Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

"How does it taste this time?"

Yuan Lu asked casually, but her eyes were fixed on Yang Zheng.

at this time.

Yuan Lu has already prepared the meal.

The two of them have already sat down at the dining table.

Yang Zheng paused for a moment and said, "To be honest, it's still average."

Yuan Lu’s beautiful eyes widened.

But she didn't wait for her to speak.

Yang Zheng added, "But this stir-fried pork with green peppers is really good. It's much better than what you get at other restaurants."

Yuan Lu paused, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but her tone was calm:

"Not really. They are all professional chefs. I just cook casually."

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "If you know that, why do you still care so much? Last time I said that Yahan's cooking was better than outside, I just wanted to encourage that girl. She has a bit of an inferiority complex."

It turned out to be the case.

Yuan Lu suddenly realized something, her pretty face slightly red, but she said, "Who cares? Besides, you seem to be the same age as her, right? You keep calling her 'that girl' as if you are much older than her."

Without waiting for Yang Zheng to reply, she raised her glass and said, "Cheers."

The two clinked their glasses and each took a big sip.

Another full case of beer tonight.

"correct."

Yang Zheng seemed to remember something: "Have you finished the design drawings? The month you mentioned has already passed."

"I said try to do it in a month!"

Yuan Lu replied, then said, "The plan has been completed. I'm working on the renderings these days and will be able to show them to you in a couple of days."

Yang Zheng nodded and said, "Can we start construction right after that?"

"That's about right. I've already contacted the material suppliers and the construction team."

After Yuan Lu finished speaking, she added: "But your project is so big, I can't advance the money for you. You have to pay me part of the money first."

Yang Zheng asked, "What's the budget?"

Yuan Lu glanced at him, opened her red lips slightly, but then closed them again, looking as if she didn't know how to start.

Yang Zheng guessed what she was thinking and smiled: "Didn't you say before that you wanted to make a profit from me? Why, are you embarrassed now?"

Yuan Lu rolled her eyes at him.

She was indeed a little embarrassed.

Some people like to take advantage of their acquaintances. The closer they are to their friends, the more they rely on their trust and rip them off harshly.

Some people feel embarrassed to earn money from their friends and may even give them a little money.

For example: not counting your own labor costs, or not charging postage for sending items.

This is how honest people are, they suffer losses everywhere.

Yuan Lu also has the latter personality.

But this order is too big for her to handle.

Yuan Lu thought for a moment and said, "I've made two budgets. One uses ordinary materials, with a total price of 210 million yuan, or about 670 yuan per square meter. The other uses high-quality materials, with a total price of 300 million yuan, or about 960 yuan per square meter."

She added, "These are all bare prices without profit."

What she was thinking was: let Yang Zheng decide for himself how much to earn for her.

Yang Zheng naturally understood what she meant and asked, "What percentage of profit do you usually make?"

Yuan Lu replied directly: "10% to 40% is the gross profit. If it is less than 10%, after deducting the operating expenses of the store, I will lose money."

After saying that, she looked at Yang Zheng and asked with interest, "How much does Young Master Yang plan to let me earn?"

Yang Zheng smiled lightly: "You already call me Master, how can I not give you the full pump?"

This is actually the expected answer.

But Yuan Lu was still a little touched.

She shook her head and said, "That's not necessary. I usually quote other clients a 25% profit margin. I only increase it a little if the unit price is too low. But for an order like yours worth two or three million, even if I calculate it at 10%, I can still make a lot of money."

Yang Zheng raised his glass to gesture.

After the two of them clinked their glasses, he spoke:

"Whether it's 10% or 40%, it doesn't really make much of a difference to me, but it should make a big difference to you, so there's really no need for you to argue with me about it."

He paused and continued, "Don't feel embarrassed about earning my money. If I hire someone else to do it, I'll pay you, but the quality of the work won't be guaranteed. But if you do it, you can definitely keep an eye on the quality, right?"

Yuan Lu pursed her lips and nodded: "Okay, if you want to be a sucker, I won't stop you."

As she spoke, she also raised her glass in a gesture and asked, "You must be planning on a budget of 300 million, right?"

Yang Zheng nodded and clinked his glass with hers. "How long will the construction take?"

Yuan Lu paused for a moment and said, "About 3 to 4 months."

In fact, she originally planned to wait until 6 months.

But... earn less and spend more on labor.

Anyway, this order is enough to fill me up.

The two ate, drank and chatted.

time flies.

A box of beer was gone without me noticing.

Yuan Lu drinks beer as a beverage.

But wine is wine after all.

Although she was not drunk, she was somewhat affected by the alcohol and her emotions were a little exaggerated.

"Are you...going back tonight?"

Yuan Lu raised the last glass of wine, clinked glasses with Yang Zheng, and asked.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little annoyed that they lived too close to each other.

There's no way to justify not driving after drinking and simply not going back.

Yang Zheng is not really an innocent 18-year-old boy, so he can naturally understand her hints.

Looking at the beautiful lady in front of him, he was indeed very moved.

But after hesitating for a while, he nodded and said:

"Well, I haven't been with Meimei for a long time."

He was also hinting and reminding Yuan Lu: I am a scumbag who has a mistress.

Yuan Lu was stunned for a moment, and then she forced herself to smile: "Then hurry up and leave. Why are you showing off your affection for no reason? It makes me upset!"

Yang Zheng smiled, stood up and said, "Then let's meet again when we have time."

After saying that, he left directly.

If he didn't leave now, he was afraid he wouldn't want to leave anymore.

After hearing the door closing.

Yuan Lu curled her lips and muttered, "I'm not going to ask you out again! You just light the fire without putting it out. How rude!"

After saying that, she looked at the messy table with cups and plates, but had no intention of cleaning it up.

Instead, he got up and went to the bathroom.

She planned to seize that moment of inspiration, go to bed, and deal with everything else tomorrow.

Here.

After Yang Zheng went out, he took the elevator and went to the 16th floor.

Open the door and enter the house.

All the lights in the room were off, obviously no one was there.

He just remembered:

Zhou Mei and Zhang Feifei both broadcast live in the evening, so they should be at the company now.

Yang Yahan has been with them for almost a month, so they must have a good relationship and can go home together after get off work.

Yang Zheng: ...

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have left.

He complained to himself.

But if he could choose again, he would definitely leave.

They were just "ordinary friends", but Yuan Lu was already feeling anxious and confused.

If we can really develop a further relationship.

Then it's not impossible for her to just work for free.

Yang Zheng felt that she must also be a love-brained person.

And he is a little sensitive to love now.

There is Yin Qian, Zhou Mei, and Cheng Mengdie.

It’s all... After falling in love, my mind is different from before.

He was afraid that Yuan Lu would be the same.

Moreover, it is really easy for him to get girls but hard to find a true friend.

It's really not easy to find a friend to drink and chat with.

So he tried his best to maintain his friendship with Yuan Lu.

He didn't want to think about it.

He finished his drink and chatted, and someone accompanied him to continue the second half.

But what about Yuan Lu?