Chapter 368: Zhou Ming’s Boring Malicious Humor

"Clients? Do we have to marry their daughters too? But their daughters are no more than ten years old. Is that even possible?" Summer Lang's younger brother muttered to himself, completely unable to understand Zhou Ming's words. Zhou Ming didn't expect this reckless person, just like Zhang Lei, to come up with any good ideas. He was just waiting for Summer Lang's response.

Summer Lang didn't disappoint Zhou Ming. After Zhou Ming's prompt, Summer Lang pondered for a while, staring intently at his notebook. After a long time, he suddenly realized, "Mr. Zhou, you mean we can pool all the money from these clients and present it as our own to the factory? That way, we can come up with the 80,000 yuan."

Zhou Ming smiled and confirmed that was the idea. Summer Lang was so thrilled by Zhou Ming's affirmation that he nearly jumped up with excitement, waving his hands and feet. "Mr. Zhou, you're a business genius! Only someone like you could come up with such a magical solution!"

"Whether I'm a genius or not isn't important. What matters is if you continue like this, we might not be able to stay in this café," Zhou Ming reminded him.

Summer Lang then remembered he was in a café, where it was very quiet, and he had become the focus of the entire place. The waitstaff were starting to approach, and judging by their unfriendly looks, they would probably ask him to leave if he continued to be so excited.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhou. I was just too excited earlier. Your idea is truly amazing, utilizing every resource to the extreme!"

Summer Lang awkwardly sat down, his voice still trembling, reflecting how impactful and thrilling Zhou Ming's advice was for him.

It was no wonder Summer Lang was so excited. As the saying goes, "A skilled woman cannot cook without rice." His current situation was that he had no money. Looking at such a big business right in front of him but lacking the funds, he could only be anxious. His brother, seeing his desperation, had taken a risk to ask Zhou Ming for money, thinking it was worth a try.

But now Zhou Ming's words had opened a door to a new world for him, making him marvel that business could be done this way?

Although he didn't have money, that didn't mean others didn't. Just because he couldn't come up with the full amount didn't mean several people couldn't gather it together. With so many clients, he could get them to each contribute a little. Even if it wasn't much, if eight out of ten clients provided money, he would have the 80,000 yuan needed.

The core idea of Zhou Ming's method was "borrowing chickens to lay eggs." Everyone can say those four words, but few can remember and apply them in practice. Zhou Ming was just such a person. It was precisely because of his clever mind and ability to think of so many things that he had achieved what he had today.

Seeing his former boss so excited and admiring him, Zhou Ming felt a secret pleasure. After all, such an opportunity to directly educate his boss wasn't something that came often, even if this boss was still young and unaware that Zhou Ming was his former boss.

Of course, Zhou Ming's secret pleasure was fleeting. The reborn Zhou Ming was quite different from his past self, having changed a lot in terms of psychological qualities and other ideas.

If Zhou Ming were still like his past self, he would have flaunted in front of his boss to satisfy his vanity. But now, he had no interest in doing that.

"Alright, don't be so excited. I've come up with the idea, but implementing it might not be as simple as just thinking of it. It depends on your actual execution," Zhou Ming said to Summer Lang. "It's not that I'm trying to dampen your spirits, but the practical difficulty of this method is not any easier than thinking of it."

"Rest assured, Mr. Zhou. I will definitely work hard to implement your idea," Summer Lang said.

"Good. There's no time to waste. Pick a client and start immediately," Zhou Ming said.

Zhou Ming then turned to Du Peng and said, "Let's follow along and see how Summer Lang handles his clients and manages to get their money."

Du Peng looked at Zhou Ming with disdain and said, "I really didn't expect you to have such a boring malicious interest."

Zhou Ming burst into laughter. If one were to describe this as a boring malicious interest, Zhou Ming thought it was quite apt. Just the fact that he had to tell that story was completely unnecessary. He could have directly told Summer Lang what to do, but he chose to go around the issue, all just to satisfy his own malicious interest.

Zhou Ming clearly remembered that in his previous life, while working at Summer Lang's company, whenever Summer Lang talked to him, whether intentionally or not, he would always use a storytelling method. As a result, he would drag the time on for a long while, which made Zhou Ming very displeased.

Because of this reason, Zhou Ming decided to return the favor and treat Summer Lang the same way.

