HCB Chapter 91 I Will Take Action
Chapter 91 I Will Take Action
From Song Dajiang's tone, it was clear that he was very satisfied with his performance.
It was as if he was showing off in front of Jiang Cheng, and his eyes revealed an ambition to conquer the world.
Indeed, he learned this method from Jiang Cheng, but he surpassed his teacher and could completely suppress Jiang Cheng.
He had just observed the area and overheard the discussions among the citizens, all of whom spoke highly of Jiale.
Jiang Cheng simply smiled faintly.
Song Dajiang frowned: "What, does Xiao Jiang think my plan is no good and can't take away your traffic?"
“No,” Jiang Cheng said, “Of course you can take it. You can buy it for less than me, and you can exchange it for things that everyone needs. All I have are leather shoes and a Nick wallet that’s not really necessary. Even if I make different styles of leather shoes, I can’t do what you do and give people what they want. You have such a large customer base.”
"Aren't you nervous?" Song Dajiang narrowed his eyes; Jiang Cheng's reaction was different from what he had expected.
Jiang Cheng said, "I'm not nervous. I'll be going to university soon. I'll do whatever I can, and if I can't, there's nothing I can do."
When Jiang Cheng mentioned going to university, Shen Youqing behind him glanced at him with a flicker of her eyes.
Song Dajiang took a breath, paused for a moment, and said, "Xiao Jiang, I didn't come here today to talk about these things."
Mr. Jiang has become Little Jiang.
Song Dajiang continued, "To be honest, I learned the blind box business from you, but I can't put my heart into it. I still hope to find a suitable person to handle this. Jiale's doors are always open for you. As long as you come, you can use all the resources of my mall and my supply chain. How about it?"
Jiang Cheng looked at Song Dajiang, shook his head, and said with a faint smile, "I am grateful for your high regard, Mr. Song, but let's not talk about this matter. I have already signed a contract with Yonghui, and I have no intention of going there myself."
Song Dajiang stared intently at Jiang Cheng, finally sighed, and said, "Alright then, I wish Mr. Jiang all the best for the future. We'll take our leave now. I'll be heading to Shanghai tonight. I hope we can meet again next time."
Song Dajiang knew that Jiang Cheng was determined not to go to his place.
He really wanted Jiangcheng.
For no other reason than Jiang Cheng's idea, which represents a new way of thinking, and Jiang Cheng actually succeeded in making it work.
If such a talent is in his hands and has his resources to support him, his abilities will only be amplified infinitely. Perhaps in a moment of unexpectedness, he will be able to unleash a feat that will shock the times!
but....
Song Dajiang was about to leave, but he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Jiang's eyes tell me that you're not giving up and letting others do whatever they want. You don't seem to think I'm a threat to you."
It's too stable, so stable that even Song Dajiang is afraid.
This is not the behavior of an eighteen-year-old.
But Jiang Cheng simply said, "President Song, let things play out for a while. If you really want my advice, I suggest you stop dealing with the blind box business and think about other ideas, think about the next era of e-commerce."
Song Dajiang narrowed his eyes, then said, "Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
At that moment, Song Dajiang was genuinely unhappy, extremely unhappy!
He was looked down upon by Jiang Cheng!
Of course, he wasn't so impulsive as to accept being looked down upon, but the problem was that Jiang Cheng didn't even tell him why he was being looked down upon, and just told him to stay away from blind boxes.
What's the difference between this and telling him to get lost?
Jiang Cheng watched Song Dajiang's retreating figure, sighed, and shook his head. It was no wonder that such a large shopping mall as Jiale, although not as big as Yonghui, still held a pivotal position in the current retail industry, had not heard of Song Dajiang for many years.
Now Jiangcheng knows why.
Song Dajiang is capable of drawing a tiger by imitation, but he can only draw the skin and not the bones.
"Why aren't you worried at all? His price is cheaper than yours, and he can exchange it for more things."
Jiang Cheng shook his head. "We'll have the results in a few days."
……
After checking out the bill online, Li Minghao sat on the floor, panting, having finished tallying the data.
"I'm exhausted."
“I’m fine with being tired, but I’m worried about the business downturn. Jiale is clearly targeting us,” Zheng Junjie said, leaning against the side.
Jiang Cheng said, "Let's not talk about Jia Le anymore. He'll die on his own in a couple of days."
Zheng Junjie and Li Minghao didn't dare to ask any more questions, as Jiang Cheng had already told them that they had a bad attitude.
After the accounts were tallied, they were handed over to Su Qingrou.
At this moment, Su Qingrou was also in Shen Youqing's office, sitting on the sofa.
A pair of legs clad in flesh-colored stockings were crossed together. Su Qingrou was shocked when she saw Li Minghao and the others counting money.
A small stall, with a daily turnover of over 20,000?
What's the point of opening an internet cafe like this?
Seeing her expression, Jiang Cheng asked, "What's wrong? Do you think this is a lot of money?"
Su Qingrou: "Not many?"
Li Minghao laughed and said, "This is nothing. A few days ago, our highest daily turnover was 120,000."
"120,000?!"
Looking at the numbers in my hand, it was less than 30,000.
The mature older sister, Su Qingrou, was completely dumbfounded!
She finally understood why Li Minghao and his team looked unhappy and unenthusiastic even though they only made over 20,000 yuan in revenue in a single day.
If it were her, she'd be anxious too!
But looking at Jiangcheng, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
It was quite late when I handed the data to Su Qingrou.
Since it was Su Qingrou's first day at work, Jiang Cheng said, "You can go back now, let's go together."
"Okay." Su Qingrou nodded and said, "I'll register these data when I come tomorrow," and then she stood up.
The way she got up, that feminine grace, is something that young girls can't learn.
Shen Youqing sat behind her desk, watching Su Qingrou walk towards the door, and Jiang Cheng followed her.
"Wait a minute," Shen Youqing suddenly said.
"Ok?"
Jiang Cheng and Su Qingrou both turned around.
Shen Youqing paused for a moment, rolled her big eyes, looked away, and said, "You go back first, I have something to say to Jiang Cheng."
"Okay, I'll be going now." Su Qingrou left without asking Jiang Cheng.
"I..."
Li Minghao and Zheng Junjie looked at each other.
"It's late, we should go home."
The two stood up and ran away as fast as they could.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng walked back, leaned against the desk, raised his hand, and gently rubbed his thumb and the other four fingers. "Does your foot still hurt?"
"No, that's not true." Shen Youqing rolled her eyes at Jiang Cheng.
Then he leaned forward, rested his chin on his hand, looked up slightly at Jiang Cheng, and said, "I'm going back to Shanghai in a few days, so I probably won't be coming here again."