Ma'am, I like you!

If you want to make a profit, it is far from enough to just have "good" tea.

Su Ming also knew Shu Wan's worry, but she couldn't explain it too well, and everything can be proved by facts in the future.

"Let's talk about the transformation." Su Ming said with a smile.

Coming here today, apart from receiving materials, there is also this important thing.

When it came to business, Shu Wan also sat upright slightly, not thinking about anything else, she took out a document from her bag.

"This is?"

"The income and expenditure of the teahouse in the past few years, and some of my own opinions, followed by some suggestions for renovation." Shu Wan stroked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and said softly.

Su Ming took a look. Even though she didn't know much about finance, it was obvious from the data that the teahouse had been losing money. This was something she had known for a long time.

Turning over two pages, Su Ming saw some handwritten words and pictures, the handwriting is beautiful, it seems to be drawn by Shu Wan.

The content is her types and views on other teahouses across the country, and it seems that she has been counting these these days.

And the last few are an agreement.

"Rename?" Su Ming was surprised.

"En." Shu Wan nodded.

Looking at Shu Wan's appearance, this weak woman's eyes now reveal a kind of determination, only those who put all their eggs in one basket will have such eyes.

Su Ming put down the document: "Does Sister Wan have any suggestions? The new name of the teahouse."

Shu Wan nodded and said:

"Mingyun Building."

Chapter 69 Do you also kick teahouses?

The meaning of Ming and Yun is self-evident.

Su Ming regards the teahouse as her "testing ground", but Shu Wan sees everything in the future.

She believed in Su Ming, or she bet her future on this teahouse.

Of course, Su Ming will not be perfunctory, she is indeed very confident in bringing the teahouse back to life, and the reason is the "inferior and low-level" spiritual eyes that she accidentally discovered.

Just like "steam" and "electricity", as long as there is a spiritual eye, then Su Ming can create many things that will appear in the future.

"Tea and Bamboo are pretty good, that's all." Su Ming said, so they finalized the name of the teahouse in the future.

The next step is to discuss the specific transformation matters.

But before that, Su Ming needs to talk to Shu Wan about her plan, so that Shu Wan can accept it without being so resistant.

Su Ming asked: "Qing...Mingyun Building used to cater to college students, right?"

"Basically, it's because it's closer to Qingda University." Shu Wan nodded, and she looked outside: "When it first opened, the teahouse had a lot of popularity in the past, and later because of the opening of other stores, it quickly disappeared. It's back to normal."

This is a very normal phenomenon, and Shu Wan didn't blame the reason on the ridiculous reason of "another store opened in her own door and robbed her business".

In the final analysis, it is because the teahouse has no characteristics, and the main consumers here are students. Compared with the teahouse, the coffee house is more in line with the youth culture.

In Shu Wan's proposal, there was also a suggestion to change it to a coffee shop, Su Ming must have seen it.

"During the end of the term and some exams, the teahouse will be more lively." Shu Wan added.

"Because of review?"

"Ah."

This Su Ming is also very clear, because she used to review here with Yu Hui often.

"Do you want to expand the audience?" Shu Wan asked.

She felt that since Su Ming asked about this, it must be because she had thoughts about the audience.

But then he frowned and said, "However, the teahouse is on the campus of Qingda University. Although there are communities around, it's still too remote."

The address is always an important factor affecting the income of a store. Although the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, if your alleys are shallower, more people will smell the "scent of wine".

The key to restricting the development of Mingyun Building, in Shu Wan's view, this is a big factor.

But it was completely different from what she thought. Su Ming shook her head and said, "I don't want to expand the audience."

"Ah?" Shu Wan was taken aback by these words, and then she immediately realized: "You want to go the boutique route?"

Su Ming nodded.

But Shu Wan didn't understand: "But, the spending power of students is not so high, right?"

She has also found several examples of teahouses that follow the boutique route, but without exception, they all have huge investments, are high-end places in themselves, and are surrounded by prosperous locations.

Of course, it is also aimed at those with high income and stable population.

Su Ming smiled: "Sister Wan, the consumption power of students nowadays cannot be underestimated."

Shu Wan of course understands that there are many students with good backgrounds in the Qing family, but there are more important reasons.

"Not only consumption power, but also retention." Shu Wan frowned: "You can cater to those students from good families, but after all, there are only four or five years of undergraduate education, and once they graduate, they probably won't patronize again. "

"But every year there are new students, don't they?" Su Ming disagreed: "And maybe they will come back to patronize?"

Shu Wan can also see now that Su Ming is very confident. This confidence does not come from the location or the audience, it can only come from one place.

"Are you going to work on tea?" she asked after thinking for a while.

Seeing that Shu Wan finally thought of this, Su Ming snapped her fingers and gave her an appreciative look.

"Is that the tea garden?"

"Ah."

"But..." Shu Wan didn't understand again. Although she planted the tea garden by herself and the tea trees in it were growing well, it was still more than 01:30 points behind the real good tea.

"Don't worry, Miss Wan, they will fall in love with drinking tea."

In this regard, Su Ming decided the future direction of the teahouse.

