Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Then, under the leadership of Li Heping, a group of people came to the parking lot from the special airport passage.

At this time, there were more than a dozen black cars parked neatly in the parking lot, and there were even a few police cars outside!

In this era where bicycles are the main means of transportation, it is estimated that most people will rarely see such a display in their lifetime.

"Zhao Zhuo, I should have treated you to a meal to express my gratitude, but Mengshi's grandfather and mother are really waiting too anxiously at home."

Li Heping said apologetically.

Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly when he heard this:

"Uncle Li, you're welcome. Eating is a trivial matter. The most important thing is that you get together as a family as soon as possible."

Seeing that Zhao Zhuo was so reasonable, Li Heping was also grateful:

"Okay, when you have the opportunity to go to Yangcheng next time, I will definitely treat you to a meal.

The days are long, see you next time."

"Okay, see you next time."

After saying that, Li Heping led a group of bodyguards into the car first, leaving space specifically for Li Mengshi and Zhao Zhuo.

"Zhao Zhuo, you must go to Yangcheng if you have the chance! Otherwise, I will come to Fengtian to find you."

Li Mengshi said with sad eyes.

Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, I will definitely go to Yangcheng.

After all, there are many more opportunities in the southern market than in Fengtian."

After hearing Zhao Zhuo's words, Li Mengshi felt relieved.

After explaining a few more words, Zhao Zhuo smiled and said:

"Okay, hurry up and go home with your dad. If anything happens, we can contact you on the phone."

"Uh-huh."

Li Mengshi nodded, reluctantly turned around one step at a time, and finally got into the car.

Watching the fleet of black cars start slowly, Zhao Zhuo was a little dazed.

The experience of these two days was really magical, and it even makes Zhao Zhuo feel a little unreal to this day.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhuo shook his head vigorously.

The crisis in the Soviet Union, Li Mengshi's background, and the reason for his assassination... none of them have anything to do with Zhao Zhuo.

The most important thing for Zhao Zhuo right now is naturally the photo studio chain plan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhuo's eyes became firm again and he slowly walked outside.

Fengtian is where he really works hard now.

There, there are my parents, and... Zhang Yun!

…

It was already afternoon when we returned to Fengtian from Beijing.

Knowing that Zhao's father and mother must not have gotten off work yet, Zhao Zhuo did not go home, but went directly to the photo studio.

However, unlike the booming business that Zhao Zhuo expected, there were quite a few people gathered in front of the photo studio at this time, but they all seemed to be... watching the fun?

Zhao Zhuo walked forward and saw a young man in flashy clothes yelling loudly at the door of the store.

"Everyone, come and take a look. Zhuoyun Photo Studio's so-called low prices are all bragging!

I kindly took care of their business and came to take 300 photos, but they refused to take any of them!"

After hearing this, there was indeed a burst of discussion around:

"Good guy, if you don't do such a big business, what do you think Zhuo Yun Photo Studio is doing?"

"That's right, this doesn't sound like a serious business attitude."

"Hey, didn't you see that there are only two little girls running this photo studio now, and the boss doesn't even know where he is."

"Could it be that the photo studio is about to run out of business and the owner has run away?"

Pedestrians around were talking a lot, and for a while they were full of negative comments about Zhuo Yun Photo Studio.

When Zhao Zhuo heard these comments, he frowned slightly and did not understand the current situation.

Logically speaking, three hundred photos is a real big business, and Zhang Yun has no reason not to accept it.

But at this moment, listening to the young man yelling, a young girl on the side angrily stepped forward to stop her:

"Are you here to take care of our business? You are obviously here to cause trouble! Who can take 300 photos at a time?"

Listening to the girl's words, Zhao Zhuo guessed the girl's identity. She should be the classmate Zhang Yun hired as a shop assistant.

"Hey, don't worry about how many pictures I take. Why don't you just take them for me? It's not like I won't pay you!"

The young man said confidently.

It's okay if I don't say this, but when I say it, the girl becomes even more angry:

"We have long said that due to the resistance of our peers, our film prices are much higher now, and we have to lose several dollars every time we take a photo.

Therefore, although we have not increased the price for the sake of reputation, we also urge everyone not to take photos unless necessary for the time being.

And now that you have opened your mouth to make three hundred statements, isn't it clear that you are trying to ruin our business?"

After listening to the girl's words, Zhao Zhuo finally understood the whole story, and his expression suddenly became cold.

He didn't expect that just a few days after he left, his peers would already start vicious competition.

Needless to say, the man in front of me must have been brought in by his colleagues to cause trouble.

Sure enough, the man sneered and said:

"Then it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, you clearly marked the price, and I'm here to take photos.

As long as you don’t take pictures, you don’t want to do business well, so you should close down as soon as possible!”

After saying these words, his sinister intentions were fully exposed.

At this time, Zhang Yun also walked out of the store, frowning as she listened to the man's words, and was about to stand up and say something.

But when she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Zhao Zhuo, she took back what she was going to say and turned it into a faint smile.

She knew that if Zhao Zhuo came back, all problems would be solved.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhuo looked at Zhang Yun with the same smile.

Zhao Zhuo gave Zhang Yun a "calm down" look, and then slowly walked out of the crowd.

"How many photos did you just say you were going to take?"

Zhao Zhuo came to the man and asked calmly.

The sudden appearance of Zhao Zhuo made the man stunned:

"Who are you? Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

The man met Zhao Zhuo's eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition, so he asked in a cold tone.

"I am the owner of this photo studio. Do you think you have anything to do with me?"

Zhao Zhuo asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, the man suddenly choked up.

How could he have imagined that after he had been shouting in the crowd for a long time, the rightful owner would be right in front of him the whole time!

"You...you are the boss, so can you have the final say!"

The man thought nervously in his mind, thinking that there would be no loopholes in his plan, so he decided to act according to the plan.

When Zhao Zhuo heard this, he sneered and nodded:

"If I say it doesn't count, then no one can have the final say. Tell me, what photos do you want to take? Are they three hundred?"

Facing Zhao Zhuo's questioning again, the man had no choice but to shirk and nodded:

"That's right, the largest size photo, three hundred!"

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"Okay, ten yuan per picture, three hundred pictures totaling three thousand. Pay the money now and I will take the photo for you right now."