Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 24

Starting a business is no joke.

Yu Meiyun knew Song Cheng very well and had asked him about his family situation.

If I remember correctly, my family is ordinary and my parents live in a small county town.

How much ability does an ordinary family have to support Song Cheng, a decoration designer who is not qualified to start a business?

I'm afraid it's just a small fight, a waste of money.
Yu Meiyun was not optimistic and was even a little disappointed, thinking that she had misjudged this man.

Perhaps, in order to start a business, the family even took out the wife’s capital.

He is not a person who can live a peaceful life. He looks mature, steady and reliable, but in fact he has high ambitions and does not know his own limitations.

The second-hand industry is a huge market, and when it comes to various industries, competition is fierce.

She really couldn't figure out what advantages Song Cheng had and what he relied on.

However, considering Song Cheng's personality, she decided to be cautious. While eating breakfast, she carefully inquired about the specific details of the company.

"I plan to recycle old items, such as electronic digital products, and then refurbish and sell them."

"I looked at the relevant reports myself,"

"The recycling market is an industry that is constantly developing and changing. The current market situation is mainly concentrated in ten categories, including scrap steel, scrap metal, scrap plastic, and scrap paper. Among them, the recycling volume of scrap glass, scrap textiles, and discarded electrical and electronic products has dropped the most significantly."

"Competition in the industry is indeed fierce. There are more than 9 domestic recycling companies, mainly small and medium-sized enterprises, with about 1300 million employees. Recycling networks have been established in most regions, and the recycling system integrating recycling, sorting, and distribution has been gradually improved."

"The government is increasing its support for the recycling industry, including providing subsidies, establishing recycling networks, and promoting the "Internet + recycling" model."

Song Cheng spoke eloquently, in a calm and steady tone.

He is inexplicably charming and looks like a successful man.

Yu Meiyun couldn't help but stare in a trance, listening quietly, her thoughts running wild.

Judging from these preparations, Song Cheng has obviously made sufficient preparations and has a good understanding of the market.

But now that you understand, why do it?

Even as an outsider, she could hear that the old item recycling market had been completely taken over by large enterprises. How could she succeed by entering the market at this time?

How to control costs when recycling old items and then refurbishing them for sale?

The cost is too high, and the price after refurbishment cannot be low. If the price is not low enough, who will buy it?
There are too many problems and difficulties.

Yu Meiyun's heart sank and she became pessimistic again.

Seeing this, Song Cheng smiled, knowing that his goal had been achieved.

It is necessary not to be favored, otherwise, considering the age difference between each other, my good sister will probably not agree to be my girlfriend after the matter is settled.

It is obvious that you will be rejected, so it is better to refuse in another way, and reject yourself by agreeing.

"Sister Yun, I know it's difficult."

He said seriously: "I have nothing, no connections, no money, and I have never run a business. I have never studied financial management. I am just an ordinary decoration designer and my family is also ordinary."

“It’s almost impossible to succeed, but I still want to try.”

"If it works, it will be a miracle, it is God's will, God wants you, Yunjie, to be my girlfriend."

"how?"

Song Cheng smiled and held a blueberry in front of the woman's mouth.

I always feel like there's something fishy going on.

Yu Meiyun opened her mouth and ate the blueberries, frowning slightly.

“How much is your company’s registered capital?”

She didn't agree easily.

"Not much."

Song Cheng said casually: "Only one million."

?

This is called no funds?
Yu Meiyun was speechless for a moment, then said calmly, "Not honest."

Song Cheng laughed and said, "The market competition is so fierce, throwing one million in will probably just make a splash, it's useless."

There must be something wrong if you belittle yourself like this.

He doesn't seem to be worried about failure at all, so he must have something to rely on.

It could also be a way of provoking someone, deliberately provoking oneself.

Yu Meiyun glanced at him briefly and continued eating.

"Sister Yun, you are not scared, are you?"

Song Cheng's tone was playful.

