Chapter 356 Chapter 353 Industry Entry Threshold

These days, although implant maintenance shops are a new industry, the opening of a new shop is not considered news. Whether in newspapers, television, radio or information networks, implant maintenance shops opened by pharmaceutical companies and gangs are advertised everywhere. Seeing this situation, their "Veterans' Home" did not waste money on advertising. They just distributed some flyers on the streets and put up a "opening promotion" billboard at the door of the store.

They didn't even hire a beautiful reception girl.

As a natural result, their initial sluggish business was expected. They had planned long ago that it would be impossible to make a profit immediately in the early stage of operation. They would be successful if they could break even within a year and fully recover their investment within three to four years. They had made a strategy of stable operation and accumulating word of mouth from the beginning.

There will be more and more implant users, and they will not worry about not having potential customers. The key is how to bring customers in and keep them. As long as they can provide customers with services that really make them feel comfortable, customers will bring new customers, and then implant maintenance shops can develop. With their scale, it is simply wishful thinking to break out of the advertising field according to the general idea.

On the first business day, no customer came to the store throughout the day. Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao practiced close combat in the small space in the basement, Nightingale and Rock Sparrow learned the latest information technology in the rest area on the second floor. Everyone had a fulfilling day...

The four major shareholders were not in a hurry, but the small shareholder Doyle was very anxious. He suggested that Ge Gongdao call some friends in the mercenary industry here for maintenance, which could also be regarded as a way to expand business channels. Ge Gongdao shook his head. It's not that he hadn't thought about this method, but places where mercenaries often appear often mean danger. Ordinary people dare not approach, so it will only cut off more important customer sources.

"Lucy's restaurant is a counterexample. It is the safest and best service place in the surrounding four blocks. At the beginning, when everyone didn't know what was going on, there were still a considerable number of neighbors patronizing it. Since there was a threat and everyone was fully armed, no one dared to come." Go Gongdao took the music restaurant as an example and said, "Only by building up a good reputation first, can we open a mercenary store when opening a branch. I will directly bring the mercenaries. If the service is not good and there is a commotion, those young people below will lose their arms and legs?"

Since this aspect doesn't work, then think of other ways. Doyle thought of his former comrades-in-arms. The guys who survived the last corporate war are now old and have sore arms and legs, right? He is very confident in the level of the implant maintenance store. At least it will never cheat people, and the effect is worth every penny spent here. So he dug out the old phone book, found those familiar numbers on the wrinkled and yellowed paper, and began to contact his old friends.

Most people's numbers have become empty. A small number of people have been able to get through, but they are not in Peicheng. They can't let those old friends who are already in poor health travel long distances and travel by boat and car. He was a little depressed, and was noticed by Nightingale and Rock Sparrow. "Empty numbers don't mean that the person is gone. Maybe they changed their numbers. Every city has its own communication company, and local services are always cheaper, so it's normal to change numbers." Nightingale and Rock Sparrow decided to help Doyle. Besides, Doyle's actions were also for their store. "We will try to check if the original owners of these numbers have new numbers for you."

"Will it be troublesome?"

"These old numbers are the simplest. Their basic information is stored in a very old system, which is full of loopholes and has been hacked countless times. If it is a new number, it will be more troublesome, but it is not impossible." Nightingale asked Rock Sparrow to do the work, and explained to Doyle: "These information systems for public use are purchased through bidding, and they are always the cheapest winning bids. The difficult ones are generally those non-operating systems, such as those used by companies and constitutional governments themselves. That is called layered protection and step-by-step murder."

After the efforts of the two sisters, some empty numbers were revived, and Doyle contacted several old friends. That day, he made a lot of calls, and his mobile phone had to be connected to the charging cable all the time, and the big old man leaned on the table, crying while talking.

