There is nothing special between men. Zhang Yijie and Zeng Li both got into the back seat. The patient moved his buttocks and raised his feet without any difficulty. Zeng Li also felt more nostalgic: "The last time so many people got together, we proposed."

Zhang Yijie nodded slightly and thought back: "The wedding is here too. I had something to eat that day and left first."

Zeng Lin replied: "I helped guard the gate this morning to watch them make things difficult for Yan Guangyong. Liu Siman said that the two swords were stolen and asked him to do the bunny dance with an apple on his head."

Zhang Yijie hahaha.

Yang Jingxing, on the other hand, couldn't help but ask: "Lao Zhang didn't feel much in his body at that time, right?"

"No." Zhang Yijie felt a little aggrieved: "There were no obvious symptoms during the first examination. It was mainly because the small intestine and stomach were not good, so I didn't pay attention to it."

Li Fu's car had already pulled up. Yang Jingxing knew the location and was not in a hurry. He turned back to talk face to face: "Are you still working now?"

Zhang Yijie nodded: "Go and have a look when you have nothing to do. There are several people whose salaries need to be paid."

"Pay attention to rest." Yang Jingxing stopped walking: "I have a suggestion for you to consider, find a reliable person to transfer the center, and take good care of yourself first."

Zhang Yijie kept smiling as if he was not surprised, but shook his head: "It's hard to find...it's true that there are no assets, tangible or intangible."

Zeng Li encouraged: “The ones in Minhang are pretty good and have relatively high reviews.”

There were still people trying to cooperate. Yang Jingxing seized the opportunity: "If the business is good, there will definitely be many people willing to take over. The problem is that it is difficult to find people with this kind of management thinking and ability. Think about it, if you are willing to give up, there are so many friends who can help.

Contact him to inquire, and I’ll also ask the people around me.” It’s better to start and follow He Chengshi’s car.

Zhang Yijie waited until the car was on the road smoothly before talking to the driver again: "But the most difficult stage has been overcome. Now it is relatively stable to open 2,000 class hours a month."

Yang Jingxing estimated: "The gross profit is about 100,000?"

Zhang Yijie smiled wryly in shame: "The expenses for rent, water, electricity, wages and taxes are too much, and the net profit is only 20,000 to 30,000. The winter and summer vacations are the time to pay more attention, but my... management failed to keep up."

Zeng Li sincerely suggested: "The body is still more important."

Zhang Yijie generously revealed: "Actually, there were several people who wanted to take over. That time you met Zhang Zhixiao..."

Yang Jingxing remembered: "Have we talked about the music store?"

"He took the initiative to come to me. I never said I wanted to sell, but I am an old classmate who can be considered a friend, so he took the initiative..." Zhang Yijie sighed as he spoke: "Actually, he also knows about my situation, and I have brought him a lot of business in the past two years.

In the end, he said 200,000, but I said no more."

Zeng Lidu was angry: "Are you crazy?"

Zhang Yijie has the backbone: "I would rather die in my hands."

Yang Jingxing also felt: "Not to mention the potential and prospects, there is more to the hardware."

Zhang Yijie's key point is: "He's not doing it right. He gives 20,000 yuan in piano rebates to 3,500 yuan. I said I'd rather you give it cheaper to the students. This money can only be earned for a while. The key is that it's not interesting."

"So you have advanced ideas." Yang Jingxing tried again: "Do you have a psychological price point?"

Zhang Yijie hesitated for a moment: "If you can really do it well, the price will be right. If you don't want to make a lot of money, it's pointless. Why do you need money?"

Yang Jingxing still wanted to complete the task: "Please pay attention to rest and recuperate. We can be the liaison salesmen. Does anyone know Zeng Li?"

Zeng Li is very optimistic: "There must be many people who want it. If you can manage, I would like it, but I can't."

Zhang Yijie was still polite: "Don't bother you...some people are a little taboo about this."

"I'll let you know when I meet someone who's suitable. If you're interested, just discuss it yourself." Yang Jingxing thought, "We've agreed to treat us to a meal."

Zhang Yijie smiled: "That's no problem."

Zeng Li was immediately concerned: "The decoration is quite good and it's new. I think it's about four to five hundred thousand."

Zhang Yijie thought of Datou: "I just paid half a year's rent until August. There are still two years left on the contract. It will increase by 20,000 yuan one year and 340,000 yuan the next year."

Zeng Li wants to settle the score...

The dining spot is not far away, just near Shao Fangjie’s house, and parking is very convenient. The large-looking ostentation on the upper and lower floors of the restaurant makes people think it is an assembly line lacking exquisiteness, but both Yan Guangyong and Li Fu said it is very good, and they have visited many times.

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The private room was quite spacious, and even though it was casual, the three Puyin people still sat together. He Chengshi was quite new-comer-minded, so he waited until everyone else had chosen before trying to get closer to the musician: "I'll sit here."

