"I got up a little late today!"
Hearing this, Cheng Xi put down the tea cup, reached out to take the note and glanced at it, then slowly stood up and shouted to the three apprentices who were playing poker at the side: "Monkey cubs, stop playing now, Mr. Chu has ordered. Let me practice. The third brother went to mix the noodles first, and asked for two pieces of noodles, one for making buns and one for fried dough sticks. The fourth brother went to get the meat to chop the stuffing, and the fifth brother went to grind the soy milk."
"well."
The three brothers quickly put down the cards in their hands and started working in an orderly manner according to the master's instructions.
Naturally, Cheng Xi was not idle either. He went to the warehouse to pick out a piece of pork liver, a piece of fat sausage, and some condiments, and started to prepare fried liver.
"Chop chop chop!"
"Crash!"
There were only four of them, the master and the apprentice, busy in the huge kitchen. Some of the others were catching up on sleep, some were chatting, and some were playing cards. They seemed a little different, and the others looked very uncomfortable.
They also want to be busy and don't want to have to work hard.
But the special ones have to have something to do for them!
Nowadays, there are more cooks than diners in the hotel. There are still people who can’t be queued up even if they lift a finger. How can you keep them busy?
Speaking of which, these people are really mean.
When I’m busy, I want to take a break. After a long break, I want to find something to do. I don’t know what to do day by day...
In this way, under the watchful eyes of all the chefs and Duan Changjin, Cheng Xi and his apprentice spent almost forty minutes preparing the food that Chu Heng and the others wanted.
The fried liver is oily and bright red in sauce, the liver sausage is fat, and the fried dough sticks are golden, crispy, and chewy. Everything is full of color, flavor, and flavor.
"Take the food!"
After putting a few things into the container, Cheng Xi shouted, clapped his hands, returned to his seat, sat down, turned on the radio and continued listening to music.
The three apprentices began to wash pots and dishes and clean up the mess.
"Thanks for your hard work, I became a chef."
Duan Changjin smiled with a kind face, and personally stepped forward to put the things into the dining cart one by one, and pushed the cart out of the kitchen.
Not long after, he took the elevator to the top floor and knocked on the door of the presidential suite.
"Boom!"
Not long after the door rang, Chu Heng came over to open the door. When he saw that it was Duan Changjin who was delivering the meal, he was slightly startled: "How come Mr. Duan is here to deliver the meal in person? Is there something wrong?"
"Yes, there are some things I want to discuss with you, Mr. Chu." Duan Changjin said with a smile on his face.
"Then come in and talk." Chu Heng nodded clearly, took a step back, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.
Duan Changjin quickly pushed the cart to follow.
After entering the restaurant, he saw Cen Hao sitting carelessly on a dining chair smoking a cigarette. When he saw them coming in, he sniffed and casually said to Chu Heng: "Master Chu, bring me a bottle of soda." , pick the coolest one and take it."
"There are so many things going on in a day, how can I have breakfast and drink soda!" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and turned towards the refrigerator.
When Duan Changjin saw this, his face couldn't help but twitch. Cen Hao could be said to be the most arrogant bodyguard he had ever seen in his life.
none of them!
"I'll do it, Mr. Chu." He quickly walked a few steps, opened the refrigerator before Chu Heng, and took out a bottle of soda at the bottom.
Chu Heng smiled when he saw this, then turned back to the dining car, took out things from inside, and asked him: "Tell me, Mr. Duan, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Sit down quickly and leave it to me."
Duan Changjin hurried over again, first put the soda on the table, and then grabbed the small pot of fried liver from Chu Heng's hand, and then said: "I want to talk to you about the hotel."
After hearing this, Chu Heng sat down, leaned his back lightly on the chair, crossed his legs and looked at him with leisurely eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Oh? Did something happen to the hotel again?"
"That's not true." Duan Changjin quickly placed food on the table, organizing his words as he worked. After a pause, he said slowly: "I think you should know the current situation in the hotel, although everyone knows it. It is no longer haunted, but the occupancy rate is still not high. If the current situation continues, it will take at least a month or two to regain its popularity, and the losses will be immeasurable."
"I think instead of cutting the flesh with a slow knife, we should be ruthless and cut the knot with a quick knife. The long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain!"
"Then what do you have in mind?" Chu Heng took a bowl of fried liver from Cen Hao and drank it, looking careless.
"I have some ideas." Duan Changjin quickly took out his document bag from the compartment under the dining car, took out the plan he wrote overnight and handed it over respectfully: "My ideas are all in this plan. Please tell me." Please correct me sir."
"Okay, let me take a look first."
Chu Heng reached out and took the plan, which contained more than a dozen pieces of paper, and put it on the table. He held the bowl with one hand and sucked the fried liver, and flipped through the documents with the other hand.
Duan Changjin stood aside with his head lowered, looking at him intently.
"Shashasha..."
Chu Heng just ate and read at the same time, flipping through the documents page by page. It took him almost ten minutes to finish reading the content, and then he continued to eat in silence without making any immediate comments.
Duan Changjin's plan doesn't have much new ideas. It just wants to rely on room discounts, advertising, and some activities such as free meals to quickly gather some popularity, and use this to dispel some of people's concerns about the hotel. The concerns were in line with his idea of cutting through the mess quickly.
However, relying on this method alone can only improve the hotel's business. It will be difficult to return to its peak period.
Guests don't dare to come to the hotel, aren't they just afraid that it will be haunted or it will be considered bad luck?
Now that he is recruiting some people to stay, it can indeed prove that there are no ghosts in the hotel, but it still can't cover up the fact that it was haunted, right?
Therefore, we have to think of other ways.
Because of Duan Changjin's sudden attack, Chu Heng, who had originally wanted to put the matter in the hotel aside for the time being, started to roll his eyes wildly, and the ghost water in his stomach began to sway again.
He planned to take this opportunity to solve the hotel's troubles in one fell swoop.
After a long time like this, Chu Heng finished his breakfast and had a general idea in his mind.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and blew his nose in an incomprehensible manner, then turned to look at the nervous Duan Changjin, and said unhurriedly: "I agree with your plan, but There are two things to remember."
"Say it." Duan Changjin immediately said hurriedly.
Chu Hengdao: "First of all, the cost must be controlled within one million. In addition, there should be no advertising on radio stations. It is of little significance. We should focus more on airports, terminals, and high-end places."
Duan Changjin couldn't help frowning when he heard this, with a troubled look on his face.
According to his budget, the activity fund would be at least two million. Now that it has been cut in half, it is a bit stretched.
"This..." He carefully looked at Chu Heng's face and tried hard to say: "Mr. Chu, can you give me more cost budget? One million is too little. I'm afraid I won't reach the expected goal."
"Then change your expectations." Chu Heng glanced at him lightly, with a calm expression on his face.
Duan Changjin couldn't help but shiver and said hurriedly: "Okay, I will make a detailed report now for you to review."
(End of chapter)
