The prince of Guangdong province can't be a domineering CEO at all!

"What?! Zhang Tao, you actually spent two hundred yuan to fly here?!"

Shanghai socialite Lin Wantang stared in disbelief at Zhang Tao, the young master from Beijing.

Zhang Tao was able to get here so quickly.

Lin Wantang felt both surprised and delighted.

She was also curious why Zhang Tao was followed by Cai Junhui, the "princeling" of Guangdong Province.

Until she realized that Cai Junhui had come to collect a debt,

Lin Wantang almost lost her composure on the spot.

She really wanted to cry if it weren't for the fact that she was in front of the camera.

She worked very hard, sorting the goods for half an hour.

I originally thought that with Zhang Tao's help, things would be easier from now on.

Unexpectedly, the person did arrive.

But it brought her bad news.

"What's wrong? Lin Wantang, I just wanted to come and help you as soon as possible."

Does your tone imply that I'm wrong?

Zhang Tao's questioning left Lin Wantang speechless.

But what could she say now that things had come to this?

She simply couldn't understand why her father would pair her up with Zhang Tao as a potential partner in order to reach a cooperation agreement with the Zhang family.

She couldn't stand Zhang Tao anymore.

"Miss Lin, you're still a hundred short. Please pay up!"

Cai Junhui extended his hand with a big smile.

Lin Wantang reluctantly handed a large red banknote to Cai Junhui.

Cai Junhui held the banknotes.

Under Lin Wantang's reluctant gaze, he snatched the banknotes back.

Thank you.

Two hundred came in at once.

Cai Junhui felt he was very wealthy.

He immediately began shopping at the supermarket where the two of them worked.

He bought things very selectively.

They were all loose candies and small packets of snacks.

These are essential items for him to make money later.

Spend little money, make big money – that's Cai Junhui's life motto.

......

In front of a rice noodle roll shop near Jiefangbei.

"Cai Junhui, I talked with the boss for a long time, but he was undecided and decided to wait until you come over before we can talk in detail."

Shen Qinghe shrugged, indicating that she had done her best.

Cai Junhui's confident look reassured Shen Qinghe.

There's nothing he can't accomplish when he takes action.

"Handsome, is what this beautiful lady is telling the truth? Can you really revive my rice noodle roll shop? You're not kidding me, are you?"

Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop

As a native of Chongqing, Lao Zhang was very worried.

On a whim, he opened a rice noodle roll breakfast shop.

At first, business was booming.

Most of the customers are office workers from Guangdong Province who come to the mountain city to work.

But as time went on, business declined day by day.

He asked himself the same question.

He runs his business with great integrity, and he also adds a lot of ingredients to his rice noodle rolls.

The price is not high for this location.

But I don't know why?

The number of customers is decreasing day by day.

On the contrary, the steamed bun vendor next door didn't have much foot traffic at first.

But as his customer traffic decreased, the number of customers at the steamed bun stall next door increased.

He simply couldn't understand it.

Later, he asked his regular customers.

I learned the reason.

"The rice noodle rolls I made weren't authentic; they didn't taste like home."

After learning the reason, Lao Zhang tried to make changes.

But no matter how you change it, you still can't make the authentic Cantonese flavor.

They were on the verge of running out of money.

Shen Qinghe appeared.

He was willing to rent Zhang's rice noodle roll shop to her for half a day for 400 yuan.

She was confident that Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop would definitely stop its decline and become more and more popular in the future.

At first, Lao Zhang thought that Shen Qinghe was learning sales, perhaps wanting to sell something.

Seeing that the child was so young, Old Zhang couldn't bear to discourage him.

Thinking that if Shen Qinghe's products were cheap enough,

Then Old Zhang should do a good deed and give the child some encouragement.

But... Shen Qinghe talked for a long time, but she didn't manage to sell a single product.

The only requirement was to rent Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop for half a day for 400 yuan.

When the lease expires, not only will the rice noodle roll shop be returned, but a secret recipe that can revive Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop will also be given to them.

To be honest, Old Zhang was somewhat skeptical.

Until Cai Junhui, a native of Guangdong province, appeared.

"Boss, what my friend said is true. If you're willing to let us rent your rice noodle roll shop for half a day for 400 yuan, I guarantee your rice noodle roll shop will become a huge hit."

"The reason why your rice noodle roll shop has lost so many customers is simply because of one thing."

Because you're not a native of Guangdong, you can't make the authentic local flavor, so naturally no Cantonese people will patronize your restaurant.

"But it's alright, I appeared here to save you."

"As long as you are willing to rent, I will give you the recipe for Cantonese rice noodle rolls when the lease expires. If you follow my recipe, your rice noodle roll shop will never lack customers."

"If you don't believe me, let us run the rice noodle roll shop for half a day, and we'll see if anyone comes to eat the rice noodle rolls I make."

The recipe for rice noodle rolls from a Guangdong province shop!

Old Zhang was a little excited.

Cai Junhui has a very sharp eye.

The reason his rice noodle roll shop currently has no customers is that the rice noodle rolls are not authentic enough.

He never expected that Cai Junhui would offer an authentic Cantonese recipe plus 400 yuan in exchange for the right to run his rice noodle roll shop for half a day.

It would be a lie for Lao Zhang to say he wasn't tempted.

He asked tentatively.

"Handsome guy, are you sure you're really willing to hand over the authentic recipe for Cantonese rice noodle rolls to me?"

"Of course, I have no reason to lie to you. You can learn from me when I make rice noodle rolls later."

Go ask around in Guangdong Province, who doesn't know me, Cai Junhui?

"If I were in Guangzhou, I would be even more famous. I'm very familiar with all the rice noodle roll shop owners in the city, and I personally love eating rice noodle rolls."

"There are hundreds of rice noodle roll shops in Guangzhou that belong to my family. The recipe I'm giving you is a combination of the best of many."

"The rice noodle rolls I make can't possibly be bad; they'll definitely want to come back for more after just one bite."

"Think about it! My time is very valuable. I'll give you five minutes. If you don't answer, I'll go and cooperate with other stores."

The opportunity is right in front of you; it's up to you whether you cherish it.

After hearing Cai Junhui's words, Old Zhang was extremely excited.

After some thought, Lao Zhang finally decided to take a gamble.

After all, his shop is practically deserted right now.

The daily turnover is barely enough to make ends meet.

I'll rent it to them for half a day; even if I lose a little money, it's okay.

If Cai Junhui can really revive their shop, that would be great.

Even if they can't be brought back to life, it can't be worse than it is now, right?

Thinking of this, Old Zhang gritted his teeth and was about to agree.

But unexpectedly,

A woman appeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor of Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop.

"Old Zhang, I heard your conversation just now. What are you trying to do?"

"You actually want to sell our family's rice noodle roll shop for a pittance?"

"Four hundred yuan for half a day? What are you thinking? Our location is near Jiefangbei!"

Are you out of your mind? How could you do something so degrading?