There are sixteen prefecture-level cities in the province, which means there are almost sixteen regional agents. Each agent needs to be paid for with money.

Sister Luo always felt that although she was not as rich as the top, she was not short of money. Especially after opening a store on Paris Street, her daily income made her feel that she no longer had to worry about money.

But Lu Xiaohai's words made her feel unsure for a while.

She has a lot of money, even a lot of working-class people, who can't make money in her whole life, but now she has no confidence in this kind of agency right.

But she knew in her heart that this was a big piece of cake. If she couldn't eat it, she would definitely regret it in the future.

What should I do?

Go to find Chen Lin? Although I know Shen Lin, my relationship with Shen Lin is not too close. Will he help him in this matter?

Just as Sister Luo was thinking in her heart, Lu Xiaohai had already answered another question. There was silence in the room where no one was asking questions.

"Since everyone no longer asks questions, let's just come here." Chen Lin stood up and said when Lu Xiaohai didn't know what to do next.

After saying this, Chen Lin had turned around and left.

Sister Luo looked at Chen Lin who was leaving, and suddenly felt a feeling in her heart that the gap between herself and Boss Shen was getting farther and farther away.

"Sister Luo, let's have a meal together." An acquaintance standing next to Sister Luo suddenly said to Sister Luo.

Sister Luo was stunned for a moment. He was about to say that he had eaten it, but he heard the man say, "Let's discuss it."

Although the man didn't say anything about it, Sister Luo understood it immediately. She nodded heavily and said, "Okay, let's discuss it."

As Sister Luo and others who had various ideas left, Lu Xiaohai breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up a towel and wiped his face, and suddenly thought of something.

When my brother-in-law came out just now, he said that he would choose to face so many customers directly, but wasn’t this what my brother-in-law just asked me to do?

Why did it become my own initiative?

Could it be that my brother-in-law knew that I couldn’t do this, so he trained himself like this.

The thought flashed in his mind, and Lu Xiaohai quickly caught up with Chen Lin. He said with some concern: "Brother-in-law, do you think they will participate in this competition for agency rights?"

Chen Lin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether they participate or not, because our products can be sold without them."

"But they lost this opportunity, and what they lost is a way to make a fortune."

Lu Xiaohai wanted to ask again, but he couldn't think of anything to ask for for a moment, so he just followed Shen Lin and silently reviewed his own lyrics.

In just over twenty minutes, someone started to come to the factory to seek cooperation, and there were seven or eight people. Lu Xiaohai quickly devoted himself to his busy work.

Just as Lu Xiaohai continued to feel pain and be happy, the water boiling competition was also held in full swing.

Aunt Fat was filled with high-pitched voices, echoing constantly on the streets of Paris, and these sounds came with only regrets again and again.

"Haha, let's congratulate this friend. Although his charcoal time is very fast, it is still half a minute slower than the pleasure of being hot."

"So this time, he didn't get our 50 dollar prize, but this friend, as the player we use for the shortest time now, will receive our encouragement prize."

"The prize is one piece produced by the Hot Quick Factory!"

Everyone around looked at the young man who was boiling water with charcoal and walked off the stage with a hot one, and immediately became enthusiastic.

After all, someone has finally got the product.

At this moment, Fat Aunt's voice full of seduction sounded again: "Everyone, if you dare to challenge, you will have hope."

"I tell you, if you don't even have the stage, then you will never have the chance to win the hottest, and naturally there is no hope of winning the prize I used before."

"But if you come up, you might win."

"What are you waiting for? Go to the stage. This stage requires real warriors."

The fat aunt roared, which caused a stir of excitement among the people around her, and amid this excitement, someone came out directly.

As another water boiling competition began, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Zuo Haiyang's eyes, holding his hands behind his back.

He said to the people around him: "Is this Chen Lin's sales method?"

"Manager Zuo, this is Chen Lin's sales method. I heard that his doing this attracted a lot of people to buy it."

Zuo Haiyang snorted: "Chen Lin's move looks very good. If it is for a shop, it is pretty good."

"But for him, even if he can attract a lot of people, it is difficult for him to open up the market in the province."

"Hmph, even if he sells it like this every day, I tell you that he can't support his factory."

The middle-aged man following Zuo Haiyang said, "Manager Zuo, I see Chen Lin's popularity so popular, and I still think that his products are sold a lot?"

"After your analysis, I realized that my eyes were too short-sighted. I only saw the situation in front of him, but not the crisis he was facing."

Although Zuo Haiyang was disdainful of such flattery, his psychology was still very helpful for this kind of flattery.

He waved his hand and said, "I won't blame you for this kind of thing. After all, Chen Lin looks quite lively now."

While speaking, Zuo Haiyang said to the person behind him: "Wait, when Chen Lin finds that his things are sold much less than the ones produced, he will definitely come to us."

"At that time, hum!"

"Manager, do we disagree no matter what conditions Chen Lin gives?" The person behind Zuo Haiyang knew the likes and dislikes of being a sea, so at this moment, he asked with the temper of being a sea.

Zuo Haiyang waved his hand and said, "I like to stay at the front line when doing things. I can't do anything like this."

"But then, the conditions he faced by Chen Lin would be more harsh than the last time, and I think we can't let Shen Lin talk about the hot factory."

The person next to Zuo Haiyang said: "Manager Zuo is really right. This time, Chen Lin must know that his arm can't twist his thighs!"

"You are wrong about this. It should be said that Chen Lin must know that his small and evil ways can only solve some small problems. When encountering big things, they will have no effect at all." Zuo Haiyang waved his hand and said complacently.
Chapter completed!