Rebirth of Bloody Romance

There was a simple and honest smile on Li Kuiyong's dark face, and he laughed a lot, which sounded hearty and a little malicious.

Li Kuiyong's huge body seemed to move very flexibly. He just sat down casually and landed next to the skinny Xiao Haichen as steadily as a mountain pressing down on an egg.

At this time in the alley, the sun shines through the mottled leaves, casting a fine shadow on the ground. Clusters of green creepers beside the wall meander along the wall, swaying gently in the breeze, and the leaves rubbing against each other make a rustling sound, as if they are also curiously listening to the conversation that is about to unfold.

"Haichen, come here and tell your uncle why your father wanted to punish you today?"

Li Kuiyong's voice is low and magnetic, mixed with a bit of teasing, but more of it is the concern from the heart.

Xiao Haichen slowly raised his head. His big eyes, which were originally as clear as water, were now slightly red due to tears. His eye sockets were filled with crystal tears, as if those tears would roll down like pearls with broken strings if he blinked even a little.

Xiao Haichen gently opened her pink little mouth, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

However, just as Xiao Haichen was about to speak, his eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhong Yuemin standing beside him.

Zhong Yuemin sat there quietly without moving. His angular face showed no emotion at the moment. Only his deep eyes stared silently ahead, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

Little Haichen looked at Zhong Yuemin's calm face and couldn't help but pout her lips, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

After hesitating for a long time, Xiao Haichen finally lowered his head helplessly like a deflated ball, biting his lower lip tightly, and chose to respond to Li Kuiyong's question with silence.

After seeing this scene, Li Kuiyong immediately turned his gaze to Zhong Yuemin standing beside him, and said with a teasing smile, "Hey, Yuemin, look at how scared you have made the child. If Xiaobai knew about this, given her temper, she would definitely come to you right away to settle the score."

However, Zhong Yuemin seemed to have not heard what Li Kuiyong said at all, and suddenly mentioned another person's name. "Hey, Kuiyong, where is the little yellow guy who has been following you? Why didn't I see him following you as closely as usual today?"

Li Kuiyong was slightly startled at first, but then he reacted and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, you mean Xiao Huang? Hi, I arranged for him to stay in the store to look after the electrical appliance shop!"

Hearing Li Kuiyong's words, Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, and a very complicated look flashed across his eyes.

There was both emotion and helplessness in it, as if he was sighing secretly that a person's destiny is really difficult to change.

After a moment of silence, Zhong Yuemin came back to his senses, a curious look reappeared on his face, and asked, "How is Xiao Huang doing? Can he take care of the store?"

After hearing this, Li Kuiyong couldn't help but curl his lips and complained with disgust. "Hmph, don't mention it! That guy is simply a complete fool."

Zhong Yuemin was even more curious now. He widened his eyes and asked, "Why did you become stupid? Tell me in detail!"

Li Kuiyong was furious and answered with gritted teeth. "That guy is totally unreasonable! He can sell this item for 200 yuan, but he only sells it for 150 yuan! I was so angry that I don't know how many times I scolded him. I said all kinds of good and bad things to him, but he just wouldn't listen! Every time I see him set the price like this, I get so angry that I almost couldn't help but kick him out several times!"

After listening to this, Zhong Yuemin was not angry, but smiled. He waved his hand and comforted Li Kuiyong. "Kuiyong, don't be so angry. In fact, small profits but quick turnover is also a good strategy. Think about it, Xiao Huang must have his own ideas for insisting on doing this. Since he wants to try this method, we might as well give it a try. After all, more and more people have been engaged in the home appliance business in recent years, and the market competition is very different from before. So, at this stage, maybe we should really consider how to establish a good reputation for our own company."

Li Kuiyong's face was full of astonishment, his eyes were as big as copper bells, staring straight at Zhong Yuemin, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed like an egg could fit in. He stammered, "Yue... Yuemin, don't be kidding! This is not a joke. If you really do this, how much profit will we lose? Don't you know how popular these things are in the market now? Even if the price is doubled, there will still be people rushing to buy them!"

Zhong Yuemin remained calm and asked Li Kuiyong, "Then how long do you think this tight situation can last? One year? Two years? Or even longer?"

Zhong Yuemin knew very well that the market was like the weather in July, changing at any time. With the emergence of numerous small home appliance workshops in the Pearl River Delta and the Yangtze River Delta, the market supply and demand relationship would sooner or later reverse, gradually changing from a seller's market to a buyer's market.

Zhong Yuemin then added, "However, for those products that are really in short supply, we still sell them at the original price. After all, there must be a bottom line for price reduction, and prices cannot be lowered indefinitely. As for other ordinary goods, the selling price can be appropriately reduced. This is mainly to attract more customers and gather popularity. You know, in today's highly competitive market environment, if you don't pay attention to marketing strategies without brand advantages, it's just like a blind man touching an elephant and messing around."

Li Kuiyong nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. "It seems that I am short-sighted. Okay, let's try it according to your idea."

Zhong Yuemin was actually unsure. He didn't know whether Huang Guoyu would really listen to his advice or go back to his old ways.

Zhong Yuemin thought about it a lot, but finally decided to let Huang Guoyu make her own choice and explore. The sky is going to rain, the mother is going to get married, some things can't be stopped even if you want to. If Huang Guoyu wants to die, Zhong Yuemin will never stop him.

