Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

Not long after putting down the phone, Wen Wan'er came to Zhen Qiong's office, Song Qingfeng quickly got up, "Mr Wen, hello."

"Director Song, hello."

After responding to Song Qingfeng, Wen Wan'er turned her head and asked: "President Zhen, do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's like this..." Zhen Qiong told Wen Wan'er his plan again.

After listening to Mr. Zhen's words, Wen Wan'er asked, "Mr. Zhen, are you going to buy a shop in a street?"

Hearing the word "buy", Zhen Qiong's back was cold. Just now, he was only concerned about how to consume more trial funds, but forgot that the system still has fixed assets settlement.

If this is to buy a shop on a street, it might be another backstab when the settlement is made!

With a secret expression of rejoicing in his heart, Zhen Qiong slowly said: "No, just rent a shop in one street, but the lease period should be long enough."

If only renting for a few months, how much trial funds can be spent? It is best to rent one year as a unit and start in three or five years.

"I understand, Mr. Zhen, I will find out now." Wen Wan'er said, took out her mobile phone and started making a call.

Zhen Qiong was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa and waited while drinking tea. He knew that with Wen Wan'er's efficiency, he would certainly not let him wait too long.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, Wen Wan'er put away her mobile phone and said, "President Zhen, confirm that there is a street in Phoenix City that meets your requirements."

"Yeah. Don't worry, just drink a cup of tea." Zhen Qiong pointed to the brewed tea and said.

Wen Wan'er didn't just make one phone call, but one after another. After many inquiries and confirmations, she got the current answer.

Although Wen Wan'er hung up after saying a few words straightforwardly on every call, she would definitely feel thirsty.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhen." With Song Qingfeng, Wen Wan'er just smiled, keeping her majesty as the CEO well.

Song Qingfeng's expression on the side seemed calm, but he was crying inwardly.

If it weren't for this matter, he brought it, and now he wants to decisively flash people, not to disturb the two-person world of Mr. Zhen and Mr. Wen.

After drinking the tea in the cup, Wen Wan'er sat next to Zhen Qiong. She turned on the phone map and said, "President Zhen, please take a look. This street is called Qingniao Street. It is 500 meters long and 30 meters wide."

"There are shops on both sides of the street. It is conservatively estimated that there are as many as dozens of shops, but now these shops have been closed. The whole street looks very sluggish."

Through the real-life photos of the map, Zhen Qiong saw that although the Blue Bird Street was clean, the shops on both sides were closed.

The "Wangpu Sublease" paper pasted on it was either visibly faded or dilapidated after being exposed to the wind and the sun for a long time.

Even if you just look at the photos, you can feel the lifelessness of Blue Bird Street. This street is perfect for shooting horror movies or doomsday movies.

"How come there are no shops?" Zhen Qiong asked.

In his impression, a commercial street, even if the flow of people is average, but how many shops will survive.

But if all the shops on the street are closed down, people have to wonder if there is something unknown about this Blue Bird Street.

"President Zhen, it's like this..." Wen Wan'er said, pointing to an area next to Qingniao Street and said: "This is a closed amusement park."

"When the amusement park was still open, the shops on Blue Bird Street made most of the money for the tourists in the amusement park."

"But with the development of the times, this amusement park of the last era attracts fewer and fewer tourists, and in the end it cannot make ends meet and has to close its doors."

"Without the tourists in the amusement park, many shops on the Blue Bird Street can't sustain it. They shifted their positions. Although some wanted to support it, they failed in the end."

There is such a good thing!

When Zhen Qiong heard this, his eyes were bright, he thought, just renting a street of shops is enough, now it seems that this amusement park is also very promising!

But let's take down the Blue Bird Street first.

Although the Jade Bird Street is lifeless, as long as there are enough shops open and the roadside stalls of "The Lonely Foodie" are still available, I believe it will attract many diners.

In this way, the stall owners of the roadside stalls, at least do not have to worry about not having a business, they can still make a lot of money.

What he has to do is to reduce the rent, add some more operations, and raise the cost of operation.

The stall owners can make money, and he can consume the trial funds, which can be said to be a win-win thing.

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiong asked, "How much does it cost to rent all the shops in Qingniao Street?"

"President Zhen, I asked, because I couldn't find the next store for a long time, so the owner of the store on Blue Bird Street sold the store to the Phoenix City officials."

"I heard that the Phoenix City officials are thinking about how to revitalize this street. If we ask for it, I believe it won't cost much."

Hearing that he was about to deal with Phoenix City officials again, Zhen Qiong had an urge to hold his forehead, but in the end he resisted it.

Forget it, just deal with it! Can they still send the Blue Bird Street to this **** child?

"Okay. Go and ask, it's best to rent the Blue Bird Street at the official price set at the beginning, and this amusement park, is it also official?"

Hearing that Mr. Zhen was still interested in amusement parks, Wen Waner was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes. The amusement park is also official in Phoenix."

"Yeah... Then just ask! Tell the official, don't give us any discounts. The money that should be collected still has to be collected, or how to build Phoenix City better?"

Not only Wen Wan'er, but Song Qingfeng on the side, he awed in awe.

No matter how the Qiongshen develops, Zhen always has a heart to build his hometown, and he is still the one that does not ask for anything in return.

Considering Mr. Zhen’s current wealth, it’s not too easy to buy a luxury car. You can even buy a luxury mansion all over Longhuang Country like Ma Jieke.

But up to now, Mr. Zhen still lives in the apartment he rented when Qiongshen was founded, and even the cars he used to travel were bought under the name of the company.

And so far, the car has only been changed once. Compared with those capitalists who change luxury cars at every turn, Zhen always can be said to be diligent and thrifty.

However, Mr. Zhen has never been stingy when it comes to building a hometown, or other investments that are beneficial to the people's livelihood, or giving benefits to the employees and users of Qiongshen.

This is where they admire Mr. Zhen the most. If they are poor, they will take care of themselves, and if they are rich, they will benefit the world. It is the most suitable description for Mr. Zhen.

"Okay. Mr. Zhen, don't worry, I will take care of this matter." Wen Wan'er said confidently.

"Yeah. When the shops on Blue Bird Street are rented out, all shops will be initially repaired, and the decoration money will be spent by Qiong God."

"Also, Lao Song said that some roadside stall owners, because they are older and don't know how to manage a store, are also assisted by our Qiongshen."

"Of course, in addition to ability, these people must also be qualified in terms of morality. They must not bully the elderly or defraud them of their money."

"Because when the time comes, all the shops in Qingniao Street will sell food, so there will be a lot of garbage generated, and Qiongshen will also be responsible for hygiene."

"I remember that there are machines recently that can dispose of kitchen waste very well and maximize environmental protection. I bought a few and put them on Blue Bird Street."

"In terms of security, the Aegis security company will send people over. As long as they are stationed in Blue Bird Street, they can concentrate on making food and make money. All other trivial matters will be taken care of by our Qiongshen."

Hearing this, Song Qingfeng stood up suddenly, he slightly bent over and said, "Mr. Zhen, thank you for your help to everyone."

"No thanks, you will handle the affairs of Blue Bird Street."

Song Qingfeng, who was still grateful, suddenly became extremely surprised.