Ma Qingfeng promised to help him find suitable shops yesterday. He got a reply last night and took the initiative to take Wang Lun to see those shops today.

"Boss Ma, I want to trouble you."

Wang Lun greeted.

"What are you talking about? It's just a small matter. Wang Lun, you are too polite. Why don't you sit here with me first?"

Ma Qingfeng smiled and invited, he was very happy to be able to help.

"No, time may be a bit tight, let's set off now."

Wang Lun didn't want to waste Ma Qingfeng's time and wanted to quickly select a suitable store.

Ma Qingfeng got into Wang Lun's car. He didn't think it was strange that Wang Lun bought a Lexus worth nearly one million yuan. After all, Wang Lun's potted plants and vegetable cultivation had already become popular among some people.

, Wang Lun wants to make money much easier than him, the owner of a three-star hotel.

"Wang Lun, I asked a reliable person to ask, and found a total of ten suitable stores, located in the east, west, south and north of the city. If you open stores in the four areas, it will be easy."

Ma Qingfeng said to Wang Lun while the car was driving.

"Okay, I also want to rent stores in the four regions of southeast, northwest and northwest at the same time, which is equivalent to a chain." Wang Lun also had this idea.

Ma Qingfeng said with admiration: "How long has it been? Wang Lun, you are about to open a store. When vegetables can be produced in the future, you will probably also open a vegetable experience store, right?"

Wang Lun smiled. He wouldn't use it as capital to brag to others about things that haven't started yet.

But his direct-operated potted plant store and future vegetable experience stores will definitely not only be limited to the county, but will also expand to Tancheng, the provincial capital Changxing City, and even more places.

Later, Wang Lun chatted with Ma Qingfeng and learned that several shops were opened in the flower market, which was more to his liking.

Soon, the car arrived in the east of the city. There is a street here, which is culturally protected. There are antique shops, calligraphy and painting shops, etc., as well as shops like flowers and potted plants.

"Wang Lun, the traffic here is still very large. There are currently only two potted plant shops on this street, and your potted plant direct-operated store sells mid-to-high-end potted plants. It is very suitable for this place. In terms of rent, it is not very

Cheap."

After getting off the car, Ma Qingfeng said to Wang Lun.

Since he agreed to help Wang Lun, he naturally used his contacts to find ten shops for Wang Lun, all of which had no problems themselves, and the commercial locations where the shops were located were also very good.

"As long as it's suitable, rent is not a problem."

Wang Lun said. He had just received 10 million from the Zhong family, and the funds were very sufficient.

The two of them walked towards the store with a rental sign and began to choose a suitable store.

Ma Qingfeng was very enthusiastic and kept accompanying Wang Lun to look at the store until nearly four o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Lun traveled all over the county during this trip, and the final result was very good. He selected four stores that he was satisfied with, with an area of ​​between 80 and 100 square meters, which are very suitable for the sales model of direct-operated stores.

.

After signing the contract on the spot, Wang Lun paid the rent, which also meant that the four stores would be at his disposal for the next five years.

Although it seemed that he had chosen four stores so quickly, which seemed a bit hasty, because all the stores were inspected by Ma Qingfeng in advance and there were no problems such as fraud, the selection was very fast.

The four stores are located in the four directions of the county, which can be said to cover the entire county.

Each store paid a full year's rent, and this expenditure alone was nearly one million.

But Wang Lun is very relaxed. After excluding this money, he still has about thirteen million.

After seeing Ma Qingfeng back to Panlong Hotel, Wang Lun did not go into the hotel to sit down, but thanked him at the door.

"Boss Ma, thank you very much this time. If anything happens in the future, please feel free to tell me, Boss Ma." Wang Lun said with a smile.

Ma Qingfeng smiled and was very happy.

Because Wang Lun said this, it was equivalent to remembering a favor from him.

Although he will not deliberately take advantage of this favor, it is worth it to establish a better relationship with Wang Lun through this time.

Wang Lun left Panlong Hotel, planning to wait for Chen Ruolan's classmate to have time before discussing with him about becoming the store manager.

The car drove for more than ten minutes and reached an intersection. Wang Lun happened to notice that the traffic light for turning right turned green, so he slowed down slightly and started to turn.

Unexpectedly, a human-powered tricycle on the other side of the curve somehow walked to the edge of the road and was about to hit his car. The owner of the car was a little confused.

