Color Collection System

Chapter 262 Cooking
snow pavilion

Zhang Rilong and Yuan Jiao sat in a private room to eat, and they ate a seafood set meal, with big lobster, sea fish sashimi, sushi and side dishes with dipping sauce.

After the food was served, the boss and his wife in traditional hard work clothes stood at the door and bowed to them.

"Harada-san, thank you for taking care of our shop!"

Yuan Jiao said solemnly: "This is the president of our company, the famous Mr. Zhang Rilong!"

Knowing that the young man sitting there is Zhang Rilong, the boss and the proprietress quickly bowed to Zhang Rilong again, bent over and said:
"Hello Mr. Zhang! Welcome to our store, very welcome!"

Zhang Rilong waved his hands casually, "It's okay, you're welcome, you go ahead."

Yuan Jiao said to the two of them: "Mr. President doesn't drink, bring some milk over."

"Hi! Hi!" The couple quickly bent over and retreated.

Zhang Rilong looked at the two men, "Why do they bend over more than you? Do you need to be so cautious when doing business here?"

Yuan Jiao seemed to be frightened, and said quickly and cautiously: "I was rude!"

Zhang Rilong thought it was Yuan Jiao who said that he had frightened others, and felt that this reason was indeed quite normal. This Yuan Jiao was full of airs when he came in, and he pretended to be a tiger, and he was arrogant, which must have made the shopkeeper feel uncomfortable.

Without thinking about other things, Zhang Rilong looked at the table full of seafood and vegetables, and then at the sushi and sashimi, feeling no appetite at all.

A little bored, he put down his chopsticks, Yuan Jiao on the opposite side quickly bent down when he saw this, and lowered his head nervously.

At this time, someone opened the curtain and walked in. Zhang Rilong looked over and found that it was a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl has long hair and is wearing Sanguo-style clothes, but she looks more like a city girl than a petty waiter.

Kimura Yukino saw the regular customer here, Yuan Jiao, pleading guilty with his head bowed, and opposite him was a young boy, so he politely asked the boy, "Do you want milk?"

"Yes, just put it here." Zhang Rilong didn't have an appetite for seafood, so he planned to drink some milk to fill his stomach.

Kimura Yukino quickly put the plate on the table.

When she was about to leave, Yuan Jiao raised her head and said, "Miss Xue Nai, this is the president of our company, please stay and pour... milk for the president."

Kimura Yukino glanced at Zhang Rilong, saw that it was a boy of the same age as herself, nodded and sat beside Zhang Rilong, picked up the milk bottle, and filled Zhang Rilong's cup.

"Oh." Zhang Rilong had seen a lot of drinking girls, so he didn't have any opinion about it, so he said to Yuan Jiao when he was idle and bored, "What is the business you mentioned just now?"

Yuan Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously: "TV, I think selling TV is a very good business."

Zhang Rilong looked at Yuan Jiao and felt that the other party was mentally ill.

Yuan Jiao quickly explained: "Mr. Zhang, there are no mobile phone signals in many places in our area. It costs money to watch TV programs on mobile phones, but with a TV, you can watch TV for free! I think this is a very good idea." Business!"

Zhang Rilong recalled, "I basically don't watch TV, and I don't understand this."

Yuan Jiao said: "In this country, all the programs on the TV have to be watched for a fee, and in addition, many places have network signals, so they basically don't watch TV, but in our country, the network signals in many places are very weak. very dependent on the TV."

Zhang Rilong didn't understand how this nima's world developed.

"But I don't have the technology to make TVs at all. What you said has nothing to do with me."

Yuan Jiao fought hard, "It's okay, as far as I know, Huaguo has been popularizing higher-end 3D TVs and digital TVs with voice-activated theaters, but our country doesn't like this kind of thing, most people think voice-activated ones are easier. Bad, a simple and cheap remote control TV is the best."

Zhang Rilong felt more and more confused, "I ask you, where do you buy the goods? I don't have the money to open a production line."

Yuan Jiao said excitedly: "When I was promoting VCDs, I met a manufacturer of pot cover TVs in the west of Guangzhi. We lost many manufacturing factories due to market shrinkage. Over the years, the population has gradually moved to places outside Tokyo. Migration, there's a lot of demand for TVs with free-to-air programming."

Zhang Rilong was thinking about this matter. The last time he found long-lost DVDs and VCDs and pirated tape technology from Liben.

As a result, Liben found the rare cauldron antenna technology from here.

I remember that at that time, the pot cover TV was banned, right?
But this thing is indeed very marketable in the vast rural areas.

Not every country has the ability to repair the signal station to any place.

"Then how much money do you need?" Zhang Rilong was just curious if this matter is true, whether it is going back as you live, or whether history is going backwards.

