Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 728: Seven hundred and twenty-three. Two words! Robbery!

Chapter 728: Seven hundred and twenty-three. Two words! Robbery!

"Let’s hit the road.

If I really get off the highway and get hit by a car and die, then it must be my fate to die," said Gu Chen, even able to joke around at this time.

The woman heard this and thought Gu Chen was quite interesting.

Then Gu Chen got into his car.

The car the young girl was driving was fairly ordinary, an old model white Mercedes-Benz.

Usually, older men drove this kind of car; he hadn’t expected this young girl to be driving one.

"I still don’t know your full name," he said to Gu Chen.

"Anyway, it’s just two hours. After two hours, whether I’m dead or alive, you won’t know, so what do you need my name for? Are you going to burn paper for me every Qingming Festival?" Gu Chen said very casually.

After hearing this, he laughed again.

It seemed like Gu Chen’s sense of humor had amused him.

At this time, he seemed to be quite interested in Gu Chen.

"My last name is Hao, and my name is Hao Meili," he suddenly introduced himself to Gu Chen.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Gu Chen’s mouth twitched.

Such a bold name, Gu Chen truly hadn’t expected that.

"My last name is Bu, and my name is Bu Yao Lian."

After Gu Chen said this, the young woman instantly became anxious.

"Do you think I’m joking with you? Do you need me to show you my ID?" he said seriously to Gu Chen.

Gu Chen looked at her, puzzled, after hearing this.

The way he looked, it seemed like that really was his name.

Gu Chen never would have imagined someone would actually have that name.

There’s nothing wrong with the name itself; it just sounds a bit strange to the ears.

Such daring parents, giving their child such a name, but it sounds rather cute when you hear it.

"Gu Chen," Gu Chen then stated his own name to show respect.

"Where are you heading?" he asked curiously.

"No preference. Just drive around the main financial center of Haicheng, which areas of Haicheng have more companies?"

Gu Chen didn’t particularly care about the specifics; going anywhere would be the same to him.

"Are you planning to establish your company in Haicheng? What kind of business do you do?" Hao Meili asked Gu Chen.

"The white liquor business isn’t anything special, just considering entering Haicheng for now. But I haven’t made up my mind yet, still researching," Gu Chen answered his question truthfully.

He felt there was no need to hide anything about this.

After all, like Xiong Qianyang, those who needed to know, knew. These things simply couldn’t be kept secret.

"You cook well, does that mean you also brew good white liquor?" he suddenly seemed expectant of Gu Chen.

Because the dish that Gu Chen had made left an indelible impression, he was still thinking about it.

"The white liquor is just average, nothing but ordinary white liquor, mainly relying on marketing," he said.

After saying this, Hao Meili appeared somewhat disbelieving.

"How could it possibly be just ordinary?"

He thought someone like Gu Chen must surely have some special skills.

"But the truth is, it’s just ordinary, nothing special."

Though Gu Chen said this, Hao Meili clearly didn’t believe it.

"What do you mean by marketing?" Hao Meili asked curiously.

For instance, the term I just mentioned, he didn’t understand it at all.

"You’ll understand what marketing means once you’ve experienced it, there’s no point explaining it to you now as you wouldn’t get it anyway.

Let me put it another way, it’s largely about leveraging other ancillary products.

Like unique packaging of a product, its convenience, its functionality: marketing is mainly about hyping up a concept— you know what ’concept’ means, right?"

At this point, Gu Chen did take a little time to explain to him what it really meant.

After listening, she grasped the concept.

"I get it, it’s actually a very simple principle, just tricking people. It’s nothing new; I thought there was some kind of mystery to it."

Hao Meili said this to Gu Chen, not taking Gu Chen’s idea of marketing very seriously.

Gu Chen thought hard and then suddenly realized that what Hao Meili said was quite astute.

Apparently, the so-called marketing, as Hao Meili described it, totally relied on deceptive practices. Of course, real marketing is a high-level practice, not just a simple concept of tricking people. The emergence of the concept is subtly implanted into everyone’s brain.

Just like diamonds, which are intrinsically worthless.

Yet, due to a concept, people acknowledge its value.

The same goes for my own rice wine; however, I’m not hyping a concept but sentimental maxims.

Just at that moment, he continued to ask Gu Chen, "How much money does your rice wine make each quarter?"

"Don’t you know a company’s revenue details are a business secret?" Gu Chen asked him with a smile.

When he heard this, he dismissed it completely.

"Oh, come on, what secret? I’m not a competitor in your industry, nor am I your enemy. If you tell me, I won’t tell anyone else. It’s just small talk, just a simple chat. Why are you so dull?"

Hao Meili felt like Gu Chen was talking nonsense at this point.

Upon hearing that, Gu Chen thought he had a point.

She ended up telling him, "Well, my company makes roughly thirty to fifty thousand a day in profit."

After she said this, Hao Meili suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The sudden stop nearly sent Gu Chen flying forward towards the engine hood.

He frowned and looked at Hao Meili, puzzled by what she was doing—her driving was dangerously erratic.

At that moment, Hao Meili spoke seriously to Gu Chen, "You’re not joking with me, or just making conversation, are you?"

He seemed a little incredulous, as if he did not believe what Gu Chen had said.

"Why would I lie to you about this? What’s the point? As you just mentioned, you’re not in my field, you’re not my competitor. Lying to you has no advantage for me," Gu Chen responded earnestly.

Once she had finished, Hao Meili immediately furrowed her brows.

"So, you’re saying your rice wine company brings in a seven-figure income monthly?"

"About that much, yeah," Gu Chen said nonchalantly.

But as casual as she was, Hao Meili was not.

On the contrary, Hao Meili was dead serious at this moment.

"How much does it cost to produce your rice wine?" she asked Gu Chen.

In theory, Gu Chen shouldn’t have answered such a question about trade secrets.

But after a careful thought, Gu Chen still disclosed honestly, "Around one or two yuan each."

"And how much do you sell them for?"

"Ten yuan."

After Gu Chen responded, Hao Meili fell silent.

After a short pause, Hao Meili slowly uttered two words.

"Robbery!"