A dozen people gathered in front of Hongyun Rice's booth, and all the seats reserved for potential customers were filled.

There were people sitting and playing with their mobile phones, people standing talking on the phone, and people pretending to look through copies of the inspection certificates, but no one came forward to talk to the receptionist about ordering.

This group of people were all young people, the oldest was no more than thirty-five, and there were only two of them wearing work clothes from Maofeng Auto Repair Factory.

Seeing this, Wu Jun was 99.9% sure that He Qingfeng had called these people here.

Dong Shanshan told him that in addition to several Mengcharong rice stores, He Qingfeng also owned several large auto repair factories.

"Brother, can you go somewhere else to rest for a while?" Ma Chaoyun was suppressing his anger and discussing with a young man wearing an auto repair shop uniform.

"What's going on? You look down on others, don't you? You think I can't afford your rice just because I'm wearing work clothes?" The young man said with a pinched neck, "Don't talk about rice that costs 30 yuan a pound, I can't afford rice that costs more than a hundred yuan."

After eating, I will sit here and think about it for a while and then start chasing people away? Do you have any business like this?"

The young man's accomplice said with a playful smile: "That's right, customers are God, and they are the parents who feed and clothe you. Is this how you treat your parents?"

"Grandson, who are you scolding?" Wu Jun just arrived and happened to hear this group of people making rude remarks and scolding his uncle in front of him. He got angry and almost grabbed the man by the collar.

Qian Na who was following him stopped him.

Qian Na spoke quickly in his ear: "Xiaojun, please calm down. They have provoked us several times to force us to make things worse. Once they do, today's exhibition will be completely ruined."

"Hey! The merchant wants to hit me! Come on, hit me, hit me here." The man stood up and pointed at his head to challenge Wu Jun.

Wu Jun had never heard of such a bizarre request. Just as he was about to step forward to satisfy him, his aunt and his gang stopped him and pushed him behind the billboard.

"Wu Jun, calm down." Chen Lin handed a bottle of water to Wu Jun and said, "I really did it. I just followed their wishes."

Wu Jun took the water, unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip and asked, "Does the organizer not care about this? Don't you come here intentionally to cause trouble?"

Dong Lizhu said with a sad face: "The organizers have all gone to receive foreign guests, leaving only a few security guards to maintain order and report the situation to them. They said they can't make the decision and want to ask for instructions. They have been asking for instructions since the morning."

"If you ask me, those security guards must have been fed by Meng Chalong and colluded." Bian Xuedao said angrily, "I went out to smoke at that time, good guys, two little security guards

How much does it cost to smoke Chinese in the smoking area per month?"

"Originally, the location of our exhibition area is poor, the area is small, and there are few people coming here, so it is difficult to attract big customers," the aunt said with a frown on the side, "In addition, these people are making trouble, what can we do?"

Xu Fei also said with a distressed look: "As soon as our rice was steamed, it was finished in less than three minutes. It was like a robbery. There was no way to stop it. There was no chance to show it off."

Ma Chaoyun sighed and said: "There are hundreds of exhibitors at the exhibition, and hundreds of varieties of rice are on display. The aroma of our Hongyun rice is mixed with hundreds of varieties of rice, and there is no advantage at all."

"Foreign businessmen entered the market in the afternoon. Judging from the current situation, we don't have much hope." Qian Liangping, the second uncle, said dejectedly.

Wu Jun sat on a stool, drinking water, listening to everyone's complaints, and thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Because I registered too late, I couldn't reserve a good booth. Compared with Meng Charong's luxurious booth, Hongyun Rice's place was a little too shabby.

The booth area is so small, it gives the impression that it is a small workshop manufacturer with little strength, and it will definitely not attract the attention of big customers.

The aroma of Hongyun rice is also submerged in the smell of hundreds of kinds of rice, and it cannot play its due advantages. It is like throwing Xiang Fei into a pig pen and trying to attract butterflies or flies.

Wu Jun summarized the current troubles faced by Hongyun Rice: the exhibition area is small, the location is poor, the aroma of the rice loses its advantage, and it cannot attract customers. It is also deliberately disrupted by a group of people, who eat it as soon as it comes out of the pot, without even a chance to display it.

None, a lot of trouble.

Wu Jun sneered in his heart: "He Qingfeng's combination of punches is really hard for most people to catch, but you, Grandpa Wu, are not ordinary people."

Wu Jun raised his head and asked Dong Lizhu: "Aunt, how much is the rent for our exhibition area?"

"The rent for one day is 3,000 yuan." Dong Lizhu said, "How about we stop wasting the 3,000 yuan here?"

Wu Jun shook his head and continued to ask: "Where are the nearby stores? How much is the rent? Is the business good this morning?"

"The locations are almost the same, and the rent is the same as ours," Dong Lizhu said. "Although no one is causing trouble, the location is too bad and the products are mediocre. They didn't sell much in the morning. I guess they can only earn back the rent."

Wu Jun said: "Then ask them if they want to sublet the booth. If they are willing to sublet, give them double the rent."

"This..." A group of people were all dumbfounded when they heard Wu Jun's words.

Wu Jun said: "We need to set up the show first. It will be very difficult for us to attract big customers with such a sparrow-sized booth."

"But..." Dong Lizhu said with a confused look on her face, "Even if we rent out the entire area, the location will still be in the corner, and it will still be out of the way. It can't be compared with the prime booths in the middle."

"How about..." Bian Xuedao suggested, "Let's also find some good-looking girls who dress sexy to attract attention?"

"Bian Xuedao! What do you mean?" Qian Na grabbed Bian Xuedao's ear and said, "You said I'm not beautiful or sexy, right?"

Bian Xuedao whispered, coaxing and persuading: "No, no... my wife is the most beautiful, oh, please let me go, can you save some face for me?"

During this time, Lao Ma's family's status in the family rose sharply because they followed Wu Jun, and they all straightened up their backs. When she was the foreman of a hotel, Qian Na didn't dare to touch the civil servant Lao Bian.

The little daughter-in-law who was always the one who was being blamed at home has now completely transformed and become the master.

The two fell out, but their relationship was deeper than before. Bian Xuedao had looked down on the relatives of Lao Ma's family before, but now they have completely integrated into the big family.

Wu Jun looked at his flirting cousin and his wife and said with a smile: "Auntie, just do as I say. I have a way to rent seven or eight houses first and expand our exhibition area several times."

"Okay, Chen Lin, Xu Fei, the three of us will split up." Seeing Wu Jun's resolute attitude, Dong Lizhu said nothing more and called Xu Fei and Chen Lin out.

Half an hour later, the three came back to report their results, doubled the rent, and rented 7 nearby booths.
Chapter completed!