Perhaps because he was too busy, or perhaps he was just talking, Maxim's restaurant manager forgot his promise.

By the time Luo Guangliang came back the next day, he had completely forgotten about inviting Luo Guangliang to drink Black Cube.

He just nodded at Luo Guangdian and went to greet other guests.

But to be honest, for Luo Guangliang, it really doesn't matter whether he invites him or not for this glass of whiskey.

Because Luo Guangliang is not an ordinary self-employed person?

He and Xiao Tao were the ones holding Ning Weimin's lap.

According to the principle that when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, these two brothers have been clearly arranged by Ning Weimin and will no longer be able to live in poverty.

I won’t mention how much money the two brothers shared last year from stamp speculation.

Just this year, in compliance with Ning Weimin's instructions, Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao used the money to buy a two-in-one courtyard by the goldfish pond and opened a car park, named it "Renhe Car Factory".

We also called on a dozen brothers who used to ride tricycles to work as coachmen, and the foundation of the tourist tricycle business was basically established.

Even though this business had just opened before May Day, it was already on the verge of becoming a big hit.

The first batch of sixteen tricycles were delivered to the Temple of Heaven Park. Even if they were only used to deal with individual foreigners, the supply was in short supply.

Basically from after ten o'clock in the morning until the park closes, there is almost no free time.

Sometimes when we get busy, when it's meal time, Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao have to pedal instead of the driver, so that those people can take turns eating.

It’s even more amazing on May Day and weekends.

Because as soon as the big bus from the travel agency arrived, the foreigners waiting to take the tricycle were completely stunned.

All the foreigners who got off the bus had to come over and queue up, and they would not leave until they sat in a circle.

Moreover, under this situation, Tan Palace Restaurant is also actively recommending sightseeing three-wheel charter services to foreign guests who come to eat.

Maybe at some point, Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao will have to allocate a few cars to a foreign-related hotel for a whole day's charter.

This kind of work is very cost-effective, but the Temple of Heaven is even busier.

The coachmen here are basically just running around, and eating is completely a luxury. It would be nice to have a cigarette and a drink of water while the guests are changing their carriages.

So the price of this ride is not cheap at all.

At the beginning, Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao negotiated a price of five yuan, which rose to ten yuan two days later.

On May Day, even ten yuan is no longer enough, and it must be a foreign exchange coupon.

Let's put it this way, those sixteen three-wheelers have become sixteen taxis.

Even though it's a labor-based job, it's no less profitable than an oil-burning job.

At least 2,560 foreign exchange coupons can be obtained every day, and on good days, 4,000 yuan can be obtained.

Even according to the "one, two, three, four" distribution principle - 10% is for maintenance and operation, 20% is turned over to the Temple of Heaven for management fees, 30% is shared by the drivers, and 40% is profit.

Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao get at least one thousand foreign exchange coupons every day.

In one month, the net profit is at least 35,600 foreign exchange certificates.

Even including the share given to Ning Weimin, each person can still earn 12,000.

Twelve thousand foreign exchange coupons! It can pay for five foreign company executives like Manager Sha.

This is just the beginning.

After all, there is only one Temple of Heaven in the world, so there is no need to worry about business in this precious land.

If this momentum continues, it will be no problem to get thirty or forty tricycles here.

Conservative estimates suggest that there is room for profits to at least double.

Even compared to Hardman's business, this business is much more affordable.

Although on the surface, they temporarily earn less than Hardman, this is actually not the case.

Because there is nothing to worry about in this business and there are no fluctuations.

Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao didn't need to treat guests or give gifts, go out of their way to please them, or engage in frivolous business or do anything that might expose them to legal risks.

Relying on Ning Weimin's connections, they were very relaxed. They only had to supervise the driver to work honestly and collect money every day.

What's more, when domestic inflation is unavoidable, collecting foreign currency is not only the most cost-effective thing, but also has a value-preserving effect, and there is still room for price increases.

Their charges would only increase by one dollar, and Hardmen would have to acquire a large construction site to make up for the increased income.

Therefore, making money by lying down is completely different from making money by crawling.

Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao's magical life was such a nourishing experience that it was enough to make Hardman hungry.

What’s the point of ten yuan a glass of foreign wine?

It's not that Luo Guangliang can't afford to drink, it's just that he simply doesn't like it.

In his opinion, foreign wine has a strange, sweet taste, and drinking it is like drinking cough syrup.

Rather than let him suffer this foreign crime, he would rather drink the Heineken beer sold here for five yuan a bottle.

The beer had a strong hop flavor, and he liked it quite a bit.

Of course, it was also because of this that he became an invisible rich man and was somewhat unpopular at Maxim's Restaurant.

It’s not as valued as the foreigners who order champagne or red wine.

Not as popular as those officials who spend public funds and fire royal salutes and XOs at every turn.

He was even embarrassed to sit in a formal seat, feeling that it was too shameless to occupy a table by himself.

He could only sit on the high stool in front of the bar, light a cigarette, hold a glass of beer in his hand, watch the foam in the glass disappear, and silently chew on his inner secrets.

…………

At eight o'clock that evening, Zhang Mi appeared on the stage again.

Luo Guangliang, who had been listless sitting in front of the bar, immediately became excited. He finally waited for her.

Zhang Mi walked onto the stage with a friendly smile.

Because she also saw him.

Although that beautiful smile was not dedicated to him alone.

But when she looked at him, her watery eyes were clearly filled with tenderness.

Will anyone else see this tenderness?

Luo Guangliang didn't believe it.

He didn't even know that this tenderness sometimes just comes from the singer's stage skills.

However, Zhang Mi seemed to have listened to his opinion, and she was no longer just imitating today.

The song she chose was still Zhang Qiang's song, but she began to sing it with her own voice.

Not only does it look natural and smooth, but it also looks more confident.

Especially Zhang Mi on the stage. She wore a red dress today and her tomboy-like hair was styled with mousse. She looked chic, solemn and peaceful.

As expected, the reaction from the guests was much more positive than before. There were obviously more people listening to the music seriously, and the applause was more enthusiastic.

As for Luo Guangliang, he was even more fascinated by it. Every time he looked at her, he had to raise his head and take a sip of beer, making it difficult to continue looking at her.

But to be honest, he couldn't taste the beer at all.

Because of yesterday's experience, his heart was still savoring the fragments of memories in his mind over and over at this moment.

In addition, he also imagined how he would evaluate himself from Zhang Mi's perspective.

He longs for her attention and even respect.

He felt that that innocent face gave him the answer he longed for.

He even thought that he had not confessed to women for so long just to wait for this stunningly beautiful girl...

And his complex mood of expectation and sweet fantasy, fear and uneasiness lasted for five songs.

During the break, the person he had been paying attention to walked off the stage and walked in his direction.

Only then did he regain his consciousness as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The members of the band were all paying attention to Zhang Mi's behavior, because usually, they have a table to themselves and can enjoy free cold drinks and snacks during breaks. Zhang Mi's behavior was obviously abnormal.

But no matter how curious they were, they couldn't keep up with Luo Guangliang's nervousness.

At this time, he was obviously not hot, but his body suddenly began to sweat, his palms were wet, and his shirt collar was sticky.

"Oh, you're really here?"

Zhang Mi's question was quite abrupt.

For some reason, after only one night, the polite alienation she felt towards him last night was completely gone.

"I come here every day. You probably didn't notice in the past..."

Luo Guangliang's smile lacked charm and was a bit stiff like himself.
To be continued...