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Chapter 218 The old horse who is not interested in money

As dinner came to an end, Li Zhenzhen was very excited and knocked on the table and suggested: "It's just past eight o'clock. I know there is a good KTV nearby. Let's change the scene and continue?"

 Several active people immediately agreed, and there was a cheer in the box.

  "I won't go now," I smiled at everyone.

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 It’s tiring to insist on fitting into other people’s circles. They chatted about anecdotes about the overseas returnees and discussed the latest sports cars. To me, these topics were separated by a transparent wall.

 It’s not that I feel inferior, it’s just that I know clearly that we are on different tracks.

  "Coming to the headquarters is not a vacation, you must study as planned."

  Back in the hotel room, I turned on the computer and pulled up today's training materials.

  Compared with trying to cater to others in a noisy private room, I enjoy the fullness of being alone at this moment.

 Everyone has his or her own place, and my battlefield has never been between the fights.

 A few days later, the training course was still intensive.

 During lunch break, I dialed Qin Xue’s phone number.

  "How is the store these days?"

  "The order volume is quite stable," Qin Xue's voice was calm.

  "The repurchase rate of old customers is good. But if I want to get to the next level, I'm afraid I have to wait until you come back."

“Just maintain the status quo for now. At the beginning, many links are still being adjusted. At this time, it is easy to cause problems if we sell orders.” I responded.

   "I think so too. Now I can make a stable profit of tens of thousands per month, which is already good."

   This number makes me feel at ease. New stores are most afraid of ups and downs, and stable cash flow is more important than anything else.

 Hang up the phone, I leaned against the window and lost consciousness for a while. That drugstore was the escape route I left for myself.

 The knowledge I learned this time has given me a better understanding of the market, and it will also help me run a pharmacy.

  When I returned to the hotel in the evening, an inexplicable heat suddenly rose from my body, and an abnormal flush appeared on the surface of my skin.

  My heart sank: it was the side effects of Dali Pill.

There was no woman around me at the moment, so I unbuttoned the top button of my shirt irritably and paced back and forth in the room.

 Just when I could hardly hold back, Huang Li's words suddenly rang in my ears: "Exercise as hard as you can and let that energy out."

 I turned around and took out my sneakers from the suitcase, put them on and rushed out of the room.

 Hence, start jogging along the sidewalk, letting the evening breeze blow on your hot face.

 But the fire in his body was still raging, so he gradually quickened his pace.

 Hunting for a few kilometers, the heat in my body was suppressed, and my chaotic thoughts slowly subsided at a regular pace.

 Others run at night for health, but I do it to combat this shady sequelae.

 As he continued to run forward, his steps became much calmer. The night was long enough for me to be exhausted.

  After running a few kilometers, I saw someone running in front of me.

  Looks familiar, like an old horse? I quickened my pace and caught up.

 The figure in the dark blue sportswear under the street light became increasingly clear. Although he was thinner than on TV, he was clearly the old man who was not interested in money.

  "Teacher Ma? Do you also like running at night?" I said hello.

  He turned his head and looked me up and down: "Yes, I have kept the habit for many years. You are..."

  "A student of this Tao flash shopping training course, Xiao Chen." I introduced myself.

"Oh. The training intensity is not small. Do you still have the energy to run at night?" Unexpectedly, Lao Ma knew something about the training process

"I can't sleep, so come out for some air." I didn't dare to mention Dali Pill.

  We ran along the boulevard for a while, and I knew what to ask him, so I just used his pace as a companion.

 Looking at the news, Lao Ma’s personal assets have exceeded 200 billion, how come he is not interested in money?

  I am a little confused, what would I do if I had 200 billion?

  He hummed thoughtfully. At this time, a black car followed, keeping an appropriate distance.

  "I should run back." He stopped at the next intersection.

 Looking at his retreating back, I forgot to take a photo with him.

  I almost ran back to the hotel, closed the door and dialed Zhang Wei’s phone number.

  "Guess who I just met?" I haven't completely calmed down yet.

   "Who is it? You can still be so excited at this late hour."

   "Old Ma. Just when I was running at night, I met him running."

  There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then Zhang Wei's voice, raised an octave, came: "Mr. Ma? Do you want an autograph from him?"

  "No." I unbuttoned my sweat-soaked collar.

  "Oh my God!" She sighed in frustration, "What about the group photo? Don't tell me you didn't even take a selfie?"

"Indeed not." I walked to the window and looked at the road I just ran on, "We ran together for a while and chatted for a while."

"Chen Hao, Chen Hao..." Zhang Wei couldn't laugh or cry on the other end of the phone, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you actually just...just ran for a while?"

I could imagine her holding her forehead on the other end of the phone.

  "He was running in sportswear, and I rashly asked for an autograph and a photo, which was too abrupt." I tried to explain, "And we had a good chat, about rider ecology and regional management..."

  "Okay, okay, you have a point." She interrupted me, with a smile in her tone, "But to be honest, being able to chat privately with Lao Ma is more useful than signing an autograph and taking a photo. Does he remember you?"

“He called my name.” After I finished speaking, Zhang Wei’s satisfied chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

 After hanging up the phone, I stared at the screen of my phone in trance. Zhang Wei is right, some opportunities are much more precious than signatures. It just didn't occur to me as I was running next to him - just like you never want to ask for an autograph from a running mate.

 After that night, the training life was still tense and fulfilling, but I could vaguely feel that something was changing.

  In the case study class on the afternoon of the third day, the lecturer suddenly presented a difficult simulation scenario: a site in a new first-tier city had an overwhelming number of orders during the promotion period. Riders complained and the complaint rate soared. How to break the situation within 24 hours?

 The classroom was quiet for a moment. Li Zhen was the first to speak and proposed optimizing the order dispatch algorithm; Liu Min suggested increasing temporary subsidies. Several trainees from big cities successively supplemented the data monitoring and public relations plans.

 As I listened to these standard answers, I suddenly remembered what Lao Ma said under the streetlight that night.

 "I may have some different ideas." I raised my hand, "First of all, the regional manager should go to that site immediately, instead of sitting in the office and looking at the data."

 Everyone's eyes are focused on it.