Rebirth of the Routine King

That night, Song Zhiwen failed to keep her promise after all. After falling asleep, she unconsciously leaned over.

Finally, he lay in Wang Yan's arms as he wished.

As a result, he didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear that the little girl would turn over and roll to the injured arm.

At dawn, Song Zhiwen woke up, but instead of getting out of bed, she lay on Wang Yan's chest and secretly pretended to sleep.

She knew that if she opened her mouth to say a word, Wang Yan would definitely kick her out of bed.

At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open hastily, and Qi Ming walked in with an anxious and worried look on his face.

"Wang Yan, why didn't you tell me that such a big thing happened?" Qi Ming's concerned tone was laced with a hint of resentment.

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "It happened too quickly. Not to mention you, even Uncle Song knew about it afterwards."

"It was only after I heard the news about Xu Chongshan's downfall that I called my brother-in-law for confirmation. Only then did I know the news about your accident..."

Qi Ming only complained a few words. Even if he told him at the time, it would be of no use. After all, Xu Chongshan is one of the few high mountains in the mall. If he wanted to move him, very few people could do it.

With that said, he changed the subject: "How is your arm? I heard from my brother-in-law that your ribs are also injured?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhiwen jumped out of the quilt and looked at Wang Yan with wide eyes: "Your chest is also injured?"

Wang Yan said angrily: "You just know it! You pressed me all night and caused me pain all night."

When Qi Ming first came in, he noticed something was wrong with Wang Yan's bed. It was bulging as if a fat man weighing three hundred pounds had been lying on it. He didn't realize it until he saw a pair of women's white shoes on the floor.

However, he also knew that his niece was thin-skinned, so he did not make any jokes at the moment, and was ready to leave after saying a few words to Wang Yan.

Unexpectedly, she just said that Wang Yan's ribs were injured, and she got up on her own.

At that moment, he was wondering, you have been here to accompany him all night, don't you know where he was injured? You actually slept on his chest all night!

Seeing that his niece was about to cry, Qi Ming immediately comforted him: "Wenwen, Wang Yan's rib injury is not serious. If he was really in pain, he would definitely call you up..."

Hearing what her uncle said, Song Zhiwen felt ashamed and regretful, and quickly got off the bed and ran to the bathroom to wash her face.

Wang Yan continued the previous topic: "There are cracks in two ribs. It's not a big problem. It will take some time to recover."

Qi Ming nodded: "Your milk tea shop is gone too?"

Wang Yan smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Hmph! Xu Chongshan did a great job! It's fine now, retribution has finally come!"

Seeing Qi Ming's angry face, Wang Yan guessed that Song Weimin had not told him the real reason for Xu Chongshan's downfall.

He immediately echoed: "As long as he does something that is unworthy of the people, sooner or later he will be sent to the trial stand, and he will not be able to escape."

After Song Zhiwen washed her face, Wang Yan asked her to go to the shop opposite the hospital to buy two toothbrushes and breakfast, while he chatted with Qi Ming.

"What are you going to do next? In fact, opening a milk tea shop outside a university is also very promising."

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head, briefly describing his focus on developing instant milk tea.

Qi Ming knew about this. When he went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to handle company affairs, he accompanied him there himself.

Seeing that Wang Yan still had not given up on his dream of starting a business, Qi Ming was relieved and stopped asking.

He still has great confidence in Wang Yan, knowing that his thinking is extremely flexible and his business vision is extremely ruthless... Well... the land on the outskirts of the city does not count.

Until now, he still hasn't figured out why, with Wang Yan's forward-thinking business vision, he fell in love with that barren land?

I spent several million in exchange for a certificate, and I don’t know when I will get my money back.

Wang Yan changed the subject and asked: "Uncle Qi, I need your help with something..."

Qi Ming sat up straight: "Say."

"I want to buy a house."

Qi Ming was happy to accept Wang Yan's idea. He was really afraid that Wang Yan would invent something similar to suburban land again.

Besides, he is now friends with Wenwen and will probably get married and start a family in the future. It is indispensable for him to have his own house in the mall.

"What kind of thing do you want to buy? As long as you can tell me, Uncle Qi can find it for you!"

The idea of ​​buying a house came up last year, but Wang Yan never saved any money. After getting the 10 million from the album, he started to work on the land in the suburbs again. When he finished, it was the Chinese New Year.

Yesterday, I heard that Liu Jianan and others rented a suite in the mall, so I came up with the idea of ​​buying a house.

As the saying goes, leave professional things to professionals. Qi Ming's arrival immediately put the idea of ​​buying a house on his agenda.

He is a house builder himself, plus the three religions

Jiuliu knows everything, so don’t worry too much if you leave the house purchase to him!

