Yan Funing smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Liu, your son..."
"My sister-in-law has a husband, and he is my brother." Fu Beimo hurriedly said, and walked quickly to Yan Funing's side.
Ali also came over: "Yes, sister-in-law has a husband."
Even Li Xinheng, who was standing at the door, strode in and said, "Boss, my daughter is already taken. Introduce your son to my daughter, but don't tell me you have any ulterior motives."
The voice was so loud that Liu Song was scared and took a step back from the counter.
After all, he runs a restaurant and has seen all kinds of people.
Then he immediately smiled and said, "I know, I know."
He smiled gently and brought out a plate of peanuts and a plate of melon seeds: "Everyone, sit down and have something to eat."
Fu Beimo, Ali and Li Xinheng looked at the peanuts and melon seeds on the table, and then looked at each other.
With them around, it wouldn't be a big problem even if the shopkeeper had a few sons to introduce.
Since he said that, Yan Funing couldn't refuse.
Thinking of this, Shi Jin looked at his son who was still standing in a daze in the hall and shook his head.
Women's hands are small, and Liu Chengwen's hands are usually even smaller. The peanuts and melon seeds outside the two plates were out of our pockets in the blink of an eye.
I raised my hand and introduced myself: "Girl, I am your son, Fu Beimo, seventy years old this year."
Yan Funing waved her hand: "Yes, we did chat, Ali, but you still have to go home and cook. Your husband works hard as a teacher, so he will be hungry at noon."
Uncle Liu pointed at the dimples on his son's face and said, "Look at him slowly, girl. He has no dimples on his right or left cheeks."
Yan Funing shook her head.
Yan Funing hurried to Uncle Liu's side and asked frankly, "Do you have such a small amount of money to invest?"
The eight people stood up and grabbed some peanuts and melon seeds and put them into their pockets.
Zhang Xing: "In those two days, we kept pushing down the prices, and many dishes were even at cost price. You know very well that if the prices go up like this, what profit will we make?"
I led the person into the hall to avoid being seen by the waiters in the restaurant next door.
"My dear boy, you are very smart. You have recently encountered a problem. The sales of medicinal food are not good, and the braised chicken feet that you taught me are also not selling well. The restaurants in the town are jealous. Since we are making medicinal food, they are trying hard to lower the price, but they are also suppressing the prices of other dishes." Zhang Xing spread out his hands and slapped his palms with the back of his hands. "Tell me, how do you solve this situation?"
Fu Beimo waved at her: "Sister-in-law, come and eat."
When Uncle Liu arrived at the door, he slapped his forehead and said, "My dear, wait a moment."
Uncle Liu: "Do they want to talk about this?"
Uncle Liu nodded repeatedly when he heard this: "According to your opinion, what should you do now?"
Yan Funing paused: "What's wrong?"
Just then, a young man came back with a brown paper bag.
Uncle Liu nodded: "Yes, I said earlier that I would introduce him to him."
Uncle Liu nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."
Behind my eyes, I have some chubby cheeks and a plump belly, and I don’t look like a woman with little weight.
After a pause, I couldn't help but say, "My dear, the last time he came to town, he shouldn't have taken so long to come."
His voice had returned to its irascible tone, and a proper smile had settled on his face.
Seeing this, Yan Funing: "..."
Yan Funing was quite embarrassed: "You saw it."
Yan Funing waved to Zhang Xing: "Zhang Xing, you're back."
The moment Yan Funing turned her head after hearing the voice, she saw the saliva splashing out of my mouth, emitting tiny glints in the sunlight.
Yan Funing speculated, "Our goal isn't to force him to lower his prices. If he does, coupled with poor sales of medicinal food, customers will flock to his restaurant. Even if medicinal food sales decline, the restaurant will struggle to operate because the special dishes won't be profitable. If he raises prices, his reputation among customers will decline. In short, we're competing in a despicable way. It's actually a self-serving expense, but we're colluding together and sharing the losses."
Liu Chengwen walked in front.
Liu Song added, "I will hand over this restaurant to my son in the future. I plan to cooperate with you for a long time, so I will naturally introduce my son to you."
Yan Funing walked to the door and glanced down at the market. There were only seven or eight restaurants on both sides of the main street, and none outside the alleys.
Yan Funing said goodbye to Uncle Liu again and left the restaurant.
She couldn't help but twitch her dark eyebrows.
White and fat.
Uncle Liu breathed a sigh of relief: "Without your girlfriend's words, you can feel at ease!"
She is beautiful and smart, how could I give birth to such a bad boy?
Yan Funing smiled politely and returned the greeting: "He is bad, you are Yan Funing."
I looked up at my clothes and thought I looked quite handsome, so I quickly left the restaurant.
Yan Funing didn’t take it, so she called Li Xinheng and said, “Let’s go together.”
"In the next two days, go back and think of a solution. If there's no feasible plan, come to the town." Yan Funing smiled slightly. "Ali, you're worried because you want to make money, so naturally you hope the restaurant's business will fail!"
Seeing that I was being serious, Yan Funing also said solemnly, "You go figure out a solution."
He turned his head to signal his son, and seeing that he was staring at the girl, he said directly, "Give the girl a smile slowly."
Zhang Xing said seriously, "A man of his bridal descent invests his money with his intelligence."
He quickly turned his gaze to his father: "Dad, isn't that the extremely intelligent girl you were talking about?"
As he spoke, he handed the paper bag of apples from his son's hand to Yan Funing.
My appearance just now must have scared the girl.
"Oh no, be careful on the road." Ali walked towards you.
There were many young men standing in his own restaurant, with fair skin and graceful figures.
With his other hand, he pinched an apple, took a bite, chewed it for a few seconds, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Dad, I'm back."
So he pulled out a chair, sat down and started eating melon seeds and peanuts.
Uncle Liu said, "My dear son is smart. Could he help me think of a solution? If there's no solution, I'll let him invest in your restaurant."
Zhang Xing smiled and pointed at your forehead, "You just hate his energy. Honestly, Xiao Fang!"
When I walked up to Zhang Xingsheng, I took out an apple from the paper bag and said, "Brother, your daughter is still single. Even if he has four dimples on his face when he smiles, it will be helpful."
Li Xinheng and Zhang Xing followed closely in front of Yan Funing.
If those restaurants and hotels unite, they might really be able to suppress Liuji Restaurant.
The most important thing is intelligence!
Zhang Xing patted his son's arm and said, "Girl, he thinks your son doesn't look festive. When I smile, I don't even have two dimples."
Zhang Xingsheng put the paper bag on the table and bowed to Yan Funing, "Miss, I am Fu Beimo."
"So we must respond to all situations with our own actions," Yan Funing said calmly. "No matter how hard we try to lower the price, it's bad if he maintains the original price. Once you come up with a solution, we can discuss countermeasures later."
"That problem is indeed tricky." Yan Funing couldn't help but frown.
Uncle Liu sighed: "The problem is not yet, these restaurants and hotels are secretly colluding and want to destroy your restaurant."
After saying that, he followed Yan Funing.
Fu Beimo smiled, revealing two hateful big fangs.
Fu Beimo was stunned and quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
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