Chapter 482 (1/2)

Chapter 482: Yuan Zhou’s Warm Reminder

“Is this the vending machine mentioned?” Ling Hong took the phone and gradually approached.

“Yes. That’s it. It simply destroys the aesthetic feeling.” With his brows knitted tight, Wu Hai was still thinking of that oil painting of his.

After it was sold out, Wu Hai even paid the buyer to redeem it. This was a first. Because of that, he made some concessions to Zheng Jiawei on some matters. Judging from that, one could imagine how Wu Hai treasured that oil painting of People Passing by A Small Restaurant.

But now, this machine that had no aesthetic feeling at all was placed at the door of Yuan Zhou’s restaurant. Wu Hai was really unable to tolerate that.

“Indeed. He actually sold the drink over here. What good do these drinks do to people?” It was once in a blue moon where Ling Hong shared the same opinion with Wu Hai on a matter.

Ling Hong never drank those drinks. Without any reason, he just didn’t like drinking them.

As a rich and capricious second generation tycoon, he naturally didn’t want others to drink it either. Yeap, that was the simple and crude logic.

“Ho Ho. I will let him know what being unable to sell means.” Jiang Changxi stood behind the two people and said confidently.

“Of course.” Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and nodded.

“I will provide the money needed,” said the wealthy Ling Hong.

“Okay. So starting from tomorrow, we send soybean milk to everyone free of charge during breakfast.” Jiang Changxi worked out a plan quickly.

“Will that work?” Wu Hai indicated that he really had no idea of things on business.

“No problem. Let’s buy out all the soybean milk from the street peddlers and then give them out to the customers. We can put them beside the queuing machine and that will be perfect.” Ling Hong nodded his head and then said that.

“Why don’t we move this machine away directly?” Wu Hai thought of a simple and crude method.

“First of all, he must have got the approval from the Street Administration Office before he placed the machine over here. That is why it’s not good to move it away directly now. Secondly, we are all civilized people and therefore should treat everybody gently when it comes to business.” Jiang Changxi grinned.

“Does giving out the soybean milk for free also count?” Wu Hai murmured with a low voice.

“Of course. After all, we are squeezing him out of the business openly.” Jiang Changxi turned his head, looking at Wu Hai, and then said mildly.

“I’m going to inform Boss Yuan that we are going to put a shelf beside the queuing machine.” Wu Hai had a very sensitive instinct. He said that immediately when he saw the smile of Jiang Changxi.

“Um. Let’s just take this matter as being the perks to the customers from the committee.” Ling Hong waved his hand in a generous manner.

“Tsk. I also have much money.” Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and walked into Yuan Zhou’s restaurant swaggeringly.

“Shua Shua”. Yuan Zhou was writing something on the LED panel seriously.

“Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan?” Wu Hai saw Yuan Zhou taking the LED panel, standing at the stairs and writing.

“Um. There are still ten minutes before the business time.” Yuan Zhou put the pen down and said earnestly.

“I know, I know. I have learned the time by heart.” Wu Hai nodded his head.

Then, Yuan Zhou stared at Wu Hai just like that and revealed a very clear meaning as if to say, “Since you know everything, why are you still standing there? Why don’t you go out?”

“I have something to say. I’ll put a basket beside your queuing machine to provide the drinks to the customers in line.” Wu Hai instantly understood Yuan Zhou’s meaning and said immediately.

“Okay. Don’t occupy too much space.” Yuan Zhou nodded.

In Yuan Zhou’s opinion, it wasn’t a big deal to put a basket there. Besides, he was very sure that the drinks were free. After all, Wu Hai didn’t seem to be a person good at doing business.

“Alright. That’s it.” Wu Hai turned around and left.

Neither Wu Hai, Ling Hong nor Jiang Changxi intended to tell Yuan Zhou about their intention. It was the matter of the queuing committee.