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Chapter 1,157, Pathos

Dugu Jian, known as Mr. Dugu, is in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, with a gentle face and a bit thin body. He gives people a very dark feeling and can't help but think of him as a gentle scum.

Dugujian is extremely low-key in life, even those in the industry would not know his existence at all, and he understands the truth of being low-key in life.

There are more than a dozen companies under his name, and their names are either cultural or advertising. The company names are usually very domineering, often using words such as strong, trend, vertical and horizontal, and scornful of the world. However, the registered capital of each company is usually not high, most of which is half a million.

, and the life of the company will not be too long. It will be written off in as short as one year and as long as two or three years.

What we eat is relationship food. There is business first and then the company. Once the business is done, the mission of a company is immediately over. In his words, there is no need to give benefits to employees. The money we make does not depend on them. Anyone can do it.

Can do it.

This sounds uncomfortable, but it is the truth. Dugujian's company's business is very special, and its employees cannot play a big role.

Dugu Jian lives near the Yonghe Temple, and his companies are also concentrated in the area. He usually does not go to the company. He mostly works as an agent. When he is not going out, he will stay in the living room at home and listen to Tchaikovsky's "Pathété".

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After the call was connected, Xu Yunlei heard the symphony coming from the other end of the phone, and Dugu Jian's low, slightly depressed voice, "Why did you call me?"

Xu Yunlei: "I don't want to call you either, I have business."

Hearing this, Dugu Jian picked up the remote control on the sofa and pressed the mute button, "What's the matter?"

Xu Yunlei said concisely and concisely: "Lou Hua, the younger brother of Lou Fu of Shuanglou Group, found a company in Hengdian and wanted to buy 45% of the company's shares for one yuan. The company's name is Never Decrypted."

Dugu Jian recalled briefly, "I didn't know about this."

"The boss of the company is Brother Nan."

Dugu Jian had some thoughts, but still confirmed: "Which Brother Nan?"

"Nanyi."

"Damn it." Dugu Jian couldn't help but curse.

"Brother Nan asked me to give you a message about what you want to do."

Dugujian was silent for a while and then said: "Yunlei, please reply to Nanyi, and I will give him an explanation."

"Let's have a meal together when you have time. Don't just sit at home and hatch chickens."

"good."



"Uncle Nan."

After making the call, Nan Yi went to the restroom. While washing his hands in front of the sink, a man walked out of the women's restroom. When he saw him, he immediately called someone.

Nan Yi glanced at the mirror, shook his hand, picked up a wet towel from the table and wiped his hands. After wiping them clean, he put down the towel and looked at the person who came, "Did you do it yourself?"

Zuo Mei, who had been standing quietly for a while, saw Nan Yi talking to her, so she stepped forward and took Nan Yi's arm, and said with a smile: "Uncle Nan, I thought you were in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to me."

"Go away, have you washed your hands?"

"I didn't go to the toilet."

"oh."

Nan Yi led the people out of the toilet area and went to a secluded place. He pulled Zuo Mei's hand away from him and pressed her head against the wall. "School has started. Tell me why you are in the capital?"

"

Zuo Mei, whose left cheek was pressed against the wall, said pitifully: "Uncle Nan, it hurts."

"Answer the question first."

"I'm here for an internship."

"Nonsense, who are you fooling? Who dares to let you see a doctor as a recruit who hasn't finished his senior year?" Nan Yi poked Zuo Mei's forehead with his finger, "Tell me, why are you here?"

"Zuo Lan is back."

"Call me sister." Nan Yi poked his forehead again.

"We are twins, she is only a few minutes ahead of me."

"I was your sister just a second earlier. Why did you come back? Why did she come back?" Nan Yi said, releasing her hand from Zuo Mei's forehead.

Zuo Mei straightened her messy hair and muttered: "Uncle Nan, I am a girl."

"Well, the girl who peeed on my shoulder more than once."

When Zuo Lan and Zuo Mei were young, when Nan Yi went to visit Zuo Can and Xu Xiaofang, he would carry one on each shoulder and take the two sisters out for a walk. At least three times, the two sisters welcomed him as Nan Yi with hot urine.

uncle.

Zuo Mei looked shy and said coyly: "Uncle Nan, we don't talk about things from childhood."

"Okay." Nan Yi nodded, "Say Zuo Lan."

"She came to the capital to perform."

"The performance is just a performance, and she even tricked me into doing an internship. Zuo Lan is a pretty good girl. She is qualified to appear on stage."

Zuo Lan has been talented and interested in playing piano since he was in elementary school. He has persisted in it and is now studying for a master's degree in piano at the Curtis Institute of Music.

