"Boss Feng, the price our company offers you is already high enough. It shouldn't be higher than the price our company offers, right? If you sell Feng's noodles to our company, you will make more money than if you opened a store here in your lifetime.
This is a win-win situation, you have to think clearly." Zhang Hongrui said.
Boss Feng had already seen Qian Yan and his family. He stood up from his seat and walked to the door. His serious face softened slightly and he asked as before: "Eating noodles?"
When Qian Yan nodded, he started to carry Gong Yuanren and his wife into the noodle shop together with their wheelchairs.
After the three of them were seated, he added, "Call me when you've ordered."
Qian Yan: "Okay."
Seeing that Boss Feng was going to the kitchen, Zhang Hongrui quickly stood up and stopped him with a smile on his face: "Boss Feng, how about you think about it carefully and I'll come back tomorrow?"
"No matter how many times you come here, the answer is the same, not selling."
Zhang Hongrui felt Boss Feng's seriousness and couldn't help but frown, why was this tall man so stubborn?
If you sell the Feng's Noodles recipe to their company, you can get millions immediately. What a bargain, but he actually refused.
Is it because you dislike Shao Shao?
"Boss Feng is dissatisfied with the lack of money?" Zhang Hongrui felt very unhappy. A country bumpkin was dissatisfied with the lack of money. He could buy a lot of real estate in the city with just a few million. His appetite was too big.
Boss Feng pushed Zhang Hongrui away, walked towards the kitchen with his back straight, and said in a dull voice: "If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it for any amount of money."
Zhang Hongrui looked steadily at the kitchen, the smile on his face disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
If this tall man is just greedy for money, but if he is not greedy for money, then it will not be easy to deal with. When he came here, he inquired about the other person, and found out that he was alone. His adoptive father passed away half a year ago, and he didn't even have a weak point that anyone could exploit.
The boss arranged such a task for him. He originally thought it would be easy. If he failed to complete it, the boss would probably doubt his ability.
Many people may not have heard of Feng's Noodles.
But according to a piece of information obtained by the boss, Feng's noodles have a history. There are sixty-six flavors, and each flavor can make people have endless aftertaste.
I heard that many recipes have been lost, but in this small noodle shop, there are actually more than a dozen flavors.
Of course, this was what the boss told him, and he also said that if he could get the recipe for Feng's noodles, chain stores could be opened all over the country, and he would never have to worry about customer sources. Anyone who has eaten Feng's noodles will definitely remember it.
Live this taste.
Zhang Hongrui had no doubts about this at all. He had been in town for two days and he came here to eat noodles every day, with a different flavor every time. It was exactly as the boss said, and it was unforgettable.
But the people in this small town are poor. Feng's noodles are so delicious, but they are not full of customers. There are almost no people at this time.
Zhang Hongrui left with various thoughts. The boss left the matter to him and told him to get the Feng's Noodles. Not only would he be promoted, but he would also be given shares.
He had to find a way to get the recipe for Feng's noodles.
"Anyone wants to buy Boss Feng's noodle shop?" Qian Yan asked.
Boss Feng looked outside: "I won't sell it."
"I don't think he will give up."
Boss Feng frowned: "Still not selling."
Qian Yan didn't say anything more. She just took a look at Boss Feng's face, and it was true that the hall was darkened, and there was a faint hint of bloodshed.
This chapter has been completed!