how to choose!
The nine bosses present looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them spoke.
Both methods given by Lei Weidong have advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage of choosing the first option is that you can get a lot of money, and you can also keep your own cards. You can work for a few more years or even pass it on to your sons and grandsons.
The downside is competition!
Although Lei Weidong said that he would not open a store within 500 meters of the store, the formula has been sold. After the other party makes food that tastes exactly the same, he will definitely open a large number of stores.
Even if a straight line distance of 500 meters is left, the threat cannot be underestimated, and the loss of customers has become a foregone conclusion.
Choose the second option!
The advantage is that it can make its own brand bigger and stronger, so that all people in Hong Kong can eat its own brand products and make more money.
The disadvantage is that it is easy to be taken over by others, and it is easy to squeeze out the other party's financial and material resources, resulting in the loss of both talents. This situation is common in Hong Kong, especially in the stock market, where many people are reduced to leeks.
The most troublesome thing for the nine bosses is that it seems impossible not to agree to the conditions given by Lei Weidong.
Because he is not only the boss of Oriental Group with financial advantages, but also the commander of Yau Tsim District and a big shot in the police force. Ordinary operators like himself would not dare to reason with the police.
With a little bit of tricks, everyone can't bear to eat and walk around.
"What are you thinking about, whether to choose the first or the second cooperation model." Looking at the nine bosses talking about it, the conference room looked like a vegetable market.
A hint of displeasure flashed across Lei Weidong's brows, and he reminded him.
"Mr. Lei, can I ask how you will use our formula after you get it." Boss Li, who is still Li Ji, stood up and asked.
"I plan to open 600 restaurants." Lei Weidong startled the nine bosses sitting there as soon as he spoke. "I have already found stores, mainly in Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, and in the New Territories. Assistant, as for how it is distributed, you can look at this picture."
Without Lei Weidong's instructions, the secretary took out a huge map of Xiangjiang for everyone to see, with the locations of 600 restaurants marked on it.
Looking at the dense distribution map covering the entire Xiangjiang River, Boss Li and others were speechless. This is the power of capital, which is really crushing for individuals.
"Mr. Lei, I would like to ask, how do you plan to ensure quality with so many restaurants? The catering industry is different from industrial products. The same formula and the same raw materials will taste different when made by different people." Boss Li asked.
To be honest, as the boss of Li Ji, he has long wanted to sell his roast goose to all parts of Hong Kong and even north to the mainland, but the taste has always restricted him from making it bigger and stronger.
"I know this. The possibility of making roast goose as perfect as Master Li's is very small." Lei Weidong nodded, admitting that what Boss Li said made sense.
“I adopt a production process like KFC and set up a dedicated production center and distribution center. All food is produced in the production center and delivered to various stores from the distribution center.
I don’t have high requirements for taste, as long as it can reach 90% or even 80% of Li Ji’s roast goose level. "
"90% or even 80% will work."
Lei Weidong's words left Boss Li and others speechless. After getting his formula, the possibility of making it perfect is very small, and it is 89% to 90% easy to do. But then, what's the point of getting the recipe.
Due to some special reasons, Xiangjiang has brought together famous food from all over the country. Boss Li and others are of good quality, but there are many that can compete with them on the market, and at most they are just a little bit behind.
"My catering group focuses on price. While satisfying the taste and ensuring quality, it uses mass production to reduce costs and achieve truly high quality and low price." Seeing that Boss Li and others did not understand, Lei Weidong laughed and said .
"Mass production, high quality and low price!" Boss Li and others looked at me and I looked at you, feeling a little helpless.
What we make is street food, not a five-star hotel. While the quality is satisfactory, price is also the key. After all, the poor are still the majority in Xiangjiang, and there are a few people who are not short of money who eat on the streets.
"Everyone, you are ready to choose that method of cooperation." Lei Weidong struck while the iron was hot.
"I chose the first one. I don't know how much money, Mr. Lei, you spent to buy the recipe in my hand." Boss Zhong of Zhongji Pork Chop Rice made the first choice.
Boss Zhong is a bit old and can’t work anymore. He wants some money for retirement, so he doesn’t want to cooperate with Lei Weidong. He doesn’t want the big fish to eat the small fish and be swallowed whole by capital.
"There will be professionals to discuss the price with you. I just need to make sure that we cooperate in that way." Lei Weidong gestured to the secretary, and soon someone from the company's legal department came over and took Boss Zhong over to draft the terms and negotiate. price.