"What? She was just brought here by her teacher." Zuo Mei said with slight disdain.

"Come on, keep your little conflict at home and don't show it to me, an outsider. Where is she, is she here?"

"Arrived tomorrow."

Hearing this, Nan Yi grabbed Zuo Mei's ear and said, "I'll be here tomorrow. You come to a place like this to eat. Have you made money? You come to the capital secretly and don't call me. There are no rules at all. I'll give it to your mother later."

Calling me is against you."

"It hurts... don't hit, ah, it hurts..."

Nan Yi exerted a little more force, and Zuo Mei's ears turned red.

"As long as it hurts, you can remember it only if it hurts." Nan Yi let go of his hand, rubbed it a few times, and then patted Zuo Mei's shoulder, "Where do you live?"

Zuo Mei glanced timidly at Nan Yi and whispered: "Guomao."

"hiss!"

Nan Yi took a breath of cold air and almost couldn't help but pull Zuo Mei's ears again. He suppressed the anger rising in his abdomen and said softly: "Girl, business is not easy to do now. It's hard for your mother to make money. She's exhausted every day."

You can only earn 60,000 to 70,000 yuan from hard work, so you have to save a little, check out the room in Guomao tomorrow morning, and live in Katyusha."

Katyusha, the economical express hotel brand owned by Zhenbian, is a fully implemented business plan based on the primary plan conceived by Nanyi many years ago. It is divided into two parts: self-operated and franchised.

The self-operated ones buy and rent buildings around universities across the country. The main customer group is college students and couples, and there are special double bed rooms at 95 or 85 all year round. The franchisees are mainly around bus stations and train stations, and the franchisees provide decoration funds and space.

, Katyusha is responsible for decoration and operation, or the franchisee only provides the venue, and the share will be relatively low.

Because of its positioning, Katyusha's profit margin is not low, but the profit is not very high. The average net profit rate brought by a store a year is only 30,000 to 400,000 yuan. It is still in the period of repayment. If you want to recover the cost, at least

It will take another five or six years.

However, the original intention of supporting the pillow brand and hoarding houses has been implemented well. After recovering the cost and operating it for a few years, then package it up and sell it or go public to cash out. It is easy to make tens of billions, but it only depends on a few hundred.

"Uncle Nan, Katyusha's conditions..." Seeing Nan Yi frown, Zuo Mei immediately changed her words and said, "Yes, I'll check out as soon as I get here tomorrow."

Nan Yi said earnestly: "Military doctors are also soldiers, and a soldier should behave like a soldier. Your father is Zuo Can, the squad leader of the first sharp knife platoon of the division's reconnaissance battalion. He broke an arm, but his waist is still straight, and there are no bullets or shells.

You can bend him, but life has not crushed him. Don't let him bow down for you."

After saying that, Nan Yi turned around and left. Before he left, there was still a sentence floating in the air, "You and Zuo Lan are having dinner at my house tomorrow. You must come."

Looking at Nan Yi's back, Zuo Mei muttered: "My dad has been the director long ago."

Zuo Can is still the director of his public toilets. The golden period of contracting public toilets has passed. Now his income is much lower than before. He is also the director of five or six public toilets. He can barely buy a suite for his family a year, and it is still a small apartment.

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Nan Yi returned to the private room and saw a woman sitting by the Niu River. She was dressed in famous brands. The total sum of 150,000 yuan from head to toe should be unstoppable. He had not cared about the market of luxury goods for a long time.

The price is a bit uncertain. If Jiang Xuanyan hadn't accompanied Jiang Xuanyan to several stores a year ago, he would have been out of touch with luxury goods.

Nan Yi, who returned to the private room, naturally attracted the attention of Niu He and the woman. Niu He immediately introduced him when he saw him: "Nansheng, this is Meng Chumeng, the editor-in-chief of "Yuppie" magazine."

"Hello, Master Nan." Meng Chu opened his scarlet lips and said politely: "It turns out that Master Nan and Boss Niu are friends, what a coincidence."

Nan Yi returned to his seat and sat down. He leaned over and shook hands with Meng Chu, "Editor Meng Da, I have admired you for a long time. I have heard your name for a long time. It is true that being famous is not as good as meeting you. People say that Editor Meng Da is a bit pretty. The rumors are not true.

Ah, how can this be called a little bit of beauty? It’s obvious that she is the one who will captivate the country and the city.”

Nan Yi's words made Meng Chu's flowers tremble. He opened his mouth and giggled: "Master Nan is really good at joking. How can I be so beautiful?"

"I'm not kidding, I'm telling the truth. Editor Meng, you are just beautiful."
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