Siheyuan: I have a super purchasing system

"Don't worry. Let me think about it."

President Xie looked at the bamboo forest outside the window, then watched the snowflakes falling, and picked up his pen to write.

"This gentleman's waist is not bent, and he stands upright with a graceful demeanor. In the morning, I hold my nose and hum by the window, listening to the sound of falling ice."

Everyone looked at the poem and the scenery outside the window and felt that it was just right, so they naturally praised it a lot.

"What a pity! Painting takes up too much time. Otherwise, wouldn't it be beautiful if you painted the bamboos and snow falling outside the window?"

When President Li saw this poem, he couldn't help but sigh.

"If you keep your place for me, I will give a painting to Xiao Yu later."

President Xie pointed to the seat that was vacant because Yu Zhile had taken away the painting of Shuiyue Jushi, and spoke with a smile on his face.

"Okay, this is what you said."

"I agree, remember to send it."

"Xiao Yu, I helped you get a painting. You have to let me do this again next time, right?"

Although President Li hasn't started eating yet, he is already thinking about the next one.

"of course can."

"It's a word."

"But President Xie, you're at a loss. I can take down a few more paintings. I can hang both yours and President Li's."

Yu Zhile answered with a smile, with a hint of cunning.

"You've been fooled, you've been fooled. But I always keep my word. Next time I'll let Xiao Zhang bring it to you."

President Xie also responded with a smile, and then several other people wrote inscriptions on the spot, while others said they would send them later.

With President Xie and President Li taking the lead, naturally no one would fail to give face.

Soon the dishes began to be served. The enchanting figures of Yu Haitang and Wu Xiaomei were pleasing to the eyes of everyone.

Of course, they were more eager to taste the legendary Tan family cuisine.

This time it was Yu Zhile who introduced the dishes. He was not only able to describe the characteristics of the dishes that He Qingfeng had introduced before.

Through some allusions, these already complex and delicious dishes are made even more delicious.

This meal was a great success for both the host and the guests, and everyone was full of praise for it.

Several people left Yu Zhile's contact information, but of course no one made a reservation immediately.

After all, everyone knows that the price is not cheap, and reservations must be made in advance, plus it’s the Chinese New Year.

However, everyone was deeply impressed by Yu Zhile. When they heard during their conversation that he owned several small factories, they all expressed their willingness to take care of him.

Of course, the care of some of these people is useful, while that of some is useless.

But it’s impossible for Yu Zhile to only have these factories forever, right?

Reporter Zhang appeared calm on the surface, but he was extremely excited in his heart because President Li had already agreed to give in, and even Chairman Xie had agreed to help speak for him.

This is already a sure thing.

After Yu Zhile sent the person away, reporter Zhang ran back and gave Yu Zhile a big hug.

This made him somewhat uncomfortable, after all, he had no interest in being hugged by men.

"Can I call you President Zhang from now on?"

Yu Zhile looked at reporter Zhang's excitement and knew that this was a sure thing.

In fact, the vice president already has enormous power. After all, although the president can make the final decision, most of the time, the mascot is still the main figure.

President Li is not young anymore, and he will retire in another five or six years at most. In fact, if there were no other things to be done, he would prefer to enjoy his retirement.

Reporter Zhang was promoted to vice president this time. After President Li retires, he may be able to compete for the position of president.

If this reporter could really become the president, it would be a huge bonus for Yu Zhile in terms of news, public opinion, and advertising.

After all, this is how relationships are developed, and it is different from just temporarily currying favor with someone.

"No, no, this will be announced after the Chinese New Year. If I exert my strength, others may also make moves."

"At best, I think we have a 70% to 80% chance of success."

Reporter Zhang was quite proud. After all, he was not even 30 years old yet, and it was very rare for him to have such an achievement.

"Seventy to eighty percent, then I congratulate you in advance."

Yu Zhile said congratulations with a smile, and reporter Zhang also had an expression that showed he was confident of winning.

"By the way, let me tell you about the food for today. Although I provided the ingredients, the expensive part is the cooking."

Reporter Zhang said as he handed Yu Zhile a red envelope. Although Yu Zhile didn't mention it, he couldn't be too ignorant.

What's more, if he gave the red envelope, Yu Zhile would still owe him a favor for finding the ingredients. If he didn't give it, wouldn't they be even?

He could still clearly distinguish the importance of a red envelope and a favor from Yu Zhile.

"That's too polite. The calligraphy and paintings I bought today are enough to pay for my meal."

Yu Zhile waved his hand and did not accept it.

"I didn't give you this calligraphy or painting."

"You still have to pay for this. If you don't accept the money, wouldn't it be unfair to Master He's craftsmanship?"

Reporter Zhang shoved it over again with righteous words. One wanted to give it and the other didn't want to accept it. It was a bit like giving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

"Okay, if you say so, I'll take it, but I won't take more."

"I'll just charge 800 yuan."

Yu Zhile then accepted it, looked at the amount and returned some of it.

Eight hundred is a sky-high price for ordinary restaurants, not to mention that it does not include the ingredients.

But for authentic Tan family cuisine, it is not expensive, not to mention that it is located in this courtyard.

After seeing off reporter Zhang, Yu Zhile didn't hesitate to give all the 800 yuan as red envelopes.

He Qingfeng got five hundred, He Yuzhui got one hundred, and the remaining four got fifty each.

Of course, if we go by actual contribution, He Yuzhu will definitely not get 200, but after all he is the brother-in-law.

The others were particularly happy to receive the red envelopes. After all, although their monthly salary was not low, fifty yuan was not a small amount.

"Xiao Yu, your grip is too loose."

"Those two waiters only served a dish. How long did they work? And they only got fifty dollars."

"There are also Ma Hua and Liu Haijun. These two are just helping out."

"They will still be paid their wages today."

Instead, He Qingfeng, who received a huge sum of money, spoke with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes, and me, I'm just helping out, so a hundred is too much."

"I remember what you said to reporter Zhang at the beginning. It seems that he provided the ingredients for this table, and the others were free. It was considered as a thank you for finding the source of ingredients."

Although He Yuzhu was very happy to get the two hundred yuan, he still felt a little worried.

"This is what reporter Zhang gave me. He said that if I didn't pay, it would be unfair to my father's craftsmanship, so I accepted it."

Yu Zhile smiled and said, "This is also the first order for the private restaurant today, so we naturally want to have a good start. Anyone who sees it gets a share."

"Okay, as long as you have a plan in mind."

"Zhu Zi, do you think our ancestral cooking skills are much better than Sichuan cuisine?"

He Qingfeng felt relieved when he heard him say that. He felt even more proud when he heard that reporter Zhang gave him money for his craftsmanship!