Chapter Eighty-Six: The Revolving Restaurant

The so-called trade fairs are actually large bazaars.

It's like a fair, full of stalls, all of which are local products, vegetables, grains, medicinal herbs, and even some handicrafts.

It's just that the turnover here is much larger than that of the bazaar.

In the bazaar, if you buy anything, you buy one or a catty.

But here, if you like someone's product, it is very likely that it will be tens of millions or even tens of millions of orders.

After all, no one would come all the way here to sell a few things.

Lu Fan and the three of them stayed in front of the stall just to be able to sell the products that Izumo Village planned to grow.

It's a pity that this time they were in a hurry, and they only had three products, namely the atractylodes tomatoes and green peppers grown by Lu Fan, compared with the twenty or thirty varieties on other stalls, it was indeed a little unsightly.

That's why the guy at the stall next door to them hit them with the idea in the first place.

There are too many stalls at such a large trade fair, and the vast majority of people are in a hurry, they usually only take a look at the stalls, and skip them directly if the first impression is not good.

If you look carefully in front of every stall, how long will it take to see so many stalls in the whole trade fair?

The bad-looking Izumo Village stalls were almost unattended in the morning, while the dry goods stalls in Zangjiazhuang next door attracted a lot of people.

Zang Lisheng brought private goods when he pulled people, and several times the people he brought in went to see the stalls in Izumo Village and then went to see the stalls in Zangjiazhuang, but as a result, a business in Izumo Village was not negotiated, but Zangjiazhuang had a small harvest.

"It's too much!" Lu Ling, who had been busy all the time, was very unhappy.

"Okay, it's good that he can bring people to take a look, and he really counts on them?" Liu Yun didn't take it too seriously.

"Don't worry, the trade fair is still a few days away, and we only need to grab one or two big customers. Lu Fan smiled and comforted his sister.

In fact, they only need two customers, one to buy medicinal herbs and one to buy vegetables, and that's enough.

How much more production can be produced in a village? There is no need for many customers at all.

It's just two customers, and it's not easy to solve it in this kind of place?

Lu Fan kept looking at the pedestrians with his eyes, and the customer was among these people anyway, so it was up to him to find out.

The day passed quickly, but the harvest in Izumo Village was almost zero.

Zang Lisheng completed the task of pulling ten customers to the Izumo Village stall, but none of the ten people negotiated a business with Izumo Village, but four of them signed contracts with Zang Jiazhuang.

Lu Fan didn't bother to pay attention to them, he took his sister-in-law and sister back to the hotel together.

Outside the venue, they and Mi Guiren converged, looking at the old boy's expression, it seemed that the harvest was okay.

"Village Chief Liu, little sister, how are you doing today?" he asked triumphantly.

"Not very good. Lu Ling stretched out his voice, very unhappy.

"It's okay, on the first day, it's normal to have no business, so I'll be the east tonight, and I'll invite you to a big meal in Ningcheng, okay?" Mi Guiren took the initiative to invite.

After all, Lu Fan was in charge of the accommodation, so of course he had to invite a few meals.

At noon, everyone didn't have the heart to eat good food, and in the evening this meal had to be serious.

"Then what's so embarrassing?" Liu Yun shook her head, she didn't want to owe the Mi family too much favor.

But Lu Ling's eyes showed a look of longing.

Lu Fan keenly captured the desire in his sister's eyes, and he also wanted to take his sister to see the world.

"Okay, old rice, then I'll trouble you to arrange it!"

He is not afraid of owing Mi Guiren a favor, anyway, as long as he takes this old boy to the first floor of the Black Boxing Stadium to watch a black boxing game, he can be willing to invite ten meals.

"Let's go, leave it all to me!" Mi Guiren waved his hand, and then got into the car.

As the CEO of a listed company, he naturally can't be shabby when he treats guests.

So Mi Guiren directly chose Ningcheng Hotel.

The name may sound a little old-fashioned, but this hotel is really not old-fashioned.

When this hotel was built, it was the tallest building in China and the first five-star hotel in Beisu Province.

This qualification alone is enough to kill most five-star hotels in seconds.

In fact, Mi Guiren Ningcheng never thought of staying in the Ningcheng Hotel, not him**, the price of the Ningcheng Hotel is much worse than the Marriott Hotel.

The point is that this hotel was built in the eighties of the last century, and the room standards and everything have been set.

Although there have been a lot of renovations and decorations over the years, the rooms are still like that, and the pattern has been formed.

Therefore, staying in Mi Guiren will definitely not choose Ningcheng Hotel.

But when it comes to eating, this is the first thing that comes to his mind.

After all, there is the first revolving restaurant in China, and being able to eat here can be said to be a status symbol.

Xuan Palace is located on the thirty-sixth floor of the Ningcheng Hotel, sitting in the high-speed elevator, Mi Guiren is still boasting:

"Let me tell you, Xuan Palace really doesn't just want anyone to eat, you have to make an appointment eight hours in advance, and if you make a reservation, you have to have a minimum of six people to book. ”

"Then this meal is very expensive, right?" Lu Ling was a little confused by what he said.

"Of course, you're expensive. Mi Guiren laughed, "Only fixed meals are available here, 1200 people." ”

"Huh?" Lu Ling almost didn't scream.

One thousand two was enough for her and her sister-in-law for a year's meal in the first two years, but it was only one meal for one person here.

Fortunately, the elevator had reached the thirty-sixth floor, so she was able to ease her emotions by stepping out of the elevator.

"The high-speed elevator is fast, from the first floor to the thirty-sixth floor in half a minute, which is really cool. Mi Guiren said with a smile again.

"Okay, old rice, what are you blowing?" Lu Fan was a little annoyed, "It's not enough for a pound of Kobe beef, so I'm embarrassed to say?"

Mi Guiren was immediately speechless, no matter how hard he blew, it was only one thousand and twenty-one.

With his net worth, there is really no need to brag about it like this.

After the renovation of the Xuan Palace, it is no longer a hall that can accommodate ** thousand people to eat at the same time, and it has now been changed into private rooms.

Of course, rotation is still a must, and eating in a private room allows you to watch the scenery of Ningcheng from different angles.

Even if it is no longer the first height of Ningcheng, even if it is no longer possible to view the entire Ningcheng, it is still a good scenery. Lu Ling ate for the first time in a moving room, and when she felt that the private room was actually turning, she couldn't help but scream.