Chapter 519 The rich sister I met at the dinner table
The lobby manager left in despair.
The proprietress immediately said to the waiter beside her: "Go quickly and bring a bowl of fresh Laohuo soup."
"Yes!" The waiter turned around and went to the kitchen to serve soup, specially for Fang Xiaoyu.
After a while, people also changed Fang Xiaoyu's rice bowl.
"Mr. Fang, I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble today. To express my apology, I decided to give you a free order."
Mr. Hu smiled and said to Fang Xiaoyu.
Steven Cheng felt secretly happy when he heard that the meal was free. He thought that this meal would cost several thousand at least. Although his family is rich, in fact, he has not been out of society for a long time. Basically, every month
It’s not enough, and sometimes parents have to ask for more.
If the proprietress of the villa was willing to pay for this meal for him, she would be able to save thousands, and it would be considered a free money.
Just when he was secretly proud, he saw Fang Xiaoyu wave his hand.
"Forget it, Mr. Hu! I accept your wish. I am not the one making the arrangements today. If you waive the order, someone will be unhappy." Fang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.
"That's it! Then let me offer you a glass of wine. Can you please leave me your contact information? Last time I was lucky enough to repay you for the top-notch cold fungus you made. It was so delicious that I will never forget it. I wonder if Mr. Fang is interested in coming to us.
I am willing to hire you with a high salary to work in the villa. A monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. What do you think?"
The landlady asked the waiter to bring a bottle of red wine and poured a small glass of wine.
Dongyun Villa is a first-class hotel in Jindu City. It is said that the proprietress of the Villa has a strong background and has met many dignitaries in the officialdom. Most bosses would give her some thumbs up.
But such a powerful woman did not take Shi Di Wencheng and other wealthy young men seriously, but instead worshiped Fang Xiaoyu as an idol.
The four rich young men present here were all puzzled.
"Thank you, Mr. Hu. Actually, I am not a professional chef. If you really invited me here, you would regret it. I don't know how to cook other dishes, but I can make a cold fungus."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Besides, I have opened a food factory by myself now, and I don't have time to prepare vegetables. If Mr. Hu still misses my cold fungus, I can give you two bottles of canned food. I have already put these
The fungus was grown and canned, and it was basically the same as what I prepared myself."
With that said, Fang Xiaoyu took out two bottles of premium cold fungus from his bag and handed them to the proprietress of the restaurant.
"Okay! Mr. Fang, you have put this thing into mass production so quickly. No wonder you refused to come over even if I offered you a high price. It turns out you started your own business!"
As Mr. Hu spoke, he opened the can, picked up a little bit with chopsticks, and quickly nodded with satisfaction: "Yeah! Not bad. Although it's not as delicious as the last time I had it at the competition.
Some. But it’s so delicious. If you look at the entire Chinese food market, you can’t find cans that can compete with it. By the way, how much do you sell these cans for a bottle? I’d like to order some from you.”
Seeing Mr. Hu's honest look, Fang Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to sell a small batch order at all, but Mr. Hu would definitely not be happy with a large batch.
After all, restaurants are not like supermarkets, which can sell in large quantities.
"It's not expensive. If you want it, Mr. Hu, I can sell it for 10 yuan a bottle. It's just that we generally don't sell in bulk. Basically, we won't order less than a thousand bottles."
Fang Xiaoyu changed the topic and smiled: "Of course, if you want it, Mr. Hu, I can consider making an exception. This is my business card. If you buy it, I can give you the green light, but it's better not to buy it less than 500 bottles."
.Otherwise, I would also be in a dilemma. According to our rules, we won’t sell it if it’s less than a thousand bottles. Unless the price is high.”
While talking, Fang Xiaoyu had already taken out his business card and handed it to Mr. Hu.
Mr. Hu took the business card, smiled slightly and said: "It depends on what you said, I, Hu Yimei, never do small business. If it is only five hundred bottles, there is no need for me to come to you. I will talk to you."
, naturally we are talking about large orders."
"To tell you the truth, I have opened five four-star hotels, ten three-star hotels, and six bars in Central South Province! There are six large hotels similar to Dongyun Villa. Your cold fungus
, you can promote it vigorously in my hotels, restaurants and bars. Let’s do this! I will place an order for 100,000 bottles for you first. After a while, I will ask the finance department to write a check for you and pay a deposit of 50,000 in advance. "
With that said, Hu Yimei took out a box of thin gold-plated business card holders from her bag, reached out and took out a business card and handed it to Fang Xiaoyu, smiling: "Keep in touch. If I have the opportunity, I will go to Long County to visit your food factory.
"Okay, you eat slowly. By the way, I will send two bottles of red wine to you later. It's mine." After saying that, Hu Yimei gave Fang Xiaoyu a charming smile, turned around and walked elegantly.
The steps left.
Fang Xiaoyu took the business card, looked at it for a while, and then put it into his bag.
A few minutes later, the cashier from Dongyun Villa came. She sent Fang Xiaoyu a check for 50,000 yuan, which she said was a deposit for 100,000 bottles of cold fungus.
"I paid the deposit so soon. Mr. Hu must be too impatient!" Fang Xiaoyu replied in disbelief.
"Sir, congratulations! Our boss has always been so generous. It is a great honor to be able to cooperate with her. Someone will contact you by then to discuss the delivery and subsequent payment in detail."
After a few pleasantries, the two said goodbye.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu just having a meal, he accepted the order for 100,000 bottles. In total, it was a business of 1 million!
Those young men who looked down on Fang Xiaoyu before began to look down upon him.
Of course, even though they took a high look, in their eyes, Fang Xiaoyu was still a country bumpkin, at best, a nouveau riche.
However, the three young master's girlfriends looked at Fang Xiaoyu with different eyes.
One of the young master's girlfriends praised Fang Xiaoyu unabashedly.
"Wow! This handsome guy is so awesome! We negotiated a million-dollar order during a meal."
"It's okay! It's just luck." Fang Xiaoyu smiled calmly.
"Handsome guy, you should be able to earn tens of millions a year!"
"I think there are thirty million."
"At least fifty million."
The girlfriends of the three young men were discussing.
The three young masters felt very unhappy after hearing this, but they couldn't express themselves clearly.
Steven Cheng's face turned purple. He wanted to mock Fang Xiaoyu for being poor, but this guy not only drove a four-million-dollar Ferrari, but also signed orders worth one million yuan just for a meal.
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This guy is a fucking tycoon, how can he be a poor guy!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and decided to attack this kid in other ways.
An idea flashed in his mind, and he smiled at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "Brothers, it's fate to get together! Let's have fun together for a while!" (To be continued)