He thought some of the guys were dead, and many of them thought he was dead; finding that the other party was not dead was a kind of happiness; finding that someone was really dead, then you have to accept the belated sorrow. When Doyle put down the phone, his eyes were red. It was hard to say whether he was in a good or bad state. Maybe he was in both. He told Zhuang Xuteng, who had just finished working out, that he had to go out for a while. He had his old friend in Peicheng, and it was not far away. Zhuang Xuteng threw him the key to the Armored Weasel·Real. It was a new car and needed someone to drive it out for a run-in.

"Don't worry, drive slowly, we are watching the store!" Zhuang Xuteng smiled and waved his hand, then walked into the "manager" office and sat down in Doyle's seat. After the physical exercise, it was time to meditate and practice necromancy. Anyway, there were no customers in the store, so nothing would be delayed.

Everyone has a different physique and encounters different things. For example, Doyle may have a physique that can "ward off evil and drive away disasters", while Zhuang Xuteng is the opposite, and will definitely attract evil and disasters. He sat in the store for a while, and two young people, a man and a woman, with skull tattoos on their faces walked in.

They want to meet the boss. The boy at the front desk didn't dare to neglect, so he led them to the manager's office. Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head, wondering what the fuss was about. He squinted and counted the number of skulls on the faces of the two people. There are only two of them, so they can only be regarded as the backbone of the group, not even cadres.

"The business of your store is pretty good!" The two of them really liked each other. Is there a customer in the store? The windows were bright and clean, and there wasn't even a hair on the floor. Everyone was really looking forward to having guests leave black footprints here or something. However, good business may be their cliché, just like "I opened this road and planted this tree."

"Business is not good. We don't have a single customer yet." Zhuang Xuteng tilted his head. He had never had a good impression of gang members, and he didn't even have the patience to act with two low-level gangsters with skull tattoos. "We have already paid the protection fee, why are you here?"

"I know you paid the protection fee, which is the same for all the shops on the street." The gangster's language organization skills are not very good. Except for the clichés of gang training, other contents are not expressed fluently. "But the implant care shop is different. It also has an admission fee."

"What? Access?" Zhuang Xuteng snorted and said, "You Cemetery Gang wants to replace the constitutional government with industry access? Can you issue certificates or provide training?"

"We can supply it." The gangster took out a small bottle with some blue powder in it. "Every implant shop can only open and operate well if it has this. Your protection fee is very generous, so our boss plans to drag you to make a fortune together. This safety blue is the entry threshold."

Zhuang Xuteng lowered his face, suppressed his anger, and said: "Thank you for your kindness, we will not participate in this. We don't understand, we don't want to get involved, and we don't want to make a fortune through this. Go back and tell your leader..."

"Then you don't want to give me face?"

With one sentence, Zhuang Xu laughed angrily. He has always felt that the level of gang members is not very high, but it is not that low. Why send two idiots like this to expand business? Can the two of them fight, or can they talk glibly, put on a bad face, barely repeat some clichés, and do nothing else, so that they can advance in the gang and get the second skull?

The Cemetery Gang is like many big companies. The trainee members don't have skulls and don't get tattoos until they officially start. I heard that the management mechanism of this skull tattoo is very strict. The juniors of gang bosses cannot directly get one skull when they come in, at least three. So the two skull-headed guys must have been promoted from apprenticeships, but what can they accomplish at their level? How did you get promoted?

"Again, we don't do safety blue or other blue business. Please go back and thank you..."

The little gangster slapped the table, pointed at Zhuang Xuteng and said, "Are you not going to show me face... Brother, please be careful of misfires."

He had to beg for mercy immediately because Zhuang Xuteng had already put the shadow gun on his head, and he had no idea how this happened.

"Can you understand me? We don't sell safety blue. Not all the shops on this street sell safety blue. You open an implant shop and sell safety blue to make money, which has nothing to do with me." Zhuang Xuteng frowned , he didn’t want to make things too rigid, after all, Doyle was still the one who usually worked here. "Go back and tell your boss that we are too close to the PCPD and we don't want to increase business risks."

