After my mind was read, I became the emperor's favorite

After Zhou Xueyi handed the profits and account books to Liu Yunshang, he brought the silver notes to Fang Xing's farm.

Unlike the previous times when no one was interested, this time the courtyard was bustling with activity.

People tend to seek profit and avoid harm. Knowing that this person is the one favored by the boss, everyone is of course happy to interact with him.

Fang's mother was doing sewing and mending work in the yard with several other women, while Fang's father was chatting with several uncles who were off farming.

Fang Xing didn't see it, but he probably didn't go out.

Fang Xing has been very depressed recently. Ever since Mr. Qin came, more and more gossipy people have been asking about him.

Some of them even talked about his marriage with his stepmother.

He had seen many beautiful girls from Tsinghua University, so how could he be interested in these country girls?

But his mother-in-law thought that he was blessed by his ancestors for having a wife.

So recently there have been all kinds of people coming to visit him, and he has been dragged to visit several doors.

"The boss is here." A thin but sharp-eyed woman spotted Zhou Xueyi who was about to knock on the door.

The others stood up and saluted, knowing that the host must have something to discuss with the Fang family, so they all said goodbye.

"Boss, are you looking for a job?" Although it was a question, the tone was firm.

"Well, is Mr. Fang here?"

Zhou Xueyi is a true gentleman who is always warm and polite to everyone.

They never show their emotions on their faces, and such people can be easily controlled, regardless of whether they are businessmen, common people, scholars or politicians.

Fang's mother immediately led Zhou Xueyi into the house, and sure enough, she saw Fang Xing, who was bored and playing with crickets at the table.

Seeing Zhou Xueyi, Fang Xing didn't stand up, but just raised his eyelids and took a look.

He lowered his head and played with the things in his hands again, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xueyi didn't take it seriously and just placed the two banknotes within Fang Xing's reach.

Then he took a step back and politely said to Fang Xing, "These two banknotes are what the young master asked me to bring to you."

"Oh!" This time, Fang Xing sat up with interest.

He seemed very calm as he picked up the banknote, but his sparkling eyes and slightly trembling fingertips betrayed his mood at the moment.

"Why are they suddenly giving me money?" Could it be that they cashed in what they said?

Fang Xing's mind raced, but he just kept inquiring without making any expression.

Zhou Xueyi had already received the master's instructions, and if Fang Xing asked, he should tell him without hiding anything.

Therefore, he didn't bother to care about Fang Xing's poor acting skills.

"Mr. Fang's business plan has enlightened us and brought us great benefits. This is a thank you gift from you."

"Oh." Fang Xing smiled disdainfully.

It is true, the ancients were so ignorant, but this Qin man was quite generous.

Unlike his fellow villager, who was so stingy that he refused to save his life even after he begged him so much.

So don't blame him for helping these two people deal with him.

When he was teaching them, he focused on explaining the methods of making milk tea and ice cream, and even recited the recipes in his mind.

But this is a good deal for Qin and Zhou. Just consider it as a reward for saving his life.

He is a high-end talent, very valuable.

During those few days, Zhou Xueyi had a deep understanding of Fang Xing's difficult-to-describe personality, but he was extremely angry when Fang Xing ridiculed the young master.

However, with the young master's patient guidance, he gradually learned to ignore it.

Even so, he still didn't want to communicate too much with Fang Xing, so he politely took his leave after completing the task.

"Tsk, that's quite sensible." Fang Xing pondered for a moment, then folded up the two banknotes, patted them, and put them directly into his arms.

He seemed to have thought of something, picked up his veil and ran out.

"Xing'er, where are you going?" Fang's mother asked as she chased after him.

"I have to go out for something and will be back before dark."

"Then be careful, Xing'er." Xing'er had two thousand taels of silver on him, so he shouldn't be stopped by debt collectors again.

She just hoped that he would not go to the gambling house again. She had never seen such a huge sum of two thousand taels in her life.

"understood."

Fang Xing hurried and finally caught up with Zhou Xueyi at the entrance of Zhuangzi.

"Mr. Zhou, I also want to go to the city. Can you take me with you?"

