I have a seaside five-star hotel

Chapter 537 Shopkeeper Tong is so quick!
With the words of Mr. Undershirt, Chen Jianhai can be regarded as reassured.

That afternoon, Chen Jianhai ran back to Nanjiang on the latest boat, chatted with Huang Baichuan in detail, and only then did he have a more comprehensive understanding of the "Xiaoyulou Incident".

It turned out that one of the last group of foreign friends who came to Nanjiang to participate in the Little Fortuna Beer Exchange Symposium was a beer brewery owner from Dihua Country.
The brother of the brewery owner happened to be engaged in the distribution of foreign high-end crafts,

After seeing Xiaoyulou, he was immediately attracted by the exquisite design and handmade of Xiaoyulou.
After many inquiries, the dealer found Mr. Kojima undershirt through the little God of Wealth, and expressed his desire to cooperate to place an order.

"Boss Chen, the company information of that foreign distributor is here."

"I've had someone check it out."

"The company is reliable, with strong registration time and strong capital strength."

"I think it's an optional partner if Kojima's conditions allow it,"

There was an unintentional emotion in Huang Baichuan's voice.

In any case, he did not expect that Xiao Yulou, who was selected as a souvenir at his seminar, would be discovered by foreign dealers, and then directly opened up foreign markets.

"A rare opportunity!"

"Boss Chen, if you want to take this business, I suggest that you make a plan as soon as possible. Otherwise, the market opportunity is fleeting, and there will be no shop after passing this village."

Huang Baichuan was very serious about helping Chen Jianhai analyze it.

"It's just that the water in the overseas market is a bit deep, and you have never had this kind of experience in running a cross-border business. It is safer to inquire and consider multiple parties before making a decision."

"In short, if you need help with anything, just come to me.

"Even if I can't do it, we still have the Nanjiang Boss' dance training class. Whenever you ask, everyone will do their best to help you."

Chen Jianhai was silent for a while, then nodded: "Okay Brother Huang, I understand, thank you."

The moon hangs high and the sky is dotted with stars.

The wind from the land swept from the urban area to the sea, melting the ashes into the depths of the night.

The golden street lamps illuminate the sky brightly, and the noisy streets filled with holiday tourists during the day finally quiet down at night.

Only pharmacies and convenience stores are left with lights on, and fruits that have not been sold during the day are displayed at the door.

Chen Jianhai walked out of the Little Fortuna Beer Yaye exhaustedly, and stood at the crossroads of the street, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

...Where should I go?
The Zaomen Association is waiting for him to make up his mind,

The small island fish basket is waiting for him to make up his mind,

The future development of the hotel is also waiting for him to make up his mind.

Moreover, he was very busy and anxious about everything, and didn't even give him a moment's rest.

When I was a small hotel owner, I spent my days fishing, sleeping and drinking coffee. Although I made little money, I didn’t know how comfortable my life was.

However, in the past few days, he has signed more and more contracts, and his funds have become more and more abundant, but he feels that he is becoming less and less free and tired.

Looking at the bright neon lights,

Chen Jianhai subconsciously opened his legs and walked in the direction of Huanhai Road.

……

The Xiaolang BBQ restaurant at night is a lively time,
A few small tables are set up on the side of the street, and the hot charcoal fire is wrapped in the aroma of meat skewers and cumin, which crazily seduces every passer-by on the street.

On the small plastic stools, friends in twos and threes are sitting together, drinking skewers and drinking heavily.

When they drank until they were sweating, the old men on the table either took off their T-shirts and shirts, held up bottles to drink wantonly, or lifted their clothes to their armpits, revealing their fat bellies.

Occasionally meet and temper, strangers will toast each other.

The troubles and exhaustion of the day rolled into the throat with the foam of hops, and then exhaled from the throat like hiccups. Talking, laughing and cursing are all the trivialities of life.

Although the storefront of the barbecue restaurant is not big,

But the fireworks in the world have not stopped for decades.

As soon as he approached, Chen Jianhai's tired mood seemed to be infected by the lively fireworks, and his frowning brows relaxed a lot.

At this time, Xiaolang is shirtless, holding an ancestral cattail fan, standing behind the charcoal stove, roasting in full swing,
The heat from the flame burns the air into mist,
Seeing Chen Jianhai from a distance, Xiaolang yelled while grilling skewers:
"Brother! Go into the house and help me get 10 chicken wings from the refrigerator. I'm so busy."

"coming!"

Chen Jianhai replied subconsciously, rolled up his shirt sleeves and walked into the store, opened the refrigerator with ease, took out a handful of chicken wings, ran out and handed them to Xiaolang.

"Receipt, 49 yuan."

"Receipt, 145 yuan."

