A person's life is long and magnificent. It is impossible for him to be smooth all the time. He will always fall off in pride. Perhaps the Internet cafe is Xuan Qi's Waterloo. Lu Zhuoqun empathized with it and sighed heavily, then thought about how to comfort Xuan Qi and persuaded him to give up this Internet cafe plan.

A pot of tea smelled the scent of tea inside. Lu Zhuoqun's head flashed through his mind. Any business has a quantitative ratio. Without publicity, such a popular Internet cafe industry should have a third of the attendance rate, relying solely on individual customers, or even half of the attendance rate. If promotion is done, it should be full. At least dozens of people should be waiting in the rest area to board the plane.

The clock had already reached 10:30. Lu Zhuoqun looked at the computer screen again. A hint of dullness suddenly flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes again. The attendance rate, which was originally only one-fifth, has now become four-fifths, and the green standby is lit up red.

Lu Zhuoqun rubbed his eyes and thought he was dazzled. When he opened his eyes and looked, he still found that it was all red. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, was it a program wrong? When he pushed open the office door, Lu Zhuoqun saw bustling people. In the originally empty Internet cafe, there were suddenly hungry net insects.

Lu Zhuoqun immediately pulled a network administrator next to him and asked, "There were not so many people just now, why are so many people coming out now?"

The Internet administrator met the big boss and quickly explained: "It turns out that the guests who are surfing the Internet here are like their friends showing off the benefits of Xuanlei Internet Cafe. His friends don't believe in evil, so they come and take a look, and Xuanlei Internet Cafe became popular."

"So that's how it is." A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Zhuoqun's mouth and said in a low voice: "The Internet is connected, why didn't I think it?"

The smiling Lu Zhuoqun wandered around the Internet cafe, from the second floor to the third floor, and then walked up to the fourth floor. Looking at the crowded people, there were three or five people waiting for the night in the lounge area. Lu Zhuoqun's almost empty confidence gradually became fuller. Looking at the crowded Internet cafe, Lu Zhuoqun secretly thought, maybe this industry can really be so popular.

Lu Zhuoqun was in a good mood and picked up his mobile phone to edit a text message, explained the address and situation clearly, and then sent it to Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi sat on a soft seat in the Moulin Mofang. Su Mingxue, with a spring-like face, lay softly on Xuan Qi's thighs. Hong Qin used big black and white eyes to directly aim at Xuan Qi. She originally wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Xuan Qi was speechless and helpless, and his cultivation was too low. He had to face two women who had deep love for him. He was so anxious that he wanted to put them on the spot to rectify the Dharma, but he also had to consider that he could not vent his body. The mixed confusion and helplessness made Xuan Qi want to get rid of the gun.

The old man caught Xuan Qi's thoughts and immediately persuaded him: "You are still young and have a great future, and you still have great things..."

As the old man was talking, Xuan Qi's high interest quickly became weak. This was like an emperor who wanted to favor concubines. There was an old eunuch standing beside him. He listened to him constantly saying that this was not good or that was not good. No matter how good the interest was, no matter how hard the place was, he was gone and said it was soft.

The cell phone was vibrating by his waist. Xuan Qi opened the text message and kissed Hongqi deeply. After kissing Hongqi so charmingly, Xuan Qi smiled and said with a wicked smile: "I have something to do, let's do it now." After that, regardless of the sorrow in Hongqi's eyes, he spread his feet and walked outside the door.

The cold wind blew, clearing Xuan Qi's mind. If he had stayed there just now and was free, he might have been able to fly together for a moment. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Xuan Qi's mouth.

The old man began to teach people tirelessly again: "Don't always think about the joy of fish and water. You should know that there are still many responsibilities on your shoulders. You also have to give you Xuanqing and your life..."

Xuan Qi was completely numb. He opened the Land Rover car door, started speeding up, opened the window slightly, and let the howling cold wind snatch his hair. Then Xuan Qi asked: "When will I be able to practice to the liquid realm? Is it too slow to meditate and regulate my breathing every day? And the spirit stones I got last time have been used up?"

If there are no spirit stones on weekdays, just meditating in the magic circle. Then practice is like running long distances, step by step, keep walking and running. And with the spirit stones, practice is like driving a car, and the speed of the accelerator immediately starts to surge.

Xuan Qi has become accustomed to relying on spiritual stones to practice. Now there is no spiritual stone. If you practice a little bit in the magic circle, whether it is mentality or mood, Xuan Qi has a little ups and downs, and is used to running at high speed. Now he is like a snail crawling, which is very unhappy.

The old man was silent when asked this question, and after a while, he whispered: "There are no spiritual veins on the earth now, and it is even more impossible to generate spirit stones. So if you want to get spirit stones, you can only go to some large sects to seek it, or..." The old man's voice was ruthless: "I killed someone and seize treasure just like last time."