This look is really itch-inducing, making people want to know why they are so confident that they can succeed.

"Go, you bastard."

Yu Meiyun said unhappily, "You are so confident. Okay, I promise you, I want to see what you are capable of accomplishing."

"Don't say that I look down on you."

"One million is indeed not a lot. I have another million in savings that I can give you. Do you dare to take it?" This is not just one million, but a token of my love and pressure.

Song Cheng understood instantly.

If I fail, a million dollars will be wasted. Will I be worthy of this kindness?

If you don’t dare to ask for it, it means you lack confidence.

If you accept it, then you have enough confidence and are sure of success, and you will not let it down.

A very sharp test.

"hehe."

He didn't care. He stood up and sat down next to the woman. Then he picked up the beautiful woman's delicate body, held her and sat her on his lap, with her plump body full of soft flesh leaning into his arms.

"Sister Yun, as long as you agree, I will take ten million, not to mention one million. You can use whatever means you want. I will take it."

As he said this, he fed the woman breakfast with his own hands.

Such a sudden move.

Yu Meiyun's body was tense for a moment and then relaxed. She opened her mouth to eat the breakfast that was fed to her, and her eyes became quietly charming.

"I can promise you that, but I have to set three rules."

She changed the subject, put her arms around the neck of the person next to her, and said lazily: "Before I become your girlfriend, we are not allowed to take that last step."

"The rest depends on your performance. If I'm happy, I can let you dream."

A dream like last night.

Song Cheng's heart warmed and he couldn't help but hug the woman tightly, and his claws fell on the woman's thigh and grabbed it.

No drop, what a pity.

"it is good."

He lowered his head and leaned closer, "Listen to my sister."

The man's hot breath fell on his neck, tickling him.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Yu Meiyun's breathing was rapid, her eyes gradually filled with spring water, and she pursed her lips and said, "I'm not your girlfriend yet, just take advantage of me, but don't push it too far."

You have to take advantage of it.

Song Cheng buried his head and deeply inhaled the fragrance of the woman, feeling that he must be very perverted at the moment.

"Sister, there's still breakfast, eat some more."

He raised his head slightly, looked at the beautiful woman with rosy skin in front of him, and said with lingering interest: "I'll feed you."

Yu Meiyun's eyes were as charming as silk, and her breath was as sweet as orchid. She said, "Xiao Song, you must remember that before I become your girlfriend, even if I stand in front of you without clothes, you are not allowed to eat."

"Perform well, and I will naturally feel sorry for you and give you some sweet treats."

"Remember?"

"Good sister, I remember it."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "I'll do whatever you say. With me, you can be as indulgent and willful as you want. You don't have to hide anything or hold it back."

"I can bear it."

Such sweet words are really unbearable.

"Just obey."

She panted slightly, raised her head with watery eyes, and said softly, "Look, you can't even feed me properly, what are you still standing there for? Help me clean it up."

"If I can't clean it, my sister will be very unhappy."

time flies.

After a moment, the beautiful woman let out a cry, and then her body trembled. She held on to the wall with both hands and staggered to the bathroom.

Song Cheng watched them go, let out a breath, looked at the marks on the floor, smiled, stood up, took the mop and mopped the floor.

After cleaning up, he swept the leftovers off the table, then tidied up and knocked on the bathroom door, which was always closed.

"Sister Yun, I'm leaving first."

inside the door.

The woman didn't respond.

"Sister Yun, are you okay?"

Song Cheng frowned and said, “If you don’t answer, I’ll be very worried.”

This time, the beautiful woman's voice sounded: "I know, go ahead and come back early in the evening."

Very calm, no emotion can be heard.

Song Cheng felt relieved and turned around and left.

In the bathroom.

Yu Meiyun looked at the woman in the mirror, her body tense as she considered whether or not to kill her to silence her.

It is really.
Too shameful, too embarrassing.
(End of this chapter)