I heard him say: "The location is not very important. It doesn't matter if you are in the city or not. The area must be large! There must be many guest rooms and there must be a separate dining room..."

Wang Yan likes to be lively and likes to have a lot of friends gather together at night to eat, drink and brag. If he drinks too much and sleeps at home, he must have plenty of room, right?

Therefore, he picked up a few important details and told them.

Qi Ming laughed after hearing this: "Then why not buy a villa? All requirements are met."

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, yes!

I have such a strong ability to make money, why can’t I learn to spend money?

Then I discussed the details of the villa with Qi Ming...

.....

After a while, Song Zhiwen came back carrying food.

Qi Ming was not polite and had breakfast with Wang Yan.

Just after eating, the ward door opened again, and Zhang Chao walked in carrying several boxes of gifts.

Seeing this, Qi Ming did not stay long, said hello to Wang Yan and left immediately.

"Wang Yan, are you feeling better?"

Wang Yan's ears are ringing with similar words. It's been a hundred days since he was injured! It's only been a few days, can I get better so quickly?

But he also knew that this was etiquette, so he nodded politely: "It's much better. I think I'll be able to move freely in another hundred days."

Zhang Chao was startled, and then said angrily: "It took a hundred days for a broken leg to grow back, and you still have to say that!"

Wang Yan stopped joking and said seriously: "Have you come in with all the milk tea ingredients I mentioned?"

Zhang Chao nodded: "I've already purchased a batch, so I don't dare to buy too much. After you finalize the authentic products, I will spread the goods on a large scale."

Wang Yan did not continue the topic and asked about the progress of his chain business...

Song Zhiwen couldn't get in the middle of these conversations, and she couldn't understand them either. She only knew that Wang Yan wanted to develop a milk tea that could be drunk with hot water.

Originally there was still class today, but she asked the instructor for leave under the pretext of taking care of Wang Yan.

.....

Wang Yan and Zhang Chao chatted until Lin Zhengyang and his wife arrived.

After Wang Yan's introduction, Zhang Chao had already communicated with the couple several times about the raw material ratio of instant milk tea, and immediately stood up and said hello.

After a few more pleasantries, he said goodbye to Wang Yan and others.

"Wang Yan, are you feeling better?" Lin Zhengyang asked with concern.

Facing the elders, Wang Yan did not dare to be so willful, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Much better than yesterday."

After the opening remarks, the discussion began.

During this period of time, the inventory in Lin Zhengyang's factory had been sold out at half price. Wu Min also inspected several related food factories. After returning to the mall, the couple immediately took action. They first resold the original equipment in the factory at low prices, and then went on a rampage.

Purchase relevant equipment.

Lin Zhengyang originally planned to repay Wang Yan's two million first, but the cost of purchasing equipment exceeded his advance payment. In addition, Wang Yan was not in a hurry to use the money, so he spent it on the research and development of dry milk tea.

Although Wang Yan does not understand manufacturing, he relies on his memories from his previous life to act as a consultant to the R&D department, responsible for controlling the final taste of instant milk tea.

It was already at the last moment of mass production, but unexpectedly, due to incidents such as the milk tea shop being shut down and Song Zhiwen being drugged, the production was delayed for several days.

As soon as they learned that Wang Yan had regained his freedom, the couple came to visit and also brought several cups of milk tea after mass production to let Wang Yan make the final decision.

.....

After brewing, Wang Yan took a sip. After tasting it carefully, he handed the milk tea to Song Zhiwen and said with a smile: "How about trying it? Tell me what you think."

Song Zhiwen happily took the milk tea, took a sip, her eyes sparkled, and she immediately expressed her opinion: "Wang Yan, it's really delicious!"

Wang Yan immediately gave up the idea of ​​getting an evaluation from her mouth. For a top foodie, food can only be interpreted in two ways: good or bad.

If she wanted to hear a detailed review, she probably wouldn't be able to organize precise language with her half-knowledge.

Wang Yan immediately said: "The taste is too sweet. I want the taste to be mellow in the mouth and leave a sweet taste in the mouth after entering the stomach. This problem should be caused by the ratio of tea powder and milk powder. We will study it after we go back."

Fan."

"Also, after the powder packet was torn open, there was dust rising up. I went back to improve the dust particles. The pearls were okay. They were smooth and elastic when chewed. As for the red beans, I need to think about it again and try to improve the taste.

To the best!”

Seeing Wang Yan talking about so many areas for improvement at once, Lin Zhengyang looked embarrassed for a moment. He was really scared of Wang Yan's attitude towards excellence. Since the production line was assembled, he has been debugging the taste of milk tea. The staff in the R&D department almost

Two shifts running non-stop

, I thought I would get Wang Yan’s nod of approval this time, but I didn’t expect that he would still find so many problems.

