"Brother, why do you look so unhappy?" Su Yanqiao gazed at Zhu Wencong; he was not someone who would worry about money.
"Let's go to the Chinese Tea House and have a drink! I really didn't expect the franchise that started in America to open in Xiangjiang.
I must say, the success of your business model has made merchants rush to invest and join," Louis praised.
Zhu Wencong took a serious look at the Chinese Tea House, the initial franchise benefits were indeed attractive, but when the tide recedes, there will be a large group of people going bankrupt.
The restaurant has two floors, the first floor is for commoners, and the second floor is for VIPs; since all the waiters are Hans, the owner must definitely be Chinese.
The ladies went straight to order, while Zhu Wencong found a seat and watched the bustling crowd outside the window.
