Big Data Cultivation

On the evening of the same day, Dou Jiahui left the finishing shop and ran to the Yunyuan Hotel to drink with Feng Jun.

People who walked with Feng Jun basically also knew that they were relatively new to Yang Yuxin's mother and daughter.

So he was n’t particularly out of touch, so the wine table said, “Tomorrow they are coming, do you want to talk?”

Laoguan is also a classmate of their two elementary schools. The relationship with Feng Jun is okay, but at that time they always like to bully Gazi. The two also fought for this. Lao wanted to find someone to engage in Feng Jun.

Now Lao Yun is also well mixed in Yunyuan. He has a relationship with a car management office. He has opened a driving school and is also known as a million net worth, but it should be counted as those coach cars.

"It's okay to see at first sight, and there's no need to say more. The different ways are not conspiracy," Feng Jun replied disapprovingly. "It's serious that you said to Gazi, Gazi now ... one can beat him three."

"It's all old friends, who still fights?" Dou Jiahui smiled. "Just come and join in the fun."

"Then you can arrange it," Feng Jun didn't want to say anything. Er Fat wanted to run this lamp store, and he must deal with all kinds of people in the society. Although he made most of the funds, he was a brother after all. Stall.

That night, Feng Jun took everyone to play the night view of Yunyuan. This city is not large, and the urban area has a population of more than 1 million. Everybody drove two cars and walked a few scenic spots.

At 9 o'clock the next morning, Dou Jiahui's lamp store officially opened.

According to the habit of Yunyuan, this opening ceremony should be placed after ten o'clock, but these days the weather is too hot, it is set at nine o'clock, today it is cloudy, but it is also very hot.

Since it was an opening ceremony, gongs and drums and firecrackers were everything. The crackle was lively for half an hour. The lamp shop played a "three-day discount" activity sign and began to enter.

The preferential activities have been sponsored by the manufacturer, but there is no discount sale, but a "buy and send" activity. This is the problem of the manufacturer's positioning of its own products, so it goes without saying.

Since the time was early, not many customers came in. Seriously, on the street of this lamp, employees or bosses of other stores have come to the door to inquire.

Feng Jun came to congratulate, but he did not prepare anything else. It was a flower basket. All the funds in the store were paid by him in advance. He also sent a large order in advance. If there was any serious gift, it would be a bit out of sight.

He is a flower basket, and everyone else is a flower basket. Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng Tuogazi each gave five thousand red envelopes.

There are also many others who send flower baskets, because the opening is relatively early, and when it is close to ten, some people have sent flower baskets one after another.

In fact, such a thing as opening business, just send the flower basket before noon, let outsiders see, you have such a strong popularity.

Among those who congratulated him, Feng Jun also recognized many acquaintances. He was no stranger to his classmates like Dou Jiahui and Dou Jiahui junior high school students in elementary school.

The old man who started the driving school came earlier, and gave two huge pots of money, which were greeted in advance.

In the lively atmosphere, time passed quickly, around ten o'clock, there were more than a dozen mixed-looking guys, knocking on a broken gong, and came to the door of the store with their hearts full of hearts.

There are two people behind them, at first glance are migrant workers, carrying a pot of not too small fortune tree.

The **** came into the door and put the fortune tree on the ground, and the big lala said, "I have brought you wealth, what about the boss?"

"Go around," Gazi stepped forward, "we don't need these ..."

"Forget it, the picture is good," Feng Jun just stood not far from the door, seeing the sound stopped Gazi, "What market?"

A squint glanced at Feng Jun, "Are you the boss?"

Feng Jun shook his head and answered directly, "I am not."

"No, Nima, what are you talking about?" Fool scolded him with a black face, and then shouted again, "What about the boss?"

Dou Jiahui hurried over when he heard the news. When he saw this scene, he was furious, "What's so special ... Blackmail is coming to me?"

"Boss, you say that, it's boring," the gangsters said with a smile. "We came here to congratulate you. You will have a root here to make a fortune, right? Lighting these things are also very precious of."

This is what the other party puts it: no matter how many cows you have, doing lighting business in this street, you have to listen to us.

This kind of thing is actually quite helpless, the Dou family is certainly not afraid of these gangsters, but there are only thousand days to be thieves, where can there be thousand days to prevent thieves? He will make you bad while you are not paying attention.

So if you are serious about doing business, in this case, you will spend a small amount of money to buy peace.

On Dou Jiahui's forehead, he started to stretch his muscles, and the Dou's violent bloodline showed signs of opening.

"What are you doing?" A cold hum came, but it was his dad, and Director Dou came over with his hands on his back.

Without saying a word, he scolded his son first, "They all talked about being rich and making money, and what kind of temper are you!"

Dou Jiahui pouted in disappointment and stopped talking.

