"Hello, can I ask for another skewer of fish?

The fish eggs you made are really delicious. They not only retain the Chaozhou flavor, but also have a lot of improvements in the sauce. I like it very much."

The person who spoke was a special guest.

In this era, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a slum. Most of the customers in front of the fish ball stall wear coarse cloth clothes, and many of them have patches. Even if they can keep their clothes clean, they are very well-known. Where can they have any sense of clothing?

Although the guest in front of him was only in his early twenties, he was wearing a gray wool suit and ironed trousers straight and shaved.

I wore a pair of round-toed black leather shoes. Although these leather shoes were very old, they were still as bright as new. Obviously, they often used shoe polish on time and took good care of them.

Standing among a group of coolies and water workers, the young man in suit stands out like a crane, and it is hard for people not to notice it.

He was also very polite. He did not call him Yudanzai, but called him. Obviously, in addition to his glamorous appearance, he was also a very well-educated person.

Zhou Wenqiang had a good impression of him, and smiled and gave him a bunch of fish balls and said, "Sir, I'm afraid you're not someone living nearby?"

How could someone like you come here? It’s not very stable nearby. Just leave quickly after eating the fish eggs..."

Nearby is the famous "City of Sin" Jiulong Village. The man in the suit looks like a rich man and is gentle. People like him are walking near the village. What is the difference between that and a fat sheep walking near the wolf's nest?

Zhou Wenqiang also kindly reminded him.

"It's okay. Actually, this suit and a pair of leather shoes are worth a little money. I bought it a few years ago. I'm also a poor person."

The young man in suit took the fish ball and laughed, with a strong Chaozhou accent in his voice: "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm a 'big head and good-looking'. Actually, I'm a salesman, and dressing well is also a respect for customers."

"Oh, so you're a salesman?"

At this time, the coolies who got up early had dispersed, and those from slightly better families would not get up so early. There were no more customers in front of the Yudan stall. Zhou Wenqiang looked at this young man in suit and was willing to chat with him for a few more words, and smiled and said, "I don't know what you are selling?"

This era is not without salesmen, but they are rarely seen. Salesmen with the awareness of young people in suits are even rarer. Zhou Wenqiang was successfully aroused by him.

"Oh, I'm selling plastic flowers. This is our selling picture album. If you like it, you can order some."

The man in the suit handed over a picture album with various plastic flowers on it. The workmanship was very good and almost real.

"Plastic flowers?"

Zhou Wenqiang's heart moved and looked up at the man in the suit.

A wide forehead, black and white eyes, a slightly longer face, and a pair of black-framed wide-brimmed glasses mounted on the bridge of the nose...

"Plastic flowers have become popular in Europe and the United States now. They can be placed at home to enjoy and improve the quality of the home, and there is no need to worry about them becoming insects.

It doesn’t take a lot of time and energy to manage it, but it’s still a new thing in Hong Kong. Our factory is the first company in Hong Kong to produce plastic flowers.”

The man in the suit said excitedly: "In fact, plastic flowers are not just placed at home. If you can place two bunches of plastic flowers on your fish egg stall, it will definitely improve the level and attract more customers.

Should I consider it?

Don't worry about rejecting me. I will come here to sell plastic flowers tomorrow. It's not too late for you to make a decision at that time."

"How many bouquets of flowers can I have at such a small fish egg stall?"

Zhou Wenqiang shook his head with a smile.

"Business is not big or small, and your fish eggs are so delicious, so you can definitely expand your business in the future. At that time, small businesses will become big businesses."

The man in the suit took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Zhou Wenqiang: "This is my business card, please take care of me."

If you think it's good, you can also help me introduce plastic flowers to nearby vendors. If it's done with you, I can give you a 10% commission..."

"Li Jiacheng!"

Looking at the business card in his hand, Zhou Wenqiang suddenly widened his eyes.

At the same time, I cursed in my heart, isn’t this the protagonist?

Li Jiacheng just ate eight skewers of fish eggs in a row, but the system still had no response?

However, this future old fox can be used.

If you use him, Zhou Wenqiang will not go against his conscience.

"My name is Li Jiacheng. Everyone is about the same age. You can call me Jiacheng. I'm going to work. See you tomorrow..."

Li Jiacheng waved his hand and was about to leave.

For him, time is money, and the delicious fish eggs have wasted too much of his time!

"Wait, I have something to ask you."

Zhou Wenqiang said: "The business card says you are the sales manager, which means that this factory is not yours?"

"oh?"

Li Jiacheng was stunned.

He has been gentle and polite since he was a child and treated people kindly. He just gave his business card out of politeness. In fact, he didn't expect that Zhou Wenqiang, a Yudanzi, could actually understand the words.

In fact, he was not wrong. Zhou Wenqiang from this world came from a poor family, so how could he have the opportunity to study and learn to read?

However, now "Zhou Wenqiang" has a serious high-tech graduation, and he is definitely an intellectual in Hong Kong Island in 1949.

Seeing that Zhou Wenqiang was actually a "cultural person", Li Jiacheng immediately felt a little more respect.

"Yes, I work in a hardware factory now. In fact, I saw that plastic flowers have market prospects, so I convinced the factory manager to start production. If plastic flowers are not sold well in the end, I am afraid I will be fired."

"Have courage!"

Zhou Wenqiang nodded, thought for a while and said, "Although I am just a fish ball, I still want to give you a word."

Li Jiacheng looked at Zhou Wenqiang and blinked: "Please say it."

"Since you are optimistic about the plastic flower market, you should believe in your own judgment. If you actually take such a good idea for others, don't you feel that you have a loss?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled slightly: "Have you ever thought about raising funds yourself and investing in a plastic flower factory?

I’ll give you a word, ‘Working is not well-developed’!”

This is obviously not just the movie world, otherwise Li Jiacheng, who was still in the entrepreneurial period, would not have appeared. Zhou Wenqiang had already realized that he had come to a Hong Kong comprehensive world where reality and film and television are integrated.

Next year, Li Jiacheng will make up his mind to use the money he saved and some of the funds he raised to open his own plastic factory.

And in just a few years, he made his first pot of gold, laying the foundation for becoming the richest Chinese in the future.

Zhou Wenqiang pointed out Li Jiacheng’s thoughts half a year in advance.

People have friends with wine and meat, gentlemen, and interests. Li Jiacheng is the latter. No matter how polite he is to you or respect you, he will eventually be implemented in the word "interest".

At this time, make friends with Li Jiacheng and give him some advice. When Zhou Wenqiang uses this old fox in the future, he will be at ease.

Li Jiacheng trembled and looked at the Yudanzi wearing a ragged cloth dress and patches stacked with patches.

I couldn't understand it in my mind, "Why can he see through my thoughts?"

This is impossible! I collected a lot of information and realized that plastic flowers have great potential. Why should this Yudanzai think that I should invest in plastic flowers factory by pursuing all my money?

Could this be God's will!

Is God going to help me make a decision by using this Yudanzi's mouth?

"Thank you, I will consider your proposal, but please help me keep this secret for the time being."

Li Jiacheng looked at Zhou Wenqiang deeply, and before leaving, he said: "I will definitely come to see you again before I make the final decision!"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Please go slowly, by the way, next time you meet, call me Aqiang."

After seeing off salesman Li Jiacheng, Zhou Wenqiang began to prepare for the next wave of upcoming diners.

“A Qiang?

It's really you, Aqiang!

When did you...when did you move to Dongtou Village?"
Chapter completed!