Luo Jin: "Don't work in the afternoon, help me book 3 tickets to Hangzhou." ”

Luo Jin nodded without resistance.

Wang Jiajia hurriedly asked, "Am I alone that afternoon?" ”

Zhou Jue asked rhetorically: "Isn't it okay to be alone?" ”

Wang Jiajia said: "The line is the line ......"

"That's fine." Zhou Jue interrupted very dryly, "I'm going to go to Hangzhou with Mr. Qin on the weekend, you two, by the way, take advantage of these two days to walk through the Jiangbin streets, and when I come back on Monday, hand over two street research reports to me, no problem, right?" ”

Wang Jiajia and Luo Jin looked at each other.

Zhou Jue followed up with another sentence: "When Mr. Qin comes back, our project will start construction." There is also a hotel project in Luoshan Town, which is estimated to be about to start. Time waits for no one, and the next day will be very busy, so both of you need to be mentally prepared. ”