The outline of the municipal government's development plan for the new year has finally been officially promulgated after several drafts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As soon as the info was released, it immediately became the focus of social discussion.

The dilapidated factory area, known as the "dead city", will be the focus of development in the next few years, with roads to be rebuilt, social funds to be brought in, and a fresh food distribution base in the southern part of the city will be built, as well as a new food park will be planned here.

After Ye Zixiong read this outline, his face turned pale, "What kind of shit luck did that Mo Fei take, he just moved to the second cotton factory and encountered this kind of good thing!"

Ren Jiaying bowed her head and was silent, and said for a long time: "Zixiong, it's not the first time that the local city government has said development, which time is not a waste, don't worry, this time it is also thunder and rain." ”

"Hmph, what do you know! In the past, we talked about development, but no capital was willing to intervene, but this time it was different, Mrs. Wang and Ge Tianhu had invested a lot of money and started construction immediately. ”

Ren Jiaying hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My classmate Li Ning called just now, saying that the 10 million loan does not have to be repaid for the time being, and the affairs in the company have been suppressed by him." Why don't we sell those houses in the food street and buy a piece of land over there?"

"Do you think I haven't thought about it? I even sent someone to find an agent, and they said that the house was not worth much, and it was difficult to sell. Even if someone buys it, the price will not be high. ”

Ye Zixiong sighed, "Let's put it first...... At the beginning of this year, everything went wrong, our eldest brother's gourmet simple restaurant, the business has declined sharply recently, and the Splendid World store has suffered an unprecedented loss, alas......"

Ren Jiaying said: "What's going on? His light meal business has always been good. ”

According to the eldest brother, he has opened a new light restaurant near 10 stores, and the business is surprisingly good and the prices are cheap, and customers have gone there to eat. ”

"Is it called a Chinese Light Restaurant?" asked Ren Jiaying.

"Like, I don't remember exactly. ”

"Have you forgotten, a few days ago, the great director Zhang Yishan and the female star Fan Hanhan came to Canghai together to cut the ribbon for that store, and the whole city was a sensation! I really don't know who has such a big face and invited all the stars to cheer. ”

"My eldest brother found someone to check, it is said that there are shares of Tianhu Group, I really don't understand that they have deep pockets, and they will look at this kind of low-profit business?"

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Chinese Light Restaurant in Splendid World was still crowded, and the queue was lined up at the door, while the gourmet light meal next to it was closed for work.

Li Shan, the operations director of Fairview World, lined up at the back of the line and was waiting for a position, when someone patted her behind her, and looked back at Wang Kai, the director of investment promotion.

"Why did Mr. Wang come to dinner so late?" Li Shan asked with a smile.

"Don't mention it, I wanted to come early to eat today, but when I got here, I found that there were too many people, so I just went back and finished the work at hand and came again, who knew that there were so many people. Wang Kai complained.

"This shop was personally recruited by Mr. Wang, your vision is really good, and we have also benefited. ”

Wang Kai snorted, pointed his finger at it, and whispered: "How can I have that ability, it was personally recruited by the old lady." The ginger is still old and spicy, so you can't accept it!"

Li Shan nodded again and again, "I heard that the sales of their store broke the record again yesterday, 80,000 yuan in a single day, terrible!"

"Yes, since day one, a record has been set every day, this store is amazing!"

If they wanted to know that He Xuanxuan, who was busy in the back kitchen, was a professional sixth-level chef, would they be even more surprised.

He Xuanxuan never dreamed that Mo Fei would rent her to a fast food restaurant, and comforted her: "Do you know why you lose? Like me, practice every day in a restaurant, repeat a small thing a thousand or ten thousand times, and one day you can win me! Because you still don't understand what is the purpose of our pursuit of excellence in cooking." ”

He Xuanxuan, who said it at the time, was burning in his heart, and he couldn't wait to leave for the light restaurant immediately and start practicing happily.

After only three days, she finally understood that Mo Fei had "sold" her to a light restaurant, and she was still counting the money for him.

And the little things that Mo Fei said were repetitive, which was to mix the noodles, cut the noodles, cut all the dishes, and cook endlessly. It is repeated thousands of times a day.

Gradually, though, she seemed to fall in love with the hard work.

In the capital, she is a proud woman with unlimited prospects, and she is well-known in the culinary world, and the chefs and gourmets she comes into contact with are all perverse people, who frown, pout, and stinky faces when they taste the food, and rarely have a word of praise, as if they were born to find faults.

This fast-food restaurant is different, every customer who comes here to eat, when they are happy, not only praises them, but also runs to the back kitchen to take photos with her.

They praised her from the bottom of their hearts, praised her, encouraged her, came here again and again for her, and called on friends to recommend the food here.

He Xuanxuan's sincere heart was not in the arrogant food critics, but among the ordinary people, their simple words made her feel that what Mo Fei had said was becoming more and more reasonable.

"Chef He, there are not many dishes and flour in the store. Her assistant chef interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh, you quickly inform Niu Decao, hurry up and send another 5 bags of flour, ten baskets of customized vegetables, and a large portion ......of meat and eggs."

Niu Decao had just been idle, and before he finished drinking a glass of water, he received calls from three stores.

Since the opening of the Chinese Light Restaurant, he has been busy as a dog, and he has no leisure from morning to night.

"It's time to hire someone for my company. ”

Commander Niu Decao sighed in his heart. He originally thought that he would not be able to make money for the time being by sending only ten stores, but he didn't expect that after a week, the company would make a profit of more than 5,000 yuan, which was comparable to his previous month's salary.

In the food shop, Mo Fei is in a good mood, the road in front of the door has been repaired, and the number of customers in the store is increasing day by day. According to the data given by Shen Dali, the sales of ten stores were red across the board, and the net profit exceeded one million yuan a week.

He picked up the pen and calculated, then shook his head, "The task of acquiring a food group within a year is quite difficult, and the light restaurant in the capital should also open as soon as possible, otherwise I am afraid that the system task will not be completed." ”

He picked up the phone, "Ge Liang, the site selection must be hurried, and we will strive to open before the end of the month!"

Ge Liang on the other end of the phone repeatedly reassured, "Don't worry, boss, I'm communicating with them, and the store in Fidelity Plaza will be taken down soon." ”

In a café in Fuda Plaza in Beijing, Ge Liang poured a cup of coffee, "I don't have time to talk to you, help me think of a way!"

Zhang Yang scratched his head, "Liang, it's a bit difficult to tell the truth, they just changed the general manager, and I don't know the new person." As he spoke, he looked directly at Wang Xiaopang with his eyes.

"Wang Chong'er, Wang Dagongzi, this matter can only depend on you!" Ge Liang understood and said to Wang Xiaopang.

Wang Xiaopang's chubby hand tapped on the tabletop, making a clicking sound, as if he was calculating something.

After a long time, he raised his head, "Tell Boss Mo that I want to buy shares!"