223: Chapter 212: Dividing the Woman 223: Chapter 212: Dividing the Woman “Are you guys out of your minds?
I’ve seen those waiters with their mournful faces at least a dozen times just coming in here, what the hell are they looking so sad for?
Customers want enjoyment, not to come here and suffer.
Do each of you really think you’re so tough, bringing those street-tough methods here?
If you don’t believe me, keep up this kind of service attitude and watch the foot traffic halve by the next day.
“I’m telling you, every patron is a guest, and if they’re guests, then they’re gods.
And since they’re gods, they should be treated like gods.
This racetrack is for making money, and to make money you’ve got to milk every last dime out of the customers,” Song Yun instructed.
“Pass the word along—next time I see anyone pulling a long face or being disrespectful to a customer, they can pack up and get the hell out immediately.”
“It’s really unbelievable how fast you forget your own name once you get some money in hand.”
After the tirade, Song Yun said, “Wu Li and Zhao Yan, stay behind.
Everyone else, back to work.”
The crowd dispersed quickly, no one wanting to stick around and see the boss’s cannibalistic look any longer.
Zhao Yan looked at Song Yun with a wry smile and shrugged, “I never expected something good to turn out like this.”
“Basic service quality in our country is not high.
Everyone’s thinking about making money, wondering why they should put up with scolding.
They don’t use their brains to think that without customers, there’s no salary,” Song Yun said, calming his emotions.
“All these horses need to go back to the forge for remaking.
They have to be docile.
If there’s even a hint of wildness in them, our racetrack’s reputation is done for.”
“I know, I said the same at the start.
But that bunch just now was too eager to make money, they brought out the horses even before they were completely tamed,” said Zhao Yan.
“This place is big enough to be divided into two areas, a high-end VIP section, and another for the general public.
The VIP area will cater to those with status and money, while the public area will be open to the masses.
You can fill in the details yourself, right?”
“Next, we’ll have to pick doormen or coachmen.
I don’t necessarily need handsome men or beautiful women, but their temperament must be good, understanding that the customer is god,” said Song Yun, then turned to Wu Li.
“As for the security team, we’ll draw from our gang, but remember the motto: they’ve got to be patient, not beating someone up after a simple complaint or showing thuggish tendencies now and then.
We must remember, here at this racetrack, we’re the most law-abiding businessmen.”
After instructing Wu Li to attend to his duties, Song Yun, with a smile in his eyes, turned to Zhao Yan, “Was it you who dealt with Dong Linze?”
“How did you know?” beseeched Zhao Yan, startled.
“I thought I’d covered my tracks completely, but you still found out.”
“Be more discreet next time.
You left too many clues this time.
Anyone determined enough could easily trace it back to us.
Did the old man prep you for this one in advance?”
“Yeah, the old man said to leave it if not necessary, but if we must act, then we need to be ruthless,” Zhao Yan touched his nose smiling.
“Boss, Dong Linze is finished now.
His son is also on the police’s wanted list.
What’s our next move?”
“What’s next?
Lie low.
I’m starting to feel we’re getting too prominent; let’s keep quiet for a while before we think of anything else,” Song Yun said, taking a sip of his tea.
“Come on, let’s have a look around the area.
If we really get this going, it’s going to cost a pretty penny.”
After taking a spin around the racetrack in a small battery-powered cart with Zhao Yan, Song Yun patted a large tree and asked, “How much is the rent for this land per year?”
Without a word, Zhao Yan used six fingers to gesture, which made Song Yun frown and say, “Six million a year, that’s not too expensive.
With proper management, we can definitely make it back.”
“Six million for ten years,” Zhao Yan said with a wide grin.
“Six million for ten years, boss, we’ve hit the jackpot.”
“Come on, don’t play with me.
Such a large piece of land for six hundred thousand a year?” Song Yun asked with wide eyes.
“No joke, this used to be unclaimed wasteland.
Nobody wanted to develop it, so I negotiated a bit, and we got a great deal,” explained Zhao Yan.
“If we look at it in terms of land cost, we certainly scored big.
However, in personal terms, for that director, it’s his achievement.
It’s a win-win.
Since that’s the case, let’s make good use of this land,” said Song Yun.
Chatting and laughing, the two returned to the inside of the racetrack.
After agreeing to have dinner together that evening, Song Yun planned to find Xiao Qing.
He was worried she might be deeply affected after seeing her cry so uncontrollably earlier.
After asking a few waiters, he learned that Xiao Qing and the others had gone to a special resting place behind the racetrack.
He found the three women, but there were also a few uninvited pests chatting them up.
Strolling leisurely over, Song Yun tapped Xiao Qing on the shoulder and smiled, “What brought the two of you here?”
“The scenery here is lovely, with water and trees, and you can see the lake in the distance,” Xiao Qing said, sniffing.
“I was really scared earlier.
I never expected the horse to be so fiery.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t be afraid.
I’m going to have dinner with Zhao Yan and the others tonight.
You all should come too,” said Song Yun, then looked at the few men standing nearby and asked, “Who are these guys?
Your friends?”
“Hi, I’m Shishi’s friend, Zheng Ju,” interrupted one man, extending his hand with a smile toward Song Yun.
“You must be the Song Yun Shishi always talks about.
It’s nice to meet you.”
The man spoke politely, but Li Shishi’s expression displayed distaste.
Song Yun, who often took his cues from a woman’s emotions, gave the man’s hand a quick shake before letting go.
Turning to Li Shishi, he said, “It’s almost noon.
Let’s go have lunch.”
The three women stood up, and without even acknowledging the men who had been pestering them, they followed Song Yun.
After Song Yun had left, the friends teased Zheng Ju, “Man, your girl just got taken away by someone else.
How can you stay calm and just stand here?”
“Hmph, if it weren’t for the Li Family’s clout, do you think I’d lower myself to chase after a woman?” Zheng Ju narrowed his eyes, watching Li Shishi’s retreating figure.
“She will definitely be my woman, no matter what it takes.”
“You thinking of drugging her or something?
Never mind the Li Family’s reaction; just her grandfather alone could beat you to death,” said a man with dyed white hair, grinning.
“I think the teary young face from earlier would be better.
If she were on a couch, she’d definitely be a fine piece.”
“Zheng Ju wants Li Shishi, you want the teary one, and I’ll take a loss and go for the quiet one who doesn’t speak.
I like that kind of staunch and virtuous woman.”