"Mr. Fang, please get in the carriage." Zhou Xueyi made a respectful gesture of invitation.

This young master also mentioned to him that if Fang Xing wanted to go out, there was no need to stop him.

The young master's words must have had a deep meaning, so even though he didn't like this person, he readily agreed to his request.

-

Shen Jun has always believed that only by knowing both yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

So as soon as he left Cui's house, he visited all the shops in the delicacies pavilion and snack shops.

With his superb communication skills and gentle guidance, he was able to get some secrets out of us.

The two companies are indeed controlled by the same person.

There were huge waves of shock in his heart, but he also had a vague desire to compete and win.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, I wonder who will win in the end!

Looking at the deserted shops and restaurants around him, he thought he might as well make good use of them.

After many twists and turns, he invited the owners of several large restaurants and snack shops to the famous Huarong Pavilion in Shengjing.

Shen Jun took the lead in raising his glass and toasting everyone from afar, then made a rather provocative declaration in a loud voice.

“Mr. Shen invites you all here today to discuss our future path.

The delicacies shop and snack shop came in with great force and basically took away all our customers.

……

If we don’t unite and boycott together, then Shi Lai Restaurant’s today will be your tomorrow!”

Hearing this, one of the fair-skinned and handsome young men picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Brother Shen, according to you, the Cuisine Pavilion and the Snack Shop belong to the same company?"

"Yes, that's what their waiter himself admitted.

My servant has also seen the same accountant checking accounts in two shops."

Shen Jun got the news out of the waiter with half-truths.

However, the waiter was just a low-level service staff, and it was not certain that what he knew was the truth.

But what does it matter? It doesn't prevent him from using it to provoke these people.

Merchants are profit-oriented. They will target anyone who touches their interests at all costs.

His main purpose today was to stir up everyone's jealousy towards the person behind the scenes, so as to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

"Brother Shen, judging by the way the Zhenxiu Pavilion Snack Shop is behaving, even if we join forces, we might not be able to do anything to them."

Wang Jiaran, the owner of Yuemanlou, the largest restaurant in Shengjing, was a shrewd and capable middle-aged man.

He obviously did not accept Shen Jun's instigation, and everyone understood the reason.

But if you ask others to charge into battle while you sit back and reap the rewards, they will not be happy.

Shen Jun raised his eyebrows, but couldn't help but sneer in his heart, thinking that he didn't release the eagle until he saw the rabbit.

He clearly wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood, yet he still wanted to make trouble for him.

Shen Jun, who came from a literary family, actually looked down upon these money-hungry and profit-driven businessmen.

But the young master's shop was in urgent need of saving, so he had no choice but to be superficial with these people.

"The most important thing in the catering industry is the skills of the chefs. First of all, we can offer higher salaries to attract these chefs.

Secondly, we are able to gain a foothold in Shengjing because each of us has our own backing.

As long as our backers work together to put pressure on and restrain the government, it will be easy for us to take action.

……

Finally, there must be a large team of wise counselors behind this person.

As long as we can stir up internal strife and discontent among them, we can use their people to our advantage."

The rapid rise and continued success of the Treasure House and Snack Shop has a lot to do with its think tanks.

Who among them didn't envy these talents and chefs, but the confidentiality work of Zhenxiu Pavilion was too perfect.

Not to mention the think tank behind the scenes, they can't even reach the chefs inside.

If Shen Jun hadn't made it clear, they wouldn't even know that the two companies were owned by the same person.

They also wanted to deal with the Cuisine Pavilion and the Snack Shop, but they didn't know where to start!

"Brother Shen said it so lightly, if we succeed, how will the profits be distributed?

If we fail, who will bear the blame in the end? How will these issues be resolved?"

A playboy with squinting peach blossom eyes, who was eating food fed by a beautiful woman, raised his head and sneered.

"Brother Ma, please be patient. Since I have sincerely invited you all here, I must have a foolproof plan.

Let me tell you one by one..."

Shen Jun's plan was so well-planned and well-organized that everyone couldn't help but take it seriously.

Finally, after everyone distributed the benefits and discussed several key issues, they reached a preliminary alliance.

Shen Jun looked at the people leaving, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.