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Chapter 716 Self-inflicted evil

Of course, maybe it was so smooth some time ago that Ning Weimin got a little carried away.

He couldn't help but spread his hands everywhere, making the stall bigger and bigger, which finally led to the reverse of everything.

Perhaps it was also because this operation of two varieties in the postal market, pulling and smashing them, was too cruel to deceive people, and this boy suffered retribution.

Anyway, after watching Nie Weiping's victory in the live game on November 20, Ning Weimin's work and life gradually became less smooth.

Not only are there obstacles everywhere, but there are also setbacks at everything.

The key is that many of the decisions that were once certain and absolutely correct are increasingly showing side effects.

For example, take the Donghuamen night market established by the government this year.

This night market, which starts from the north entrance of Wangfujing in the east and ends at the north entrance of Nanheyan in the west, is more than 300 meters long and occupies the northern half of Donghuamen Street. It is really extraordinary.

It also has several "firsts in Beijing".

For example, it is the first night market in Beijing to open on the road.

Another example is the largest night market in Beijing.

Another example is that it is the first snack street named "Night Market" in Beijing.

Moreover, it is also the longest-standing night market in Beijing.

In fact, the business here was still booming until it was officially closed in 2016.

And all this is precisely due to its unique geographical location.

Just because it is close to the Forbidden City, Donghuamen Night Market is not used for the other eight night markets run by the government at the same time. In the future, it will gradually disappear due to the increase in holidays, rest days and shopping venues.

It has always maintained its vitality thanks to the ever-increasing number of domestic and foreign tourists.

So there is no doubt that this land is a big cornucopia of golden light and jingling sounds.

As long as you occupy it, you don't really have to sell anything in the future. Just collecting rent will give you cramps.

In the original history, in fact, the first batch of "natives" selling Beijing-style snacks here began to gradually transfer their stalls to outside operators in the 1990s and began to make "smart money".

So much so that in 2000, the Donghuamen Night Market was renovated and upgraded into the "Donghuamen Food Court Night Market". Among all the stall owners, it was hard to find even a local from the capital.

As a result, the locals in the capital stopped coming, the reputation that Donghuamen Night Market had created in the past was no longer there, and the era of selling dog meat over sheep's heads began.

This place quickly turned into a place that mainly focused on tricking tourists, specializing in "a hodgepodge of random sales and bragging from all over the world".

Fried centipedes, fried squid, fried silkworm chrysalises...all the rare things are on the stage one after another.

The sellers are no longer angry, they are selling shoddy goods as good ones, poor hygiene, and the prices are following the trend.

At that time, just three skewers of grilled squid would cost you 40 yuan, fried liver for 15 yuan, fried enema for 10 yuan, braised for 18 yuan, fried tripe for 15 yuan, and other snacks such as fried enema, fried dumplings, etc. were priced at 10 to 10 yuan.

Ranging from twenty yuan.

Let’s put it this way, among the eighty-eight food stalls gathered together, only twenty-four sell local Beijing snacks, and the varieties are very small.

There are only so-called "exploded tripe", "fried liver", "candied haws", "enema" and other types. I'm afraid the taste needs to be put in quotation marks.

Someone vividly ridiculed this place as "foreigners are confused by the foreigners", which is really insightful.

But even so, there is never a shortage of "idiots" coming from all over the world, seven oceans and five continents, stretching their necks and willing to be slaughtered.

After all, the Forbidden City in Beijing is so famous, and the cultural heritage in Beijing is so rich.

As long as it is under the guise of "royal", "palace", and "Beijing flavor", there is no need to bother to say anything, and some people will voluntarily be fooled.

Moreover, as the capital, Beijing has a strong political attribute, and the government implements a subsidy policy for famous national attractions.

Tickets for places like the Forbidden City, Summer Palace, Old Summer Palace, Beihai, and Jingshan are all extremely cheap.

This may have greatly increased tourists' tolerance for some tourism fraud.

It has to be said that it can be regarded as a disguised form of "concession to benefit the people".

In short, because this street will be almost equivalent to a business card for Beijing tourism in the future and a must-visit place for tourists, Ning Weimin will definitely not let it go.

To be honest, when he was planning to travel back in time to this era, he was just like a wolf who was thinking about stealing a sheep, always thinking about this treasure land.

But unfortunately, this is not a market that spontaneously formed and prospered like Xiushui Street.

Before there was any official organization, this was a purely residential area.

He couldn't act in advance and deploy people to occupy seats like he did on Xiushui Street.

This summer, because he was preparing for the book market, he couldn't take care of other things, so he happened to miss the soup.

In this way, he can only make amends afterwards, see if there are any opportunities, and get some stalls through connections.

Thanks also to Director Wei of the Jingshan Subdistrict Office, who used to be colleagues with the director of Donghuamen Subdistrict.

Thanks to his matchmaking, the matter quickly took shape.

