Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

Chapter 11

In order to prevent long nights and dreams, Ye Feng set the time to sign the contract at six o'clock in the evening, and the place was at a cafe near the university town.

A contract is needed now.

As for the contract issue, he planned to finish the two classes in the afternoon before solving it.

After all, it's just a standard contract, so it doesn't take much time.

But to be on the safe side, he decided to entrust a lawyer to help draft it.

Looking at the change on Fetion, thinking about the coffee tonight, Ye Feng felt a little sad.

It's going to eat dirt again this month.

...

Five o'clock in the afternoon, Blue Bird Cafe.

This is a mid-range cafe that fits the bill perfectly.

Ye Feng wore a new change of clothes, and finally cut his hair in front of the glass, and walked in.

There was still an hour before the agreed time, but in order to show his sincerity, he decided to wait here early.

However, he is not the only one who has the same thoughts.

Within half an hour, when Ye Feng raised his head again, he saw a familiar figure at the door of the cafe.

At this moment, Zhao Zhen was no longer as drunk as he was yesterday.

It's a suit and leather shoes, and the whole person is full of self-confidence. Just by being looked at, the idea of a hero among men arises.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to meet him.

Mr. Zhao, come here and sit down.

You are... President Ye?

Although Zhao Zhen met Ye Feng last night, he didn't remember his appearance. He was a little surprised when they met for the first time.

After all, Ye Feng's age seemed too young.

Just call me Ye Feng.

Ye Feng called the waiter over and asked, What coffee?

Just have a drink.

For coffee, Zhao Zhen didn't have too many requirements. What he was interested in at this time was not coffee, but Ye Feng.

Okay, waiter, two lattes.

Boss Ye.

Zhao Zhen thought about it and said, I see your age, it seems that you haven't graduated yet.

How come it suddenly occurred to me to open a hot pot restaurant?

The reason why he asked this was to make sure that Ye Feng was acting on a whim, just like a rich second generation playing tickets.

If it's just a whim... then even if it's about your own taste, you have to think about it.

Zhao is always worried.

Ye Feng smiled faintly: Indeed, I haven't graduated from university yet.

However, I am definitely not on a whim. On the contrary, I am very serious about Hedilao.

As he spoke, he picked up his portable notebook and handed it over.

It's not very clear on the phone, Mr. Zhao can take a closer look.

This notebook records all of Ye Feng's ideas for Hedilao, which is much more complete than yesterday and this morning.

Sir, your coffee.

Thanks.

As the minutes passed, Zhao Zhen kept looking down at the notebook in his hand, sometimes appearing to be in deep thought.

And Ye Feng's hand holding coffee tightened a little... even tighter.

Good writing.

Just when Ye Feng started to think wildly, a voice suddenly sounded from his ear.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhen's face.

The mood... seems to be good?

Zhao Zhen was really in a good mood right now, so much so that he picked up his coffee and drank two gulps.

Mr. Ye, you don't seem to have management experience, do you?

Putting down the cup, Zhao Zhen opened the notebook again.

When he saw the above content again, it was still hard to believe that this idea originated from a college student who had not yet graduated.

The idea is good, and the thinking is very clear, but many places are messy and unsystematic.

Zhao Zhen made an evaluation.

Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

Indeed, he has no management experience, and that's not what he's learned.

So in this notebook, he often writes whatever comes to mind.

It also benefited from the fact that he was a loyal customer of Haidilao in his previous life, and he had done research on it, and now he still has a lot of impressions, otherwise he would not be able to write even these.

I'll take this notebook back first.

Seeing that Ye Feng was a little confused, Zhao Zhen added with a smile: Take it back and sort it out.

No problem, take whatever you want!

Hearing this, Ye Feng patted his chest and expressed his complete agreement.

After all, Zhao Zhen is a high-level person. With him to sort out, his idea can be better turned into reality.

However, there is something I want to say up front.

Zhao Zhen knocked on the table and said, You should know that I resigned from Xinwei.

I can tell you the truth. Before I resigned, I had a very unpleasant fight with Xinwei's chairman, Li Xin.

As for Li Xin... How should I put it, from what I know of him, he is an exquisite egoist, and he is very petty.

Stingy?

Ye Feng noticed Zhao Zhen's last words keenly, his eyes flickered, and he fell into deep thought.

Looking at Ye Feng's appearance, Zhao Zhen felt a little nervous.

For Ye Feng and Zhao Zhen, whether to join Hedilao is actually a two-way choice.

Ye Feng needs Zhao Zhen, the gold medal store manager, and Zhao Zhen also needs Ye Feng to realize his strategic plan.

the most important is……

Gamble!

You can kick me away, but I must let you know that I am right!

Thinking about what happened to him in Xinwei, Zhao Zhen took a deep breath.

Hedilao is...very important to him!

Boss Ye, what are you thinking about?

I'm thinking. Ye Feng raised his head and met Zhao Zhen's eyes: Mr. Li is so narrow-minded... Will he act violently when he is angry?

Ye Feng has figured it out.

No matter whether Li Xin is so narrow-minded or not, Zhao Zhen must be obtained by himself.

If he gave up a gold medal store manager because he was afraid of being petty, what business would he do?

Moreover, no matter how narrow-minded Li Xin is, he wouldn't be so stupid as to beat him to death, would he?

As long as they don't die, they both run hot pot restaurants... so competition is inevitable.

Um?

As if he didn't expect Ye Feng to say that, Zhao Zhen was stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly: Hahahaha, I don't think so.

His laughter echoed in the cafe, and immediately attracted several dissatisfied eyes, but he didn't care.

Then, Mr. Zhao.

Ye Feng put the prepared contract on the table, Think about it?

Zhao Zhen took the contract and flipped through it.

Half an hour later, he put down the contract again.

At this time, he had already confirmed that there were no traps in this contract, and it was very clear, even the conditions that Ye Feng had promised before were written on it.

In the end, it's just the signing and... the salary.

About wages.

Zhao Zhen thought over and over again, and looked at Ye Feng again.

A college student who hasn't graduated, and the clothes are not luxurious, even if the family has some money, it is not a wealthy family.

Then when he comes out to start a business, the start-up capital given by his family will not be too much.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen said: The average store manager in the food industry has a monthly salary of about 1w-1w2. I...

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Feng stretch out his hand and made an eight.

8000?

Zhao Zhen frowned, eight thousand is a bit too little.

Although I am applying for the store manager now, I was a deputy general manager before.

No.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng shook his head.