771 Actually, I'm not a man who doesn't like money
The reason why Cao Zhiqiang's eyes lit up was because the taste of kimchi in his mouth was really different.
How to put it, it seems that there is a unique flavor in it that stimulates your taste buds very much.
Cao Zhiqiang has also eaten a lot of pickles, but it seems that there has never been a kind of pickle that can have the feeling of such a small pickle.
It can be summed up in two words - delicious!
It seemed that seeing Cao Zhiqiang's expression change, Xu Huizhen, who had been staring at his face closely, breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "Drink some more wine, believe me, kimchi with small wine, more and more flavorful!" β
Cao Zhiqiang nodded, and did not swallow the kimchi in his mouth, but picked up the small glass of wine and took a sip gently.
Not to mention, the mellow and spicy liquor in the mouth, combined with the unique taste of kimchi, instantly combines into a more different taste.
If I have to say, it's delicious and exciting!
After nodding again, Cao Zhiqiang swallowed the kimchi and white wine, ate two more chopsticks kimchi, and took a sip of wine.
It's really like what Xu Huizhen said, it's getting more and more flavorful, and I feel a little unstoppable.
"How? Not bad, right? Xu Huizhen asked with a smile.
Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly, nodded again, and then put down his chopsticks, and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
After casually putting down the silk handkerchief that had wiped his mouth, Cao Zhiqiang said to Xu Huizhen: "The taste is really good, very different." β
Xu Huizhen smiled: "Of course, this small dish, but our family's unique secret recipe is not available anywhere else."
The reason why our tavern is famous far and wide is that it is full of customers, and one of the most important points is this small dish.
There are a lot of repeat customers, all of whom come for our side dishes. β
Cao Zhiqiang nodded: "It makes sense, it is really good to have a unique job of your own." This side dish is only available in your tavern? β
"Of course." Xu Huizhen nodded, "Only we have this kimchi in our tavern, and we can't find it in other places, and we can't eat it." β
"I see." Cao Zhiqiang nodded thoughtfully again.
"How?" Xu Huizhen smiled, "With this exclusive side dish, we can cooperate, right?" β
Cao Zhiqiang sighed: "Auntie, to tell you the truth, this small dish of yours is really good, very delicious."
But that alone wasn't enough to impress me.
In fact, if you want me to say, instead of hiding the recipe of this small dish, you should treat it as your tavern's unique job.
It's better to make a price and sell me the secret method of this small dish, and then I will open a pickle factory, give you some factory shares, and then produce and sell your pickles in large quantities.
At that time, the profit earned by opening a factory and selling pickles was far inferior to ten taverns, a hundred, or even a thousand taverns combined. β
"This is a good idea!" Xu Jingli nodded suddenly, and said subconsciously.
Xu Huizhen frowned, glared at Xu Jingli, and then smiled at Cao Zhiqiang: "I'm sorry, our family's side dish recipe is not sold, and we won't run any factories." β
"Understandable." Cao Zhiqiang nodded, "Many traditional concepts will not change easily. β
Xu Huizhen exhaled, then looked at Cao Zhiqiang again, and said: "That's it, if you are willing to partner with me, take one million out to invest, and get my quota for foreign-related hotels, then the shares of the hotel, we will be four or six, I will be six, and you will be four."
At the same time, the management right must belong to me, and the general manager must be me or my people, and you can sit and wait for dividends to ensure that you can't lose.
But there is one point, the shares of the hotel are not allowed to be sold to others for three years, no problem, right? β
Cao Zhiqiang shook his head: "You are too insincere. β
"This is my bottom line!" Xu Huizhen looked serious, "If I don't agree, I'd rather do it myself!" β
Cao Zhiqiang smiled, simply stood up and said: "Since this is the case, I don't force it, I think we will ...... today."
As soon as he said this, a girl with short hair suddenly walked in, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw everyone, and then said in a daze: "Mom? Sister? You, why are you all here with me? Also, who is this man? β
"Huh, Jingping?" Xu Huizhen looked at the new short-haired girl in surprise, "Didn't you go shopping with your classmates?" Why did you come back so quickly? β
The girl called Jingping smiled, walked directly to Xu Huizhen and said, "Hey, it was a good time to shop, but then my classmate's boyfriend came, and I felt that if I continued to stay, I would become a light bulb, so I simply found an excuse to leave." β
"Understood." Xu Jingli said with a smile, "I feel that your classmate asked you to go shopping, using you as a cover." β
"Who's to say it's not." The short-haired girl smiled, "Hey, people now, it's too complicated." In fact, she can tell me clearly, it doesn't have to be like this, and now it's like this...... Forget it, let's not talk about it. β
Immediately afterwards, the short-haired girl looked at Cao Zhiqiang again: "This gentleman is ......"
