"Oh? Let's hear it. What's your reasoning?"
That question stumped Wang Xiaoliang again.
My reasoning? My reasoning is that the Book of Fate says partnerships require 'planning wisely and looking ahead,' 'making full use of everyone's talents,' and 'setting aside selfish interests.' They don't meet a single one of those requirements. It would be a miracle if this business worked out.
But how am I supposed to tell Brother Qiang that?
He had to turn the theories in the Book of Fate into convincing, real-world logic.
Wang Xiaoliang thought quickly, reorganizing the points he had just sifted through in his head. He came up with the perfect reference-their own supermarket.
"Brother Qiang, I think it's just like our partnership running the supermarket."
"Before we opened the supermarket, Brother Huang already had a thorough plan, right? What each of us would handle, how much money we would put in, how much risk we would bear, and how much profit we would get-we worked all of that out clearly before we did anything."
"After we secured the operating rights, we kept doing things the same way. Everyone had clearly defined responsibilities. Nobody overstepped, and nobody slacked off."
"Running a supermarket and running a restaurant are different, but the principles are the same. Fang Dongxu's place is a partnership too."
At that point, Wang Xiaoliang picked up the glass of water in front of him and took a sip, moistening his somewhat dry throat.
"Look at what a mess they were in today. They had absolutely no idea opening day could be this busy, and they had no contingency plans whatsoever. They were relying entirely on Fang Dongxu to hold everything together, inside and out."
"No planning, no foresight. That's the first point."
"Then there's the division of labor. Fang Dongxu was running