When Bai Song heard this, he felt that something was interesting.
"If the girl is not good at running the business, then give the shop to someone who is good at running it."
"The person the Master said is good at business management is the Master himself?"
Bai Song smiled and was noncommittal.
The woman also smiled, but shook her head: "Young Master may be really good at running a business, but Donglai Restaurant is not easy to run. It's not that I don't trust you, it's just the surrounding conditions."
Bai Song was confused and asked: "Why did the girl say that?"
"The Shangyuan Restaurant across the street is so popular that it's hard for us to compete with it. Moreover, the boss behind it is an out-and-out villain. He is doing evil things overtly and covertly. The small shop could barely survive, but someone is secretly stumbling upon it.
That’s how we got to where we are now. I’m just a prostitute, and the young man looks like an outsider. We can’t defeat him even if we join forces.”
"From what I heard, girl, the reason why Donglai Restaurant cannot continue to operate is because of the mischief of its competitors?"
The woman was silent for a while, and a look of hatred gradually appeared on her face. She didn't want to admit it, but she still had to nod.
Bai Song was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's just right!"
When the woman heard this, she looked surprised and stared at Bai Song.
Bai Song quickly explained: "I also just came out of that black shop. My original intention was to talk to the storyteller about cooperation. I didn't want the cooperation to be successful and I was chased by a few evil slaves."
The woman looked up and looked at the bruise on Bai Song's forehead: "On the young master's forehead..."
Bai Song smiled bitterly: "Huh... I also neglected to take precautions. I didn't expect that a restaurant could be so rampant. When I came here today, I saw that this shop is opposite the Shangyuan Restaurant. The owner of that restaurant and I had a close relationship.
Since the girl’s shop is also unable to operate due to the black businessman Huo Huo, wouldn’t it be a good idea for us to join forces?”
The woman still hesitated, and when she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Bai Song again.
"I know that the girl mainly doesn't believe in my ability. Why don't we sign a betting agreement to eliminate the girl's worries?"
"Bet...agreement?" The woman looked confused, not knowing what the man was talking about.
"This gambling agreement is very simple. I promise a goal. If I fail to complete the goal in the agreement within the specified time, I will be punished. If you still can't understand it, the girl can simply understand it as a military order issued by a general in the army."
"Military order..." The woman nodded, seeming to understand a little.
"I can make a promise to the girl. Within three months, I can earn a thousand taels of silver for Donglai Restaurant. If I don't achieve this goal, I will make up for the difference in silver. As long as the girl is willing to cooperate with me,
There must be one thousand taels of silver as profit, how about that?"
"Earn a thousand taels in three months?" The woman thought it was a joke.
Not to mention our own restaurant, even the Shangyuan Restaurant across the street may not be able to do it.
But Bai Song didn't just talk, he had already taken out the pen and paper he carried with him and started writing seriously.
Bai Song was so serious, but it didn't look like he was joking. The woman's brows gradually wrinkled: "Sir, are you serious?"
Bai Song had already made a draft and pushed it in front of the woman: "Girl, what do you think of this?"
With that said, he took out two more ingots of silver.
"This is considered a deposit."
Then he showed the silver butt to the girl, explaining that there was no silver mark and it was clean silver.
The woman looked at Bai Song blankly, thinking that this was obviously a losing business, why was this man still so persistent?
"The young master is willing to bet a thousand taels of silver. If the bet wins, what will the little girl do?"
"If I am lucky enough to earn a thousand taels of silver within three months, then this thousand taels will be regarded as the principal of the shareholder coming to the restaurant. From now on, he will be regarded as a small shareholder of Donglai Restaurant, and the house deed will still be regarded as the girl's.
We’ll split the restaurant’s income 50-50.”
The woman has been running a restaurant for a year, and she is considered half a businessman. At first glance, she thinks this method is profitable. She can exchange an empty building for a thousand taels of silver, so why not do it?
However, Bai Song knew that he had taken an advantage. He could only advance 40 taels of silver and wrote a bad check. As a result, he got a two-floor restaurant. His own investment in buying the land alone cost two to three thousand taels of silver.
The woman was already moved and nodded: "Since the young master is so sincere, then it will be limited to three months."
Bai Song was overjoyed and filled in the drafted contract, and then asked the woman if she was suitable.
The woman looked at it and said, "Young Master has good handwriting."
After saying that, he dipped his ink into the contract and signed it.
Bai Song looked at the signature on the contract and whispered: "Dongfang Bai... No wonder it's called Donglai Restaurant."
The Dongfang girl stood up and bowed slightly: "I will leave this shop to the young master. The little girl still has something to do."
After saying that, he picked up the baggage he had packed earlier and took out a key from the baggage.
"Hey, Dongfang girl, where is the guy here?"
"Already dismissed."
"ah?"
"There is only one boy who loves to cause trouble, but he is willing to help the young master take care of some trivial matters."
