Chapter 38: Chapter 37 Hoping One’s Father Becomes a Dragon

    Over the past few days, Cheng Zhu had carved out a bloody path on Taobao’s Direct Train platform with his superb “black cab” tactics.

    He could bring in the maximum benefits with the minimal operational funds!

    If Wang Wei, who had spent a considerable tuition on the Direct Train, knew this, he would probably cry with envy.

    But honestly, Cheng Zhu had discovered that Wang Anquan, this little brother of his, was indeed very suited to be a customer service representative at the current stage.

    He was extremely patient with customers and seemed to enjoy the work.

    Unlike Cheng Zhu, who would find it torturous.

    ...

    Anyone who has worked in customer service knows that in this big world, there are all kinds of birds, and the customers really do come with their own unique characteristics.

    He even suspected that some customers didn’t come to buy things at all; they were there to hit on the customer service staff.

    And then there were customers whose thought processes were even more bizarre.

    At that moment, Cheng Zhu received another message from a customer asking, “What should I do if I buy it and my wife refuses to wear it?”

    Cheng Zhu: “???”

    Do they seriously need to ask customer service that?

    Should I go help her put it on?

    In fact, he knew that indeed there might be people who would leave a bad review for the store because the user didn’t want to use the product they purchased.

    —How unjust!

    For the type of inquiry he didn’t feel like handling, he would just pass it to Wang Anquan.

    And sure enough, Wang Anquan really did offer serious and patient advice, like suggesting a romantic candlelit dinner, a trip somewhere close by, preparing a small gift...

    Since Cheng Zhu had mentioned that when answering questions, customer service should try to sound more feminine, this customer really thought there was a caring little sister painstakingly thinking of solutions for him.

    —Female customer service staff really seem quite good!

    “I wonder what this buyer would think if he knew that on the other end was a high school graduate who’s never even held a girl’s hand, teaching you how to get your wife to dress up voluntarily,” Cheng Zhu mused.

    He checked the date; it was already August.

    “Time sure flies.”

    The reason Cheng Zhu glanced at the time was not to calculate when school would start again,

    but because it wouldn’t be long before his uncle would come to the house to scam money.

    Though he had been very busy lately, he never forgot about this matter.

    “My uncle is a standard gambling addict,” Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

    He had always believed that gamblers do not end well.

    Don’t be fooled; even though Cheng Zhu made his first pot of gold from the World Cup finals, it was because he was a reborn cheater, playing with an advantage.

    “Being profitable in such conditions would be miraculous.”

    Remember, when everyone thinks it’s a good business, it’s very likely the time it starts to decline.

    But now in 2014, opening a community fresh supermarket is still profitable.

    Of course, a significant reason was that Cheng Zhu’s parents had an advantage; their Yunlai Restaurant was quite well-known in the area, having been open for so many years and familiar with the locals.

    Being restaurant owners already, they also had clear procurement channels.

    “In the coming years, many online platforms will be in their rapid development phase and can indeed catch the wave,” Cheng Zhu thought.

    “Parents have this idea but are also hesitant because that’s the dowry prepared for me, which they would consider carefully, and they haven’t found the right location yet.”

    “Doing business certainly shuns rushing into things blindly.”

    However, Cheng Zhu remembered clearly that in a few days, a small supermarket in the community that had been open for many years would be up for transfer.

    This memory was quite vivid to him.

    That’s because in his past life, he used to buy cigarettes from that store, and he was quite familiar with the owner.

    He was too scared to buy cigarettes at a nearby store, fearing the neighbors he knew well would tell his parents.

    Despite seeming fearless outside, he was actually quite intimidated by Cheng.

    He was raised strictly by his father and wasn’t spared from scolding.

    Curiously though, Cheng Zhu was a bit of an anomaly. Some kids become more obedient after a few spankings. But after a few spankings, Cheng Zhu realized he was quite resilient and gained a deeper understanding of his strengths.

    The reason he remembered the store’s transfer so clearly was that he later heard the owner had gotten one of the female employees pregnant.

    After the abortion and a payout, the woman and her family still came by every so often to make a scene, wanting more money. Cheng Zhu had even witnessed it happen once.

    It was quite a typical incident and thus memorable.

    Needless to say, he hadn’t got the girl pregnant, but bizarrely, he drew some life lessons from it.

    “I remember the transfer fee was pretty reasonable, and it was rented out in just a few days,” he recalled. When he went to buy cigarettes later, the store’s sign had changed.

    With his current vision, he thought the location was particularly good for opening a fresh supermarket, and he figured his parents would be very interested.

    He just didn’t remember exactly which day the transfer would start.

    “No matter, I’ll just hang around that area more often,” Cheng Zhu thought.

    Speaking of which, if conditions allowed, he’d quite like to help his parents earn more money, so they could feel more accomplished in life.

    It’s one thing for a son to make money, but it’s a completely different emotional satisfaction from earning it yourself.

    “I’d just give them a push from behind the scenes,” Cheng Zhu thought.

    Heck, Little Youzi and I might just unwittingly become rich second generations!

    Just then, his phone rang.

    The caller was his mother, Xu Yun, but when he answered, he heard the sweet voice of a little girl.

    “Brother, I was very good this afternoon. I didn’t have any snacks and got hungry at only five o’clock. Can you come to the restaurant earlier to have dinner with me, huh?”