Chapter 13 013 [Debt collection comes to your door]
If you catch Guan Jiahui, you will inevitably be intimidated. In serious cases, you will force Guan Jiahui to go to the nightclub to welcome guests.
It must be said that Luo Qihong felt sympathy, but his reason told him not to get into trouble.
In the end, Luo Qihong went to Guan Jiahui's rental house. Unfortunately, Guan Jiahui was not there, or perhaps he did not dare to open the door, so Luo Qihong had no way of knowing.
The next morning, Luo Qihong was alone with Fujia Newspaper Company to discuss the issue of increasing the printing volume of the magazine.
Fujia Newspaper Company is a relatively small company, with no more than 13 employees including the boss. However, it has two popular magazines, one of which is the "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" type, with an annual turnover of Between two and three million.
The office of this company is also in Kowloon Bay, only 3 kilometers away from Luo Family Workshop, so Luo Qihong walked here.
"Hello! I'm Luo Qihong. I have an appointment to meet your boss at 9:30 today." Luo Qihong smiled and greeted the lady at the front desk.
The young lady at the front desk is average-looking, but her chest is quite spectacular and the highlights are very prominent.
"Mr. Luo, please come this way!" The young lady took Luo Qihong directly to the boss Zhang Kuisheng's office without looking through any records.
"Boss, your guests are here!" The lady at the front desk knocked on the door and pushed in after receiving permission.
The office is not big, with an area of about 100 square feet. The office equipment is very complete. The only unsightly thing is the green sofa.
Zhang Kuisheng looked up from a stack of books and looked at Luo Qihong. He smiled gently and said, "You must be Ah Hong. Your dad and I are old friends. Sit down wherever you want."
He looked again He said to the young lady at the front desk, "Go and make a cup of coffee."
"Yes, boss!" the young lady at the front desk responded.
"Hello, Boss Zhang! I'm here to talk to you about the printing business." Luo Qihong lowered his head and said to Zhang Kuisheng.
Actually, the last thing Luo Qihong wants to see is a person like Zhang Kuisheng, who seems to be enthusiastic but is actually cold-hearted and cunning.
If Zhang Kuisheng was a human being, the printing business was just a matter of his words. Now that Luo Qihong is coming to visit in person, he undoubtedly wants to get more benefits, or he doesn't want to leave the business to the Luo family.
"As I said, your father and I are old friends. You can call me Uncle Zhang." Zhang Kuisheng said pretending to be unhappy.
"Okay, Uncle Zhang!" Luo Qihong smiled lightly, the expression on his face was the shyness of the original owner.
"Mr. Luo, please drink coffee!" The lady at the front desk delivered the coffee to the table in front of Luo Qihong.
"Thank you!" Luo Qihong said looking at the young lady's profile.
"I heard that you just graduated from college. What are you doing now?" Zhang Kuisheng crossed his legs and chatted with Luo Qihong about home affairs.
“I’m doing real estate now.” Luo Qihong said.
"Real estate is a profitable industry. If you do it well, you will have a bright future." Zhang Kuisheng said, "The newspaper business is not easy to do now, and it is not easy to sell magazines. The performance is not as good as the 80% before. I didn’t agree to the printing business your father mentioned, and it’s hard to explain on the phone.”
Luo Qihong said, "I understand Uncle Zhang's difficulty. My family recently bought a second-hand printing equipment, and the current production capacity is overcapacity, so my father wants to do more business. The profit can be reduced slightly, and I will report it to you." Let’s set a price, the original 90%, what do you think?”
“Ah Hong, I don’t want to lower your price, business has been really difficult recently.” Zhang Kuisheng said.
Luo Qihong smiled warmly and said, "Uncle Zhang, I understand. I also hope that you can always take care of my family's business."
The 'two uncles and nephews' kept chatting until it was close to 11:15 , Luo Qihong left Fujia Newspaper Agency. Back home, Luo Qihong told Luo Zegui about the matter and asked Luo Zegui to remember to sign the contract and not to work without a contract.
Although Zhang Kuisheng is a bit cunning, he still has some credibility after doing business with the Luo family for many years. However, Luo Zegui decided to listen to his youngest son's instructions and planned to go to Fujia Newspaper Company in the afternoon to sign a contract and finalize the matter.
On the street, Luo Qihong, who was slowly walking towards the store, suddenly discovered that a shop with more than 1,000 square feet was being renovated.
As far as he knows, North Point is an area with prominent industry. People here don't like luxury goods very much, and they may not go into the luxuriously decorated supermarkets. They prefer the vegetable market.
"I heard that this is a branch of a real estate agency. It needs to be decorated very luxuriously to create the most professional and luxurious real estate agency in North Point."
Luo Qihong glanced at him with a frown and whispered. He did not doubt that what the aunts said was false. Sometimes these aunts were the most well-informed people in the market, and he also recognized the result of what the aunts said.
Luo Qihong looked at the store that was still being renovated, and his mood suddenly became gloomy. He had a premonition of 'heavy rain'.
With the backing of an intermediary company with strong capital, this branch will not allow too many intermediaries in North Point, which means that the market is about to undergo a baptism, and many people will leave North Point in despair and go to other places. Start a new place.
This is not a sin, it is a normal law of the market. It is very common for the big to bully the small, and it is also a very easy method.
Thinking of Lin Luoqi, Luo Qihong was slightly relieved. At least he still had a small backer, at least he could survive, and he might be able to do the rental business of housing units full-time in the future.
As long as he works harder, Luo Qihong believes that he can always survive, and the agency is just a transitional job for him, so why should he care too much.
As soon as Luo Qihong opened the iron door of the store, a figure rushed in, scaring Luo Qihong out of his mind.
"Who are you? Why did you come into my store?" Luo Qihong scolded, but unfortunately the man still hid inside, as if he was afraid of someone.
After thinking about it, Luo Qihong decided to go to the door to check. When he saw the three young and Dangerous boys who came to see Guan Jiahui yesterday, he immediately looked at the hiding figure, which seemed a bit like Guan Jiahui.
In the end, Luo Qihong still planned to help Guan Jiahui, so he closed the door.
"Click!" The door closed completely.
Luo Qihong turned on the lights in the room and said to Guan Jiahui, "Come out, the door is closed."
At this time, Guan Jiahui poked her head out and saw that the door was really closed, which relieved her shock a little.
"What did you do to offend them?" Luo Qihong poured a glass of water and handed it to Guan Jiahui.
In the end, Guan Jiahui became bored and said, "Thank you! I will leave when they leave."
Still didn't want to tell the reason.
Seeing this, Luo Qihong analyzed, "Young and Dangerous chase people because they don't pay back money, or you took something from them. I guess you owe money."
Guan Jiahui glanced at Luo Qihong guiltily, her eyes frequent In the blink of an eye, she was only 18 years old, and her life experience was far less rich than Luo Qihong's. She couldn't do it without being afraid, or without changing her expression.
"How much do you owe? Where are your family members?" Luo Qihong asked knowingly.
During this period, Guan Jiahui's father Guan Shan often went to Wanwan to hide from debts, while her mother took her younger brother to the United States, leaving her alone in Xiangjiang, helpless.
"I owe 30,000 yuan. It was borrowed by my father. It has nothing to do with me." Guan Jiahui spoke in a low voice, but Luo Qihong heard it.
(End of this chapter)