"I received an order from the beautiful group, and the payment was 93 yuan."

"Receipt, 123 yuan."

……

The sound of money and money coming in from the speakers of Xiaolang Grill,
There is a simple joy in simple and repetitive busyness!

The next half night.

Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang seem to have cooperated countless times on the beach of a small island. One person is in charge of grilling skewers, and the other is responsible for serving food and collecting money. They are so busy that they don't even have time to talk.

Occasionally, Chen Jianhai would unscrew a bottle of mineral water, pass it to Xiaolang's mouth, and gulp him a few mouthfuls.

Xiaolang will also bake one or two more skewers or bread for each batch, so that Chen Jianhai can rest his stomach.

In this busyness of constantly consuming energy and making money,

Chen Jianhai's exhausted and chaotic emotions were unknowingly exhausted, and he gradually calmed down.

The two of them kept busy until midnight, when the last table of guests at Xiaolang BBQ was sent away.

Dawn breaks, birds chirping.

Xiaolang extinguished the charcoal fire, sat on the curb and smoked a cigarette. After losing his sweat and slowly gaining strength, he turned and walked into the shop, took out two eggs, and started a fire to make a pot of pimple soup for himself and Chen Jianhai.

at the corner of the street ahead,

Lao Chang and a few street cleaners pushed the cleaning cart and walked over with tools from a distance.

They are responsible for the sanitation of Huanhai Road on weekdays,
No one knows better than them what time does the store close its stalls, what time is the least street, and what time is the most suitable time to start cleaning this street.

Today they also came to this street in a pinch,

As soon as he walked to the street corner, he saw a tall young man put away the small square table and plastic stools in front of the barbecue shop, bent over and carried a broom to clean the front of the shop,

The young man's shirt looked very expensive, but at this time it was stained with sweat and oil, and some spots were splashed with oil.
When bending over to pack the wine bottle, the young man stepped on the wine spilled on the ground with his expensive leather shoes, and threw the wine behind his trouser legs as he walked.

It looked like a different kind of embarrassment.

"Boss Chen?!"

Lao Chang asked tentatively.

The young man raised his head in a daze, and when he saw Old Chang, he grinned at the corner of his mouth and said happily, "Morning, Uncle Chang!"

"Boss Chen, what are you doing here in the early morning! We can just do these tasks!"

When Lao Chang and others saw that it was really Chen Jianhai, they immediately surrounded him happily. The older sister in the middle even grabbed the broom in Chen Jianhai's hand and rushed to help him clean up.

Chen Jianhai was a little embarrassed and said: "This is my brother's shop, and I will help him with the work."

hear this,

Lao Chang and several people raised their heads in unison, and took a deep look at the name and location of the barbecue restaurant as if they were following a spot, which made Xiao Lang tremble with fright.

Xiaolang was holding two bowls of pimple soup, and was about to take them out to eat with Chen Jianhai.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out, he saw a dozen people blocking the door, each with a copy in his hand, staring straight at his shop.

"Brother and sister, I just cooked some pimple soup, it's hot."

Xiaolang shivered and passed the two bowls of pimple soup forward, "There is still in the pot, let's try it?"

It is said that it is better to catch up early than to be smart.

Lao Chang and the others looked at Xiao Lang, then at the steaming bowl in Xiao Lang's hand, thinking that the other party cooked it specially for him, and said very moved:

"Thank you little brother, we just had dinner in Boss Chen's little red room."

"Have you two not eaten yet?"

"Eat first, and we'll clean up after you finish eating."

"We will take care of the hygiene in front of your barbecue shop from now on!"

Looking at the figures of Lao Chang and others leaving with brooms and mops in a mighty manner,
Xiaolang looked at Chen Jianhai in a daze: "Brother, what's going on?"

Chen Jianhai's heart warmed up, and he said:

"The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. You are taking advantage of your father. In the future, someone will help you with the hygiene of the barbecue shop."

While speaking, Chen Jianhai took a bowl of pimple soup from Xiaolang's hand, picked up the chopsticks and pulled it into his mouth.

He is really hungry!
From yesterday morning to now, he hasn't had a serious meal and has been running back and forth on the road.

Xiaolang worked for most of the night, and his stomach was deflated from hunger.
In the warm light of the morning sun, the two sat side by side on the steps, and they drank half of a large bowl of pimple soup in a few mouthfuls.

Eating the eggs in the soup, Xiao Lang glanced down at Chen Jianhai's dirty high-end shirt and expensive leather shoes, and asked curiously:
"Brother, why are you suddenly dressed so formally? Is there something good!?"

"Yes, good news!" Chen Jianhai nodded heavily.

"Your brother, I have become the president of the Shell Hotel Senior Association!"