Huang Guoyu, as well as everyone in his team, including the Japanese Takehara Masaki, did not know whether they could stand the test of time and resist the temptation of money. He sometimes worried, but more often he felt helpless and expectant.

To be honest, Zhong Yuemin does not understand any profound leadership skills, nor does he know how to formulate large institutional norms. His current team is only held together by so-called loyalty, emotion and interests.

He actually had no idea how long such a team could last. Time, only time was the best touchstone.

Zhong Yuemin recalled a sentence he had read before in the Zengguang Xianwen (The Book of Sages), which reads: "A journey of a thousand miles tests the strength of a horse; time reveals a person's true character."

This sentence reveals the great power of time. It can make people clearly recognize the reality and also make people clearly understand the people around them.

Tomorrow is the Sunday that Zhong Yuemin has been looking forward to for a long time!

When he thought of this, Zhong Yuemin's already sunny and cheerful face was filled with an extremely happy smile.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin happily got on his beloved motorcycle, ready to go home leisurely and freely to enjoy this rare leisure time.

Zhong Yuemin started the motorcycle skillfully, and with the buzzing sound of the engine, the car rushed into the bustling street like an arrow.

It was rush hour after get off work, and the streets were bustling with people and cars. However, although the cold wind was whistling in his ears, Zhong Yuemin felt warm in his heart.

After all, tomorrow is Sunday, which means everyone can put aside all worries and work pressure, spend time with their families, and spend those warm and beautiful moments together.

Zhong Yuemin drove his motorcycle flexibly among the crowd, and sometimes he carefully passed under the crisscrossing tram cables.

Sometimes you have to cleverly avoid the dense swarm of bicycles that are coming like a tide; sometimes you have to concentrate on dealing with the cars that are blocking the road.

Not only that, occasionally there would be other people riding motorcycles passing by him, and a collision might occur if he was not careful.

However, even though there were very few main roads and the traffic was extremely congested, Zhong Yuemin did not show the slightest impatience.

On the contrary, Zhong Yuemin was calm and composed, controlling the motorcycle leisurely, searching slowly and carefully for a small space on the crowded road where he could continue to move forward.

Zhong Yuemin drove leisurely along the street, his eyes casually sweeping across the winding and criss-crossing alleys in front of him.

Suddenly, an ancient saying came to his mind: "When there is no wind, the soil is three feet high; when it rains, the streets are covered with mud." Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose, revealing a faint smile.

Look at those narrow, bumpy dirt roads. They are usually dusty, but once it rains, they immediately turn into a daunting mud pit.

If pedestrians are not careful when walking on the road, they will be splashed with mud and look miserable. However, for Zhong Yuemin, all this has a special charm.

There is no coldness and alienation of high-rise buildings here, only the bustling city life full of the flavor of fireworks.

Every alley seems to carry a series of unknown stories, waiting for people to listen.

Every mottled wall seems to record the vicissitudes of time, silently telling the glory and loneliness of the past.

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath of the air mixed with the fragrance of the earth and the smell of fireworks, and his heart was filled with joy. He liked to walk freely in this city like now, and feel its prosperity and hustle and bustle.

The hawking sounds in the streets and alleys were endless, and the bustling crowds were shoulder to shoulder. This lively scene made him feel extremely familiar, as if he had already blended into it and became a part of this vivid picture.

Zhong Yuemin knows very well that this city is growing rapidly as time goes by.

One day, those once muddy and difficult dirt roads will be replaced by wide and flat roads, and modern buildings will spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

However, even then, Zhong Yuemin believes that he will still deeply miss these alleys that now seem dilapidated and simple, and miss their unique rustic and rich charm.

Because this is where the true soul of this city lies!

At this moment, the capital is like a huge construction site, and every corner is filled with a busy and enthusiastic atmosphere of construction.

Buildings are rising from the ground, wide and flat roads are extending into the distance, and brand new satellite towns are inlaid on this land like shining pearls.

The magnificent appearance of the International Hotel is eye-catching; the pavilions and towers in the Grand View Garden are well-arranged and magnificent; and there is also the East 40th Line subway station, whose modern design and convenient transportation functions make people's travel more efficient.

Some of these iconic buildings are currently under construction, with machines roaring and workers busy at work; some have already been completed and are open to the public.

However, such a large-scale construction wave inevitably brought some troubles and inconveniences to the citizens.

On the main roads that are under intensive construction, you can often see large holes dug out on the originally flat roads, but there are no obvious warning signs around them.

Many pedestrians on bicycles may fall into this sudden trap if they are not careful because their attention is slightly distracted or they are not familiar with the road conditions. Such accidents happen from time to time.

Zhong Yuemin doesn't like winter. Whenever this season comes, the whole world in his eyes seems to be dragged into a monotonous black and gray abyss by an invisible big hand.

The once colorful and vibrant summer has disappeared, replaced by grayness and silence.

Thinking back to the summer time, what a colorful world it was! Under the blue sky and white clouds, there were green trees and colorful flowers, and women were like butterflies among the flowers, wearing all kinds of bright and eye-catching floral clothes, showing off their beauty and grace.

Nowadays, when walking on the street, you will see women wearing bulky clothes. They wrap themselves up in three layers, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket inside, wrapping their bodies tightly, and a slightly thin coat outside, with the long hem almost dragging on the ground.

Those ladies who are particularly afraid of the cold will not hesitate to put on a thick green military coat on the outside, making them look like a moving dumpling, with no aesthetic appeal at all.

In such a cold winter season, so-called fashion is simply a luxury for most women.