"Oh, I haven't introduced you yet." Xu Jingli smiled and pointed at Cao Zhiqiang and said, "Jingping, this is what I told you before, the president of our publishing house, Cao Zhiqiang, President Cao." β
As soon as she heard this, the short-haired girl was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly ran to Cao Zhiqiang with excitement on her face, staring at Cao Zhiqiang with bright eyes and said, "I know you!" Are you the great poet Qiangzi? Right?
"Jianghu Xing" was written by you? Right?
"The Farthest Distance in the World" was also written by you, right? β
Cao Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously nodded: "Yes, it's me, I wrote it, I do have a pen name called Qiangzi." β
"Wow!" The short-haired woman suddenly covered her mouth, her face full of excitement, "I finally met Hadron himself!" Finally met, finally ...... It's not easy! β
Speaking of which, the short-haired woman actually started crying.
Seeing this situation, Xu Jingli next to him immediately said to Cao Zhiqiang with a little embarrassment: "I'm sorry, president."
This is my sister, Xu Jingping.
She is very fond of literature, especially the poetry you write, and is a fan of your poetry.
She's always wanted to see you, but she never succeeded. β
"It's not all you!" Xu Jingping immediately looked at Xu Jingli with red eyes, "I asked you to introduce me a long time ago, but you just won't, what kind of sister is this?" β
"You!" Xu Jingli glared at Xu Jingping, "I'm working, how can I bring someone over casually without permission?" Besides, I mentioned to you before that the president went to Japan on a business trip and was never there, so even if you go, you won't be able to see you. β
"Then why is he here now?" Xu Jingping immediately asked rhetorically.
"Of course, it's the end of the business trip, and I'm back." Xu Jingli said, "As for the president coming here, he is talking about business, and he wants to talk about cooperation business with our mother, don't make a mess!" β
Speaking of this, Xu Jingli continued to look at Cao Zhiqiang, and said with a smile: "President, don't be like her, she, she's a little madman!" β
Cao Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, and was about to say a few words, but the system prompt suddenly appeared:
[Ding, it has been detected that within ten meters of you, a high-quality woman who meets the storage conditions has appeared. γ
[Target Lock-Xu Jingping! ] γ
[Excuse me, do you bind Xu Jingping and make it your love angel reserve? ] γ
Seeing this, Cao Zhiqiang was directly stunned, and then subconsciously began to look carefully at the girl named Xu Jingping.
Then Cao Zhiqiang found that the girl who was called Xu Jingping by the system looked average at first glance, quite like an actress named Li Ying-ae in South Korea.
But if you look closely, it's different, and it's particularly temperamental.
In particular, there is a unique temperament of a literary young woman.
However, this is not what Cao Zhiqiang cares about the most.
What I really care about is that the system actually recognizes the other party.
You know, the system is very picky, not all women can be included in her candidacy, and not all women can be recognized and can be bound to the love angel reserve.
If you want to be included in the alternative category of love reserves, in addition to the appearance, cultivation, reputation and other factors, the other party must be qualified, and there is also an important consideration, that is, the favorability of yourself.
Only if the favorability of Cao Zhiqiang is higher than 60 points can he be included in the scope of the Love Angel Reserve.
The most typical example is Teresa Teng.
I think that at the beginning, when Cao Zhiqiang first met Teresa Teng, the system did not react at all, and he had no intention of accepting the other party at all.
However, at this time, Teresa Teng's reputation and temperament are top-notch, and if she has comprehensive strength, at least she will not lose to Akina Nakamori.
Originally, Cao Zhiqiang didn't think much about it, but later, the system reacted again, and Teng Lijun could be included in the storage range of the Love Angel Reserve.
At that time, Cao Zhiqiang was very puzzled, even if there was a lag, this lag would be too long.
Then he actually got a systematic answer, saying that no matter how high-quality a woman is, only if her favorability exceeds 60 points, she can meet the standard and be included in the candidate army of love angels.
Otherwise, even if this woman looks like a fairy and is famous all over the world, as long as her favor for him is less than 60 points, she will be blind.
To put it bluntly, favorability is the most important indicator.