I also choose the first option!
I also choose the first option!
Boss Zhong took the lead, and Boss Li and others also made their choices. As expected, everyone chose the first option, which was to sell the formula in their hands through a buyout.
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"I have already analyzed it. The undercover agent who died was an undercover agent at Adam Smith International School, and the people studying in this school are all the children of consuls, diplomats, and representatives. If I were a terrorist If it were a molecule, I would choose to act here."
In a small room with an area of about ten square meters, Zhou Xingxing, who was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, pointed at the information on the table and said confidently.
"What if I didn't guess correctly?" Chen Baixiang opened his mouth as he looked at the information about Adam Smith International School.
"If I don't guess correctly, I'll give you a slap in the face. No need to hide. I'm just kidding." Seeing Chen Baixiang fly into the corner with a swipe, Zhou Xingxing shook his head,
"I'll treat Brother Da to dinner tonight. I'll make sure he has a few glasses of wine."
"What happens after it's confirmed?"
"Of course I'll sign up after I'm sure." Zhou Xingxing shrugged and said, "I checked and found that this school is private and you can enter as long as you have money.
The board of directors is trying every possible means to reduce expenses. If the two of us don't want a probationary salary, they will certainly charge it. "
In the evening, after giving Cao Tat-wah a few drinks, Zhou Xingxing lured out the undercover agents of Wan Chai Police Station and the Political Department. The place where Adam Smith International School was located.
So, the next day, Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang walked into the office on the second floor of the Adam Smith International School office building with serious faces.
"Miss, who should I look for to apply for a job as a school janitor?" Zhou Xingxing asked, looking at the clerk in the office.
"If you are applying for a job as a school janitor, you should find Manager Jin."
"Manager Jin, is he the principal? I heard that his surname is also Jin. This matter needs to be discussed with the principal."
"Principal Jin and Manager Jin are one person. He is responsible for all school affairs. Just go to the second office on the right upstairs." The clerk pointed to the upstairs and said.
"Thank you!" Zhou Xingxing nodded and came to Manager Jin's office with Chen Baixiang.
"Hello Manager Jin, we are here to apply for school janitor positions." Zhou Xingxing said as he put his file on Manager Jin's desk.
"What are your strengths when applying for a job as a school janitor?" Manager Jin raised his head, looked at Zhou Xingxing, and asked.
"Specialty, no money counts!" Zhou Xingxing said loudly.
"Forget it, of course forget it." When he heard that Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang didn't want money, Manager Jin's attitude immediately became enthusiastic.
"Axing, it's too much to ask for money. At the very least, food and accommodation must be included, otherwise we will drink from the northwest wind." Chen Baixiang reminded, "I'm not like you, who can live on just drinking water."
"I'm not an alien, how can I only drink water and not eat." Zhou Xingxing looked at Manager Jin with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, handsome guy, can you provide food and accommodation?
We are both unemployed and don’t have much money. We can’t survive for a week without food and shelter. "
"It's okay. Our school is not that stingy. Food and accommodation will definitely be included." Patting Zhou Xingxing on the shoulder, Manager Jin laughed and called the secretary in.
"I have two jobs as a cleaner. I work twelve hours a day from 8 a.m. to 8 a.m. The school provides three meals and free accommodation in the dormitory. I have a probation period of three months.
There is no salary during the adaptation period, and a salary of 800 per month after the probation period. "
The secretary took two agreements and sent them to Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang.
"Do it, of course we do it. These days, we can have a place to eat and hold events." Zhou Xingxing shouted exaggeratedly, took the contract, and signed his name on it.
"My brain is flooded, so I came to school with you as an undercover agent." Wearing cleaner's clothes, holding mops and buckets, Zhou Xingxing and Chen Bai looked at you, me, and I looked at you, sitting at the top of the stairs. daze.
"Otherwise, we should go back and tell the director that this case can't be solved. No matter how unlucky it is, we can only go back to the traffic department. It's much better than now."
"If I want to get back to you, I've praised the director all the time. How can I lose face when I go back?" Zhou Xingxing shook his head, "But when I go back and take the position of inspector, and you become a junior police officer, don't blame me for not taking care of you."
"Stop talking, I'll just hang out with you until Christmas." Chen Baixiang shook the mop helplessly.