Although I wanted to argue a few words, I remembered that he was the boss of Party A, so I had no choice but to nod and say: "Okay! I'll go back and debug it again."

Wang Yan also saw Lin Zhengyang's unwillingness, and immediately said with a smile: "Uncle Lin, don't blame me for being too harsh. Not only did I bet all my wealth on this milk tea, but you were also involved. If it goes on the market,

The mixed reputation can easily affect subsequent shipments, so we would rather put more effort into front-end research and development than let dismal sales drive us to improve."

Lin Zhengyang still strongly agreed with Wang Yan's words, but there was one thing he didn't understand. This was obviously a product that had never appeared on the market. Why was Wang Yan so obsessed with the taste?

It seems as if the milk tea made according to his requirements will be a great success.

You must know that any new product will not become popular in a short period of time. Even Master Kong, which has the highest national recognition, went through a transition period at the beginning.

Why is he so confident?

It’s like I’ve witnessed this type of product explode with my own eyes.

Wang Yan has naturally witnessed it with his own eyes, but this is his biggest secret, and he would never tell it even if he were killed.

After the friendly communication on the milk tea issue, Wang Yan turned to the next question: "Uncle Lin, when you go back, we will lay out the labor costs of making milk tea in detail. After the milk tea is finally produced, we will also enter into a cooperative relationship."

Lin Zhengyang also nodded: "I was about to tell you about this. In addition to the main raw materials supplied by Zhang Chao, I also handled the purchase of outer packaging and some small items, plus the production

I will make a detailed document when I get back, and I will show it to you after it is ready."

The current tea-making model is: Zhang Chao is responsible for the main raw materials, Lin Zhengyang is responsible for scattered items, such as milk tea cups, straws, packaging boxes, etc., plus production labor costs, and finally Wang Yan is responsible for receiving and selling.

It can be seen from this that the biggest profit lies in Zhang Chao's raw materials. Although Lin Zhengyang does the most, his profit is the weakest, and he also bears the greatest risk of quality problems.

All three parties are well aware of this.

.....

After talking about the business, Wang Yan chatted with Lin Zhengyang for a while about the factory situation, while Wu Min took Song Zhiwen and whispered among women.

It was almost time, and Lin Zhengyang and Wu Minyi stood up to say goodbye.

Wang Yan said something meaningful casually: "Uncle Lin, when the milk tea production process is on track, you should also pay attention to the relevant procurement channels for raw materials. I will be most assured when this big piece of meat is in your hands."

Lin Zhengyang's face froze, and then his eyes sparkled. He nodded deeply towards Wang Yan and walked out of the ward with his wife Wu Min.

There is no need to explain some words thoroughly, it is enough to extract the relevant meaning.

Song Zhiwen asked Wang Yan in confusion: "Wang Yan, didn't you hand over the raw material procurement to Zhang Chao? Why did you suddenly give it to Uncle Lin again?"

Wang Yan smiled: "Uncle Lin's factory is now in full swing. Even if I hand over the raw materials to him, he won't have the energy to eat the meat. And business cannot be confused with friendship. When Uncle Lin gets on the right track,

In the end, he will definitely not be able to meet the profit of the processing fee. At that time, he will definitely force me to hand over the purchasing power of raw materials to him. In order to avoid this situation from happening, I told him this attitude in advance.

Let him temporarily focus on producing milk tea."

Song Zhiwen understood, but she still didn't believe it and asked: "Uncle Lin has such a good relationship with you, how could he threaten you?"

Wang Yan scratched her nose and sighed: "What a grudge against each other! Friendship cannot be achieved at the business level, not to mention that there are so many workers under him who need to eat, and he wants to go to higher places.

It’s also reasonable.”

Song Zhiwen stuck out her tongue, as if she didn't expect there to be so many twists and turns in the business world.

Then she asked: "Then why don't you set up a factory yourself? In this case, wouldn't you be able to take everything into your own hands?"

Wang Yan said angrily: "Sister! I'm still a fucking college student! Last year, I was still preparing for the college entrance examination. To be able to reach this level of business in such a short time is like riding a rocket! What else do you want?

What do you want me to do?"

Song Zhiwen said coquettishly: "Actually, I don't think you need to be so tired, as long as you make enough money to spend!"

Wang Yan found a comfortable position to lie down and sighed: "You don't understand these yet, but I will stop. By then, I will take you to play around the world every day and eat all the places."

gourmet food."

Song Zhiwen looked surprised: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Wang Yan said this, but secretly said in his heart: It's true, but I don't know how many to take with you.

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