"Well," he nodded, "you don't think the noodle shop is running fast, but before it opened, I asked a professional team to conduct market research. The price of the noodle shop before was too high, and the noodle shop was not suitable for high-end market, and most of the rich people would not come to eat noodles. Therefore, I aimed at ordinary customers, and then invited many noodle shop masters to reduce the cost of noodles, but the taste was as good as possible No change, so after the opening of the business, we will continue to attract repeat customers. "

Lausanne really admired him. He was not vague in the mall.

A financial investor came to open a noodle shop, and it was so successful for the first time.

Is this the natural ability to do business?

Therefore, the richer the rich, the less money they can only earn some dead wages.

That's what she said.

"I asked the team to make a plan. If there are 300 companies in the country next year, the annual income will probably reach 300 million yuan. However, for me, it's just a trifle. After all, it's too little," he added.

Lausanne was silent and said, "can I have a beer?"

"Why, don't you drink?"

"Water your sorrows," said Lausanne gloomily.

It's three hundred million a year, and it's a little bit of a fuss. My God, she can make 300000 a year. Thank God.

"Can you listen to me, the 300 companies are just facing the city, and the other purpose is to face the airport. The price of the airport can double. It's not a problem to enter the airport with my ability. After about two years, the net profit will reach 500 million yuan, and 500 million yuan will also eliminate the possibility of loss in some stores. However, it is really too little to buy a few diamond rings for my wife Jewelry, so the ultimate goal is to face the world, but the profit is not enough for me. To be honest, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have taken the time to open this kind of unprofitable shop. "

Lausanne:

No, a bottle of beer is not enough for her grief.

After eating noodles, they went to see a movie again.

This time, Lausanne wisely chose a Hollywood blockbuster. He liked it very much. After watching it, he said he would come back next time.

Back at the villa, there is a Prado in the yard.

"Here we are," Lausanne turned his head, and saw the frown of the year.

"It's Jichuan," he said.

Losanton was silent.

He didn't like Feng Jichuan very much.

But after all, he grew up with the annual ting and lived and died in the army. It's impossible for her not to contact with each other, she knows.

They walked into the living room, Feng Jichuan sat on the sofa to smoke. Seeing them come in, he put out the smoke and got up. His eyes were complicated and looked at the hands they held together. "Jun Ting, Miss Xu, you've made up. Congratulations."

"Thank you," Lausanne didn't know how much sincerity he had in his "congratulations." Jun Ting, you can talk about it. I'll take a bath first. "

Hearing her "bath" two words, annual Ting's eyes light up inadvertently, and Ji Chuan's eyes are a little bit hard to see. Why does he come at this time? Originally, he planned to go back to bed after dinner and watch the movie.

He hasn't served meat for nearly a month, and he almost forgot the taste of it.

Ji Chuan looks in the eye, frown unconsciously.

He didn't know much before, but now he finally understood that his brother was fascinated by this woman in bed.

The women outside are not like those in the army. They sleep in other men's houses at how old they are.

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