God of Rebirth Investment

"Don't you often eat with Deng Zheng?"

As soon as these words came out, Ni Jifei broke out in a cold sweat.

Deng Zheng was none other than one of the project directors of the contractor of the commercial call center. He often invited Ni Jifei to dinner because of the acceptance inspection, and paid a lot of money.

"Sister, I, I, I... I, I..." Ni Jifei gritted his teeth and said, "I took him 30 in total. Really, I didn't lie to you."

Ni Yu stared at his younger brother's profusely sweating face, with a half-smile on his face, "I've played tea circle four times, right?"

Pfft!

Ni Jifei instantly collapsed to the ground.

This, this... how did sister know about this?

"30 spent?"

"No no no..."

"How much is left?"

"Seven... seventy thousand..."

"It's quick to spend money, isn't it?"

"No, no... Sister, there are two tea circles, I invited them."

Ni Yu's stern expression eased a lot upon hearing this.

"Okay, if you want to open a hot pot restaurant, you can open it. By the way, first draw up a business letter, and I will show it to Brother Dong."

"Really!"

Ni Jifei's expression instantly became ecstatic, but he was not happy for a long time, and then suddenly thought of something: "Sister, I... I can't write a business letter, and... Brother Dong has a high vision. If he can't see it, it won't be a waste gone?"

Ni Yu had a look of sadness on his face when he heard the words: "Don't worry, he doesn't have time to read your start-up book, most of the time he just reads it to the people in the company and calculates the cost for you."

"This is good, this is good!"

Seeing his younger brother heaving a sigh of relief, Ni Yu turned his head, what a silly brother!

This...where is it?

"Then, sister, I'm leaving first!"

"Go!"

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

After Ni Jifei finished his sentence, he left happily. Ni Yu's expression also collapsed instantly with his younger brother's departure.

She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the chat interface with Chang Dong, and started typing, typing, deleting and deleting. She felt like going back to the time when she just got Chang Dong's number.

After a while, she let out a sigh of relief and decided to use the simplest language: "Brother Dong, my younger brother wants to open a hot pot restaurant, what do you think?"

After sending the message, she lay down again, not in a hurry to reply.

He is very busy, and the speed of replying messages is basically inversely proportional to her.

As fast as she is, so slow is he!

"Ding Dong"

She never thought that just as she put down her phone, a message came from her phone.

Don't you know Dong Ge?

Ni Yu immediately bounced and picked up the phone.

The next moment, her pupils dilated, and she frantically opened WeChat.

Chang Dong replied impressively: "You can try."

Ni Yu was overjoyed, and she hurriedly said while the iron was hot: "I also want to find something to do, what do you think I am suitable for?"

As soon as the message was sent, Ni Yu was pleasantly surprised to find that the words "The other party is typing..." appeared on the top of the chat interface.

230 Hand practice project

"Entering..." It didn't take long before it was interrupted.

Ni Yu thought that Chang Dong was preparing to speak, but unexpectedly, the phone interface suddenly switched to a video call.

She was stunned for a moment, and then her first reaction was not to answer the video, but to quickly brush the sloppy hair on her forehead behind her ears, and then subconsciously patted her face, with deep regret flashing in her heart.

——I knew Dong Ge would send a video today, and she would have to put on makeup and bask in the sun in the morning no matter what she said.

Ni Yu, who was full of regrets, still took the video.

It's not that I dare not not answer, but that I don't want to miss it.

As soon as the video was connected and her image popped up, Ni Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Her phone was the best camera phone on the market, and the beautification effect was very good.

In the video, she looked much better than in reality.

She clicked on the big picture of Chang Dong, and saw Chang Dong lying sideways on a soft couch with a lazy expression, as if he had just woken up.

"Sleeping? Excuse me, did you wake me up?" Ni Yu looked embarrassed.

"No, I just woke up. I have no plans in the morning. I'm playing with my phone." Chang Dong yawned: "Why do you want to get up and find something to do? Are you bored?"

"Well, well, it's mainly the second phase of the call center. There's not a lot of work. It just so happens that my younger brother wants to open a hot pot restaurant. I thought about it, and I can also have a side job. Anyway, I'm idle at home."

"That's right. People tend to think wildly when they are free."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. When I was in school, Wen Qing thought about opening a coffee shop, milk tea shop, etc., but now I don't want to."

"Is Beloved still open?"

"Go, although the profit is not much, but it is running very well. I am thinking about renting a few more houses this summer and renovating and upgrading them."

"Alright." Chang Dong nodded.

"By the way, which line do you think will be better now?"

"Either industry is bad. The global economy is in a collective downturn, domestic production capacity is overcapacity, and destocking has become a rigid indicator. Which industry do you think is better?"