"Safe Blue has no business risks, brother..." The gangster raised his hands and suddenly crossed them in the middle, trying to clamp Zhuang Xuteng's wrist from left to right. However, his movements could not escape Zhuang Xuteng's reaction. He first drew his hand away to avoid the attack, then put his fingers back on his forehead. At the same time, he took out a second bone spear and aimed it at another gangster.

"Hey, oh, oh, oh, did you miss? The slap was loud, but you didn't catch anything." Zhuang Xuteng put his fingers a little harder and said against the guy's forehead: "My patience is limited, don't do anything that may cost you your life." Try. We don’t sell safety blue, do you understand?”

"The boss said that all stores in Peicheng must put safety blue products on the shelves..."

"He's talking about your own store, right? Does the Cemetery Gang still care whether the implant stores opened by Today's Group have safety blue products?"

"Hey, it seems so...there's nothing there..." The little gangster frowned, looking like he couldn't think straight. At this time, Ge Gongdao, who heard the commotion, walked in. His size was clearly convincing. The other female gangster immediately raised her hands and feet and huddled on the sofa in a surrender posture.

Zhuang Xuteng sighed and said, "Do you two know what you are going to say when you go back?"

"You don't want access... No, you are not interested in Safe Blue's business." The gangster said with a grin.

"Let's go!" Zhuang Xuteng pushed his forehead with his palm, and then pointed in the direction of the door: "We paid the protection fee in the hope that we can operate with peace of mind and avoid trouble. I hope that your Cemetery Gang will not become a trouble."

After the two gangsters left, Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said to Ge Gongdao: "Something's wrong. The two of them came inexplicably and went inexplicably. Brother Dao, look at the store. I'll chase him out and take a look."

"Okay, go quickly and be careful." Ge Gongdao has always believed in Zhuang Xuteng's judgment. He said: "Those two people have obvious appearance features and cannot go far. You have time to bring everything. I asked the two sisters to You do information support.”

Zhuang Xuteng nodded, ran to the underground garage, took the equipment from the armored vehicle, especially the stealth equipment, and then went out from the back door. The two people just moved westward after leaving the house, so Zhuang Xuteng used the implant to charge and jumped onto the roof, searching westward.

He had excellent graphic memory and visual detail analysis ability, and quickly locked the two people who were strolling on the street, and then locked the enhanced hearing. The two people cursed and accused each other of not helping themselves when they were aimed at by the shadow gun, and lacked the friendship of partners.

"That guy moved so fast that I didn't react. It means that he had prepared the shadow gun from the beginning, and he had bad intentions!" The two people chattered and put the hat on Zhuang Xuteng's head. It was obvious that they were cooperating to portray him as an unstable factor that caused trouble for the gang.

Regarding Zhuang Xuteng's explicit rejection of the safety blue, the two people did not complain. From this point of analysis, Zhuang Xuteng believed that promoting the safety blue was just a cover, and the two people had other purposes for this trip. If they were just promoting Safety Blue, it would mean that the gang wanted to expand, which was still considered "normal business scope". But in this situation, the two people were probably here to cause trouble, so we had to know what they were up to. So Zhuang Xuteng continued to follow them and watched the two people turn into the alley.

This was a remote and deserted alley, which could accommodate up to three people abreast, but most of the area was occupied by some old goods and waste, and the environment was filthy. There was a T-shaped intersection in the middle of the alley, and the two people stood there, took out two cigarettes, injected some Safety Blue powder into them with a syringe, and then divided them to smoke.

Zhuang Xuteng judged who they were waiting for. Sure enough, about half an hour later, a PCPD car stopped at the other end of the alley, and two people came out of the car. One of them stood guard at the alley with gum chewing, and his eyes swept over from time to time. The other guy wearing sunglasses walked over with a figure eight step. He carefully jumped over the sewage puddle and took out a cigarette from his pocket to light it for himself.

Three people smoking? Is this a tacit signal? Why did the PCPD appear? Was it involved? Zhuang Xuteng carefully lurked and listened to what they had to say.