What satisfied Zhou Ming's malicious interest even more was that the story he told was one Summer Lang had shared with him in his past life. Summer Lang had said it was the story of a former world's richest person. Zhou Ming thought it was nonsense, so now he used this opportunity to give him back that story he had no idea where it came from.

As for following Summer Lang to see how he negotiated with clients to get their money, it was just because Zhou Ming was bored and had nothing better to do.

During this period, Zhou Ming was in a phase of watching and waiting. His previous industries, from Nanjiang to Linyang, whether it was Nanjiang Night Club, Jinpeng Company, Eight Treasure Porridge, rural industrial parks, or Chuling Expressway Project, all were either halted or sealed. Even Du Peng's Shaqima business in distant Yan Jing was affected to some extent.

Currently, although Zhou Ming had made some moves and stirred up the national situation, directly disrupting the Tan family's plans and forcing the central government to decide to act against the Tan family, the central government, no matter what, was still the central government. All decisions had to be considered from various perspectives and align with the current national situation.

The Tan family, having evolved from a comprador family at the beginning of the reform and opening up to stretching its influence across various sectors of the country, required careful handling to avoid harming the nation's vitality. Even with figures like Yang Lao and a group of old revolutionaries by his side, it was crucial to make the most detailed considerations.

If it weren't for the Tan family's newly emerged company creating such a significant impact, how could they have still had the confidence to speak those words in front of Zhou Ming after Jiang Chunhua was arrested?

In simple terms, it was like that saying: the Tan family isn't something you can just mess with or take down at will.

As for Zhou Ming, this was beyond his control. He wasn't the Tan family and didn't have such an influential emerging company to stir the national situation. Thus, he could only wait patiently.

However, Zhou Ming fully trusted the party and the country, believing that the central government's senior officials would make the most beneficial decisions for the country and the people!

Zhou Ming's advice to stay away from leaders was the best decision, avoiding causing them headaches.

While Zhou Ming was lost in thought, Summer Lang had already made his decision. He pointed to a name in the middle of his notebook and said, "Mr. Zhou, this Mr. Qian is the most familiar client among all my clients. I decided to start with him. What do you think?"

Zhou Ming smiled and replied, "Whether I think it's good or not doesn't matter. What matters is whether you think it's good."

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and added, "Moreover, it doesn't matter who you start with. Just because you know this client well doesn't mean he will definitely give you money."

Summer Lang nodded seriously, acknowledging that he understood. He wasn't being perfunctory with Zhou Ming, but at this moment, he couldn't foresee how difficult this path would be.

After determining the strategy, Zhou Ming and Summer Lang set off immediately. They first arrived at a mall in Sanyuan.

"Mr. Qian's store is in this mall. His business is doing very well, and he has good judgment. More importantly, he is very supportive of me. I believe he will definitely accept," Summer Lang explained, pointing to a store not far away. But Zhou Ming only glanced at it and said, "As I said before, how you think is not important. What matters is how you do it and what his final decision will be. Otherwise, if he doesn't give money, all efforts will be in vain."

"Rest assured, Mr. Zhou. I will definitely achieve a successful start!" Summer Lang said.

With that, he got out of the car, and Zhou Ming accompanied him, heading towards the store. His brother was in another car, cheering him on.

They arrived at the store, and Summer Lang called out, "Boss Qian," to which a short, plump person came out with a smile, greeting them and saying, "Oh! Summer Boss, what brings you here? Come in and sit down, have a smoke."

This was Mr. Qian, as mentioned by Summer Lang. He warmly welcomed Zhou Ming and Summer Lang, offering them chairs, cigarettes, and tea, with all services being very attentive.

"You don't need to be so busy, Mr. Qian. I'm here to discuss a big business with you," Summer Lang said.

"

Summer Boss, I knew you wouldn't come here without a reason. There must be something you want to discuss," Mr. Qian said, while serving tea and sitting down. "What kind of business are we talking about?"

"I'm here to find Mr. Qian because it's a profitable deal," Summer Lang explained. "I have a batch of very cheap but high-quality goods. As long as you can give me 20,000 yuan, I can deliver the goods to you immediately. The price of these clothes is at least five percentage points lower than what you would pay elsewhere. Isn't this a way to make money for you?"

"I see! That really is a profitable deal," Mr. Qian smiled and said. But his next sentence made Summer Lang feel frustrated, "However, Summer Boss, it's unfortunate that I don't have that much money at hand right now."