They were quite enthusiastic. As the person directly in charge, they gave Ning Weimin maximum convenience and moved and installed five stalls for him. This was mainly due to the fact that most people these days have not seen much of the world.

Cadres are really promoted from the grassroots and kind-hearted people.

As long as it doesn't violate the bottom line of principles, you can eat and drink, give some gifts, and basically ask for help.

I really want to give more and give thousands of people money, but most people really don’t dare to ask for it.

Both street directors are such people.

They have no idea that even though they are as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, the power in their hands can be equivalent to mountains of gold and silver.

Of course, for the same reason, even if Ning Weimin was not greedy enough and thought it was too little, it would not quench his thirst at all, and he would not be able to get more stalls.

After all, he arrived late, and this was the limit of what he could do.

It is impossible to squeeze others away for him, and the quality of the stalls given is not good.

Except for one at the street corner, the others are in the middle, not adjacent to each other, they are all fragmented.

Fortunately, as the weather turns cooler, many people no longer want to work, especially the non-food vendors, who have withdrawn a large number, leaving at least thirty or forty empty.

This gave Ning Weimin a chance to eat and drink.

You know, the monthly rental fee of fifteen yuan per stall is like free money to him. He has swallowed up the entire market.

He happily promised the street director of Donghuamen that no matter who left, he would take all the vacant stalls.

In this way, the director no longer has to worry about finding new merchants, and the director will certainly be happy.

But the key point is that he has a concern. With such old stalls being transferred, he is afraid that Ning Weimin will ruin the night market just by saying that he won't practice fake tricks.

Therefore, he had to come up with specific arrangements, explain clearly what to do with these stalls, and plan the specific business activities before he dared to actually grant the stalls to him.

This is where the trouble lies.

Ning Weimin didn't expect that the chief director was so cautious and cautious, and he was so stubborn that he took this issue more seriously than anything else.

So in order to solve this problem, he went to great lengths.

You know, even though he is the top leader of Tan Palace, he can arrange for people from the kitchen to go to Donghuamen Night Market to sell snacks, and use the sublease fees to collect a handful of Tan Palace's wool.

But if you do this, the people below won’t be happy.

Grassroots workers have the greatest opinions.

Who doesn’t want to commute to get off work at a normal time?

Who doesn’t want to work in a regular kitchen?

What's more, the weather is getting colder now, so it's hard to work outside at night!

Give more money?

I'm not willing to do it if I'm given more money.

As a chef in Tan Palace, are you still trying to earn a few extra small subsidies?

The money saved in monthly lighting costs is enough for everyone to share the profits, not to mention the big scene of the banquet hall, the income is getting higher month by month, and the ceiling is nowhere to be seen.

The lowest-level kitchen worker now earns more than 200 yuan a month.

The treatment is the best in the industry, which is enough to rank the rest of the country's restaurants!

So face...face is the most critical issue!

Nowadays, whoever has passed the recruitment of Tan Palace should not announce it to relatives and friends as a big happy event?

It's not much worse than going to college.

If an acquaintance saw the stall, where would he put his face?

I thought you were bragging.

The middle-level managers of Tan Palace were also quite slanderous, especially Du Yang, the backbone of Beishen Chef’s banquet business.

His opinion is that Tan Palace snacks and folk snacks are two different things.

Tan Gong's own snack bar is in short supply every day, and there is a long queue at the door.

Taking the initiative to hang out with those food stalls is a self-deprecating and thankless effort.

What's more, the business of large-scale banquets has begun to explode, and there is a shortage of manpower.

There is really no need to insist on holding on to this small profit.

Instead, they should abandon Donghuamen Night Market and concentrate on stabilizing their rapidly growing high-end business.

In short, these opinions are the result of Ning Weimin constraining himself and raising employee benefits too high.

We must also admit that some of them do exist objectively and are well-founded and reasonable suggestions.

Ning Weimin is not crazy, nor is he stupid. Naturally, he will not act arbitrarily and force his employees to go into battle to catch up with others.

But the problem is that no matter how good the Tan Palace is, it belongs to others, but Donghuamen Night Market belongs to you.

He was about to bite this big piece of meat, but he couldn't bear to let go.

then what should we do?

In the end, there was nothing he could do. Ning Weimin thought about it and decided to do something stupid that seemed like he would suffer a lot.

He asked Qiao Wanlin to organize the catering industry to participate in convenience activities, and then sent Nancheng's special snacks to occupy a spot.

I owed a huge favor, and I was too embarrassed to even accept rent from them.

The most speechless thing is that this matter is still retribution in this world.

Qiao Wanlin really thought highly of Ning Weimin. After helping him, he spoke to him generously and expressed the hope that he would also help the district and do himself a favor to facilitate the settlement of Pierre Cardin in Tianqiao Mall.

This is simply the original English title of the movie "Mission: Impossible", mission impossible - an impossible mission.

Ning Weimin was dumbfounded.

I feel sincerely, no zuo no die!

I seem to be... a bit of a bitch indeed!


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