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Chapter 30 Dinner with Zhao Shaokang 2
  "What do I think it is?" After hearing what Zhao Shaokang said, Song Xiaoran was not surprised at all, "Let's find a place and let's eat and talk."

The two of them came to a small butchered pork restaurant on the first floor of the dormitory area and found a table for two to sit down.

"Boss, let's order some blood sausage stewed with sauerkraut, and a big porridge." Song Xiaoran raised her head after ordering and asked, "I forgot to ask you, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

"Then boss, here are two bowls of rice."

"Huh? I said I had eaten."

"I know, both bowls are mine."

"..."

Seeing Song Xiaoran opposite, lowering his head to show off his rice, Zhao Shaokang suppressed his smile and couldn't help but said: "Is it so delicious?"

Song Xiaoran raised her thumb: "It smells so good! Fat Brother's craftsmanship is top-notch!"

"Hehehehe," the boss and chef nicknamed Fat Brother smiled honestly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing her eating so deliciously, Zhao Shaokang felt inexplicably happy for some reason. His mood returned to its previous calmness, and the restlessness he had felt in the past few days had disappeared.

He simply ordered a bottle of beer, took a cup, and drank while watching Song Xiaoran eat.

"Forehead……"

Song Xiaoran ate too quickly and suddenly choked. She grabbed the wine glass in front of Zhao Shaokang and drank it down.

Zhao Shaokang was stunned for a moment, smiled faintly, stood up, found another clean cup, poured a cup for Song Xiaoran, and poured a cup for himself to continue drinking.

Song Xiaoran finished half a bowl of rice, put down the rice bowl, took a sip of beer, and analyzed the business seriously:
  "Actually, it is completely unavoidable for other merchants to imitate our promotions. This is not just a bad thing. It can only be said that there are pros and cons. The cons must be that some of our customers have been robbed, and our income has decreased. , but the advantage is... Well, are you listening, why are you always looking at me, there is something on my face? "

Song Xiaoran wiped her face subconsciously, thinking that the rice and vegetables she showed off just now were stained on her face.

Zhao Shaokang, who was discovered, did not dodge his eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled cleanly and gently: "There is nothing. I am listening. You continue to talk. What are the advantages?"

Nothing, why are you always staring at me?
  Song Xiaoran couldn't help but give him a look, but found that the smile on Zhao Shaokang's face became even stronger, like a pool of water rippling with eyes.

Why is this man so shameless?

Song Xiaoran became a little shy instead, her face turned red and slightly warm.

Oops, I must have drank too much!

Song Xiaoran quickly put down the wine glass and coughed slightly to ease the embarrassment: "The advantage is that we can make the cake bigger together. From now on, people in the whole city will think of the Heping Road Night Market when buying clothes. In this way, although our business is far away from the peak It's a bit worse, but the durability has become stronger. After all, our biggest competitors now are actually large department stores. They have their own factories, stable supply of goods, the clothes they get are cheaper than us, and their reputation is bigger than us. We These stalls can only win by relying on small profits but quick turnover and service..."

"Huh? Are you here to talk about things? Why are you so absent-minded today?"

Zhao Shaokang responded: "Everything you said is right."

"...But the competition among our stalls must be kept within a healthy range. To put it simply, we can't engage in price wars. Our profits are already thin. If we keep engaging in promotions and price reductions in disguise to attract customers, everyone will definitely be ruined in the end. ."

Zhao Shaokang nodded and said: "I think so too. It's just not as thorough as you think. Yesterday, some nearby vendors started offering 7% off. If we follow suit, the profit will be even less."

Hum, finally back to normal, we can discuss the problem. Song Xiaoran said seriously: "Once the vicious competition starts, only the strongest will survive. We will definitely not be the ones who survive. So how are you going to solve it?"

Zhao Shaokang said: "Actually, I have made appointments with several shops and vendors today to have a meal together the day after tomorrow, that is, Sunday."

"Oh?"

"We will benefit from cooperation. I want to make an agreement with everyone to set a minimum promotion standard. In addition, I am thinking about whether we can unite some vendors to purchase goods. Because together we can make a large quantity, and it will be much cheaper for the factory to get the goods. "

Song Xiaoran looked at Zhao Shaokang with surprise and admiration in his eyes: "Wow, Zhao Shaokang, you are so powerful. You are going to destroy the trust?!"

"What is a trust?"

"Oh, it's an industrial alliance, where businesses join together to form chambers of commerce to monopolize the market."

"That's definitely not the case." Zhao Shaokang smiled lightly. He was very happy to be recognized by Song Xiaoran, "It's just that we all join the group to keep warm."

Song Xiaoran nodded and quickly told: "You must use legal means, you must not be violent, and you must not use violence to force others."

Zhao Shaokang's smile gradually disappeared, and he felt a little confused: "In your eyes, am I such a person?"

"Um, not really. It's just..." Song Xiaoran was embarrassed to say it. My brother said that you can be called a professional in fighting.

Zhao Shaokang tilted his head and organized his words, thinking about how to explain. He didn't want Song Xiaoran to misunderstand him at all:
  "I don't deny that I have used violence, and sometimes I may be a bit ruthless. But I never strike first, let alone bully others. I started doing things very early, and sometimes I can only rely on myself. You have to understand that some People just bully the weak and fear the strong, and it doesn't make sense for you to reason with these people. I will only become a bad person when I face evil people. Evil people still need to be punished by evil people."

Recalling the kicks he gave Song Qingfeng when he first came here, Song Xiaoran thought that Zhao Shaokang was right.

It's useless to reason with some people, call the police, and treat them coldly.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoran felt a little embarrassed. He raised his glass and said sincerely: "I didn't know you well before. What I just said was wrong. I apologize to you."

The smile on Zhao Shaokang's face returned and he also raised his wine glass.

Ding.

The two clinked glasses.

Zhao Shaokang put down his wine glass, pressed his hands on the table, and stared at Song Xiaoran with piercing eyes: "Xiaoran, now that you already know me, I have something to say."

"Ah?" Song Xiaoran put down her chopsticks and listened attentively.

"About our relationship..."

Song Xiaoran was a little panicked: "We are business partners!"

Zhao Shaokang shook his head.

Song Xiaoran became even more panicked, her voice became even lower, and she said as softly as a mosquito: "You are my brother's good brother and also my good friend. We, we are good friends."

Zhao Shaokang shook his head again.

[Has the timeline not changed? Did our parents arrange a blind date for us? ! The meal we had today was a blind date banquet. Reject him directly? He won't be injured again. But if you accept it directly, that’s too soon. We’ve only known each other for a few days! What to do, what to do...]

(End of this chapter)