Lu Shuhang put down the teacup in his hand, and his expression became more serious: "You must not underestimate this form of auction. Once you can't produce a decent auction item, it will make a big joke. In this event, the most taboo thing is to fail to sell."

"Auction items show not only your strength, status, ability, but also your interests, tastes, hobbies, and even interpersonal relationships."

"If the auction items are too bad, not only will no one pay the bill, but even friends who know you will not help on such occasions. After all, no one wants to embarrass people."

After hearing this, Li Siwen thought for a moment and said, "In other words, the more valuable the auction items you take out, the more recognized they will be."

"It's basically the case. Of course, someone will have to pay for you." Lu Shuhang took a deep breath: "He Yuan has a wide circle. He will definitely target you in this event, so you must come up with an object that everyone will like, otherwise no one will bid. After all, no one wants to offend He Yuan."

"Can't you just donate money?" Li Siwen frowned.

"Then I lost the meaning of this event." Lu Shuhang shook his head gently: "Absolutely not."

"How about that, brother, I'll take the things and you pay for it." Li Siwen said with a smile on his eyes.

"I am clean and penniless, so don't think of pulling me into the water." Lu Shuhang stood up with a smile: "I went to the event just to join in the fun. Donate, and you businessmen. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Seeing Lu Shuhang leave, Li Siwen could only smile helplessly and shout, "Brother, how can you not go?"

"Yes, anyway, no one except me would invite you." After Lu Shuhang said that, the person had disappeared.

"I am worthy of being the editor-in-chief, and my words are so vicious." Li Siwen muttered twice, got up and planned to leave, but was stopped by the waiter: "Sir, the tea money has not been paid yet."

"Didn't pay?" Li Siwen's cheeks twitched, and a string of solid periods appeared on his forehead.

8 o'clock in the evening

Li Siwen bought some fruits and packed two dishes to visit Xiaoni. Because she didn't get a taxi, she could only find a motorcycle.

The wind in December was as cold as a knife, making his brain hurt. Looking at the sparse snowflakes falling from the sky, he sighed unconsciously: "It's time to buy a car."

Recently, he has saved about 200,000 yuan in cash. Excluding a small part of the profit, it can be said that all of this money comes from credit from Jiang Cheng and others.

However, he was not panicked about the debt problem. The highest method for shopping malls was to use other people's money to make money.

"Little brother, what car do you want to buy? Phoenix or permanent?" The motorcycle driver turned around and asked loudly.

"Phoenix? Permanent?" Li Siwen was stunned.

"Yes, these two brands of bicycles are the best, they are resistant to manufacturing. If you want to buy them, I can find someone for you, which can be much cheaper." The motorcycle driver said again.

"This..." Li Siwen was a little embarrassed, but didn't say much, so he could only say thank you.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mr. Song was more excited when he saw Li Siwen than Zhou Wenjing, and placed newspapers on the bed.

"This is from Caozhou Evening News, this is from Caozhou Business News..." Mr. Song said, pushing reading glasses and said, "Tell me quickly, how do you plan to deal with it? As far as I know, Jinguo Food Factory is a giant in Caozhou! And as soon as you enter the industry, you will point your weakness."

Looking at the old man's spirit, Li Siwen showed curious eyes: "Old man, sometimes I think you should be a business person, but you can't see the desires of businessmen from you."

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me your plans." Old Master Song glared.

"What do you think is my weakness?" Li Siwen asked back.

"What do you make a fortune by making a fortune? What is your weakness? Hitting snakes and hitting seven inches is the tactic of Golden Fruit. At least now, they are very successful." Mr. Song said confidently.

Li Siwen smiled slightly, reached out to take out an apple and peeled it up: "He Yuan, the boss of Jinguo, has the same idea, and the bosses in Caozhou are the same. After all, everyone thinks that with Jinguo's fame and strength, I will quickly squeeze me out of the market."

"That's right, it's your sorrow to attract Jinguo's attention." Old Master Song said bluntly.

Li Siwen cut off a piece of the apple and handed it to the other party, and whispered: "Old man, what if I tell you that my weakness is not meatless ham?"

"What is that?" Old Master Song was slightly surprised.

Li Siwen looked at Zhou Wenjing and Xiaoni who were sitting at the head of the bed, and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Maybe they are the mother!"

Zhou Wenjing looked at Li Siwen in surprise, as if she didn't expect the other party to say such things. After a while, she turned her head aside, with tears in her eyes.

"You kid is really confident. You are still thinking about romance and love at this time." Mr. Song sighed quietly: "Even if it is me, I don't have the courage of you!"

This admiration was inspired by Mr. Song. Before he saw Li Siwen, he felt that the other party must be in a state of anxiety, but after seeing him, he completely subverted his thoughts. That calm attitude was definitely not pretending.

"Product competition, public opinion competition, price competition, market competition... I don't think you can get a little advantage. Don't tell me that confidence is your solution?"

"Old man, I not only have confidence, but also have the means to defeat Jinguo. Some of the processes are not clear, so I can only tell you to see the results."

It’s not that Li Siwen doesn’t want to say it, but because his layout is too deep, he will be endless for a while. Since he entered this industry, he has already thought about how to deal with the disruptor.

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news."

Li Siwen chatted with the old man for a while and then prepared to leave. At the gate of the hospital, Zhou Wenjing gently pulled his arm and said carelessly: "Don't be too tired."

"Don't worry, you take good care of yourself. There is one more thing. Go to rent a house nearby tomorrow and choose a better one." Li Siwen explained after saying that, "The tube building has expired. It is estimated that Zhao Jian will ask me to collect the house in a few days. We have to find a place to settle down first and wait until we make enough money before buying a house."

"Okay." Zhou Wenjing nodded.

"Then I'll leave first." After Li Siwen said that, he lowered his head and kissed Zhou Wenjing on the side face, and then took a taxi and left.

A flash of blush flashed across Zhou Wenjing's face, and she bit her lips and stood there for five or six minutes before turning around and walking into the hospital.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the darkness reflected the dim light of street lights, covering the past and indicating rebirth. Li Siwen sat in a taxi and forged forward in the heavy snow.
Chapter completed!