The old man's murderous aura shocked Xuan Qi, and Xuan Qi couldn't help but squint his eyes. The old man continued to brainwash Xuan Qi: "In this world, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak. The strong prey on the weak is the law of the jungle."

"Pursuing the way of heaven, Xuancunzhen, if you are not strong, if you are not cruel, you will not be able to survive at all. Tongtian Xuanxiu, Fangcun Master, who is not blood-stained with both hands, killing people in the wild." The old man said in the end, his voice turned into a high-pitched voice: "Xuanxiu is originally against the will of heaven. Not only has he changed his life, but he also has to fight against the sky, the earth, the human, and the wild beasts. Which Xuanxiu has stepped on the peak of power, and is not stepping on the thick white bones under his feet.

After asking two consecutive questions, Xuan Qi was speechless. Land Rover stopped at the door of the Internet cafe. Xuan Qi's pupils were a little dissipated for a while. The old man did not beautify anything this time and directly told Xuan's true meaning. At this moment, Xuan Qi realized that the path he was going was not as beautiful as he imagined.

After a while, Xuan Qi pushed open the car door, raised his foot and jumped to the ground, smiled with teeth and said, "What should I do, then do it. I have already boarded the pirate ship, and eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name is definitely useless. Then kill it." A bloody light flashed in Xuan Qi's eyes, and the murderous aura filled his chest, which scared all evil spirits to retreat. The ghosts were afraid of evil people's grinding, not to mention that Xuan Qi is still a god of killing now.

The hour hand kept walking, and the time gradually reached midnight. Because it was a trial business and the preparation was not sufficient, the cover night in Xuanlei Internet Cafe started from 12:30 and ended at 8:30 in the morning.

从八点忙碌到现在,鲁卓群一直都是亢奋的,从十一点三百台机器坐满人之后,一直到十二点半有二百七十六个人包场,试营业期间价格减半,每台机器只收十块钱,这就是两千七百六十元.再算上三百台机器刚刚的营收,四个小时加一夜,玄雷的收入达到五千元,如果按照平时正常的应收,直接就破万了

When Xuan Qi saw Lu Zhuoqun, he was sitting in the office and was stupid and had a good start. He was really a good start. If he could follow this momentum and stabilize, then Xuan Lei Internet Cafe could really create a group of wealthy people in China, and Xuan Qi would write the fastest myth of creating wealth.

"Don't smile foolishly." Xuan Qi sat opposite Lu Zhuoqun: "Do you still have confidence in my plan now?"

Lu Zhuoqun was still cautious: "I can't answer this question yet. I have to observe it for a week before I can give you a definite answer."

"After a week, you will find that my plan is not only not radical, but also a bit conservative." Xuan Qi opened the computer opposite and looked at the attendance rate on it and said, "I will try to open one day tomorrow and start to restore the original price the day after tomorrow."

"I think so too." Lu Zhuoqun pointed his head and then opened several surveillance probes: "I divided the entire Internet cafe into three areas, distinguishing smokers from ordinary people, and leaving another area as the female guest area. Everyone's reaction was very good, and this experience is worth promoting."

Xuan Qi nodded in approval and then continued to say: "In fact, this experience can be extended. For example, we can open a high-priced VIp private room or create a couple booth service. It is all things that need to be digged deep. First, tie up the big rack and do the rest slowly."

Lu Zhuoqun pointed his head heavily and said, "I also think this matter is very confusing. I haven't gone anywhere these days, just stay here and look at the Internet cafe..."

As Lu Zhuoqun said this, Xuan Qi's eyes slowly narrowed, and a terrifying feeling came to him. Xuan Qi couldn't help but use the Qi-description technique to drive towards Lu Zhuoqun. Suddenly, he saw a thick gray disaster aura on his head. When the dark disaster aura condensed into substance, it turned into a dark black dead aura.

Strangely, Xuanqi once used Qi-detection technique to see Lu Zhuoqun's longevity. He knew that he could live to 83 years old, so why did he die now? Recalling carefully, the disaster was caused by his intention to stay in the Internet cafe. Could it be that this disaster was related to the Internet cafe? Or the gears of fate and the wheels of history are erected, so Lu Zhuoqun became one of the ones that were erased?

Xuan Qi stood up and looked around with Qi-sighting technique. The Internet cafe, which had just condensed its fortune and the energy of wealth soared, was also rampant at this time. When he focused his mind, he could actually see the disaster of fire.

When he opened the door and walked into the hall, the Qi-identification technique was used to the extreme. Xuan Qi seemed to be able to see the flames and thick smoke rolling. The vibrant network managers had a mass of disasters on their heads, either injured or died. The guests who were surfing the Internet cafes also suffered from different degrees of casualties.

This frightened Xuan Qi. It was not natural disasters that were about to come, but man-made disasters. Xuan Qi widened his eyes and began to patrol the Internet cafe. He soon discovered that the starting point of the fire was actually someone deliberately set fire.
Chapter completed!