“That’s right, you’re not short of money either.” Jiang Qin shrugged.
“Will Jiang Qin receive a red envelope?”
“Yes, the elders usually give red envelopes to uncles and aunts every year. You have to say that I have grown up and can’t take any more, and at the same time pull your pocket to let them put it in. It’s very interesting. .”
Feng Nanshu thought for a long time, took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Yang Shuan who was sitting next to him, with a cold expression like an elder.
Yang Shuan: “?”
Jiang Qin: “?”
“…”
After a while, Yang Jianguo rushed over after hearing the news and hugged Jiang Qin warmly, calling him a brother.
After greetings, he opened his wallet, took out a contract, and handed it to Jiang Qin.
“A few days ago, someone wanted to cooperate with me to open a franchise store, but I didn’t understand, so I held off for now, waiting for you to come back and see if it would work.”
“Franchise store?”
Jiang Qin opened the contract and read it for a while: “We can consider franchising, but not now. My suggestion is to start the Jeju market first and make our name famous. When the time comes, we will join the franchise ourselves, which will be better than letting others take away a piece of it.” The soup is much stronger.”
Yang Jianguo had blind trust in Jiang Qin and immediately left the contract: “Then I will listen to you. I will not engage in cooperation and franchising for now and continue to open branches.”
“Don’t open branches so fast. We still need to research new business products. By the way, I have two recipes here, one is dumplings and the other is spicy chicken. You can try to see if it works.”
Jiang Qin took out his mobile phone and forwarded two text messages to Yang Jianguo.
The recipe for spicy chicken was given by Dong Wenhao. He made it when the farm band was building, and Jiang Qin thought it tasted very good.
The recipe for dumplings was given by Song Qingqing’s mother. He had never tasted it, but judging from the reactions of Lao Lu, Zhu Feng and Principal Zhang, the fillings should taste surprisingly good.
“This recipe is not mine. If it can be used, just treat it as a technology investment. Just take a portion of the turnover every year and give them a share in proportion.”
“Okay, then I’ll give it a try.”
Jiang Qin nodded, stretched out his hand to feed the little rich woman across from him a sip of mutton soup, and used his little finger to wipe the soup that overflowed from her mouth.
As a result, I fed her a few more times, and each time the soup would “accidentally” overflow from the corner of my mouth.
“?”
Seeing that Jiang Qin noticed something, Feng Nanshu immediately pursed her lips, her eyes wandering, as if she didn’t understand anything.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Qin stood up to leave. Yang Jianguo immediately asked his son to go out to see off his uncle and aunt. Yang Shuan was in a daze holding the hundred yuan in his hand, and his scalp went numb when he heard the words uncle and aunt.