The other employees of Zhijie No. 12 store had already left work, but Xu Wencai was still in the office, looking at Su Haoran's store opposite through the glass of the window, and a faint melancholy floated in his heart.

Today's turnover is more than 31,000 yuan, and there are an average of 4 rounds of customers per table, which is almost the limit for a hot pot restaurant with less than 30 tables.

It should have been a proud achievement, but Xu Wencai was not happy at all at this moment.

Don't look at the turnover is a lot, but except for discount coupons, free drinks, etc., the profit is pitiful. That's how catering works, at the beginning, in order to gather popularity, there was not much money to be made at all.

Fortunately, this competition is about turnover, not profit.

Su Haoran's hot pot restaurant opposite is almost 30 tables, it stands to reason that no matter how good his business is, the two will be on par at most, and the gap will not be too big.

But it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and his side had been closed for more than an hour, but Su Haoran's side was still full of guests.

This made Xu Wencai feel extremely congested.

In the middle of the night, why are so many people still eating hot pot?

If you want to have a late-night snack, why don't you go to barbecue, don't go to barbecue, don't go to food stalls, and have to come to eat some hot pot?

Even if you want to eat hot pot, there are so many hot pot restaurants in Xilin City, why do you have to squeeze into Su Haoran's shop?

Does he have an elixir in his hot pot?

Xu Wencai really doesn't understand.

He has more than 10 years of experience in food and beverage management, and this time he almost did his best. If you have to lose to Su Haoran, a layman, it can only be said that it is the arrangement of fate.

At this time, his phone rang suddenly, and when he saw that it was the manager of the catering department, Xu Wencai felt a chill in his vest.

"Manager Hu," Xu Wencai answered the phone and said cautiously, "You haven't slept so late?"

"Can you sleep?" A slightly angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "I heard that Su Haoran is still open over there?"

"Yes, I'm still in the store, watching. ”

"That's your fault, why don't you schedule a late-night shift?"

Xu Wencai's heart plummeted a lot, can you blame me, who would have thought that there would be so many people eating hot pot in the middle of the night?

"Hurry up and arrange it for me tomorrow, we have to stay open all night," Manager Hu said, "Also, the publicity you got is not good, there is no style at all." ”

Xu Wencai: ...... Didn't you agree to it at the beginning? If you deny me, you are denying yourself!

But he could only say this in his heart, confronting Manager Hu in person, unless he wanted to leave immediately.

"I contacted a new media company to help us re-package and promote, and I will come back to the store at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and you will be responsible for the reception, and you can cooperate with any requirements. ”

"I got to know Manager Hu. ”

Xu Wencai hung up the phone, and he was very emotional, new media companies are here, and this time the boss's hand is not small.

Does he really want to win over his son?

In this way, even if you win, you are still bullying the small with the big, so what's the point?

But these things are not something he can manage, and the only thing he has to do well is the work in hand.

Su Haoran didn't send off the last batch of guests until four o'clock in the morning, and Xu Wencai finally fell asleep in the office.

When I woke up the next day, the accountant who was in charge of accounting for the two hot pot restaurants had already made yesterday's statements.

"37,000?"

Seeing Su Haoran's turnover, Xu Wen knew that he lost on the first day, and the turnover was 6,000 yuan worse, and the profit was even worse.

It's just the first day, and the rest of the days are still long, he comforted himself.

The people of the new media company moved quickly, and before noon, various propaganda offensives were launched.

In the WeChat of the citizens of Xilin City, all kinds of friends about Zhijie No. 12 store were frantically forwarded, and various food public accounts and Weibo big V accounts were also spared no effort to promote.

A food anchor who is very popular in Xilin City also came to the store early, set up his mobile phone and started the live broadcast on the table full of exquisite dishes.

In just a few hours, the popularity of Zhijie No. 12 store has reached an unprecedented height, and it is estimated that few people will be able to surpass it in the future.

With this ferocious propaganda offensive, it was only six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost full.

And there is a beautiful food and broadcast beauty, and many young people come here.

When Xu Youcai saw this scene, his mood suddenly relaxed, and he felt that there was hope for him to overpower the other side today.

Or the current marketing methods are powerful.

Of course, the money is also well spent.

"Hey, there's a new hot pot restaurant here, go check it out. ”

At this time, a large group of people came over, looking like a certain company had come out for dinner, and when they walked into the store and looked, they saw a beautiful anchor sitting there eating alone.

"There's also a beautiful woman on the live broadcast, boss, do you want to eat here?"

"You know that looking at beautiful women, beautiful women can make you take a bite?" the leading fat man shook his head, "And now these chain stores look good, but they don't smell hot pot, and they don't taste good." ”

"So where are we going?"

The fat man pointed to the opposite side and said, "If you eat hot pot, you have to go to that kind of old shop to be authentic." ”

"Boss, the environment doesn't look good over there. ”

"Eating hot pot should be eating Western food," the fat man glanced at this subordinate with disdain, "Eating hot pot has to be crowded together to have an atmosphere, go, go." ”

Xu Wencai watched a group of more than a dozen people go around his store, and when he walked into Su Haoran's store, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

Big brother, are you here to play me?

Why is there such a big beautiful anchor here, and you still have to run to the kind of broken store opposite?

Could it be that such a big beautiful anchor is not as good as the taste of an old hot pot? Can anyone tell me about this truth?

And he was a little desperate to find that Su Haoran's business today was no worse than him, there were always guests coming in and out, and they were always full.

He waited anxiously until the early hours of the morning, and the guests on Zhijie's side gradually decreased, after all, it was winter now, and there was no World Cup to watch, and there were not many people who liked to eat hot pot late at night.

But on Su Haoran's side, there are still so many people, and they are still full of people......

It's obviously an old store, the environment is not very good, the discounts are not much, the taste is not very outstanding, and the management is obviously a mess, and the door is still two people who talk about cross talk, but there are many people who go to eat.

Xu Wencai's head was about to burst, and he couldn't think of why, is Su Haoran an immortal?

After staying up all night again, Xu Wencai felt that his soul was about to go out of his body. The last count of the turnover was 35,000 yuan, several thousand yuan more than yesterday.

But he knew that he had lost to Su Haoran again today, and there were still more than a dozen people at the table until four o'clock in the morning.

Xu Wencai really wanted to go over and ask those people, are you here to eat hot pot or breakfast?

If you want to have breakfast, please go and eat the dog, don't come to the hot pot restaurant to make trouble!

After getting the accounting statements, Xu Wen saw that Su Haoran's turnover yesterday was 40,000 yuan, several thousand more than his side.

For the next week or so, this was the case almost every day.

The new media company's propaganda offensive is indeed powerful, and the effect is also very good, and the turnover of Zhijie's No. 12 store has been high.

But the problem is that no matter how hard they try, the anchors have changed several times, and they almost didn't invite anyone to pole dance, but Su Haoran's business is stronger than him.

For this reason, Xu Youcai was about to go crazy, he felt that God was too unfair to him.

He felt, really, desperately.

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I beg for a recommendation vote, thank you.