Mansion No. 57 is the meeting place chosen by Wang Zhijie.

From 3:00 p.m. on the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, until 5:30 p.m., Qiu Xu, Wang Zhisuke, who was flying to Binhai, and the three-person team he brought, had a friendly and enthusiastic discussion at the mansion.

With his experience and experience in his freshman life, Qiu Xu gave the other party as detailed information as possible in the fresh food supermarket chain.

At the end of the discussion, the two parties signed a letter of intent to cooperate.

In the letter of intent, both parties agree unanimously.

Beicang Group will spend 500 million yuan to cooperate with Qiu Xu to establish Beicang Fresh Fresh Chain Co., Ltd. to enter the national fresh food retail terminal market.

In this newly established company, Qiu Xu invested in technology and information, accounting for two percentage points.

After signing the letter of intent, both parties stayed in the mansion for dinner.

The weather today was not very good, it was gloomy and humid, and there were also cold winds of level 4 or 5. Qiu Xu, who was solicited for advice, was not polite.

"Brother Wang, how many others can eat mutton?"

Seeing that Wang Zhijie and his three subordinates expressed their likes, Qiu Xu said to the waiter beside him: "Let's soup, mutton hotpot, plus roasted mutton ribs."

He explained to Wang Zhisuke again, "I have treated me here, had roasted lamb once, and had mutton soup, which felt quite delicious."

"I've taken the initiative today"

“Other dishes…”

Wang Zhijie said cheerfully: "Brother Qiu, you are the only one who makes the decision. In this weather, eating mutton and drinking mutton soup are comfortable."

Qiu Xu didn't order any of the other side dishes by himself, so he just let the kitchen look at it and match it.

At this time, Wang Zhijie suddenly asked, "Brother Qiu, are you treating me here? Are you also a member here?"

Qiu Xu smiled and said, "Before the Gregorian years, with the joint recommendation of Mr. Zhan and Mr. Gu of Shenghai International Advertising Company, I luckily became an ordinary member here."

Wang Zhijie was a little surprised and chuckled: "Brother Qiu, as far as I know, you have a high possibility that you are the youngest member of China Merchants Club in the country."

"I'm still studying at your age."

"Brother, it's amazing!"

Qiu Xu waved his hand and said modestly: "There is nothing great. If you look at it nationwide, there are more peers who are better than me."

"Besides, my membership status may not be next year."

Wang Zhijie laughed and said, "With my brother's talent and development speed, I will become a senior member next year. I am not surprised at all..."

Wang Zhijie and Qiu Xu were chatting, and the three people sitting next to each other took out their phones that had been turned off.

They turn on the computer, unlock it, and check whether there is any important information during the meeting.

Suddenly, a person's cell phone rang.

The man hurriedly got up, apologized to Wang Zhijie and Qiu Xu, and ran out of the room with his cell phone.

The familiar melody on this person's mobile phone reminded Qiu Xu that since he signed someone's endorsement, he had to work.

"Brother Wang, do you have an impression of the female singer who sang this song "The Moon Represents My Heart"?"

Wang Zhijie chuckled and said, "This year's Spring Festival Gala singer is still the champion of "Super Singer", so I naturally have an impression."

"A pretty exquisite and beautiful girl, my mother likes her very much."

"Brother, have you fallen in love with her, too?"

Qiu Xu laughed and said, "Of course I like it."

"She is the first star in my advertising company to sign a contract, and she is fully committed to endorsing her advertising contract."

"Brother Wang, I remember there are several celebrity spokespersons in Beicang?"

Wang Zhijie laughed loudly and said, "I understand."

"That little girl is now famous, she is beautiful and likable, and she is fully qualified to be the image spokesperson for our Beicang Group's flagship products."

"Brother, let's arrange this when I go back."

Qiu Xu said happily: "Brother Wang, thank you."

"I'll invite this meal today!"

Qiu Xu thought of another point and asked: "Brother Wang, there is a kind of homemade white wine here, which has a very mellow taste."

"Do you want to taste it?"

Wang Zhi said happily: "I personally prefer more liquor. The ones I recommend will definitely not be bad."

"Then let's have a bottle and taste it together..."

Wang Zhijie blurted out the good wine in Mansion when he tasted this homemade liquor in Mansion.

Seeing Wang Zhijie's expression of closing his eyes and savoring, Qiu Xu knew that he really liked the liquor.

However, after just drinking two taels of wine, Wang Nosuke, who looked clear and unintoxicated, stopped drinking.

He introduced that no matter how good the wine is, no matter how much it is, it will be two taels.

This is the rule he set for himself after being drunk and embarrassing in his early years, and has been abiding by it for more than 30 years.

Qiu Xu was so arrogant that he saw the big picture from the small and was so self-disciplined.

When he thought about it, Wang Zhijie naturally has extraordinary talents to be able to develop Beicang Group to a scale of more than 100 billion yuan in production and sales...

It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening and the dinner ended.

Qiu Xu and Wang Zhijie agreed that after the Spring Festival holiday, they would leave after another appointment for a detailed discussion.

On the way home, Qiu Xu began to reflect on himself from the mirror of Wang Zhisuke.

After the freshman, I got drunk less than ten times, seven or eight times, and I even got drunk several times.

Not only is it harmful to the body when drunk, it is very likely to mislead or bad things!

Besides, with his current achievements and status, he set rules at the table with a stern face. I guess no one dared to force him to drink.

Also set a meter of two taels?

Or four taels?

If you drink beer, how many bottles are appropriate?

Just as Qiu Xu was exploring his mind and preparing to start with limited drinking and being strict with himself, he found that his cell phone was ringing.

He glanced at it and saw that the screen was Yan Guofei.

Qiu Xu frowned and answered the phone.

"Mr. Qiu, do you have time? Come out together and get together!"

Before Qiu Xu could respond, Yan Guofei's voice came from his phone, "We can go to the Golden Ding Club on the south bank of the Nanjiang River."

"There are many models and little stars there, all of them are charming and charming."

"With your talent and appearance, it's not easy to win anyone you like."

Qiu Xu looked contemptuous, but his tone was calm, and he said, "Just just finished the dinner with his friends, I felt a little dizzy when I drank, so I didn't go out."

He pretended to remember it suddenly and said, "Hey, Mr. Yan, tell you something happy."

"The kiss photo event planning project has been sold!"

"Sold? Who?"

Hearing the other party's urgent questioning, Qiu Xu said slowly: "Jiabao Company, the one who makes sanitary napkins and diapers."

"Originally, I didn't plan to sell this plan to them, it doesn't fit their products very well."

"It's just that they are so kind, they just bid five million."

"The other party is my old customer, and I'm so sincere, so I'll sell it to them..."

"Mr. Yan, I will continue to think about activities suitable for toothpaste promotion, please be patient..."
Chapter completed!