Outside the hotel—

The lights are red and the wine is charming.

After finally sending the fat man and the others away, Song Zhichao suddenly said to Mark: "Do you want to eat lobsters?"

Mark smiled at him.

Nonsense, who can fill your stomach in such occasions?

Immediately, the two of them turned back to the restaurant and ordered a big lobster.

When the steamed lobster came up, Song Zhichao and Mark started to move directly, and soon peeled off the huge lobster bones and ate the white and tender meat clean.

Almost really full, Mark pushed the plate, wiped his mouth with a tissue, leaned on the chair with satisfaction, bit a cigarette in his mouth, and said happily and comfortably: "I finally survived."

Song Zhichao was still struggling with a shrimp leg, biting his leg, and once he sucked it, he sucked the white meat into his mouth and tasted it.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was so gentle to eat lobsters, Mark smiled, raised his chin and spit out, "Achao, sometimes I really can't see through you. I can speak foreign languages, and I can also speak English, French and Italian... I'm so gentle to eat now. To be honest, are you the illegitimate child of a wealthy man in Hong Kong who has been wandering to the mainland, pretending to be a pig and eating tiger?"

Song Zhichao smiled and replied to him: "I think you have watched too many Hong Kong dramas."

"How do you explain that you know three foreign languages?" Mark refused to give in. "I'm not even speaking English."

Song Zhichao took a tissue, dipped it in his mouth, then threw it into the paper towel, drank a little tea, rinsed his mouth, and then said, "You can teach me without a teacher, do you believe it?"

"I believe you!" Mark cursed with a smile, "You said you are a charlatan, maybe I still believe you."

Seeing that Mark didn't believe him, Song Zhichao smiled, without explaining, but just poured a glass of water into Mark's cup and handed it over, "Drinking water first - Zhongyou, thank you for your arrangement tonight."

Mark laughed: "It's good that you know, I've introduced you with the best connections."

After laughing, Mark frowned again, smoked cigarettes, and stopped talking.

Seeing him being so silent, Song Zhichao observed his words and said, "Are you worried about the dance hall?"

Mark nodded, "Don't look at the dance hall business now, I'm afraid this is a sign before the storm comes..."

He paused and said, "Since the beginning of construction, Cheng Fada has started, just opposite our dance hall, the five-story building is more than 5,000 square meters, and the area is larger than our Caesar... The Broadway stage is very domineering, isn't it?"

Mark took a sip of cigarettes hard, "I also heard that Broadway has a huge investment, not only audio equipment, but also floor tiles are the best in China. When the business is really opened, it may steal most of our customers at once."

Maybe he felt that he was too pessimistic to say this, so Mark deliberately smiled and said, "Of course, it's the same as you said. Since they have such a big formation, it will definitely take a lot of time, at least half a year, at least we can earn more."

As he spoke, Mark blew up the ashes.

Song Zhichao smiled.

Looking at Song Zhichao's strange laughter, Mark couldn't help but say, "What are you laughing? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Song Zhichao did not answer him directly, but suddenly asked: "Why did the three directors refuse to go to the Caesars Dance Hall just now?"

"What?" Mark was stunned for a moment, and thought for a moment, "Didn't they say that they want to go to a regular place, drink tea, etc. They don't like the excitement, they like to be quiet."

Song Zhichao pointed to Mark: "Who are you?"

"What, what puzzle you are fighting with me?"

"I'm asking who you are, a man or a woman?"

"Nonsense, of course I am a man. What you see in the bathroom is so big and mighty." Mark patted his chest and said manly.

"Yes, you are a man, so who are the three directors just now?"

"Of course, it's also a man! That's all."

"OK, since everyone is a man, from your perspective, do you want to have a good time after drinking?"

"Uh--" Mark didn't say anything.

"Do you want to take a bath, sauna, kill chickens, find a beautiful woman, or something?" Song Zhichao's tone was very tempting.

Mark swallowed, "If Anna didn't know, of course I would think!"

"That's it! Since you want to, then why don't the three of them want?"

Mark was stopped.

