With the lessons from Mr. Qin and the tall and thin man in front, the third person obviously began to hesitate.

While Wang Lang was clinking the glass of wine with his own wine glass, the man quickly picked up the glass and stood up, and drank with Wang Lang.

Wang Lang grinned and gently patted the man on the shoulder, "Brother, is his name?"

The man reported his name truthfully, and Wang Lang gently patted the man on the shoulder and asked him to sit down.

Immediately walked towards the fourth one.

With the third person taking the lead just now, the rest of the people stopped persevering and started drinking one by one.

After a while, Wang Lang walked around to Mr. Qin again and grinned at everyone, "I'm here today to make friends and have a meal while apologizing to you."

"Mr. Qin, eat vegetables." Wang Lang grinned at Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin then slowly raised his head and looked at the rest of the people. From the third person who started drinking, he knew that the momentum they gathered with great momentum today had begun to dissipate. In order to have momentum, they specially brought dozens of people, but they were stunned by one person and didn't dare to let one go.

Looking around, Mr. Qin lowered his head.

Wang Lang spoke again, "Mr. Qin, I specially chose this Manchu and Han banquet. I have everything. I eat whatever I want."

With the lessons from the past, Mr. Qin never dared not to listen to Wang Lang for his own sake. He picked up the chopsticks and ate for dinner.

But as soon as I took the chopsticks, I found that there was only one chopstick, and the other chopstick was inserted on the table by Wang Lang just now. Mr. Qin reached out to pull it out, but he didn't pull it out.

Wang Lang next to him suddenly asked, "Mr. Qin, isn't the food delicious?"

Mr. Qin hurriedly picked a vegetable with a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, responding, "It's delicious."

Wang Lang grinned and pushed a plate of fried garlic sprouts to Mr. Qin, "If you eat more, eat more."

Mr. Qin held a tight face and grabbed a chopstick and ate it with difficulty.

Wang Lang looked at everyone, "Don't be reserved. Today, it's just a normal meal. Everyone should take this opportunity to put it on the table and talk about it carefully. I did not invite everyone to have a meal in advance. I did not blame everyone for the past. I just pretended that it had never happened. I owed everyone a meal before. I made up for it today. I can put it on the table and say anything you want to say. I can say it. Everyone should discuss and solve it. Don't hold it down and say something that can't be put on the table. Today I am here to solve the problem, not to create the problem, don't make everyone unhappy then, right?"

No one spoke, Wang Lang looked back at Mr. Qin, "You said right, Mr. Qin?"

Mr. Qin slowly put down a chopstick, smiled perfunctorily, chewing things in his mouth. His eyes turned and he looked at a greasy middle-aged man sitting not far away.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mr. Qin's eyes signaled that the greasy middle-aged man was hesitant, and Mr. Qin's eyes showed fierce light, and the greasy middle-aged man finally stood up.

"I have something to say."

Wang Lang had all the small movements of Mr. Qin, but he didn't reveal them. He smiled and looked at the greasy middle-aged man, "I will listen to what I have, think carefully."

The greasy middle-aged man stood up, swallowed, glanced at Mr. Qin, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said, "Wang Lang, money is earned by everyone. What does your conch house mean? Everyone relies on this to make a living. Your conch house was just fried skewers at first, but then breakfast, and finally drinks. Now you put your hand into the bun shop again. Are you planning to give others a way to live? Today everyone is here. I just want an explanation."

Wang Lang smiled, "This guy is right. I figured it out all of a sudden. It was indeed me, Meng Lang, so I saved up this dinner today to invite everyone to have a meal to apologize to everyone."

As the saying goes, don’t hit people with smiles. Wang Lang said this and did the same. Everyone can’t pounce on him and fight again.

"What's the use of treating guests to dinner? After dinner, you are still the only one in the conch house. We can't make money yet." Another person stood up and spoke excitedly when he heard someone's head.

Wang Lang nodded. "So everyone discussed what to do."

"Just close half of the Conch House branch." I don't know who said.

Wang Lang grinned and turned to look at Mr. Qin, "Mr. Qin, how do you feel?"

Mr. Qin's eyes flashed, "I don't think it's important. I can't represent everyone alone, everyone has the final say."

He is such a smart little cutie.

"Then what method does Mr. Qin have?" Wang Lang asked with a smile, just to drive Mr. Qin's duck on the shelves.

Mr. Qin's Adam's apple scrolled up and down, "I haven't thought about it yet. I want to hear what everyone has. If everyone thinks it's OK, I think it's OK. But..."

But after that, Mr. Qin glanced at Wang Lang, licked his lips and said, "But if everyone disagrees, I also disagrees."

After saying that, he stared at Wang Lang nervously, for fear that Wang Lang would be unhappy again and held him down.

However, Wang Lang didn't say anything, just smiled, "What else is there? Everyone said it together. Your woman is the problem-solving conference, and she said everything with her own heart."

Someone saw someone in front of him and stood up, "I think your conch house has almost made a lot of money. There is no need to build that beverage factory anymore. Either the conch house or the beverage factory is closed. You have to leave a way out for everyone. You have taken all the ways. Isn't it a bit bad?"

"That's it!" someone said immediately.

Mr. Qin's lips curled up slightly, and he was very satisfied.

Then someone stood up, "I heard that you also built a conch house branch in the next city. Since that's the case, you simply leave the conch house in Linshui City and vigorously develop other places. Linshui City is your place to make money. You have to let your fellow villagers make money. We made you successful."

Someone followed suit, "That's it."

Wang Lang still smiled, "Also, why can't the ingredients of your conch house be circulated? All of our ingredients are made public, and your conch house is no exception. Should you make money together, right?"

"That's it." A group of people followed suit and spoke.

Wang Lang took out his ears, lit a cigarette, and looked at the group of people lazily.

The more the group of people talked, the more they became, and they said what they wanted to say before. They turned their heads and looked at Mr. Qin.

"Mr. Qin, you also say that you can ask any questions you have."
Chapter completed!