Yuan Jiao quickly said: "50! Just give me 50, and I can buy in, and then sell the thousand pots to Hokkaido, and the profits will be handed over to the company!"

Zhang Rilong is not short of money at all, let alone the 50 yuan, but he is not a fool.

The pot lid was banned because it was illegal, and besides the hundreds of thousands of copyright fees per day, how can I still look at the hundreds of thousands that I can only earn in the past few months?

These little Liben are really unreliable, and they engage in these demons and heretics if they don't pay attention.

No, you must teach him a lesson!
Zhang Rilong picked up his glass and was about to drink water to get drunk, when the voice of speaking came from outside again.

Soon an ordinary-looking woman walked in with two men who looked like bodyguards.

"What is this for? Are you here to fight pornography?" Zhang Rilong looked at these people angrily.

Qin Xiangsi said to Zhang Rilong: "Mr. Zhang, those villains just now have been caught. Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Zhang Rilong looked at Qin Xiangsi, "Are you here for a trip?"

Qin Xiangsi said with a smile: "No, I am now the director of the local Social Welfare Bureau, just an ordinary civil servant. This time I made a special trip to thank Mr. Zhang for taking care of our female workers and disabled female workers and giving them a stable job. benefit society."

Zhang Rilong looked at the woman in astonishment, "I remember you were from another county last time, why did you come here? Are you punished for making mistakes?"

Qin Xiangsi smiled and said, "I took the initiative to apply to come to the backward areas to sharpen myself and serve the people."

Zhang Rilong nodded, "Oh, and just after he came here, he solved the employment problem of hundreds of people. It's amazing. I don't think it will take long for you to go to the city to play your role."

"Mr. Zhang was joking. He left here as soon as he came here. There is no such thing." Qin Xiangsi said seriously: "I signed a guarantee with the higher-ups that the economy here will not be improved, and most people here will not be able to live a better life." Days, I will never leave!"

Zhang Rilong didn't want to say these words, "Well said! I'm eating, so I won't disturb your work."

Qin Xiangsi said: "I stopped by to say hello, congratulations to Mr. Zhang on his combined master's and doctoral studies, and was admitted to a Ph.D."

"There is nothing to congratulate on Doctor of Music." Zhang Rilong didn't want to say more.

Qin Xiangsi was quite cheerful and left soon.

Zhang Rilong was a little displeased with this woman, but he also knew that she was here to help. If she brought people over, at least it proved that many people were standing behind him. Local businessmen, fishermen, and shopkeepers would know who he was.

Not wanting to bother about worrying things, Zhang Rilong said: "You know a lot of people here, right? Is there anyone who can go to work in a toy factory, preferably a woman, with a higher education is even better."

A new generation replaces the old, Yuan Sang, the cherry blossoms in his hometown are blooming.

Yuan Jiao hurriedly said: "Yes, I know almost all the Li people here. Most of the men are in the shipping business, and the women cook at home or take care of the children. It's just right to go to the toy factory."

"Then recruit another 50 people. The young and obedient ones are the best. After one year of work, they can give away eggs, flour and potatoes." Zhang Rilong also wants to engage in the textile industry, and now he just needs to recruit more people to digest the farm's inventory by the way.

"Yes!" Yuan Jiao quickly agreed.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Kimura Yukino asked cautiously, "Can I go to work with you?"

Zhang Rilong looked at Kimura Yukino, "Yes, yes, but don't you go to school?"

Yuan Jiao said with a smile: "President, in our hometown, you can get married after graduating from high school."

Zhang Rilong thought that not everyone would go to college, and it was pitiful to see this girl as a bartender, so he said, "Yes, you can go to work in my company tomorrow, Sailor Farm."

Kimura Yukino memorized the address, and took the initiative to chat with Zhang Rilong.

Yuan Jiao was very discerning, and quickly fled away.

However, Zhang Rilong is not a person who can't control his lower body, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the hostess. If he feels bored, he checks out and leaves.

When I walked out, I happened to see a middle-aged man pressing the head of another middle-aged man into a ramen bowl.

People around laughed, and the greasy man quickly bowed and apologized to everyone in embarrassment, as if he was the one who was wrong.

Zhang Rilong suddenly understood why Yuan Jiao and his boss were so polite.

The more voluptuous the place, the greater the pressure, and the crueler the treatment of one's own people.

In that kind of extreme convoluted place, will everyone love each other and tide over the difficulties together?

will not.

Only when you play on the weak can you feel alive.

People with mediocre studies are often the ones who despise poor students the most.

Zhang Rilong found it interesting. Although he didn't drink, he felt drunk.

I heard that in Liben, drunkenness is a natural manifestation.

Soon, the restaurant became lively again, and a scuffle was inevitable.

(End of this chapter)