Wang Lun reacted quickly and quickly turned the steering wheel. The car drove next to the edge of the road and finally avoided the tricycle.

boom.

Wang Lun heard the sound of a collision from behind, and saw in the rearview mirror that the old man riding a tricycle collided with a car behind him. The tricycle overturned and the scraps of the car were overturned on the ground.

Although the old man was okay and quickly got up from the ground, he was immediately stunned.

Wang Lun knew why the old man behaved like this. The car the old man hit was a Maserati!

The tricycle collided with such a luxury car, causing damage to the luxury car. The old man was naturally frightened on the spot!

Moreover, the collision was the old man's fault. Even if the Maserati had insurance, the remaining repair money would be enough to make the old man feel like his sky was falling.

Wang Lun saw that the old man was pulling a cart of scraps. There was also a sign on the tricycle that read about recycling old refrigerators and old TVs. It was obvious that the old man made a living by collecting scraps and faced tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands in compensation.

, life will be full of difficulties.

At this time, someone got out of the passenger seat of the Maserati. It was a girl with long hair and a white dress. The girl walked out quickly and walked straight towards the helpless old man.

"This is?"

After catching the girl's profile, Wang Lun found that the girl looked familiar. After taking a closer look, he recognized her.

"Feng Ning, why is it her?"

Wang Lun simply parked the car, opened the door and walked out.

Feng Ning was the school beauty of the school when he was studying. He and Feng Ning were not particularly familiar with each other, and they did not have a close relationship between men and women, but they were considered ordinary friends and knew each other.

When Wang Lun walked over, he found Feng Ning asking the old man.

"Old man, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Feng Ning was not reprimanding the old man for being careless while riding. Instead, she was concerned about whether the other man was injured.

The old man on the tricycle was stunned, and quickly shook his head and said: "I'm fine."

However, the deep worry is still written on his face.

"Girl, your car must not be cheap. How much will it cost to repair it if it's damaged?"

The old man on the tricycle was worried.

He was distracted while riding his bike. He was supposed to go through the intersection in a straight line, but he didn't control the front of the car well. There were also cars going in the same direction. When he panicked, he turned to the left intersection and almost collided with a car at first.

The black car hit.

Then, he could no longer control the tricycle, and the tricycle collided with the white luxury car that was turning normally.

Now, he saw that the paint on the front of the car had been scratched off in several places, and he was afraid that repairing it would be expensive.

He had heard that for luxury cars, repainting was very expensive, and he didn't know if his life savings of tens of thousands would be enough to compensate.

"Old man, you are in big trouble. This car is a Maserati. You can only touch up the original paint. For the few pieces of paint you scraped off your tricycle, the repair fee of three to four hundred thousand is considered small. Even if you have insurance, you

We will have to pay a lot of compensation.”

A passerby said, sympathizing with the unfortunate old man.

What was wrong with the collision? It happened to be a collision with a luxury car like a Maserati, and he was fully responsible. This old man was afraid that the money he had earned from collecting scraps for several years would not be enough to compensate others.

When the passers-by said this, the old man's body was shaky and he almost fainted.

"Old man, you didn't do it on purpose. My car is insured and I can handle it myself. I don't need you to pay for it."

Feng Ning had no intention of making the old man on the tricycle lose money.

The old man on the tricycle was dumbfounded and thought he heard wrongly.

"Brother, get out of the car and help pack your things."

Feng Ning shouted towards the car.

A young trendy man dressed coolly and wearing diamond earrings reluctantly got out of the car and muttered to Feng Ning: "Sister, it's fine if you don't want him to pay, and you have to help him carry his things into the car.

Ah, I won’t do it.”

Feng Ning frowned and said, "Then just watch from the sidelines."

After saying that, she bent down to help the overturned tricycle.

Seeing this, Feng Shaojun hurriedly ran up, held the tricycle, and said with a smile: "Sister, let me do it. You go back to the car and don't stand in the sun."

This young man with a bohemian temperament, no matter how reluctant he was, still helped the tricycle up with the old man.

"Feng Ning."

Wang Lun stepped forward and greeted the girl.

Seeing an alumnus from the same school again, Wang Lun found that Feng Ning was skinny, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe her as frail. Feng Ning's face showed a sickly paleness, and it seemed that she was not in good health.

"Wang Lun, why is it you?"

Feng Ning was surprised, but also very happy. It was always a happy thing to meet an alumnus whom she knew.
To be continued...