struggle in a small town

Chapter 82 How about I take a bath with sulfuric acid?
Lin Zhiyuan didn't eavesdrop, he listened openly.

While cleaning up the dishes, he took advantage of Zhang Xuejiao's inattention and told Hailan about the quarrel between the two, hoping she would help.

Lin Zhiyuan heard the content of Hai Lan's conversation with Zhang Xuejiao clearly through his mobile phone.

He really didn't expect Xiaoxue to be angry because he had dated two girlfriends, so he felt that he was not clean.

Lost to her brain circuit again.

At this moment, Lin Zhiyuan pressed her hands on top of her head: "Is it just because of this?"

Zhang Xuejiao turned her face away with a look of death.

Lin Zhiyuan just thought it was funny: "Did you not necessarily go to bed when you are in love?"

Zhang Xuejiao gave him a disdainful look.

"The ex did develop into cohabitation, but our time together was very short, a little over a year."

When Zhang Xuejiao thought of him sleeping with other women, she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

She didn't want to be fussy, but she couldn't control it.

"The first one, I was timid back then, and I was dumped before I had time."

Zhang Xue bit him coquettishly: "It's a pity, isn't it?"

"No." Lin Zhiyuan said sincerely: "When I met you, I will have no regrets for the rest of my life."

Zhang Xuejiao's tears flowed down instantly: "You are coaxing others like this!"

"My wife, you need to be more mature."

"Okay, I'm naive, I'm naive, you go find someone else."

Lin Zhiyuan had a headache.

The gap between people is simply deeper than the Mariana Trench.

Some women only need money to be happy.

Some women can be happy as long as they have feelings.

Xiaoxue is in trouble, she wants pure feelings.

But time cannot be turned back, Lin Zhiyuan has no way to erase the past.

"Honey, can't we live a good life?"

Zhang Xuejiao is really a little unreasonable at the moment: "Is it because I don't want to have a good time with you?"

"Then what? How about I take a bath with sulfuric acid?"

Zhang Xuejiao was dumbfounded.

"Hydrochloric acid is also fine." Lin Zhiyuan chased after the victory: "As long as you suggest it, I will do it."

Zhang Xuejiao was stopped by him.

Yes, what should I do?
You can't take a layer of skin off him, can you?
That hurts so much.

She was reluctant.

Lin Zhiyuan leaned over to kiss her: "Or, forget about it."

Although it took some effort, Zhang Xuejiao was finally coaxed, and fell asleep in his arms obediently.

There were still guests, Lin Zhiyuan got up gently and went to the living room, and sent a message to Hailan.

Hailan came out from the second bedroom: "Are you reconciled?"

"Thank you."

"It's nothing." Hailan deliberately sat on the other end of the sofa: "It's hard to meet such a serious woman."

"Well, she's a little slow to respond to feelings. I thought she didn't care before, but I didn't expect her to be quite strong."

Hailan couldn't help laughing: "It's pretty cute."

"Shall we talk about the details of the contract?"

Hailan looked towards the master bedroom: "Why don't you ask her?"

"Fall asleep." Lin Zhiyuan found a pen and paper: "First list out the needs, and then solve them one by one."

The two were busy quietly.

Lin Zhiyuan not only wrote his own requirements, but also wrote one for Zhang Xuejiao.

Anyway, he was involved in all her affairs, even more clearly than herself.

After half an hour, both of them stopped writing.

Lin Zhiyuan walked across from Hailan and sat on the carpet across the coffee table: "Let's discuss it?"

Hailan's needs are very simple. Set up a make-up and changing room in the expansion center, with an area of ​​no less than 200 square meters, and she is responsible for the decoration inside.

In addition, the expansion center is needed to help publicize and provide a place for taking pictures.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at it once, and said with a smile, "You can't do this."

Hailan thought he said that he was asking too much, and panicked: "The area is too big? 100 square meters is fine."