Of course Yang Jingxing welcomed it: "Okay, four to three."

Of course Li Fu disagreed: "Come here, they are engaged in art."

He Chengshi, this trendy handsome guy, is very humble: "It's a rare opportunity to learn and communicate with a successful artist like Mr. Yang."

Yang Jingxing then took the cup: "Come, let's communicate."

He Chengshi quickly picked up the cup and cooperated. After touching it, he remembered that he should unanimously say: "I am a soldier, you command."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare: "The commander must be Officer Yan. How are we going to fight today?"

The tall and mighty Yan Guangyongzhen has always been kind:

Interested, let’s chat…”

What Yang Jingxing wanted to know was: "How was it deployed in the past?"

Yan Guangyong, a mere second-level superintendent with no official position, could only say: "Follow the command."

Zeng Li was curious: "Have the colleagues who went together arrived, or are we going on a mission together?"

"Not necessarily." Yan Guangyong thought for a while: "The training conditions there are not as good as here, and we usually have to help them with training. Our deputy detachment leader is the first batch, and he does a good job in the front finger, two and three in two years

Two individual commendations for equal merit."

Li Fu laughed: "I was fucked by him during the martial arts competition!"

Yan Guangyong was still embarrassed: "At that time, I just joined the team and showed my performance, so the leader was lenient."

Yang Jingxing was amused: "You're being ordered now?"

Yan Guangyong shook his head and seemed to boast: "It's our turn!"

He Chengshi was optimistic: "Everything should be fine."

Yan Guangyong nodded: "It's best if nothing happens."

Bi Haiyang agreed: "Prevent it before it happens and deter it at the source."

"Yuan." Li Fu seemed a little heavy: "It's difficult... order food!"

Li Fu and Yan Guangyong even have the same taste in drinking. They recommend the strong-flavor type to everyone. It has outstanding advantages and is very cost-effective. The quality is even twice as high as that of the more expensive ones. But other than them, others don't seem to care about this. Whatever

Well, two bottles are just two bottles, and the invited ones should not be allowed to pay.

Li Fu was really attentive: "Lao Zhang doesn't drink alcohol to begin with. See for yourself. Can Zeng Li express his intention to a certain extent?"

Zeng Li grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and nodded firmly: "Okay."

Li Fu smiled again: "What Lao Bi didn't say, you can tell just by looking at Wang Rui's family tradition."

Bi Haiyang was of course modest: "I haven't learned the family tradition yet."

Yang Jingxing said mischievously: "You two are both unique and don't be polite to each other."

Zeng Lihe: "The two are a double show."

Li Fu was thoughtful: "Mr. He, it's the first time today. We must be sincere and enthusiastic. It's up to you. You can decide whether you want another bottle or two."

"Mr. Li said this..." He Chengshi found it difficult to handle, so he deflected the conflict: "I listen to Mr. Yang."

Li Fu laughed angrily: "Why do you listen to him? He is now an ordinary family member."

He Chengshi seemed a little confused. Bi Haiyang only laughed briefly and then thought of other things. Only Yan Guangyong on the table seemed to understand the poet's teasing, and of course Yang Jingxing himself: "Lao Zhang, tell me,

The deputy regiment’s family members.”

Zhang Yijie is not afraid at all if he doesn’t drink anyway: “Whatever, I’m happy today.”

Bi Haiyang was afraid of being affected: "Drink it first, then take it if you don't have enough."

He Chengshi noticed it: "Mr. Yang, do you get together often?"

These people who are also family members, not to mention often drinking and dining together at the same table, Yang Jingxing dared to nod shamelessly and even said proudly: "I watched them catch up step by step."

This was really humiliating. Yan Guangyong's face was a little offended. Bi Haiyang responded with a serious tone: "Lao Yang is very casual with us. We are all true friends."

You can't deny it in public. The family members could only nod and Yan Guangyong said: "Otherwise, why would you call me Lao Yang?"

Li Fu also gave me face: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have flown back today."

Yan Guangyong looked solemn again: "Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Xiaojie even feels bad..."

This politeness was almost revealing. Zeng Li, who was also considered an old man, came to the rescue and deceived the newlyweds: "At your wedding, you can sing for four hundred and two, but you can't pay for it."

"I called Lao Yang that morning and they were still in Chongqing..." Yan Guangyong seemed to be touched by himself again: "It really helped a lot."

He Chengshi nodded: "Gao Pianpian said that Mr. Yang likes Shao Fangjie..."

Yang Jingxing was startled: "Let's be clear, Lao Yan will beat me three times!"

Yan Guangyong laughed louder than anyone else, and then he was moved again: "My wife has a very good personality and is good to people, really."

Maybe they were still not that familiar, but no one laughed at them, and Zeng Li nodded: "I want to thank Xiaojie..."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Wait until they come to say such things loudly."

Who can be so shameless? Poet Li can say: "Let's go over and toast Xiaojie later..."
To be continued...