As for the others, such as appearance, education, cultivation, fame, or other indicators, they are all additional indicators.
Other indicators will only work if the favorability level is met.
The situation just now just proves this truth.
At the beginning, the girl named Xu Jingping didn't know who Cao Zhiqiang was, so naturally she didn't have the so-called favorability.
But once she knew that Cao Zhiqiang was the "poet strongson", her attitude immediately changed, and her favorability rose gradually, and it definitely exceeded 60 points.
This just meets the storage standard of the Love Angel Reserve, and then the storage program is activated.
γIs it binding?γ γ
The system began to rush.
So what else is there to say.
If there is one, let's talk about it first.
Anyway, even if it's a reserve, there is money to brush.
As the saying goes, it doesn't matter whether you can make it or not, the important thing is that you can take the opportunity to make money.
As long as the binding is successful, a certain love fund will be given, and then when you use this love fund to spend on the other party, you can give back one-tenth of the interest.
It's such a good thing, why not do it?
Thinking of this, Cao Zhiqiang immediately chose to bind.
As soon as it is bound, the system immediately gives a new message:
[Name: Xu Jingping]
[Overall score: 92.5 points]
[Opinion: 79 points]
[Total amount of love fund: 19.8 billion US dollars]
Seeing this, Cao Zhiqiang subconsciously raised his eyebrows.
Yo, the initial favorability is so high, it's as high as 79 points?
is more favorable than Zhu Lin at the beginning.
And the amount of the love fund is also quite a lot, with 19.8 billion US dollars.
That's a lot.
I never expected that just a moment of curiosity came to take a look, and there could be such a surprise.
Not bad, not bad, really good.
When you meet such a good seedling, this wave is not a loss, and it is the right one.
Thinking of this, Cao Zhiqiang, who looked at Xu Jingping, couldn't help but show a joyful smile on his face.
"I'm sorry." Xu Jingping also seemed to realize that he had just Meng Lang at this time, and hurriedly bowed his head to apologize to Cao Zhiqiang.
"I'm sorry, strong, no, President Cao, I was abrupt just now, you don't remember the villain, don't mind."
Cao Zhiqiang smiled gently: "It's okay, in fact, I'm very happy to meet people who like my poetry here." β
Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang raised his head with a melancholy face, sighed deeply and said:
"You may not believe it, but in fact, I don't like money, and I don't like any business.
My original wish was just to be a quiet writer and express my thoughts and thoughts in words.
It's just that because of the pressure of life, especially the two little sisters I have at home to raise, I can only publish some of my casual feelings and the like, to see if I can get a little manuscript fee and improve my family situation.
Who knows, since then, my life has started to change dramatically, and I will never go back to the quiet and peaceful time I used to have. β
"Really?" Xu Jingping subconsciously asked, "Did you really think so?" β
"Of course." Cao Zhiqiang looked at the other party again and said with a slight smile.
"As the saying goes, poetry is the same.
Since you like my poems, you must be able to see more or less the thoughts and feelings I put in my poems. β
Xu Jingping nodded subconsciously: "Indeed, although your poetry style is very changeable, your original poem is "Seeing and Not Seeing", right?" β
Cao Zhiqiang smiled and nodded: "And then?" β
Xu Jingping frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that a person's first poem often means the person's initial state, his true style, and the person's original concept.
Your first poem, "Seeing and Not Seeing," was a love poem that many people said.
But I don't think so.
In my opinion, this is a kind of sustenance of strong feelings, and it is also a state of mind that is enlightened.
Only a person who has seen life and death can write such a thing.
Sure enough, I later heard my sister tell me that before you wrote that poem, your mother had just died, and you had just attempted suicide, and then you simply went to work in a factory.
That makes sense.
Only by experiencing real parting, only by experiencing real life and death, only by experiencing that you can't die, and you have to live, can you write such a poem.
So I think that you at that time are the real you, and the later you are just another you that you packed in a thick shell.
The world has only seen your success.
But I see the sadness and sadness in your heart.
Perhaps, deep down in your heart.
You don't think there's anything to be happy about being rich or famous.
What you really want is to be with your favorite mother.
It's a pity that people can't be resurrected after death, and the son wants to raise but can't wait for his relatives.
What you want most, you can never get.
On the contrary, the fame and fortune that you have abandoned like clogs are at your fingertips.
So, you are both a success and a failure.
The real you is a complex of contradictions, a poor person who is glamorous on the outside but scarred on the inside.
Are you right? β