"No, your request is too simple." Lin Zhiyuan picked up his pen and said while writing: "The cooperation between the three companies is mutually beneficial."

After finishing writing, he handed it to Hailan: "Look."

Hailan looked at the flamboyant handwriting on the paper, and clearly stated that every Monday to Wednesday, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], all venues do not accept customers, and they are exclusively provided for Hailan's studio.

Lin Zhiyuan thought clearly that there were no people in these time slots, so it's better to take the initiative to let them out.

Hyland, of course, has to pay the rent.

In addition, Lin Zhiyuan also promised her an indoor area of ​​500 square meters, and he can also help with simple decoration, but she needs to take care of the furniture and equipment inside.

Hailan thought about it and agreed.

Lin Zhiyuan's needs are not complicated, they are nothing more than expanding publicity, attracting more customers and so on.

Hailan only read it once and agreed.

The last is Zhang Xuejiao's needs.

Lin Zhiyuan wrote a full page with eloquence.

The details include the frequency of taking photos, the shooting angle of each suit, the number of photos, the requirements for post-finishing, the deadline for the finished film, and the price of the photos.

Lin Zhiyuan knew that Xiaoxue was soft-hearted, especially when discussing business with acquaintances, Xiaoxue would definitely give in unprincipled.

So he's going to be the bad guy.

Hailan looked at it for a long time, changed the price with a pen, and then handed it to Lin Zhiyuan: "Fifty cents a piece, no less."

Lin Zhiyuan talked to her about reality: "Do you know how many clients Xiaoxue has now?"

Hailan turned on her phone and checked the number of people in her group, 1876.

She turned the phone screen to Lin Zhiyuan: "I only know so much."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing: "You are group 2. In a group like this, she opened 13, and she will open the 14th soon."

Hailan almost didn't hold the phone.

She knew that Zhang Xuejiao's clothes were selling well, because people in the group were discussing new clothes every day.

She also estimated that according to the number and frequency of purchases, Zhang Xuejiao's daily income is at least 2000 yuan, which is already the goal she is striving for.

But she never expected that what she saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

Lin Zhiyuan is still putting pressure on her: "There are 500 million permanent residents in the city, and there are more than 100 million in the urban area and the high-tech zone, and the same city express can be reached in half an hour."

Lin Zhiyuan spoke very skillfully, and he didn't even mention that half of the customers in the following groups were from other places, and they could only buy clothes through online stores.

But Hailan didn't know.

So Hailan was very tangled.

She wanted to use Zhang Xuejiao's sales network for publicity, but it took time and effort to take photos and retouch them, and the price was too low to be worthwhile.

Lin Zhiyuan is very good at observing words and expressions, especially for a novice like Hailan in the business field, it is necessary to give some expectations appropriately: "Xiaoxue changes clothes very quickly, and she is also very cooperative in taking pictures. From my experience, each set of clothes takes 2 minutes. I can finish the filming."

Hailan nodded and began to think.

In her opinion, Lin Zhiyuan can only be regarded as a photography enthusiast at best, and his level is better than ordinary people, and he can't compare with her professional background.

Therefore, she must be faster than Lin Zhiyuan.

Moreover, the refinement mentioned by Lin Zhiyuan, for the sake of naturalness and authenticity, will not move too many places, maybe batch processing can be done.

Weighing the pros and cons, Hailan backed down a step: "I'll drop another ten cents, forty cents."

Lin Zhiyuan raised three fingers.

"You are too cruel."

Lin Zhiyuan threw out his trump card: "I don't need to spend this money, I can shoot by myself."

Hailan gritted her teeth: "Okay, Sanmao is Sanmao!"

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Lin Zhiyuan hurried over to open the door.

"Brother-in-law."

Zhang Yuqiao walked in happily, saw Hailan on the sofa, then looked at Lin Zhiyuan: "Any guests? Where's my sister?"

(End of this chapter)