Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

In the canteen of Xuanxuan Food Factory, there is a kind of delicious sauerkraut and pickles.

Shu Zhiqiang has been thinking about it since he had it last time.

He may not have much idea about pickles, but he will definitely need them in the future.

However, he has been too busy these days and has never had time to communicate with the producer.

Today he ate these two pickled vegetables again. He must take advantage of the time to have a good talk with each other.

The lunch break passed soon, and all employees returned to the workshop after eating.

Tian Tian also brought Shu Zhiqiang to the kitchen and saw several employees cleaning up the kitchen.

The canteen of the food factory serves one meal every day, and these employees can get off work after cleaning.

Seeing the boss and logistics director coming in, they immediately stopped what they were doing.

"Uncle Liu, come here." Tian Tian waved to the uncle next to the big pot stove and shouted.

Uncle Liu pointed at himself with a puzzled look, and walked over when Tian Tian nodded again.

The three of them walked out of the kitchen one after another and came to the private room specially reserved during the construction of the canteen.

"Director Tian, ​​what do you want from me?" Uncle Liu looked at Tian Tian and said with some anxiety.

Before Tian Tian could speak, Shu Zhiqiang took the initiative and said, "Chef Liu, I'm looking for you."

After saying that, he waved to Tian Tian and asked him to go back and do his own business.

"Then boss, I'll go back first." Tian Tian didn't ask any more questions, bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Seeing the logistics director leave, Uncle Liu felt even more uneasy.

Why did this boss dragon come to find me after appearing once but never seeing its end?

Could it be that if you make a mistake at work, the other party will fire you?

He finally found a job at his age, but he didn't want to lose it just like that.

He recalled everything he had done recently in his mind, and he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"Chef Liu, sit down." Shu Zhiqiang looked up at him and handed over a stool.

Chef Liu was shocked, quickly stepped back and waved his hand: "Boss, I can just stand."

Uh…

Shu Zhiqiang didn't force anything, and directly talked about the key points with the other party.

"Chef Liu, I want to talk to you this time about the pickled vegetables."

Chef Liu was startled and instantly guessed what he had done wrong these days.

"Boss, I brought them all from home, and they didn't cost the factory a penny!"

Shu Zhiqiang quickly raised his hand and said comfortingly: "Chef Liu, don't worry yet;

I am telling you this not to talk about right or wrong, but to talk about cooperation. "

"Cooperation?" Chef Liu was stunned and looked at Shu Zhiqiang with some confusion.

"Yes, it's cooperation." Shu Zhiqiang nodded, feeling speechless.

I have been very friendly in the factory, why are there still people so afraid of me?

He handed the stool to the other party again and said, "I tasted the pickled dishes you made last time, and they tasted good."

“I thought that such a delicious pickled dish should not be allowed to get dusty, and it must be promoted vigorously;

So I came to you this time to ask if you are interested in selling me the formula? "

Hearing this, Chef Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not that I want to fire myself.

However, he also showed a hint of shame on his face about selling pickled vegetable recipes.

He sat down nervously with a stool, then looked at Shu Zhiqiang and said, "Boss, actually I didn't make these pickled vegetables."

Shu Zhiqiang asked hurriedly: "You didn't cook it! Didn't you bring this dish from home?"

"Sauerkraut and pickles are indeed brought from home, but these are all pickled by my daughter."

Chef Liu did not deny it, but pushed his daughter out.

It turns out that his daughter liked to learn cooking from him since she was a child, and she also learned good cooking skills when she grew up.

We grow a lot of vegetables at home, but in winter those cabbages and red pickles in the snow will be frozen to death.

In order not to cause waste, Chef Liu’s daughter has been studying pickled vegetables.

After repeated visits, the other party was even better at pickling vegetables than his father.

Upon hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang immediately asked: "What about Chef Liu!"

"Can you go back and ask your daughter if she is willing to sell the formula to me?

If she doesn’t want to sell, we can also cooperate to open a pickle production factory. "

Chef Liu's heart skipped a beat and he was almost stunned by this sudden surprise.

If he partners with his boss to open a factory, doesn't that mean his daughter will also become the boss?

After working as a cook all your life, can you one day become a rich man?

Although I am very excited, it is my daughter who wants to cooperate with the boss after all, and it is not certain whether the other party agrees.

After Chef Liu calmed down, he immediately nodded and said, "Boss, I'll tell my daughter when I get back."

"Whenever you are free, I will ask her to come over and talk to you about this matter."

Shu Zhiqiang nodded and said, "Then the day after tomorrow at noon, I'll come over again."

………!

After making an appointment with Chef Liu about an appointment time with his daughter, Shu Zhiqiang was ready to leave.

But when he just walked out of the cafeteria, Meng Ying strode over.

She didn't hesitate and explained her purpose directly.

"Boss, the gourmet restaurant just called and said that a man named Fan Jun is looking for you."

Shu Zhiqiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is he now?"

"I told him you were at the food factory and he said he would come right away."

Okay, let's wait here.

Shu Zhiqiang did not go to the office to wait, but sat in his car and looked at the gate.

Meng Ying turned around and returned to the office without accompanying her.

Perhaps because he called from the beginning, Fan Jun didn't let Shu Zhiqiang wait long.

After about seven or eight minutes, Fan Jun entered the food factory while looking left and right on his bicycle.

"Fan Yao'er!" Shu Zhiqiang stuck his head out of the car window and shouted loudly.

Fan Jun looked this way, and his face suddenly lit up when he saw Shu Zhiqiang.

"Boom!"

The sound of the back seat door closing sounded, and Fan Jun sat directly in the back seat.

“Boss Shu, we have been competing for Li Chaoyang’s lobsters and snails from nearby villages these days;

In just a few days, the price of snails in surrounding villages has increased to 60 cents per catty, and the price of lobsters has increased to 80 cents per catty;

Li Chaoyang didn't know whether he was stupid or smart, but every time he found a new source of goods, he would buy hundreds of kilograms directly;

I don’t know how many lobsters and snails have been raised these days, but they cost an estimated one hundred and eighty yuan;

Coupled with the increase in the price of lobster and snails, he must have lost hundreds of dollars in the past few days. "

Li Chaoyang's entrepreneurial capital should not be much, after all, he is just an ordinary worker.

He probably lost almost as much as he earned these days, and Shu Zhiqiang was very satisfied with this.

He glanced up at the rearview mirror and said, "Then what?"

"Then he got a truck from nowhere today and went to bring back a truckload of lobsters;

I guessed that as the price of fresh food from the surrounding rivers increased, he must have lost the ability to bring goods to remote villages and towns;

Lu Ming and I didn’t have a car and couldn’t keep up with him, so we didn’t know exactly where we were going. "