"What are you doing here?" Three figures appeared in front of Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang. The leader, Zhou Xingxing, knew him. He was an agent of the Political Department and had met several times at the scene of the operation.
"What else can I do? Work." Zhou Xingxing gestured to the mop in his hand and said arrogantly, "I'll lose my job as a police officer if I drag you down.
In order to survive, I can only work here. "
"You can't work anywhere, you have to come here!" the leading agent said with a frown.
"How can you introduce me to a job? The salary can't be lower than that of the police and it doesn't require a degree." Zhou Xingxing shrugged, with an attitude of "you can handle me."
"you!"
"What are you doing? Let's go, Ah Le!" Putting the mop on their shoulders, Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang walked upstairs with great pride.
"Who are these stinky guys?" Chen Baixiang asked, following Zhou Xingxing.
"Who else could it be? A few bastards from the Political Department." Zhou Xingxing turned around and made a face, irritating the other party.
"They are from the Political Department. They are undercover students at such an old age. It is foolish for such an old student to become a terrorist."
"Who knows, this is an international school, anything can happen."
"That's right, Ah Xing, where are we cleaning down there?"
"Experimental classroom, hurry up and finish. Let's go have dinner."
"I'm going to eat after work. I'm a little hungry when you tell me." Patting his stomach, Chen Baixiang felt like something was starting to change inside him, "Axing, do you know how to get to the experimental classroom?"
"I don't know, just ask someone."
"Hey, do you know how to get to the laboratory?" Chen Baishang stepped forward and asked when he saw a little girl reading a book at the corner of the stairs.
"You scared people." Seeing the little girl holding the book and not talking, Zhou Xingxing stepped forward and said softly, "Sister, how to get to the experimental classroom?"
"It's... upstairs, turn left." The little girl pointed to the upstairs and whispered.
"Thank you!" Zhou Xingxing nodded to express his gratitude.
"This book "The Wave" doesn't seem to be suitable for you." Looking at the little girl's hand, the carefree Zhou Xingxing started to talk.
"The hero and heroine meet by chance, but they are shocked by the storm. In the end, the whole family dies, and it ends in tragedy. It is really tragic. You should choose some happy books to read."
"Happy!" The little girl said with big eyes, obviously a puzzler.
"Yes, I'm happy. For example, Yi Shu's "Dream of Spring", Toriyama Akira's "Arale", Hojo Tsukasa's "Cat's Eye Three Sisters" and Master Jin's martial arts are all very good. I believe they are the best ones for you."
"Um!"
Looking at Zhou Xingxing's retreating figure, the little girl was a little stunned.
"Wow, I didn't expect your literary literacy to be so profound, Xing. It's really profound. I don't understand why everyone says you are nonsensical."
"That's right." Zhou Xingxing shrugged.
"You two, come in." As soon as they turned around the stairs, Zhou Xingxing and Chen Baixiang were stopped.
"You brat, I knew you had no good intentions when you invited me to drink yesterday. I just told you it was this school and you came here today." In the discipline office, Uncle Da grabbed Zhou Xingxing's collar and said viciously.
"What do you want?" Zhou Xingxing asked.
"Of course I'm going to give you a good beating." Uncle Da raised the stick in his hand.
"Come on, come on, I don't believe you dare to fight me down." Zhou Xingxing, who knew Uncle Da's details, was not afraid of Cao Dahua's threat at all.
"Brother, those people from the Political Department are watching from outside, please give me some face." Cao Dahua signaled.
"You are the dean of students and you are in charge of the students. I am the school janitor. What do you care about me?" Zhou Xingxing responded forcefully as he glanced at the figures lying on the window.
"It's not that I can't help it. In this case, you give me a beating and I'll treat you to a supper after work is over." Uncle Da was cruel and prepared to bleed heavily.
"You think I'm an idiot for eating midnight snacks, but I can still eat them after being beaten by you."
"Don't worry, I promise to be gentle. If I hit you hard, you can fight back."
"Really?"
"of course it's true."
"Then the midnight snack is free, and I can just give it a thousand yuan in cash."
"One thousand is too much, I only have five hundred."
"Eight hundred!"
"make a deal."
After reaching an agreement, Uncle Da stepped forward and kicked and punched him. The political department staff who looked out the window were very surprised and suspected that Uncle Da had a grudge against Zhou Xingxing and took the opportunity to retaliate.
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