I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 17: Experiencing the World of Adult Men

August 6th, another ordinary midsummer morning.

A silver Bluebird sped past on the country road. The warm sun in the east slowly rose and jumped onto the branches of the poplars in the blink of an eye. The mottled light and shadows scattered through the glass window and fell on Chen Yansen's profile.

"Why didn't your sister come with you?"

Chen Yansen reached out and patted the front seat and said to Wang Zihao.

"My mother wants to take her to Shanghai to visit her uncle and visit the World Expo. If I didn't have a legitimate reason to get a driver's license, I would probably have gone with them."

Wang Zihao turned his head and said with lingering fear.

What a prosperous Shanghai, what a World Expo, none of them can compare to making money with Brother Sen!
"What a shame, one less free laborer."

Chen Yansen spoke in a flat tone, as if he was only concerned that no one would help collect money and load the goods in the next few days.

"brute!"

Wang Zihao rolled his eyes and spat angrily.

Just based on Wang Ziyan's cute appearance, there are countless little boys eagerly trying to please her. Only that damn Chen Yansen would think of using his sister as a laborer.

"You'll be in charge of selling the goods today. I've already sent the sales pitch to you on QQ. We still have fifty minutes to drive, so hurry up and familiarize yourself with it."

Chen Yansen smiled, looking serious.

"Brother Sen, I... I can't do it. How about you do it?"

Wang Zihao didn't expect that "revenge" would come so quickly. His smooth words were stuck and he stammered in his begging.

"If you really don't want to do it, I won't force you. I'll just deduct 2000 from your commission later."

Chen Yansen looked at his cowardly look and grinned.

"Zihao, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but a man can't just say no. Just go for it!"

Huang Boxiang took Wang Zihao to practice driving for a day. After they became familiar with each other, they even changed the way they addressed each other.

"Brother Mori, you have to be kidding me, right?"

Wang Zihao made a bitter face and tried cautiously.

Chen Yansen frowned, his eyes sharp, and said to him unhappily, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"Damn it, let's fight! Anyway, no one knows me in Anfeng."

Wang Zihao gritted his teeth, looking like he was about to go to the execution ground.

"Mouse, if you want to make a lot of money, you can't be bound by morality, rules, and face. When you are penniless, those things are not even as valuable as a piece of toilet paper."

After saying that, Chen Yansen no longer paid attention to Wang Zihao, leisurely took out his Nokia N78, and devoted himself to his side business again.

"You don't even like singing or playing ball? Aren't those the only things you guys like to do?"

As soon as I logged into QQ, the first dialog box that popped up was Mengjie again.

Haha, and you still say you are not interested in me?

The corners of Chen Yansen's mouth rose slightly. In his previous life, he had evaluated many female anchors and Cosers, but he had never tasted a unique type like Mengjie in depth.

"Only children play with those things. Do you want to come to Anfeng? I'll show you the world of grown men."

Chen Yansen replied to her immediately without any hesitation.

His experience of selling goods in Chongqiao Town told him that he and Wang Zihao alone could not handle the workload.

Therefore, luring a new free laborer has become Mr. Chen’s top priority at the moment.

"Are you in Anfeng???"

Mengjie’s avatar suddenly lit up.

"No."

Chen Yansen replied simply.

"Then what nonsense are you talking about!"

The surprise on Mengjie's face suddenly stopped, and she replied to him angrily.

"But I'll go to Anfeng in an hour."

Chen Yansen had a wicked smile on his face and teased her on purpose.

"Who taught you to talk like that? You'll get beaten up, don't you understand?"

After Mengjie clicked send, she added a fist-waving emoticon.

"Let's meet at Anfeng Market. I'll send you the exact location later."

Chen Yansen took the initiative to make the invitation. Free labor is hard to find, so he naturally couldn't miss it.

"Hey, hey, hey! I don't think I've promised you yet?"

Mengjie was lying on the bed, letting out an unconvinced "ah" sound, and the blanket wrapped around her thighs was kicked away by her foot.

She really wanted to meet Chen Yansen, but when she thought about how she had asked him out several times and was rejected each time.

