The craziest son-in-law of a female president

That's the challenge.

After working in Lin's for so long, what Yunkun has been in contact with the most is the public relations industry, dealing with people and helping them pave the way, which also includes the sales of various products.

The public relations industry is a broad category. The manufacturing of products is public relations, the sales of products are public relations, and the after-sales of products are also public relations. This kind of thing is a sublimation of intermediaries.

It's just that the business has reached a certain level, who would link public relations and intermediaries together.

There are many things in public relations, but there are no intermediaries.

In Pingcheng, there are a lot of small intermediary companies, but there is no public relations company, because this place does not need a public relations company at all.

And Yun Kun thought of such an idea.

"Do you want to do PR?"

"Well, I think it's doable."

"Mr. Yun, it's not me pouring cold water on you. In this place, where can we do public relations? There are no famous brand companies, big stars and group companies. Who will do the public relations?"

"To the common people."

Damn, it's so gimmicky again, what do common people want a PR company to do.

"Li Cheng, because we don't have any, we are profitable and growing fast. If you are in a saturated industry, you must not be able to compete with others. In this world, the public relations industry earns money from local rich people. They ignore the common people. , and the biggest market is in the private sector.”

"I don't understand, please be more specific."

"For example, if ordinary people have relative disputes or property disputes, we can help resolve them."

Isn't this a matter for the government to solve, and report it to the court.

"Oh, there are many things that people can't find a way out of. If you let the upper class solve it, won't it be exposed? Let people know that your family has an unfilial son, and your family has suffered a lot of blood for some property. Spread the word The family tradition is not right, how ugly, the public relations industry has its own rules, and the secrecy is very strict, and things are not passed on to outsiders, most people still like it, and our fees also have certain standards."

It is said to be profitable, but there are also many troubles involved. If you do not adjust well for others, they will come to make trouble later, and troubles will continue to flow.

"As long as you can act with conscience, the key is after-sales service. Let's go. We've been busy all day. Let's go back to study this matter at night. Let's go to dinner first. I'll treat you to a drink and a lobster."

"Mr. Yun, have you forgotten? Didn't you make an appointment with that birdman last night, and you went to that nightclub at night? You want to fight."

Having said that, Li Cheng twitched his mouth.

"I'm also a bitch. How to say this kind of thing, it's better if you forget."

Yun Kun put his arm around his shoulders, let's go!

Bird Master's people arrived early, cleared the venue first, at five o'clock, all the guests of this nightclub were blown away, there were more than 30 people standing inside, and a few bosses sat around, hugged the wife, and moved their feet.

The manager whispered: "Boss, they are going to fight here again, should we call the police?"

"Call the police and we're finished. These guys are not vegetarians. I don't want to cause trouble for myself. Why am I so unlucky? What's wrong with me? I have to open a nightclub. When these plague gods come, how much will I lose? Business, those tables . . . well, I hope that young man doesn't come."

"How about I go and watch at the door? If he comes, I'll let him go."

"Okay! Then you go."

The manager was stopped by two men at the door.

"Where are you going, girl?"

"I'm going to the toilet."

"Is there no toilet here? How about I go with you?"

"..."

With a creak, the door opened, it wasn't Yun Kun, the bosses were excited for nothing, they just came to deliver wine.

Seeing a group of people here, like a gang fight, the wine delivery staff lowered their heads and sent the things to the warehouse.

Some people are getting impatient.

"Old bird, that kid must not dare to come."

"I said yes. There are so many of us. If he comes, he will have to cut off his limbs."

The old bird didn't think so.

"Looking at his posture yesterday, he has an unusual background. With such agility, he must be a gangster. He is probably pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Let's not take it lightly today."

"Yo, are you still cowardly? This is not like you. Could it be that like in the movie, a freak with supernatural powers came and taught us a lesson? Hahaha."

"Hey! Over there, Boss Zhu, your store is going to be redecorated tonight."

The nightclub owner nodded with a smile, not daring to say anything.

A subordinate ran in at the door: "Master Jin, that kid is here."

Jin Ye, it is this bald golden tooth.

"Very good, how many people did you bring?"

"Just one, a gentle-looking, middle-aged man."

"You are so brave! Tell them to come in!"

The door opened, Yun Kun and Li Cheng stood there, and Yun Kun waved at these people.

"So many people are helping me? Are you all loan sharks?"

While talking, Yun Kun walked to the bar and rang the table.

"Handsome, give me a cocktail, I'm thirsty."

The bartender lowered his voice: "Sir, you go to the toilet quickly, no one is watching behind you, you run through the back door."

"Hey!"

The subordinates came over and pulled the bartender by the collar.

"What the hell are you talking about? Sneaky, want to die?"

Yun Kun slapped him in the face, the slap was so loud that it was heavier than a fist, and he slapped him on the ground, with the sound of bones and bricks colliding.

"Hehe, thank you, I don't need it yet." Yun Kun said with a smile.

In less than half a second, the strength and speed of his strike just now can catch up with Wing Chun's Inch Fist.

The four bosses sitting together blinked their eyes, what the hell is this?

"Master Jin, the old bird is not lying, this kid has indeed practiced."

"Well, but since we're here, it's not so easy to go out. This is Pingcheng, and it's our world."

"You can only talk about it here, it's not good to let Master Sparrow know."

"Canary is doing big business, how can it fall in love with us, it's impossible to win."

Yun Kun gulped down his stomach, feeling refreshed.

When he turned around, he was already surrounded by more than a dozen people. These people were all holding steel rods in their hands, weighing them in their hands, eager to try.

"Fantastic, so many sticks, so thick, don't you mean fighting? You guys come out to mess around, don't talk about the morals of the world, you should come one by one, why are you still doing it together, isn't it too much?"

"Excessive? I should hit you! I hit you sadly! Brothers! Move him!"

The one who rushed over first was caught by Yun Kun when he pulled out the stick, and was held back by Yun Kun, whose neck was locked by Yun Kun.

"I know! This is Eagle Claw Hand!"

"Fart's Eagle Claw! Let's go!"

Yun Kun looked at Li Cheng next to him.

"Brother Li, find a place to sit down and have a drink. I'll be here in a minute."