As soon as He Haibo and Po Jun entered Wei Xian Restaurant, they saw many customers eating their four dishes and one soup.
"Haha, I guessed it right. Jiang Xiaofan is selling our four dishes and one soup."
He Haibo strode to one of the tables and said to the customers who were eating: "Brother, what you are eating is the food of our Guiyuan Villa. Jiang Xiaofan just bought it from our restaurant. Now we have a 10% discount, you don't have to go there
If you pay a high price to eat here, you can come to our store.”
The man eating the meal smiled disdainfully and said, "I eat here for free, why do I have to spend money to go to your store?"
"for free?"
He Haibo and Po Jun were both confused. Could it be that Jiang Xiaofan paid them money to eat and drink for free?
At this time, Jiang Xiaofan also saw them, walked up and said with a smile: "Manager He, Po Jun, do you want to come to take some medicinal food? Sorry, there is no more for today. You can budget for tomorrow."
At this time, someone next to me joked: "That's right, if you book tomorrow's medicinal meal, you can get four dishes and one soup for free."
He Haibo looked at the man and said blankly: "You have ordered a medicinal meal and got four dishes and one soup for free."
"Yes, otherwise who would eat this dish?"
"Yeah, this tastes far different from Chef Xia's."
"Oh, the queue time is just too long, so I'll just make do with it to cushion my stomach."
"Tomorrow's medicinal meal is the highlight..."
"..."
Upon hearing He Haibo's question, the diners started talking in a variety of ways.
He Haibo's face turned the color of pig liver, and he felt deeply humiliated. The dishes at their Guiyuan Villa turned out to be a gift for the medicinal meal they ordered?
This was undoubtedly a slap in the face to him in public.
Po Jun's face also darkened. How had any of the top five members of the Golden Dragon Gang ever suffered such humiliation?
He was just about to get angry when Zhong Yue walked over at a snail's pace and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiang is opening today. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will slap my Zhong family in the face."
Hearing Zhong Yue's threats, Po Jun clenched his fists in anger. He was no match for Zhong Yue now, and he would only be humiliating himself if he took action rashly.
He Haibo rolled his triangle eyes and whispered: "Lord Pojun, there is no need to fight with them. If we don't do the business of Shiweixian Restaurant, Jiang Xiaofan won't be able to give it away?"
Po Jun was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
He Haibo chuckled sinisterly: "If my guess is correct, there are no medicinal ingredients in Shiweixian Restaurant now. Jiang Xiaofan only bought the dishes from our Guiyuan Villa in order to stabilize these customers. This move will eliminate the need for all these customers.
If they leave, then they will have complaints in their hearts, and we will take the opportunity to make a choice and ruin the reputation of the restaurant."
"Okay." Po Jun's facial expression changed.
After getting Po Jun's approval, He Haibo straightened his chest and said: "Jiang Xiaofan, I solemnly tell you now that I will no longer do your business. Except for the four dishes and one soup I served, I will refund you the rest."
Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I choose not to retreat."
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's frustration, He Haibo couldn't help feeling relieved: "Whether we retreat or not doesn't count for you. I'm the manager and I have the final say."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said disdainfully: "Tangtang Guiyuan Villa is actually cheating, opening the business and not selling to customers. It seems that it has reached its peak in the catering industry."
In fact, he is not worried about He Haibo's breach of contract. If He Haibo is mute and eats Coptis chinensis, he can keep delivering four dishes and one soup to customers. If He Haibo goes back on his word like this, it will leave a negative impression on customers.
Sure enough, as Jiang Xiaofan finished speaking, the customers in the Shiweixian Restaurant became noisy.
"Guiyuan Villa can't afford it. Why don't you sell it after spending money?"
"This is a jealous business, deliberately targeting Jiang Xiaofan..."
"They don't have a chef anymore. Can you not be impatient?"
"..."
The diners in the restaurant were making fun of Guiyuan Villa in every word they said to each other.
These people could get four dishes and one soup for free, so they naturally chose to speak on Jiang Xiaofan's side.
He Haibo and Po Jun turned blue with anger. They came here with the intention of making the food smell bad, but they didn't expect to be ridiculed by the diners.
"You can't open your business with colored glasses. I think Guiyuan Villa should be more open-minded." Suddenly a man's voice came from outside.
He Haibo was about to curse after hearing this, when he saw a man with a Mediterranean head walk in. He was wearing a gray lapel linen short-sleeved shirt, with a faint look of majesty from a superior on his face.
"Director Pan?" He Haibo saw the face of the person in front of him clearly and swallowed the dirty words in his stomach.
Jiang Xiaofan recognized the person at a glance. It was Director Pan Binpan, the leader of the Jinyang City Culture and Tourism Bureau.
The day before yesterday at the gourmet cooking competition, the scene of the other party awarding me the award was still vivid in my mind.
But he was a little confused, why did Director Pan come to the restaurant?
And from what the other party said just now, it seems that he is favoring himself?
"Why, you're not welcome to me?" Pan Bin asked with a warm smile when he saw Jiang Xiaofan in a daze.
"No, no, warmly welcome Director Pan." Jiang Xiaofan quickly smiled and said, he was a little unsure of Pan Bin's purpose.
Pan Bin nodded and looked at He Haibo and Po Jun at the door. The smile on his face slowly faded: "Manager He, if you refuse the customer's business for no reason, it will damage the reputation of Guiyuan Villa if word spread."
"This..." He Haibo was a little unsure. It would be fine if the person in front of him was an ordinary person, but it happened to be Director Pan of the Bureau of Culture and Tourism.
The Jinyang City Food Cooking Competition and Food Festival are organized by Director Pan of the Culture and Tourism Bureau. If Director Pan is offended today, their Guiyuan Villa will be directly affected.
Seeing He Haibo hesitating, Pan Bin said with a straight face: "I heard that Guiyuan Villa has shares in Wanjia. Do you want me to go to Wanjia and ask if this is Manager He's idea or Wanjia's?"
He Haibo's face turned pale when he heard this, and he quickly waved his hand and said, "Director Pan, I don't mean that."
Jiang Xiaofan was confused. Pan Bin was openly supporting him.
"We, Wanjia, don't have this intention." A strong voice sounded.
Jiang Xiaofan saw a middle-aged man walking towards him carrying a flower basket.
He walked up to Pan Bin and said with a smile: "Director Pan, I am Wan Ming from the Wanlong Group. We have shares in Guiyuan Villa, but there is no rule to refuse customers. And this Guiyuan Villa branch is different from the Guiyuan Villa branch in which we have a stake.
Garden Villa is different."
Having said this, Wan Ming turned to look at He Haibo: "To be precise, someone used the name of Guiyuan Villa to open a branch here privately. If we investigate carefully, if we don't pay the franchise fee, we will only be held legally responsible."
Hearing Wan Ming's words, He Haibo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Manager Wan, this branch is in a tight schedule and we don't have time to report to shareholders. However, I will definitely pay the full amount for the use of the signboard."
He is the manager of Guiyuan Villa, and Wan Ming is the manager of Wanlong Group. Although they do not have the same positions, they are very different in terms of their backgrounds.