Then Mr. Dou looked sideways, looked at the gang on the opposite side, and Shen Sheng asked, "How much do we have to pay for this rich tree?"

"I originally wanted to sell you five thousand," said the leading gangster. "Since we don't welcome our brothers so much, then fifty thousand."

Director Dou smiled, and his fat face could actually laugh rather sullenly, "Is it because we are bullying?"

"Then what do you think," the gangsters answered indifferently, they heard each other's accent, "In the city, can you make the Chaoyang people turn upside down?"

Director Dou was very angry. As mentioned before, Dou Jiahui, a dad, was actually a little confused, and he had nothing to worry about. After working for so many years, the deputy director of the police station seemed to have a dizzy eye, but in fact, the anger was on the top. Forgot everything.

Just now he also knew to educate his son, and now it happened, "My surname is Dou!"

"What about the surname Dou?" The gangsters laughed disapprovingly.

The Dou family is very famous in Chaoyang, but there are really few people in the Dou family who go to the society, at most it is arrogant in the county, and no one specializes in the city.

Some people in the Dou family once killed people in Yunyuan. The policeman who was killed was the one in the city. However, the city would not advertise that the Dou family in Chaoyang was extremely cruel, the case was broken, and the murderer fell to justice. This is over.

So in Yunyuan's gangsters, I know that the Chaoyang Dou family is not easy to provoke-for example, the gangsters from Chaoyang, but most of the gangsters will not pay attention to such a family.

Director Dou was even more angry when he saw this, and he was about to have an attack, so he heard Feng Jun saying, "Uncle Dou, I'm coming!"

Then, Feng Jun looked at the gangsters, and said in a calm voice, "Fifty thousand yuan, cheaper."

Just then, another person came over, "Five thousand, right, I will!"

It was n’t anyone else who spoke, but Yang Yuxin, who was thinking about Feng Jun. With the improvement of Gu Jiahui ’s body, her mood was brighter, and her daily life was regular. Not only did she look good, her speech and manners also had the past demeanor.

She opened her mouth lightly, and there was something extraordinary in the plain.

The fools were stunned when they saw it, and he said who this one was?

"Don't make trouble," Feng Jun glanced at her, and then looked at the gangsters, Shen Sheng said, "This is the day when my friend is overjoyed, and the lion's big mouth is boring, so, five thousand ... we invited this tree . "

The fools were a little surprised. Who is that extraordinary woman? Will he hit the iron plate at home? When he sees him, he starts to bargain again.

"Five thousand, you can't miss one point," the leading chap spoke proudly, then stepped forward and poked Feng Jun's chest fiercely, "Someone has to give it, who's crotch is broken, revealing you coming?"

"Big fat!" Dou Jiahui's eyes cracked, and he would rush up.

At this moment, Director Dou also reacted. He just patronized the rage and seizures and forgot this ballast.

He stretched out his hand and hugged his son deadly, shouting in his mouth, "Don't be impulsive, they are ground snakes, we can't afford it."

Director Dou, who calmed down, actually knew how to be a guilty man.

Yang Yuxin touched his mobile phone, looked at the gangsters, and said in a panic, "What are the name, account number and account opening bank."

"Online Banking?" The leading stunned froze for a moment, and then laughed, "beauty, add a WeChat, you can transfer the money directly to me."

"You're sick from paralysis," a small man next to him pushed, "cash, just cash."

Return to Nimajia WeChat? The transfer details are all evidence!

In fact, people of mixed society really only like cash, no matter which country they are from.

Yang Yuxin spoke lightly, "I didn't bring so much cash, I can only transfer money if I want to receive it."

The fools looked sideways at Director Dou, "Old man, open such a big store, let alone run out of cash."

In their feelings, this fat old man seems to have softened.

Director Dou deserves to be a mystery ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He nodded, "That line, I'll go ..."

"Where are you going?" Feng Jun was almost out of luck. How can you say it is also the deputy director of the police station? If you do this, you might be suspected of fishing.

He glanced at Lu Xiaoning, "Ga Zi, go get 50,000 yuan ... do you want a receipt?"

"Take a woolen receipt!" The sneers scoffed at these words. "Whoever sells the receipt for you? Still counting on the sale?"

They are arrogant and emboldened. To know that Dou Jiahui opened, more than two hundred people have been invited. There are still fifty or sixty people in the store. Most of them are young people, and a dozen of them dare. If there is trouble, how could there be no battle?

Not long afterwards, Ga Zi came carrying a black plastic bag, and muttered in a muffled voice, "Will ... little?"

The gangsters also know that there must be a camera in the shop. A gangster grabbed a plastic bag and glanced at the mouth of the bag, sneering, "If the number is wrong, we will come again."

As soon as the voice fell, Director Dou took out an ID from his pocket, shook it and shouted, "Police, don't move!"