Shu Wan suggested a lot, after all, she was a professional, but the decision was made by Su Ming, probably because of her temper.

In the next hour or two, they talked about everything from layout to publicity, and even the future expansion.

Su Ming also had a lot of ideas, but they were basically blocked by Shu Wan's "but we don't have enough funds".

So in the final plans, the two of them were basically talking about it.

Before I knew it, it was already noon, and Su Ming was a little hungry, but Shu Wan still looked at the document seriously, and made revisions with a pen from time to time.

"Miss Wan, are you hungry?"

"It's okay." After Shu Wan finished speaking, she raised her head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"A little."

Su Ming is very honest, people are iron and steel, no matter how busy they are, they can't starve themselves.

But at this moment, Uncle Xue suddenly walked upstairs.

"Su...uh, boss, um, there's someone outside."

Uncle Xue originally wanted to be called "Su Ming", but someone else is already the owner of the teahouse, so of course he must have some attitude as an employee.

"Isn't there a sign for suspension of business?" Shu Wan asked.

Uncle Xue looked strange: "That man is not here to drink tea."

"Then just ignore him." Su Ming said.

"But..." Uncle Xue's face was troubled: "But he is a foreigner."

"Foreigners?"

Following Uncle Xue to the first floor, Su Ming saw a strange man at the door of the teahouse.

The man had long hair tied up, and a long black bag was placed beside him, and he himself sat on the steps at the door without moving, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The man was about thirty years old, with a resolute face, and a winding scar on his left cheek, and his face and hair showed an oriental face, but everyone could tell at a glance that this strange man was not Chinese people.

Looking at his special curly hair and kneeling posture, Su Ming asked, "From Dongying?"

At the same time, the Japanese man also opened his eyes.

He stood up slowly and nodded slightly to Su Ming:

"Your Excellency is Miss Su Ming, right?"

Speaking Chinese, Su Ming raised her eyebrows: "Do you know me?"

"Yes." The man picked up the bag, opened it, took out a bamboo knife from it, and bowed slightly to Su Ming.

"Xia Ping Ren Dao, I heard that Your Excellency is highly skilled in martial arts, so I came here to ask for advice."

"Please also enlighten me."

Hirato has a humble and sincere attitude, and the desire to fight in his eyes makes people have no doubt that he is the kind of man who was born for Bushido.

But Su Ming let out a long breath, folded her chest and frowned, a little speechless:

"Do you also kick teahouses?"

Chapter 70 Why are you still carrying a controlled knife!

It was noon at the moment, and there were many students on the street beside the North Gate. The appearance of this strange Dongying man also attracted the attention of some students. Many people pointed at the Dongying man, Discuss in a low voice.

"Should I call the police?" Shu Wan also took out her mobile phone at this time.

In her eyes, this guy was obviously here to find fault, and he was targeting Su Ming.

But she was also very strange, how could Su Ming offend a Dongying person?

Not only Shu Wan, but even Su Ming herself was also very strange.

Su Ming asked, "How did you find me?"

"Your Excellency's reputation is far and wide, and I have heard of it." Ping Nin Dao replied in a deep voice.

"I learned the idioms well." Su Ming nodded, and then said to Shu Wan, "Call the police."

Su Ming is not a stunned young man. Others come to kick the teahouse and just continue. Not to mention that this is a teahouse, Su Ming hasn't eaten at this time, and Ping Rendao must have eaten and drank before coming here.

Didn't she suffer a lot?

Slightly frowning, Ping Nin Dao's voice suddenly became louder: "Could it be that your Excellency is afraid of our Dongying swordsmanship?"

Su Ming nodded: "I'm afraid."

But when Su Ming turned around, suddenly a phantom shot at Shu Wan.

"Oh!"

Shu Wan raised her head, looked at the bamboo knife so close to her, and stayed where she was, with a drop of cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

But Su Ming, who grabbed the blade of the bamboo knife, turned gloomy.

"Have you always been like this?"

"Your Excellency has no heart to fight, so you can only do this." After Ping Rendao finished speaking, he took out another identical bamboo knife from his bag, stretched his legs, and held it with both hands: "Please enlighten me."

Su Ming looked at the students holding mobile phones outside the door, turned around and went back into the room.

"Come in first and close the door."

"You still don't accept it?" Ping Nin Dao said coldly.

It seems that Ping Ren Dao has learned all the idioms in Chinese. Su Ming asked Uncle Xue to close the door, draw the curtain, and move the table on the first floor away.

When the lights are fully turned on, there is a bright open space in the teahouse on this floor, which happens to be a very suitable place for duels.

At this moment, Ping Nin Dao also understood that Su Ming had accepted his challenge, and could not help but smile.

He took off his shoes and walked to the empty floor, moved his neck, raised his bamboo knife and said in a low voice, "Then let me see your Excellency's strength."

Su Ming came not far in front of him, but she didn't take off her shoes, because it was too unsightly, if it wasn't for the white socks of Ping Nin Dao, she might have cursed.

"How do you want to compare?" Su Ming asked.

"It's enough to control the vitals or one party loses consciousness."