Chapter 463: An Enemy

Sanlitun, the most prosperous entertainment street in Beijing’s nightlife, will become bustling with people and bright lights and wine every night when neon lights flash.

Sanlitun is close to the embassy area, so it is not uncommon to see foreigners of various skin colors and languages ​​here. Moreover, the bar culture itself is spread from Western countries, so the inclusiveness here is very strong, and multiple ethnic cultures are gathered and integrated, and they are always at the forefront of domestic fashion.

"Century Tianyin" is a bar integrating leisure and entertainment. The first floor is light music slow rocking and performing arts, and the second, third and fourth floors are mass-market KTVs, with first-class facilities and booming business.

In fact, celebrities like Ning Yao usually choose places like high-end clubs when singing with friends. There are too many customers in places like Century Tianyin, and they are mixed with fish and dragons. Maybe they will be embarrassed to be watched.

But before Wang Zhuo took her out, he did not inform Ruan Mingqing of her identity, so Ruan Mingqing did not take this into consideration when making arrangements. When the three of them met, they had missed the reservation time before changing to other places.

So Wang Zhuo took two beauties to the road. Ning Yao wore a red cheongsam and Ruan Mingqing's white dress, all of which were specially dressed for Wang Zhuo, which was in line with their own temperament and style. Wang Zhuo was wearing a black casual outfit of a domestic brand today, which was no more than 1,000 yuan from head to toe. It was bought for Fu Xinran when he accidentally passed by the commercial street.

Wang Zhuo's clothes are very casual and do not care about grades. As long as they are comfortable, beautiful and durable, he even deliberately keeps a low profile and does not wear luxury brands. The rampant Cappa or Nike are among his choices.

As for the famous watches such as Vacheron Constantin or Patek Philippe in Ning Yao and Ruan Mingqing, Wang Zhuo had already said goodbye to the watch before he got the nickname of "action guidance", because wearing that one was too much loss in the fight!

When you enter the private room, you naturally need to order wine first. Three bottles of dynasty are indispensable. When you mention this, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and they all found it interesting.

In fact, by now, Wang Chao Wuliang has become the main product of all KTVs in the country, because as long as the customers drink this, they will naturally drink happily, and the sales of alcohol will also rise sharply. Some customers come to buy Wang Chao Wuliang for wine, but in fact, most of the time, people will sneak out to the KTV's self-selected supermarket and buy a bottle, and then drink it before going back to buy it.

If you drink, customers may choose Yanjing, or Qingdao, and snowflakes according to their preferences; if you eat, it may be cold-spoken, fruits, and dried fruits; but the dynasty Wuliang is irreplaceable, and there is no second choice. There are similar products or counterfeit goods that have tried to enter this market, but there is no effect and customers will not buy it.

It is known to the people of the whole country that bars sell fake wine, but bars do not sell fake dynasty Wuliang, because they make less money on this thing, but they can sell more wine. Moreover, they cannot drink fake wine. But anyone can try it out. In this way, Wang Chao Wuliang created a perfect market with excellent sales in KTVs across the country and spontaneously eliminated fake goods!

The three bottles of bar special edition of the Dynasty Wuliang, each bottle of twenty yuan, can earn ten yuan by bar. After deducting channel fees and various expenses, Wang Zhuo himself can get almost five yuan. This is simply a huge profit among huge profits, but others are jealous of it. This is the power of intellectual property rights. How can we say that "science and technology are the primary productive forces"!

"Can you ask a question?" Wang Zhuo asked the beer girl who sells wine: "How many bottles can our Century Tianyin sell in a day?"

This book is not the business scope of beer girls, but this beer girls with a round face and a sweet smile replied with a smile: "Sir, Century Tianyin has exactly one hundred private rooms. On average, each private room can sell about ten bottles a day. The open bar on the first floor also has sales of about four to five hundred."

Otherwise, the service industry also needs to have business qualities. Without the ability to communicate with customers, selling beer cannot achieve results.

Wang Zhuo was quite satisfied with the answer, and nodded with a smile, took out a hundred dollars and handed them over as a tip.

After the waiter and the beer-selling girl went out, Ning Yao took off the big glasses on her face. This was the equipment she had to carry with her to prevent being watched. As long as she appeared in a crowded place, she had to wear it.

Ruan Mingqing asked curiously: "Isn't the sales of 1,500 bottles a day much more than that of shopping malls?"

Wang Zhuo nodded and said, "Yes, the one with the largest single sales is actually KTV, followed by food stalls, barbecue, restaurants, shopping malls and other rankings are even lower."

"One thousand five hundred bottles are 30,000 yuan." Ning Yao was also a little shocked. If the peak period of holidays was added, wouldn't there be one million sales per month?

"Yes, this family costs 30,000 yuan." Ruan Mingqing couldn't help asking: "Wang Zhuo, how much can you earn from these 30,000 yuan?"

Wang Zhuo said happily: "About one-quarter, seven or eight thousand yuan."

"You are indeed a rich man!" Ruan Mingqing smiled and said in surprise: "This bar brings you more than 200,000 yuan in income every month, and it is nearly 3 million yuan a year. You are simply a shareholder here!"

