Who would still hang out in society after being reborn?

Bai Lu listened to Qin Jiang's firm tone and realized that the skills she had learned at a high price were temporarily useless. She could only nod and say, "I understand. I will pay taxes legally and reasonably!"

Qin Jiang looked at Zhu Zheng and said, "Black Dragon should set up a marketing and publicity department as soon as possible and integrate the water army team into it. In addition, let the construction department spend half of its manpower on the school beauty contest, and the remaining manpower recruit personnel from major art schools on Xueyuan Road to report various singing, dancing, iron flower... and other talents at the night market. It must be ensured that as long as the night market is open, there must be corresponding performances on the day, and they cannot be repeated."

Zhu Zheng nodded, "I understand!"

Qin Jiang said again, "This thing can also be combined with TV stations to appropriately organize rock and folk music competitions, award a Black Dragon Award, give some bonuses, and it is best to spread the reputation of the Black Dragon Award."

Zhu Zheng's eyes were bright.

Once the Black Dragon Night Market introduces these things, it will definitely make the night market a permanent topic, and a large number of students will come for love, friendship, or even to watch the fun.

At the same time, it can also promote the Black Dragon Black Gold Card again. Only when there are many large-scale concerts and the preciousness of the membership will be highlighted.

As for.

These costs are not much!

After all:

They don’t need to invite any stars or artists, just students studying art in college.

Those students usually have no place to perform and exercise. Now Black Dragon provides a stage for free and gives bonuses and awards, so the performance fee doesn’t cost much.

Maybe!

There are people who come to perform and exercise for free!

Qin Jiang: "The marketing department is in charge of Sun Yuan. Sun Yuan was in charge of the transportation department before, and Feng Er (Feng Lin) was in charge."

Feng Lin!

In the previous life, Qin Jiang’s team was a core member. He was versatile, decisive and measured, and very motivated. He was one of the few Black Dragon members who insisted on attending the top few majors in class. In this school’s three good students selection, Feng Lin did not rely on Qin Jiang’s face to be commended, but relied entirely on his own strength.

After.

Qin Jiang and Zhu Zheng continued to communicate about the future situation and development. Qin Jiang talked and Zhu Zheng listened!

49?

Yeah!

Already lying on the sofa and sleeping with eyes open!

...

With the selection of school beauties in Heilong Night Market and the promotion of performances, Heilong Night Market continued to be popular.

Although the turnover no longer continued to surge!

But it did not decrease as much as expected, and basically maintained at about 500,000 daily sales!

This...

Also created an extremely bleak situation in other night markets.

College students!

They would rather go far to see something new.

Tianhua Night Market and other night market owners never cared about becoming serious, shocked, and angry. Some vendors had gathered to make trouble and were ready to ask them to return the rent. The bosses could only keep shirking their responsibilities, but there was no other way but to gather together again to discuss.

Hotel!

Still the same bosses!

Liu Bo still sat in the corner, his face was not looking good. Not long ago, he vowed that the Black Dragon Night Market in Qinjiang would soon become deserted after being rampant. He never thought that the Black Dragon Night Market would not only not become deserted, but became more and more popular with time.

The owner of Tianhua Night Market cursed: "Damn it, where does he get so many new ideas? He also organized a school beauty contest and stage performances. He almost took away all the traffic?"

"Not so good! And his contract of not charging any stall fees and only charging 30% of the turnover is too cruel. I heard that the daily sales turnover is as high as 500,000 or 600,000, which means that the Black Dragon Night Market makes nearly 200,000 a day."

"He is almost making us bald. If it goes on like this, it won't work. Most of the students only recognize the Black Dragon Night Market. We might as well close down and stop working."

The more he talked, the more depressed he became.

Liu Bo: "Don't you have any solution? He can hold a school beauty contest, but you can't? He can perform, so can you..."

Tianhua boss: "It's easy to say, but where's the money? Where does the money come from? We only make a few dollars a year."

"Besides, even if we imitate, how many people we can really attract is still unknown, and the risk is too great, alas..."

How could Liu Bo not know that several bosses were indecisive and afraid of spending a lot of money to imitate without getting a reasonable return? Liu Bo looked down on such people, but several night markets were important channels for him to get money and he must not give them up: "There is no other way. Such a big night market for such a long time can't have some trouble."

Swish!

Several bosses looked at Liu Bo with contempt.

Liu Bo: ∑(O_O；)

What's going on?

What's the look in your eyes?

Do you think I'm a scumbag! Do you want to use some unpresentable means? What's the matter, why are you pretending to be a good person!

Tianhua boss shook his head: "We understand what you mean, and we have tried some methods, but Qin Jiang is too famous in Xueyuan Road, and no one dares to go against him."

"Qian He and his gang are now all killed by Qin Jiang.Drive him out of the university town."

"The current university town: Qin Jiang has everything under his control!"

He pointed at the bald boss on the left: "He found a gangster from the South District to cause trouble in Heilong a few days ago and was caught by the public security on the spot. He almost betrayed him, and his brother-in-law took the blame and went to jail!"

Liu Bo: (=ﾟДﾟ=)

He can do anything!

Is Qin Jiang so fierce?

He subconsciously thought of the first time he met Qin Jiang, which left a deep impression on him.

Finally.

Several night market bosses looked at Liu Bo, and one of them said: "Mr. Liu, you have a wide network of contacts among us, can you find someone to deal with Qin Jiang?"

"We really have no choice! If this continues, it doesn't matter if the night market fails, but I'm afraid it will affect you. "

Fuck!

Liu Bo's face turned ugly.

He found that these night market owners not only did not want to spend money to learn the Black Dragon Night Market, but even planned to let him work for free.

But could he refuse?

No!

After all, this was also his business. Only in the night market could he make money by connecting with that group of people.

He could complete the primitive accumulation earlier. As long as the primitive accumulation was enough, he could start his own business and become his own boss. He would never have to be bullied by anyone again.

"I'll go find someone first! "

Liu Bo stood up and left directly.

Behind.

Several bosses kept saying flattering words.

But when Liu Bo left, several bosses looked disdainful. In their eyes, Liu Bo was just a gigolo who had married a rich woman. As for him getting on the money laundering line, they really thought it was exclusive.

How could they not know who they were laundering money for after such a long time? The reason why they didn't kick Liu Bo out was for two reasons. First, they could negotiate more easily with a middleman, and they could let the middleman deal with anything directly. Second, they could let Liu Bo take the blame if the truth came out one day!

Outside.

Liu Bo just got in the car and took out the recorder from his arms and turned it off.

This was his habit: he would record any meal communication with these bosses. He had too much evidence in his hands over the years. No matter who dared to treat him as a discarded child, he would let them know what it meant to...Twelve sentences in the confession, every sentence had your name.

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