Chapter XI
Zhao Siyuan's mind is still very clear, because of a gambling contract, or because of a business, how can it be possible to hand over a large national chain business to a son who has not recovered after amnesia. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
What is needed in the business field is a stable and continuous performance, a cool mind and long-term experience are indispensable, no century-old store is knocked out by luck, although Zhao Chengping performed well on this day, but it can not be seen that there is enough to control the level of the entire Changyu.
As for Zhao Chengqi, his impulsive behavior this time also made Zhao Siyuan have to rethink the reason behind him doing this, whether someone urged him to grab the position, or whether he himself was so unbreathable. Whether it is the former or the latter, it shows that he is not a qualified successor.
It also needs to be observed.
After repeated consideration, he decided to let Zhao Chengping develop overseas business, and first gave 100,000 oceans of start-up capital.
This number is actually not much, if you want to rent a decent faΓ§ade house in this town, plus some high-quality decoration, furniture, plus the marketing expenses required to expand the channel, it has already removed more than half of the 100,000 oceans.
In other words, if there is no profit, Zhao Chengping's business can only last for two years.
All the goods are still from Changyu, because it is the business of two firms, therefore, the brothers settle the accounts, each time they pick up the goods and keep accounts, they will pay all at the end of the month, and they cannot be in arrears, which is also stipulated by Zhao Siyuan in advance.
Zhao Chengping responded in one bite, he has never done this kind of business anywhere, not even a certain treasure's business, at most he has sold game controllers in Xianyu.
dared to agree so quickly, he naturally had a bottom in his heart.
Those boring immortals have to have something to do.
"What, you want me to send you an invitation?" The Djinn God pointed at himself.
Zhao Chengping nodded with a smile: "Of course, with such a tall physique, you won't be unable to find it when you stand in those foreigners' pile, which is just right for external communication." β
Stagecoach Xingjun shouted dissatisfiedly: "Investigate the sales of foreign alcohol in the country? Why me? β
"Because you're fast."
After assigning the tasks to the immortals, they couldn't wait to look down and check the task value, and then burst out and wailed: "That's it, these things have to be done for a hundred years before they can return to the heavenly realm, don't do it!" β
"Yes, we don't!"
"It's not as high as the task value of the old lady who fell down, what is there to do!"
For their reaction, Zhao Chengping had already been mentally prepared, and when the immortals were almost in trouble, he made a gesture to calm them down: "If you open a charity hall and a soup kitchen, how much can the task be worth?" β
The immortals lowered their heads and calculated: "Ten years." β
Zhao Chengping also said: "What if it is to raise the level of national industry and speed up the scientific and technological process of the whole country? β
Another calculation led to the result: "Five years." β
"Well, five years is not enough?" Zhao Chengping continued to smile and asked.
Beiluo Shimen said: "Of course, five years is not much, but according to your plan, it doesn't seem to be the case. β
The gods and immortals nodded their heads one after another, "Uh-huh".
Zhao Chengping changed his comfortable posture and leaned back on the chair, his hands on his head: "That's right, it's not just five years, at this time, the country and the people are safe, Sino-foreign relations have just opened, and many people don't know how big this world is, although I am not a business genius, but in this time and space, it is more than enough." β
His eyes swept over all the immortals present: "Not to mention you." β
For his confident speech, Beiluo Shimen lowered his eyelids, and said after a while: "Actually, I want to remind you that in two years, there will be a military disaster from the east, and it is not yet known whether business will be so easy at that time." β
"Is there an island in the east, it turns out that in this space, this matter still can't be avoided after all." Zhao Chengping let out a long sigh, "Is it possible to avoid it?" β
Beiluo Shimen shook his head: "This is the destiny of heaven, no matter what, you can't hide from it, even if you can kill this group of initiators, there will be another group of people." β
"I understand what you said, just like Yuan Tiangang said Wu Zetian back then." Zhao Chengping shook his head, "Since it is the Mandate of Heaven, let's try to avoid losses, and it is better to prepare early than not knowing anything and waiting to be beaten." β
He thought about it again: "If you can save hundreds of thousands of lives, how much can your mission be worth?" β
The result after the calculation is "one year".
Nezha said: "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention saving the lives of hundreds of thousands of people." β
Zhao Chengping nodded and said with a smile: "I can't see that the spirit bead who was a murderer at the beginning would also say such a thing." β
Nezha said with a smile: "Back then, on Cuiping Mountain, my mother built a palace for me, and received incense from the people, although it was for rebirth, and then my father quickly broke the golden body and burned the palace, but during that time, I kept every thing that the people prayed for me in my heart, and the suffering in the world was nothing more than that." β
After negotiating with the immortals, Zhao Chengping returned home with peace of mind, and after lying down for a while, he felt that someone had quietly entered the house, and saw that the figure was definitely not Liu Ye'er. Still holding a bright knife in his hand, Zhao Chengping sneered: "You are looking for the wrong person." β
The man touched the side of the bed, and was about to stab him with a knife, Zhao Chengping's back muscles tightened, and the whole person suddenly burst up, covered the man with a quilt, and then flew up and kicked the man in the abdomen. only heard the sound of "dangchang", the dagger fell to the ground, waking Liu Ye'er up, and she asked outside: "Who?" β
"It's okay, sleep on you." Zhao Chengping was hitting Xingtou, and he didn't want her to come in and make trouble at all.
Liu Ye'er lit the candle and shone inside: "What's the matter, this movement?" Yikes!"
There was a person in the middle of the quilt and holding his stomach on the ground wailing like he was really startled, she was just about to open her mouth to call someone, Zhao Chengping said: "Don't worry about calling someone, I'll deal with it, you pour me a bowl of water." β
Liu Ye'er trembled and picked up the kettle on the table and poured it into the bowl, but found that there was no water, and her voice trembled and said, "Young Master, there is no water." β
"If you run out of water, go to the kitchen to fetch water, and you still want me to teach you this?" Zhao Chengping's eyes were fixed on the man squatting on the ground.
Liu Ye'er held the kettle and looked at the man nervously, Zhao Chengping urged: "Don't go yet!" Young Master Ben is hungry, and he still wants to eat freshly stewed sesame paste and freshly ground sesame seeds. β
Liu Ye'er wanted to cry without tears: "Young master, don't you just want to take me away, I'll just go, why do you still have so many ideas to toss people." β
"Hey, you found out? It's okay to find a place to sleep, obedient. Zhao Chengping smiled.