Pei Qian glared: "You still talk back, in my eyes you are no different from a food stall!"

Ma Yang: "...Okay, European seaside style food stall."

Pei Qian still had a straight face: "Does our Tengda have this image? I'm not saying that it's not down-to-earth. The question is, which company have you seen turn an experience store into a wet market?"

"You call this...throwing sesame seeds and picking up watermelon, ah, picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelon!"

"Just for such a small amount of two to three hundred thousand a month, it has affected Tenda's corporate image. Do you know how much advertising money will be spent to make up for it in the future?"

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan were both stunned. They glanced at each other furtively and communicated silently with their eyes.

Zhang Yuan: Damn it, we seem to be in trouble.

Ma Yang: What should we do?

Zhang Yuan: How do I know? Brother Ma, aren't you a good brother to Mr. Pei? You can think of a way.

Ma Yang: How do I know...forget it, I'll just ask.

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan exchanged glances. Seeing that Pei Qian's anger had subsided a little, he asked in a low voice: "Then, brother Qian, what do you think we should do? Just tell me, it will be done immediately!"

what to do?

I want Moyu Internet Cafe to return to the state it was in when I last visited. Is that possible?

Pei Qian felt very tired.

Is it easy to lose some money after all my hard work? Just backhand and mess it up for me!

In the end, I have to wipe your ass myself.

The key point is that Pei Qian thought about it and realized that things are really not going to end well now.

The customers are already here, is it possible to push them out as hard as possible?
Chapter completed!