Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

Zhao Beichen stood up and walked to the tea stall owner.

"Boss, I have something to say to you alone. Do you want to go to the side and explain it clearly?"

Seeing that he didn't look malicious, the tea stall owner glanced at Yan Ruyu and nodded hesitantly.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to say?"

"Come, let's go to your tea stall and have a good chat. Let's talk things out. Then you will be able to misunderstand less things and it will be more convenient for us."

"Row!"

As soon as Zhao Beichen took a step, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Yan Ruyu.

"Just wait for me here. No matter who comes, don't follow them. I'll be back soon."

Yan Ruyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded blankly, "Don't worry, Professor Zhao."

Zhao Beichen and the tea stall owner went to the corner of the tea stall opposite.

Zhao Beichen said, "Boss, I saw it when I came here just now. The business here should not be very good."

The tea stall owner was a little embarrassed by his straightforward words.

But for the sake of face, he said stiffly, "No? Our tea stall business is still very good! It's just that your arrival is a bit unlucky."

Zhao Beichen saw clearly, so he didn't expose it.

He continued, "Boss, you saw just now that I set up a stall opposite, but don't worry, I'm definitely not here to be a tea stall."

"then you......"

Before the boss could finish his words, Zhao Beichen quickly denied it, "No! I won't do anything to steal your business. I just want to sell our newspapers, that's all."

The boss was also a little confused when he heard this reason.

He frowned and asked in confusion, "You, you guys selling newspapers, why don't you go walk around on that street and come to the opposite side of my tea stall?"

"Is it possible that this tea stall of mine is some kind of Feng Shui treasure? You can sell a few oceans of tea just by being here?"

The man and the woman did hold newspapers in their hands. This reason can be believed for the time being.

It's just... How are you going to sell this crappy place? It's really impossible to sell out all the newspapers...

As long as it is a treasured Feng Shui place, do you still need to set up a tea stall here? !

Zhao Beichen immediately explained the reason for what he had just done.

"This is the kind of boss..."

After the tea stall owner learned the reason, he not only stopped stopping him, but even said excitedly, "Sir, just do what you said. If you and the lady are in need, you can come to our tea stall at any time. For tea!”

Zhao Beichen smiled and nodded.

When Zhao Beichen returned to Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu was also eager to know what they talked about and what their purpose was.

"Professor Zhao, what did you say to the tea stall owner?"

"Besides, if we don't sell newspapers, what are we doing in this half-baked stall?"

Zhao Beichen thought for a moment and decided to tell her so that she would not have to think about selling newspapers on the street.

He said softly, "Ruyu, the reason why I brought you here is to sell newspapers."

"Selling newspapers? Here? Here, it seems like no one will buy them..." Yan Ruyu frowned.

Zhao Beichen shook his head slowly and said mysteriously, "No, you can do it here!"

Under Yan Ruyu's puzzled gaze, Zhao Beichen continued, "Ruyu, you have also seen that when we sell newspapers on the street, they only look at the signer and simply think that the article is not good, so they don't even read it. look."

"So, I thought, since they won't look at it, why not let us attract them to look at it and buy it."

"And this half-baked stall is where I use it as a storyteller. When I tell stories here, as long as people passing by hear it and are interested, they will definitely sit down and listen."

"As long as they are willing to stop, we won't have to worry about no one reading this article."

Yan Ruyu did not agree on the spot, but instead raised a more important question.

"Professor Zhao, I, I have a question...that is..."

"What if those people who are interested don't leave and want to hear the whole story, but in the end they don't buy a single newspaper?"

After hearing this, Zhao Beichen was silent for a while. Yan Ruyu thought that it was him who said it, and the meaning expressed might not be right.

He quickly explained, "Professor Zhao, I don't have to earn this money, I just feel that being taken advantage of is a bit like being taken advantage of..."

[If there are people who only listen but don’t buy, what should they do? Drive them away? Or just let them listen? I always feel that this matter is not so reliable, what should I say to Professor Zhao. 】

[It’s not a good idea to veto Professor Zhao directly, but I really don’t want to be taken advantage of. 】

Zhao Beichen discovered that she was not that smart in some things.

She thought to herself that, sure enough, if she were not beside her but someone else, she wouldn't be able to do so many smart things.

Zhao Beichen smiled and shook his head.

"Ruyu, I really don't know whether to say that you are really stupid, or that you are slow to react."

"Don't you think about it, I will let them listen to the article in vain? I am not stupid."

"I have already thought about it. I will only read half of the first article. It is enough to arouse their interest in this article."

"As for the other content, of course they can only rely on them to buy the newspaper and read it at home. Moreover, in this way, we can sell it at a slightly higher price. After all, I am a storyteller now."

"Ruyu, now, do you still think you will be taken advantage of?"

With Zhao Beichen, Yan Ruyu would naturally not think that way.

I even admire Zhao Beichen's idea.

She looked at him with some admiration and said, "Professor Zhao, I first knew that you were an excellent professor. Now I have discovered that you are not only excellent in the field of knowledge, but also the methods you come up with are quite powerful!"

"Professor Zhao, if I have a girl I like in the future, wouldn't I be fooled by Professor Zhao's shrewdness?"

"However, a gentle person like Professor Zhao would not fool the girl he likes. I'm really sorry, Professor Zhao. I'm a little too worried."

Zhao Beichen stared at Yan Ruyu intently, with an emotion in his eyes that Yan Ruyu couldn't understand, but was very familiar with.

Yan Ruyu noticed it, but because the emotion was hidden so quickly, she didn't have time to take a closer look.

The smile on Zhao Beichen's face fell a little because...

Because what Yan Ruyu thought about was that she would like other girls.

This realization made Zhao Beichen very upset, and he couldn't help but wonder if he didn't do it clearly enough? !