As expected, there was only one empty building. Bai Song suddenly realized that he was a little too impulsive.
Now the words have been signed and the people have left, leaving an empty building for Bai Song, who has to take care of everything from raw materials to labor.
"Hiss..." Bai Song suddenly took a breath, "Don't I want to sell books? Why did I end up selling a restaurant?"
Thinking about it, Bai Song giggled for a while. After thinking about it again, he didn't know what was wrong.
But isn’t it easy to run a restaurant?
I don't expect this restaurant to make a lot of money, just open it here and slowly get sick of the opposite, whether it's the restaurant owner or the storyteller, I'll have fun in the future.
This empty restaurant has two floors, a counter with eight tables downstairs, and two private rooms and a platform with three tables upstairs.
There is a small courtyard, a kitchen and a utility room at the back.
Although the location here is good, the restaurant looks a bit old.
Bai Song walked around the building alone, locked the store door, and was about to leave from the backyard when he heard a bang from behind.
Bai Song had just experienced a random beating and was mentally tense. When he heard the sound, he immediately flashed and a stone rubbed his hair and fell into the empty space.
Then when he turned around, he saw a boy jumping down from the wall of the courtyard, holding a slingshot on his waist, and rushed over to give Bai Song a punch.
This kid looks familiar. He is about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is thin and looks like a showman with his fists.
Bai Song, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed his fist and twisted it.
The boy was in pain and was immediately caught by Bai Song.
"Who are you?!"
"Who are you?!"
The two said in unison.
Listening to the voice, Bai Song suddenly remembered the troublesome kid who was listening to the book opposite.
This boy has a very special voice, a bit sharp, and his words have a strong rhythm, which is somewhat similar to that of the storyteller.
So Bai Song remembered it as soon as he heard it, and at the same time he remembered what the waiter at the store opposite said.
They said that this kid came to the restaurant from the East and deliberately caused trouble.
In other words, this guy is the only clerk left in the store that the Oriental girl mentioned.
"You thief, who told you to close the store!" The boy struggled in Bai Song's hands and refused to relax at all.
Bai Song smiled: "Now this Donglai Restaurant is under my control, and I will close it whenever I want."
"Bah! You thief, let me go quickly, otherwise I'm going to report to the police."
"Miss Dongfang has sold this shop to me. It's useless even if you report it to the official."
"You're talking nonsense!" The boy struggled even harder, "Sister Bai will never sell the shop."
Bai Song didn't explain, and took out the contract signed by Dongfang Bai and put it in front of the boy: "Look carefully, this is the contract between me and Miss Dongfang. Now in this store, everything is subject to my orders."
This kid was illiterate and could only recognize Dongfang Bai's signature and inscription. He thought it was genuine and turned pale with fright.
In an instant, the boy struggled like a loach in a frying pan, frantically fighting for his life.
Bai Song was afraid of breaking the boy's hand, so he quickly let go.
The boy ran a few steps, turned back and stared at Bai Song fiercely, with tears rolling down his face: "Wait, wait until I ask Sister Bai to find out..."
Saying that, the boy was about to climb over the wall and leave.
Seeing that he was getting more and more excited, Bai Song simply said: "There's no need to go. Your sister Bai didn't sell the store to me. She and I just entered into a cooperation."
"Cooperation?" The boy looked at Bai Song suspiciously.
"I will use the restaurant as a trial operation for three months. If I can earn a thousand taels of silver within three months, even if I join the shareholder Fang Restaurant, the profits of this restaurant from now on will be split 50-50 between me and your sister Bai."
"real?"
"If you don't believe me, you can ask your sister Bai."
"This shop belongs to Sister Bai, why should I run it for you?"
"A good shop, would you like to see it close like this, or continue to operate it?"
"Of course we will continue to operate."
"When I came here, your sister Bai had already planned to close the store. If you don't leave it to me, the Donglai Restaurant will not be able to open. Are you willing to help me now, or will you continue to make trouble?"
"Can you allow Donglai Restaurant to continue to open?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, you can always give it a try. If I can drive it but not, you won't lose anything."
"Then...then why did you go to Shangyuan Restaurant? Why were you beaten by people from Shangyuan Restaurant?"
It’s not surprising that this kid knew that he went to Shangyuan Restaurant, but how did he know that he was beaten?
Bai Song was thinking about it, and when he saw the slingshot on his waist, he suddenly thought: "Are you the one who helped me out of trouble at Shangyuan Restaurant earlier?"
"Humph!" The boy snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.
"What's your name?"
"Wang Xiaohua."
"..."
"..."
The two looked at each other speechlessly, but their little faces turned a little red.
"Ahem..." Bai Song coughed dryly, "Are you the only one left in the building?"
"Um."
"Looks like we need to invite a few more guys."
"I can do everything in the store by myself."
"I heard that the shop was still able to operate because you were storytelling in the shop?"