Rhapsody Reborn

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, the middle-aged man looked polite, Fang Yu didn't have a hard face, he took the cigarette and lit it, spit out a circle in his eyes, and then slowly spoke,

"Brother, you look so well dressed, why do you fall in love with my little car?"

The middle-aged man chuckled,

"What you said is really interesting, little brother. I use this for my company. The company is small and the BBA is too expensive so I can't afford it. How about we take a look at the car first?"

Fang Yu nodded,

"Okay, take a look. I have been driving this car myself since I bought it. I went to DG a while ago and I hardly use it on weekdays. It is well maintained."

The middle-aged man walked around the car, opened the hood and looked at it for a while, pulled on the seat belt, and then opened the seat and smelled it, probably because he was afraid that the car would be soaked in water.

"There is nothing wrong with this car. Is this watch a real watch?"

"It's hard to say. I bought the car second-hand, but it was very new. I estimate that even if it has been adjusted, it won't have more than 20,000 kilometers."

"Okay, I want it, little brother, please give me a price."

He exchanged glances with Zhao Bin behind him and smacked for a few seconds.

"I bought this car for 115,000 yuan. If you can give me cash, I will give it to you for 100,000 yuan."

The middle-aged man's brows were filled with joy and he nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, let's go to the transaction and transfer the account right now, and I'll transfer the money to you." After that, he and Fang Yu went to the exchange management office and spent four hundred yuan to handle the transfer. Then, they went to the bank and paid in front of

In front of him, he transferred 100,000 yuan into the account.

"Haha, my little brother's family seems to be well off. This is my business card. If there is a chance, I may be able to cooperate with your family." The middle-aged man handed over a business card with a smile.

Fang Yu took it and looked at it. The name on it was Zhang Biao, and the owner of a food processing factory was on his head.

"This is my business card." Fang Yu rummaged through his trouser pocket, found a crumpled business card and handed it over.

Zhang Biao took it with some surprise. There was only a phone number and name on the business card, which was obviously not very formal.

But he naturally thought that Fang Yu was just a college student, and he probably made the business card for fun, so he nodded immediately.

"Okay, I'll leave now, see you later."

After sending Zhang Biao away, Fang Yu waved his bank card with a lonely look on his face.

"Okay, now that we have money, let's quickly find the decoration team. Internet cafes can make money after all."

Zhao Bin nodded in agreement,

"I've already found it. You can enter the market today. All you need to do is prepare a deposit. By the way, aren't you selling the gold cup?"

"It's not like the Internet cafe has closed down. We will still have to deliver goods in the future. Jinbei can't be sold."

The two of them discussed for a while, then came out of the management office, called a taxi, and prepared to go back to the snack street.

As soon as he got in the car, his phone rang again. He quickly took it out of his pocket. Fortunately, it was Zhang Hao calling.

"Hey, Lao Fang, I have good news for you. We may be buying your reviews!" Zhang Hao's voice sounded extremely excited.

"Huh? Why?" Fang Yu was a little confused. In his impression, Dianping was a very big company. It started in 2009, and their capital injection was indispensable.

"It's bad management. Hongmu Group is interested in financing us. It's about 10 million yuan. This is the first round. Lao Fang, what do you think?"

In fact, this incident was purely caused by Fang Yu and others after they were reborn. The original Dianping did suffer from waterloo from 2005 to 2006. Fortunately, the Hongmu Group made a timely capital injection and was revived.

But now Fang Yu’s Are You Full has suddenly emerged, encroaching on everyone’s review market like locusts, not only trying to devour his share, but even squeezing them with no way out!

So the Redwood Group took a fancy to the potential of SourMe at a glance and was ready to inject capital. Zhang Hao came to discuss this with him.

"Hey, it's okay, but before financing, I need to bring two people to the company to change the share quota." He glanced at Zhao Bin in the row in front of him.

"Huh? Does anyone want to invest?"

"No, you will know when the time comes."

"Okay, it's okay. Anyway, the financing will be at least after the end of the year. Lao Kang said that he will distribute a wave of bonuses first, so that it will be more cost-effective when financing."

With Zhang Hao's words as a foundation, he felt a lot more at ease. He was finally developing normally when he was full. However, Fang Yu found it difficult to ask Zhang Hao for money. After hesitating for a long time, he still did not speak.

"By the way, Lao Fang, I remember you went to college in sy, right?"

"Um, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. Now we have branches all over the province. Only sy doesn't have one. No, we are coming to open a branch soon. You will have to give us some advice then." Zhang Hao said cheerfully.

Fang Yu was startled. He didn't expect Zhang Hao to take such big steps and expand his business to the whole province.

"Okay, no problem, but don't tell the branch that I'm here to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Okay, I understand. After all, you are the chairman." Zhang Hao hung up the phone with a smile.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Zhao Bin turned around with a smile.

"Why, did Zhang Hao give you money?"

"For the money I gave you, you can treat me to dinner tonight."

"Gan, why not Cheng Chen."

"Don't ask so many questions, I want beef for dinner!"

When the two got out of the taxi, the Internet cafe was empty, with only Cheng Chenyanhua and Lu Zhen surfing the Internet.

"Fang Yu, the decoration team is here and they are busy upstairs." Cheng Chen pointed to the upstairs.

"Well, that's good. Hey, why are stick sticks here?" He suddenly spotted Shi Jicheng in the corner.

"Hey~Cheng Chen said I can surf the Internet here." Shi Jicheng was a little uneasy.

"Oh, it's okay, you can play, I won't charge you." He had no intention of talking nonsense with Shi Jicheng. Anyway, it didn't matter if there was one more person or one less person.

Zhao Bin went to buy dinner, and Shi Jicheng also got a portion. Most of the food in the snack street was fried in gutter oil, and the dark fried rice noodles were off-putting.

"What about the beef?" Fang Yu glanced at Zhao Bin resentfully, but Zhao Bin turned a blind eye and took two mouthfuls of rice noodles.

"Fang Yu, are you there?" A girl's timid voice came from the door.

"Huh? Why are you here?" He poked his head out, and it turned out that it was Xia Churan and Li Jing who were here.

"Hehe, let's see if there is anyone who can help. Hey, the decoration team is here?" She found the paint bucket on the ground.

"Well, have you eaten yet? There's nothing else but fried rice noodles." Fang Yu pointed to the lunch box in his hand.

"Are you really miserable? Are you reduced to this?" Xia Churan still didn't believe that Fang Yu would be penniless. She went to DG with him before and ate and drank seafood hot pot all day long.

"Otherwise?" He curled his lips, took a mouthful of rice noodles into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it with a grimace.

"We have eaten early, Fang Yu, would you like to accompany me for a walk on the playground in the evening?"

"Well, okay, there's nothing going on these days anyway." He nodded, not because he had a better impression of Xia Churan, but because he was so worried that he could just walk away.