By the time Wang Xiaoliang and Luo Bisheng arrived at the shop, a batch of computer equipment had already been delivered, and several technicians were unpacking and assembling it.
There was actually nothing left for Boss Wang to do that day.
But he had come anyway.
No one had notified him or called him. He had still come on his own.
Wang Xiaoliang sat down on the set of sofas in the corner of the lobby and beckoned to him.
"Wang, come sit down."
Wang Deming paused, then walked over. Luo Bisheng sat down too, and the three of them gathered around the coffee table.
"Wang, have you ever run an esports hotel before?" Wang Xiaoliang got straight to the point. He noticed that the inflamed patch around Wang Deming's mouth had completely healed.
Wang Deming shook his head. "No. But I've run a guesthouse and an internet café."
He spoke at an unhurried pace, his thoughts clearly organized. "My thinking back then was simple. Isn't an esports hotel just those two businesses combined? Put more into the renovations, keep the place cleaner, get top-of-the-line hardware, find a better location-how could it not make money? Besides, I knew how to make it profitable."
"But weren't you a little hasty when you started this place?"
"I transferred my old hotel business and had some money on hand. Not much. This place happened to become vacant. It was big and in a good location, so I came to talk to the landlord." Wang Deming didn't mind his bluntness. "I had pretty high standards for every aspect of it. You two know the business too. You know transferring an old guesthouse won't bring in much money. The capital I had definitely wasn't enough."
"Then how did you dare take it on?" Luo Bisheng