Rural Shennong

Xu Xinyi was sitting in the office with a complicated expression on her face. Several employees had come to look for her privately today.

The questions from these employees were similar, and they all asked her in a roundabout way, what is Boss Chen's plan for the future.

Obviously, the employees' confidence in Chen Pingping and Xinxin Restaurant is on the verge of collapsing.

Chen Xinyi understands everyone's anxiety.

Although everyone is still calm on the surface, after all, the establishment of the restaurant is too short and has not experienced any ups and downs.

When this happens suddenly, everyone will panic.

But she really didn't know how to answer, she just said that Chen Ping couldn't be contacted recently, and let everyone put aside distracting thoughts and work step by step.

At noon, Chen Ping, who had been out of contact for two days, finally came to the restaurant.

Regardless of the fact that most of these employees have worked with Xu Xinyi for several years.

But after this period of contact, they have long regarded Chen Ping as the backbone.

The employees looked at Chen Ping eagerly, hoping that he would quickly come up with a good way to improve the business situation.

Chen Ping looked around and saw everyone's expressions in his eyes: "Everyone must be very strange, where have I been these two days."

"Let me tell everyone the truth, I went to buy a store in the past two days."

"That store used to be a photo studio, and the decoration is good, much better than our current store."

Wang Xiaolei tentatively asked: "Boss, is the store you mentioned that originally opened a photo studio diagonally opposite the No. [-] branch of Shenghai Hotel?"

Chen Ping nodded: "Yes, that's right there."

The employees looked at each other in blank dismay, all dumbfounded.

They were still expecting that Chen Ping would come up with a good solution, but they didn't expect him to make such a bad move.

Shenghai Hotel's decoration and dining environment are better than Pingxin Restaurant.

But this is only part of the reason why Shenghai Hotel's business is booming.

Putting these aside, the Yan family's connections and power are incomparable to Chen Ping.

Did Chen Ping think that by improving the decoration and dining environment a little bit, he could compete with Shenghai Hotel?

Many employees wanted to reach out and touch Chen Ping's forehead to see if his brain was burnt out.

Many people have been to that photo studio, no matter how good the decoration is, it is also the style of a photo studio.

The area is larger than the current Pingxin restaurant, but compared with Shenghai Hotel, it is also small.

Besides, the reputation of Pingxin Restaurant is far less than that of Shenghai Hotel. They are still engaged in activities. How can they compete with them?

No one knows where Chen Ping's self-confidence comes from, he is simply whimsical.

The most important point is that the photo studio is still diagonally opposite the No. [-] branch of Shenghai. Isn't this taking the initiative to put your head under the knife?

With a few words from Chen Ping, the little hope of the employees turned into deep disappointment.

Seeing everyone's dejected looks, Chen Ping didn't explain too much.

Xu Xinyi called him to the second floor and said in a low voice, "I probably know what you plan to do."

"But what if your method doesn't work?"

"The studio is not cheap, is it? Did you invest all your savings in it?"

"If you do this, you simply don't leave yourself a way out!"

No plan in this world is perfect.

If something unexpected happened, Chen Ping's all-or-nothing approach would put him in a situation beyond redemption.

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Since I dare to buy the second store, I have enough confidence."

"Anyway, I've already fired, and it's too late to regret it now."

"Don't worry, let the bullets fly for a while."

Yan Kaipeng didn't know that someone had fired a shot at him, and the bullet was on its way.

He looked at the sales report of Shenghai Hotel, and his mouth was about to smile crookedly: "Okay, very good!"

"The hotel's sales have tripled in just a few days, you all have to keep up the good work."

"These are just appetizers for now."

"As long as we follow the current plan, it's only a matter of time before we open hotels in cities and provinces."

Yan Kaipeng is full of confidence.

He didn't expect that the gourmet dishes could bring such amazing profits to Shenghai Hotel in such a short period of time.

Yu Yang bowed and said, "Boss, when I went to No. [-] shop yesterday, I found that the photo studio diagonally opposite had sold out."

"There is a plaque of Pingxin Restaurant hanging there, and there are many workers moving tables, chairs and benches."

Yu Yang has been a celebrity around Yan Kaipeng recently.

If it weren't for his plan, Shenghai Hotel wouldn't have such a booming business scene.

In contrast, Yang Haoyu was left out in the cold. As a result, he disliked Yu Yang even more.

Yang Haoyu thought to himself: "If I hadn't recruited you back then, would you still be where you are today?"

He didn't want Yu Yang to continue to increase his weight in Yan Kaipeng's heart, so he said quickly:

"Master, Chen Ping must have thought that if he built a better-decorated shop, he would be able to compete with us."

"I saw that stinky farmer's head was kicked by a donkey, so he was delusional."

Yan Kaipeng said disdainfully: "He just doesn't cry when he sees the coffin, so you bring a few people to make trouble for him."

Yang Haoyu had been beaten by Chen Ping several times, so how dare he find trouble.

He bowed and said, "Master, I don't think we need to bother with him, just let him mess around."

"Anyway, he is dying, and it will not have any impact on our No. [-] store."

"Wouldn't it be better to wait for that mud leg to toss all the savings in his pocket?"

Yan Kaipeng clapped his chin: "Well, this plan is very clever."

Yu Yang frowned slightly, and found that his level of flattering was still a bit worse than that of Yang Haoyu.

He called Yan Kaipeng "Boss" just now.

Yang Haoyu called Yan Kaipeng "Young Master".

The one surnamed Yang completely put himself in the role of dog leg.

Yu Yang raised his vigilance against this competitor.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had an idea: "Master, I don't think it's okay to just let Chen Ping do nothing."

"Pingxin Restaurant uses the same ingredients as us."

"Our hotel is so popular now that many customers have to queue up to eat."

"If the customer can't wait any longer and goes to the opposite side to spend, then we will also suffer losses!"

Yang Haoyu's face was ugly: "Yu Yang, what you mean, do you have any solution?"

Yu Yang smiled slightly: "Of course I have a way."

"Since Chen Ping can open a branch, why don't we open a branch?"

"As long as we have enough branches, there is no need for customers to continue queuing up and divert waiting customers to other stores."

"In this way, Chen Ping has no chance of standing up."

Yang Haoyu snorted coldly: "Do you open it as soon as you say it? Our hotel is not a restaurant for flies like Pingxin Restaurant."

"If you want to deserve the name of our Shenghai Hotel, you have to buy a high-end real estate in a prosperous area of ​​the county."

"Including decoration, hiring staff and other miscellaneous expenses, it will cost at least tens of millions!"

Yu Yang curled his lips: "Short-sighted!"

"There are a lot of high-end hotels in the county, and they almost make us feel bad."

"Spend two to three million yuan, just buy a random one, just change the name, why build a new store?"

Yang Haoyu was angry: "Are you calling someone short-sighted? Isn't two or three million yuan money?"

Yan Kaipeng frowned slightly: "Stop arguing, I have to go home and discuss this matter with the old man before making a conclusion."