"Really?!" Xiaolang's eyes widened, and the egg stuffed in his mouth almost squirted out.

"Really!" Chen Jianhai nodded gracefully.

"We need to drink something to celebrate this great event! I'll get the wine!"

Xiaolang happily put the bowl on the ground, but before he could stand up, Chen Jianhai pressed his shoulder.

"Drinking so early in the morning, you've lost your stomach!" Chen Jianhai scolded.

Xiaolang was stunned for a moment: "Then what shall we drink?"

Chen Jianhai picked up the pimple soup in his hand: "Drink this!"

"it is good!"

Xiaolang excitedly picked up the pimple soup in his hand, and touched Chen Jianhai's bowl hard.

"I wish my brother a prosperous road, the wider the road, the better!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaolang took the bowl in one fell swoop, raised his neck, chewed and swallowed, and drank it all in one gulp.

Hiccup happily, Xiaolang looked at Chen Jianhai excitedly:
"Brother, what are your arrangements for the day, let's ask Da Bo to come out and have fun together, I treat you!!"

Holding the pimple soup in his hand, Chen Jianhai smiled wryly: "I can't do it today, I have to go back to Zaomen later."

Xiaolang screamed: "Go back!?"

"Yes!" Chen Jianhai sighed heavily, "I have to work!
"Your brother, I have nothing to do now."

Although he was very tired after being busy all night last night, it also allowed Chen Jianhai to slowly clarify the current situation.

The hidden mission of the Lion Castle Hotel is not hide-and-seek. There is no target, no scope, and even no hints. It can only be explored step by step in the days to come.

1703 He has asked the copywriter to send the news to the book club about the exchange of 100 horror points for the Halloween theme in the supernatural room. At the same time, he has explained the situation to the room reservation department. Anyone who is a fan of the book club can stay for free.

Just like sowing a seed, it always takes a period of fermentation and growth before it can break through the soil and produce fruit.
1703 can only wait for the customers to deliver to their door, slowly accumulate horror value, and leave everything to time.

The matter of the senior association is not to fight alone. He needs to find out the hotel in Zaomen thoroughly before he can find a road and direction that is really suitable for the development of the hotel in the association.

The most important and urgent thing in front of him now is actually the small fish business on Little Vest Island.

Huang Baichuan was right.

The market opportunity is fleeting, and this store will disappear after passing this village.

If Little Vest Island cannot grasp this opportunity, once the news is revealed, it will be known by other small islands or foundries, and others will take the lead.
At that time, it will really be a lot of hard work to make wedding dresses for others.

There is nowhere to even cry.

Although Chen Jianhai didn't know much about business in foreign markets,
But fortunately, among the people Chen Jianhai knew, there was a person who had a lot of research on matters related to connecting with foreign markets!
Although that person did not succeed in going international due to some reasons and docking with foreign markets,
But Chen Jianhai was sure that if he asked him himself, he would definitely get good answers and suggestions!
Went back to the hotel and changed clothes.
Chen Jianhai simply wiped his face with cold water, shaved his beard, and after eating breakfast, he took the high-speed train to Zaomen again.

After getting off the train, Chen Jianhai took a taxi to the Shell Hotel Industry Association in the center of Zaomen, took out his mobile phone and made a call:
"Hi, Brother Yong, I'm Chen Jianhai."

"Are you free today? Come out and have a meal!"

"Hey! Didn't I miss you!!!"

"Okay, then let's meet at Jiujia Haiyan Hot Pot Restaurant."

……

Nanjiang Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association
The news that Chen Jianhai was elected as the president of the Shell Hotel Industry Association reached the headquarters of the association very quickly that afternoon, and it was also sent back to other major hotel associations.

Other provincial and municipal associations just glanced at Chen Jianhai's appointment and didn't care much about it.

However, within the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association, there was indeed quite a stir.

On this day, the president of the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association, Wan Rong, the owner of Wanrong Hotel, and a dozen other people were sitting together with serious faces, as if they were discussing something.

And in front of each of them, there is an application form for promotion to the senior association.

"Shopkeeper Tong is really quick." Wan Rong gritted his teeth and cursed.

Tong Tongsheng's appointment of Chen Jianhai as the president of the association really caught Nanjiang by surprise.

Although everyone didn't say it clearly, they were all like a mirror in their hearts.
Without Chen Jianhai, it would be impossible for the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association to be promoted to the middle level so quickly.

Originally, everyone put their hopes on Chen Jianhai, wanting Chen Jianhai to make persistent efforts, to meet the shell head-on, and to attack the high-end hotel association with a coconut umbrella.
But who would have thought that Chen Jianhai was not only poached by Shell, but even turned into the other party's president!
What a mess! ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)