Military training is giving water to the school belle, I am thirsty and I am so drunk

Putting down the teacup, Lin Feng nodded:
“The fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is long. Good tea!”

Of course, the tea maker’s skills are also very good.

Hearing him say this, Mr. Mo was very satisfied and admired the young man in front of him even more. It was rare for someone to have such vision at such a young age.

After pouring another cup for Lin Feng, Mr. Mo continued to make tea while saying calmly:

"Which of those places do you like best?"

What I am talking about is naturally the places suitable for opening stores listed in the information that Lin Feng brought.

Mr. Mo understood Lin Feng's caution. After all, it was his first store. In order to be on the safe side, it would be best to have a good start, so naturally he had to give it more consideration.

Otherwise, if you make a mistake, wouldn’t you be laughed at?

Especially Lin Feng, who suddenly became rich halfway through his career and even surpassed many companies that had been in business for decades. Now his momentum is as strong as that of a young man. He is looked down upon by the business community in Yangcheng, and some even make things difficult for him.

Those people looked down on Lin Feng from the beginning. They were always waiting to see him make a fool of himself and to see Lin Feng achieve nothing and fail miserably just as they hoped.

Faced with such a situation, Lin Feng has to be extra careful.

Looking down at Mr. Mo making tea, Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said:

"To be honest, Mr. Mo, I do have a favorite place in my heart, but I have no idea."

"After all, I'm young, I haven't seen much, and I've only just learned a little about the catering industry, so my horizons are limited."

Lin Feng was not being modest; what he said was true and came from his heart.

Moreover, he would not and dared not do anything that was not sure or safe.

The movement of his hands paused, and Mr. Mo glanced at Lin Feng, then continued to move with his head down, as if the tea lid in front of him was more important than anything else and he was focused at the moment.

After pouring himself a cup of tea, Mr. Mo stopped again:
"Don't underestimate yourself. If you were really short-sighted, would you have everything you have now?"

"Go ahead, I can help you analyze it."

If there are some things that are hard to see through, you can just speak them out. Those involved may not be able to see through them, but others may be able to see through a lot after listening to them.

What's more, since Lin Feng came to him, it means that he has already made up his mind, but he is not sure, and needs someone to help him to make up his mind.

Encouraged by Mr. Mo, Lin Feng nodded and told him all his thoughts.

What he wanted to choose was actually not in this information at all, but somewhere else.

That is a famous commercial park in the suburbs of Yangcheng.

There aren't actually that many residents here, mostly office workers and some schools built in places with few people and villages.

These places are usually crowded during the day, but at night when office workers get off work, there are almost no lights, vehicles or people.

Choosing this place to open the first hotpot restaurant is actually a very risky thing, because if you are not careful, you will lose money, and the loss will not be a small amount.

For Lin Feng, if he fails, it would not only be a matter of losing money, but also a bunch of people who would just watch the fun and wait to laugh at him.

Lin Feng knew all these, but he just had his eyes on that place.

As I mentioned before, there are not only office buildings but also many schools nearby...

Isn’t hotpot popular among young people nowadays?
Especially because the food is inexpensive, tastes good, and the decoration is suitable for taking photos, it is considered an Internet-famous hotpot restaurant by many people, so there are even more people.

Students are a low-spending group, so as long as the hot pot restaurant is famous and the prices are cheap, they will come to eat there from time to time.

Places like hot pot restaurants are very suitable for people who are on good terms with each other to have a meal together.

In addition to students, office workers also like it.

After a day's work, a group of people get together to chat, complain about work, and then slowly braise some meat. Isn't that a great thing?
What’s more, these office workers also like to join in the fun. They are all young people. Who doesn’t like things like checking in at popular restaurants and tasting delicious food?
Moreover, in places like office buildings and schools, even if the personnel turnover is very fast, it is indispensable to have people there. As long as there are people, that means money.

When the time comes, we can think of a way to advertise it well, so we won’t have to worry about no one coming to eat there.

Lin Feng had a business idea in mind. He couldn't guarantee that he would make money, but he definitely wouldn't lose money in the short term.

As long as you become famous, making money is a matter of time.

Mr. Mo lowered his head and fiddled with the tea set the whole time, but he listened to Lin Feng's rigorous and clear thoughts every moment, and nodded with satisfaction again:

"Yes, old man, I was right. You do have a lot of ideas and are a very talented person."

He is much smarter than his eldest grandson was at this age and has a good business sense.

Faced with Mr. Mo's unstinting praise, Lin Feng accepted it calmly. Being praised by Mr. Mo is a blessing that many people dare not even think about.

Standing up, Mr. Mo walked to the desk and handed back the information that Lin Feng had given him earlier.

Now that he has seen it, it would be no good to keep it.

Knowing that Mr. Mo was trying to avoid suspicion, Lin Feng took it back. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Mr. Mo say:

"Old man, I do have a suggestion. If you don't think it's feasible, you don't have to adopt it."

Sitting down again, Mr. Mo took a sip of hot tea at just the right temperature and raised his lips:
"If you want to be on the safe side, you can choose another one among these."

"How about opening two stores at the same time?"

Mr. Mo has his own ideas when doing things. After all, he has seen a lot and has a unique vision.

He won't speak about anything he's not sure about.

Since he was able to make the proposal today, it means he had thought it over carefully and was rigorous in his words and actions.

Lin Feng thought about it and decided to accept the suggestion.

Not to mention opening another one, even if he wanted to open four or five more, he would have the money.

Now that he had an answer to his worries, Lin Feng felt that everything in front of him was suddenly clear. The uneasy mood he had been in for the past few years was smoothed out, and he was no longer distracted in doing anything.

The haze on his forehead faded, and Lin Feng finally smiled sincerely. He picked up the cup of hot tea that Mr. Mo had filled again, and drank a cup of the warm tea. Tiny beads of sweat appeared all over his body.

After drinking the refreshing tea, Lin Feng looked at the time and it was time to say goodbye.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Mo waved his hand. He also felt a little sleepy, so he simply followed Lin Feng. As people get older, they tend to fall asleep easily.

"By the way, remember to tell Yanyan."

"He's been talking about you a lot these past two days. You can't just leave. Otherwise, he will definitely be unhappy when he finds out."

Standing up with the help of the housekeeper, Mr. Mo patted Lin Feng on the shoulder.

There is another reason why Lin Feng was asked to say this specifically.

That is, Mr. Mo believes that he has seen countless people and can understand other people's thoughts with just one look.

But he could not understand his little grandson's thoughts no matter what.

That child was not like his eldest grandson. He was happy when he was happy and sad when he was sad. Old Mo could tell his mood at a glance.

Perhaps due to so many years of experience, Mo Qingyan was unwilling to let others know what he was thinking.

In other words, he didn't dare to let others think that he was difficult to support.

Even if he was his own grandfather, he was afraid that the old man would dislike him. (End of this chapter)