Seeing that Mark began to think about this issue, Song Zhichao pointed out: "So, many people think that business can only make money, but who knows that opening a quieter environment, higher customer level, one-stop service, and all member-based entertainment venues will make more money!"

When he heard this, a light flashed in Mark's heart, as if he had caught something, but it was not very clear.

No longer caring about face, Mark immediately asked Song Zhichao and said, "Achao, please don't keep it in hiding. Tell me, what should I do?"

Song Zhichao smiled, "Actually it's very simple. At that time, you can modify the dance hall to achieve a one-stop food, drink, and play, and improve the level. There are only things that customers can't imagine, and nothing we can't do... The most important thing is to implement a card recharge membership system. If you have a net worth of 100,000, you won't let in. Those who can come in are all big figures with prominent identities!"

"Select some beautiful beauties and handsome men to act as waiters. You only have one purpose, to make this place a more luxurious place than a palace. The floor tiles opposite are the best in China, so you import Italy and the audio equipment opposite are the best. You can set up a few private rooms and each private room. Don't be afraid of spending money. If you spend money, it is called money. If you can't spend it, it is called paper. Making money with money is the highest level of making money, right?"

Mark was already in a state of crazy reverie. Song Zhichao made a little move, which was equivalent to opening a closed door for him.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhichao didn't say anything, but just picked up the tea cup and drank the tea slowly.

After about two or three minutes, Mark woke up from his reverie, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Song Zhichao and said, "According to what you said, then are we still called a dance hall?"

"Of course not!" Song Zhichao said slowly, "It should be called Caesar Senior Club, or Caesar Private Senior Club!"

...

Song Zhichao then told Mark about the specific matters of opening a club. This form of entertainment and leisure model actually exists in Hong Kong, but it is popular in the mainland ten years later. Now Song Zhichao informed Mark of this concept in advance, and in fact he was thanking him for his selfless help.

People talk about fate and feelings.

Mark treats him with sincerity, and Song Zhichao will repay the past a hundred times. This is his temperament.

At this moment, after listening to Song Zhichao's story, Mark knew that he had made a lot of money. He only helped Song Zhichao for a little favor, and the other party gave him such a big gift package.

If Song Zhichao's setting is based on Song Zhichao, then the club will be able to make a lot of money by just one membership system.

With joy in his heart, Mark couldn't help blurting out: "Achao, if your club's proposal is really done, I'll count you one!"

Just come up with an idea and you will get a profit!

Mark was also generous.

Song Zhichao smiled, "This is what you said, don't go back on your word then!"

Only Song Zhichao knows how profitable this kind of business is. After making money, it is a channel for communication with the top class. The value of this channel alone is unlimited. At that time, if people outside need help with anything, they will not miss you if they don’t get in. It can be said that this business is definitely a one-sided person.

Of course, Mark would not have thought so much, and immediately made a decision: "If I regret it, I am yours..." He moved his little tail finger at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao smiled, "It's not good to be a grandson, I don't want to be a master!"

Mark punched Song Zhichao and scolded, "You're going to hit your lungs. If you see through it, don't tell me, you dare to take advantage of me!"

Song Zhichao deliberately pretended to be injured by his internal force, covered his chest and shouted: "What a sharp seven-injury fist!"

"What a sharp ghost! To be honest, A Chao, how are you going to do your toy business?"

"What do you do?" Suddenly changing the topic made Song Zhichao stunned.

"You care about my career, and of course I have to care about you too!" Mark said, "The procedures have been completed. Your company has done everything it should do except not set off firecrackers. What's the next step?"

Song Zhichao scraped his chin with his right hand, "Of course I'm going to make a toy."

"Make toys, buy a toy factory?"

"I'll take a ghost for ten thousand yuan!" Song Zhichao said, "I'm going to find a toy factory and then invest in toys..."

Mark smiled: "Have you found it?"

"Finished." Song Zhichao smiled slightly, "has already locked in a target."

"Oh, so fast? Which one?"

“No. 18, Heping Road, Dahai Toy Factory.”

Mark was surprised, "It sounds familiar, but it's not very famous! I chose this factory because of the toys and the craftsmanship is great?"
Chapter completed!