"That's right," Wu Zairong clapped his hands, not only Wang Wenxi had something to do with him, but he also had something to say to Wang Wenxi in person. handed over the information sent by the middle-aged man that day, "There is still something for you to deal with." ”

Wang Wenxi is no longer his assistant, although he is still working for him, but whether it is in terms of position or psychology, the tone used to be too inapplicable.

"What is it?" Across the desk, not as a subordinate assistant, but as a relationship between the manager and the owner of the enterprise, Wang Wenxi took over the information.

"Two streets in front of our company, isn't there a café that is being renovated?" Wu Jaeyoung squeezed his eyebrows, his face funny.

"Well, that's the thing." Because it is a particularly large café, he also paid special attention to it when decorating to see if he could cooperate with OJ, OJ provided a photo of Wu Zairong, a popular artist, and the café provided publicity. "I heard that the decoration is very luxurious, and the work is very capitalist."

Wait, my head is a little messy, did I miss something just now?

Why did Chairman Oh Jae-young, who ignores everything except the Internet, music, and life, talk about this? He also got the news just now, as a manager, his news should be more correct than Wu Zairong's spiritual knowledge. "You," paused, in a questioning tone and a questioning look, "you bought it?" ”

Then self-denial. "No, the accounts of several companies don't go through large sums of money, and you don't have that much money in your personal account."

Although the work has been handed over, Wu Zairong's financial situation is still under his care, and he knows Wu Zairong's cash flow best.

But Wu Zairong's evil smile was clearly telling him what was in it. "Didn't you buy it?"

“BINGO！” Wu Zairong snapped his fingers in a dashing manner, "Guessed right." ”

"Really?"

That's true! Wang Wenxi said the answer himself, but he couldn't believe it.

It's out of common sense, okay?

The whole building near Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam-gu, comes with fine decoration and kind publicity.

Such a big fat meat, I didn't buy it, could it be sent by charging phone bills?

So good, which operator, his wallet has been **unbearable.

Just kidding, though. "Boss, where to get rich." Rubbing his hands, Wang Wenxi put on a flattering smile, and he also wanted to pick up a pie for nothing. He's not greedy, not too much, just a little smaller than that.

Wu Zairong waved his hand, signaling Wang Wenxi to be calm, and he was also showing off his wisdom and martial arts. "Windfall, windfall."

Can he still say that the real reason why he doesn't have to spend money to own a café is that he rushed up and beat a rich second generation of a woman from a good family, and he was addicted to playing a rich second generation, and he shouted bitterly and hugged his thighs and begged him to repair him again, buildings, cafes, decorations and so on are all remuneration for his actions.

"Windfall?" Such a windfall?

I want it too, woooooooooo

"Well, and the kind that flew over." turned around and waved his hand, ignoring Wang Wenxi, who was still doubting his life.

In short, he had no intention of developing in the catering service industry, but was hit by a windfall, and planned to package the big stall of the café together with the brokerage company, and call Wang Wenxi, the president of our enterprising newcomers.

The next thing is to give Wang Wenxi a headache. (To be continued.) )