"Now listen. All I have to do is round up a few of my colleagues and make my way through Chinatown again. The goal is to get fifty of them under the umbrella." I have been looking for not just a job, but a direction as well - I was explaining to my friend Junior a plausible course of action - "Look, if we can get fifty or so of those restaurants in Chinatown under our umbrella...I mean really under our umbrella! The potential to stack money to the ceiling starts to look like a reality." Junior has heard the spiel before, but not this intensified.
"So what is it that you think will happen when you get fifty restaurants under your umbrella. What good is that going to do us?" Junior is a fan of the blog, so I reiterate my history and connections in Chinatown so he understands I am proven and am eager to prove again - "What I would do is real simple for someone like me. I would get a few of my buddies and we would go through some restaurants and explain the pluses of selling their food online and how we can get them to platforms. We would also look to cross sell your product as well, you know, as a tag along to the restaurants." Junior sells beef jerky, and he is starting to sell a lot of it. His Asian clientele is limited and I would like to help him expand it. The key will be introducing it to them. I am confident in my abilities to do such.
"So what is the next step? How do you plan on getting fifty restaurants under your umbrella when you don't even have a job?" I have been thinking about who my best buddy is since Joel split town and since Junior & Brenda come to town so frequently, I feel he is deserving of the title. I tell him such and he says - "Okay, fat boy. How much do you need? I know you said you wanted to get a lawyer involved. Who are you going to get to go with you when you start rolling through Chinatown?" I tell him I am trying to raise two grand and the money will go straight to legal work and a new suit. I also add - "Kam & Mike are on stand by. If things are done correctly we will have fifty of them in a few months. What would a healthy slice of fifty restaurants in Chinatown bring on a reoccurring basis?" I wait a second for his answer and then I decide to answer my own question - "A lot boy...a whole lot!"
He tells me he will talk with Brenda about the money and get back with me soon. The talk turns to football - "Your team is horrible. It looks like they have thrown in the towel already. Are you embarrassed by their play." Junior is a Steeler's fan and is counting the days until they play New England - I add - "Geez, thanks for reminding me how bad they are playing. They looked like a legitimate parade team at the first part of the season and now they look like they are playing for the lottery pick in next years draft. It is not making me and the rest of the Chief Nation happy." Junior teases me about how Kansas City will never see a parade and he is looking forward to attending the parade in Pittsburgh - "Don't get too excited," I tell him - "You still have to get past Belicheater."
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