Chapter 2090

McGonagall was very respectful of the children's choice, so holding the golden cup, the family left the manor and stopped a carriage by the side of the road to go home.

After waiting for a while, McGonagall finally got to a passing coach. He reached out to stop it, picked Amy up first, and then let Annie and Elena get on.

"How do you do, Mr. Hades? Can I spare you a moment?" MEG was about to get into the carriage when he was stopped.

MEG drew back his feet and turned to look at the man.

He knew Mr. Boris, who had his hair combed like an adult.

"May I help you?" Asked MEG, looking at him.

"I'm Boris. Congratulations on your Maotai liquor winning the gold medal at the tasting meeting." Boris smiles and reaches out to MEG.

"Thank you." McGonagall touched him, and then took it back. "Congratulations on the silver medal for your dynamite, too."

Boris's mouth twitched. If it wasn't for McGonagall and Effie, the explosion wine would have won the gold medal.

However, he showed great self-restraint and soon said with a smile, "Mr. Hades is a talented winemaker like master Marcus. Naturally, our wine can't match you."

"I'm flattered, Mr. Boris. Anything else? If not, we'll go home first. " McGonagall is too lazy to stand in the cold wind with him. His wife and children are waiting in the car. Isn't it nice to sit warm when we go home?

Boris looked at McGonagall and said sincerely, "Mr. Hades is an honest man. In fact, I want to invite you to be my partner. I have ten large pubs in lodu, and Mr. McGonagall has excellent brewing skills. If we can cooperate, we will be able to create a legend in the wine industry."

"I'm sorry, I'm not very interested in creating legends. If there are, I'm a legend." MEG chuckled and stepped into the carriage, signaling that the driver was ready to drive.

"Mr. Hades can think about it. If you have any idea, you can come to see me at Reese's tavern at any time." Boris stood aside, looking at the carriage.

MEG didn't answer and asked the coachman to go to Romo street.

He could see that Mr. Boris was a good businessman, but he didn't need such a friend.

I'm afraid he said the same thing to Effie before, but I don't know if Effie has agreed to his proposal.

"That guy just now seems to have a deep heart and doesn't look like a good man." Said Irina, looking at MEG.

"There is no good or bad for a businessman to pursue profits, and I don't have the idea of deep friendship with him." Meg said with a smile.

"And you."

"I'm not a businessman, I'm a cook, but I occasionally invest in a seriously undervalued industry." Meg said calmly.

"Will the house prices on Romo Street really go up? They all say you've lost money. " Elena's a little unconvinced.

"If they could understand it, they would have made a fortune." McGonagall said with a smile: "don't wait for next year. There will be more people coming to the shop tomorrow."

The value of commercial street is supported by popularity. The gradually desolate Romo street belongs to low value area. With Titan tavern and Saipan tavern holding back the double gold award, it will become the Twin Star of Romo street and bring a wave of popularity to Romo street.

With the increase of popularity, the commercial value of Romo Street naturally began to pick up.

And other businesses want to rub this popularity, they will carry out commercial activities in Romo street, and then drive the popularity to rise again.

It's a story of mutual achievement.

As long as the business system of Romo street can be rebuilt and more powerful and distinctive businesses can be attracted, a new business system will be created.

The construction of this business system will be controlled by McGonagall.

As the first tenant of Romo street, he owns more than 100 buildings and already has this right.

A commercial street is like an air system. If you want to be healthy and long-term, you have to have planning.

Homogenization and low-quality will destroy a business district, and it is doomed not to go far.

McGonagall, of course, gave this kind of professional thing to the system.

What can be perfectly solved with ten copper coins is not to consume your brain cells and force out an unprofessional business plan.

Back in the restaurant, MEG made a big lunch.

After lunch, he went out to find the young agent who had sold the house to him.

"Chief, there's a gentleman calling himself 'Hades' outside looking for you." A staff member walked into the office and looked at Fitch, who was sorting out the information.

"Hades?" Fitch looked up and thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes glared with a look of surprise.

"Director, is it not suitable to meet?" Seeing that Feiqi's face was not very good, the staff member tentatively said, "shall I let him go?"

"OK... Just say I'm not here." Fitch nodded.

"All right." The staff turned and walked out.

"Wait!" Feiqi stopped the staff who came to the office door, took a deep breath and said, "forget it, I'll go myself."

"All right." The staff were a little confused, but they still nodded.

Fitch took his coat, put it on, let out a long breath, and walked out.

At the beginning of this month, Feiqi, who has been a real estate agent for three years, finally ushered in a turning point in his work and became a supervisor.

His achievement is that he left a legend in the real estate industry. More than 100 buildings in Luomo street were packaged and sold, and the low-quality assets attached to more than 10 real estate agents were almost handled at one time, which became a good story.

He also got a raise, became a supervisor, and had a first date with the boss's daughter.

Now, Mr. Hades, who made him a success, has come to the door. Has he come back to find that he has been trapped?

Feiqi was a little flustered. Although he handled the transfer of more than 100 buildings very clean, with the continuous desolation of Romo street, the value of those old houses on the street will only be lower and lower.

"Mr. Hades, please sit inside." When Fitch went out, he saw Hades standing at the door, and quickly put on a pile of smiling faces to meet him.

"You don't have to go in first. I'm here today just to ask if you are willing to accept the intermediary service of shop rental?" McGonagall watched as Fitch opened the door to the mountain road.

The young man's working attitude is not bad, his efficiency and professional ability are not bad, which is why McGonagall chose him again.

Feiqi, who thought McGonagall would come up with a lot of abuse, was stunned. After a while, he came back to himself and looked at McGonagall in surprise. "Mr. Hades, do you want to rent out the shops you bought before?"

"Yes, but I don't want to talk to those people myself, so I want to find a professional organization to do the work for me." MEG nodded.

"So..." Feiqi looked at McGonagall and felt guilty. At the beginning, Mr. Hades was an individual, but he bought so many junk shops. If he had advised him at first, it would not be so.

Now he wants to rent out these shops and recover some losses, which can be excused. But it's hard to see a single person in Romo street now. How can a fool spend money to rent a shop and open a shop.

"Mr. Hades, I'm afraid your shops..."

"Don't you have this business?" MEG interrupted his nonsense.

"We have a leasing agency business. If it's Mr. Hades, I can give you a discount. We only charge five points of annual rent as the agency fee." Fitch nodded.

He couldn't bear to see McGonagall's obstinacy. He could even feel the helplessness and regret.