"Small shareholder, small shareholder." Wang Zhuo pretended to be modest: "There is no right to speak."

In fact, with the scale of Century Tianyin, the income of three million is really a small part of the annual income, but there are still countless bars of this size nationwide. Each one provides Wang Zhuo with the same income, which is terrifying!

Ning Yao burst out laughing and joked: "Stock shareholders have to wait for the end of the year to distribute dividends. You are a one-handed person, right? And they have business risks, so you can make sure you make a profit and not lose money."

While she said, she opened three bottles of the dynasty cans. The dynasty cans specially supplied by this bar is only 120 milliliters. A small thin tube, with a foot that is mostly as big as the top cover when the can is opened, and it can be easily dried up.

The short orange flavor of Dynasty Wuliang is like a small cup of soda without carbonic acid and carbon dioxide. It tastes delicious and pleasant without any special feeling. But from the time you enter, you can double your alcohol content in ten minutes, and there are no side effects at all. Even people with a history of allergic to alcohol can enjoy the happiness brought by alcohol.

Ning Yao's unique linging of the lingering song has a unique charm and is generally beautiful, but there are not many songs suitable for her to sing. Ruan Mingqing's singing skills are also relatively average, and she is negligent in practicing, and she often forgets the melody or goes out of tune.

Wang Zhuo listened happily while drinking beer. He always felt that these two people were too amateur and far less than theirs. The sound of the bed sounded nice.

Wang Zhuo's level is actually not much different from them. Moreover, he is born with insufficient range of voice, not heavy enough bass, and unable to get up the high notes. He can only sing some lyric songs with milder tunes to make up the numbers.

Before he knew it, Wang Zhuo became a little drunk. His alcohol content was the same as his range of voice, and he was born with insufficient beer. This little beer was like drinking water for Ruan Mingqing, let alone after drinking the dynasty for Wudu?

Ning Yao's condition is similar to Wang Zhuo, but her cheongsam is so good that she can eat 70% full while dining, but she can't be lazy when drinking. Now her belly is bloated and she needs to relieve her skills.

It was not until she entered the bathroom that she realized that the toilet was actually broken, with cracks on it. It was obvious that it was just damaged today and had not had time to repair it!

He came out to tell Wang Zhuo and Ruan Mingqing in depression. Wang Zhuo called the waiter to ask. It turned out that the previous group of guests accidentally dropped the wine bottle on it and smashed it. Because the private room was full, they did not change anything else.

"Then why didn't you notify me earlier?" Ruan Mingqing was a little angry: "And we didn't tell him after we arrived. Isn't this commercial fraud?"

"I don't know anything about me. Why don't you go to the front desk to ask and see how to deal with this matter?" The waiter said with a smile.

"Forget it, it's just a bathroom, it's not a shame for this little thing." Wang Zhuo smiled and waved his hand to the waiter: "You go, let's go to the public bathroom in the corridor by ourselves."

The waiter apologized and left, Ruan Mingqing snorted: "It's really unreasonable, how can you do this?"

She is not that kind of stingy personality, but because she is the host tonight, she naturally feels dull when the venue she booked is incorrect.

Ning Yao smiled and advised, "Forget it, Ming and Qing dynasties, Wang Zhuo was right, don't let this little thing go. Even if you ask them to argue, it will be just a free order at most, don't take it seriously."

"Then I have to let you go to the public bathroom." Ruan Mingqing shrugged helplessly.

Ning Yao smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a flower protector."

He sent the queen to the female bathroom, and Wang Zhuo grimaced at his blushing face in the mirror. Under the influence of alcohol, he was a little distracted and glanced at the female bathroom with his perspective eyes, intending to sneak in and make a fool of himself if there was only Ning Yao inside.

Ning Yao had unbuttoned the hem of the cheongsam and had just squatted down in a small compartment, revealing her round and full snow-white buttocks, and then there was a thrilling sound of water.

Unfortunately, two girls were putting on makeup in front of the mirrors outside the row of compartments, which immediately gave Wang Zhuo a discouraged idea of ​​a sudden attack.

As soon as he withdrew his perspective, someone in the male bathroom next to him pushed the door out of the door, looked at him, and then showed a look of doubt.

"Wang Zhen? No, you are Wang Jian, are you?" The man looked up and down at Wang Zhuo, suddenly brimming with boxing, and said happily: "I remember, you are Wang Shuo!"

Wang Zhuo scratched his head and looked at the tall guy. He was over 1.85 meters tall, with wide arms and round waist. When he smiled, he had two horizontal flesh on his face, wide eyebrows, thin eyes, garlic head and nose, and he was really familiar.

"Don't know me anymore?" Garlic nose reached out and patted Wang Zhuo's shoulder, and smiled and said, "I'm Daming, we are junior high school classmates, have you remembered it?"

"Da Ming? Wang Da Ming?" Wang Zhuo suddenly realized that it was this guy, it was such a coincidence!

"Yes, you remembered it?" Wang Daming smiled proudly and said, "At that time, we often fought. You shouldn't forget anyone, shouldn't you?"
Chapter completed!