But if I rushed to the appointment as soon as Chen Yansen called me, it would be too embarrassing.

"Don't forget, I like white stockings." Chen Yansen kindly reminded.

"Pervert Chen, if you like it, wear it yourself."

Mengjie grinned, tapped her fingers quickly on the phone keyboard, and replied bluntly.

Outside the door, Meng's father looked puzzled. He raised his hand to tighten his tie, looked at his wife and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaojie?"

"Maybe she has a stomachache. I'll make her a bowl of brown sugar water later. Hey, that's not right! Didn't she have her period just last week?"

Meng's mother replied subconsciously, then counted on her fingers and felt something was wrong.

"Xiaojie, are you feeling unwell? Do you want daddy to take you to the hospital?"

The cute father stood at the door, knocked and asked with concern.

"Ah!? Dad, I'm not sick. By the way, are you going to Anfeng for duty today?"

Hearing this, Meng Jie opened the door, stuck her head out and asked.

"Well, what happened?"

The cute father couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that his daughter was fine, and asked with a smile.

"Can I accompany you?"

Meng Jie quickly took her father's arm and shook it affectionately. Then, worried that her father might become suspicious, she rolled her eyes and added, "I heard that the lotus flowers in Anfengtang are blooming. I want to go and see them."

"Ouch, you're making me dizzy. Okay, okay, then get up quickly."

The cute father had a doting smile on his face and quickly agreed.

the other side.

After comprehensive consideration, Chen Yansen asked Huang Boxiang to park the car in the open space at the entrance of the market. Then the three of them began to unload the goods, assemble folding tables and chairs, stack the products, and tear down posters, banners and roll-up banners.

With the help of their previous experience, the three of them quickly got the job done.

"Rat, Show Time, come on!"

Chen Yansen took a step back and signaled Wang Zihao that he could start.

Huang Boxiang stood aside and smiled foolishly, helping to look after the goods while waiting for Wang Zihao to make a fool of himself. It would be even better if he had a handful of melon seeds.

"Hello everyone! We are the MP3 and MP4 players from Yangcheng Electronics Factory..."

Wang Zihao took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

The voice was like the waves, sometimes high, sometimes low, immediately attracting dozens of inquiring eyes.

Wang Zihao stuttered a little at first, but he could still keep talking. However, when these aunties, uncles and young people looked at him, he immediately panicked.

"Hahaha--"

"This guy is quite interesting. It turns out that MP3s are just like people!"

"Let's go, let's go and watch the fun!"

"Is this true? An MP3 player is only 49, and it comes with headphones!"

"My cousin bought an MP4 player in Chongqiao Town the day before yesterday for only 199. Could it be that they were selling it?"

In an instant, a group of people gathered around.

"Don't be a coward, keep saying your words!"

Chen Yansen simply ignored the other party's pitiful look and warned in a low voice.

"We... We are the staff of Yangcheng Meimo Electronics Factory. We came to Anfeng Town today mainly to bring benefits to the villagers!"

"MP3 music players originally priced at 290, 390, or 490 are all on the same price today, a clearance sale of 49 yuan!"

"Don't miss it if you pass by!"

Wang Zihao's face turned red. Seeing that his call for help was futile, he could only bite the bullet and shout.

As he gradually got used to the feeling of being watched, his heartbeat gradually slowed down, the blush on his cheeks faded quietly, and the words in his mind almost came out of his mouth.

At the end of his speech, he became even more excited. He stood directly on the stool and recited the sales copy with his hands and feet dancing.

Just then, Mengjie arrived and happened to see this scene.

"Chen Yansen, Wang Zihao, what are you doing!?"

Mengjie widened her eyes with an expression of disbelief. She looked Wang Zihao up and down, and exclaimed in amazement.

"Chen Yansen, is the world of grown men just about bazaars and selling goods?"

Mengjie joked with a smile.

"Selling goods is just a form, making money is the goal."

Chen Yansen didn't take it seriously and said something perfunctorily, then urged: "Don't just stand there like an idiot, come over and help!"

What happened to selling goods?
Anyone who sells water can become the richest man!

(End of this chapter)