"Health is the foundation of everything; work and rest should be balanced."
That was all the advice Ruan Qiushui could offer.
For a moment, I didn't know if it was my own strong personal charisma as a leader, or Zhou Yitian's strong affinity for working people.
She has no other way to compensate, so she should just give him a raise.
"By the way, is the house I asked to be renovated and decorated all done yet?"
Ruan Qiushui owns quite a few houses.
Besides her maternal grandfather's enormous inheritance, there were also the money she received for her wedding and from her grandparents during holidays.
This time, she wants to use the organic food in the space to open a high-end private restaurant.
The store was specially located in a courtyard house with pavilions and towers.
Guests who visit the restaurant will not only be able to enjoy state banquet-level cuisine, but also admire the beautiful scenery reminiscent of Suzhou and Hangzhou.
"Everything is decorated and set up, and the staff has been arranged."
In the past two months, he not only found three descendants of imperial chefs, but also formed a high-level song and dance troupe.
It will not only be a feast for the taste buds, but also a feast for the eyes and ears.
"good."
Ruan Qiushui wanted to give Zhou Yi a thumbs up for his efficiency.
"Sister Qiu, when do you think would be a good time for us to open? Also, what about the ingredients we need, and how about the supply?"
The three descendants of imperial chefs that Zhou Yi found were extremely skilled.
Such a highly skilled person is not someone you can easily invite.
If Ruan Qiushui hadn't had Zhou Yi bring a basket full of fruits, vegetables, meat, and seafood from the space, the three of them wouldn't have agreed so easily.
Zhou Yi had made a bold promise that the ingredients supplied by their Imperial Kitchen would be of the same standard, which is why they agreed to come here.
The three descendants of imperial chefs are not short of money, but they lack good ingredients to let them showcase their talents.
If the quality of the ingredients cannot be guaranteed, they might just quit and leave on the spot.
"Don't worry about the food supply; we guarantee they'll be satisfied."
Getting some ingredients was just a small thing for her when she went in and out of the space.
"As for our opening date, it's the same as always, a week from now."
"This publicity campaign can't be the same as last time."
Yu Shan Fang specializes in state banquet-level gourmet dishes and targets customers mainly in the middle and high-end classes.
The previous extensive advertising campaign by Gujin Auction House was merely a publicity stunt. For this quiet, private, and elegant restaurant in the heart of the city, sending invitations is far more appropriate.
"You're doing this..."
Ruan Qiushui commissioned Zhou Yi to create custom invitations, with a master calligrapher writing the designs. She then sent invitations, along with illustrated menus and brochures, to all the prominent figures in the capital.
The menus prepared by the imperial chefs all used the finest ingredients.
Even the most ordinary ginseng chicken soup is made by simmering ginseng that is fifty years old.
She believed that those people would be tempted after seeing the menu.
"In addition, our Imperial Cuisine only serves ten tables of guests each day at noon and in the evening. Dishes and banquets must be booked in advance, and only one table can be booked at a time. We do not accept private banquets."
"We will focus our promotion on our environment, services, and the skills of our chefs."
Ruan Qiushui chatted with Zhou Yi for a while longer about work-related matters, then left before the auction ended.
"Ms. Ruan, please wait a moment."
As Ruan Qiushui descended to the second floor, she saw a man emerge from the private room on her left and block her way.
"Who are you?"
Ruan Qiushui looked at him somewhat unfamiliarly and didn't know why the man had stopped her.
“Ms. Ruan, hello, I am He Fangbo from the He family.”
The eldest son of the He family stepped forward and extended his right hand to shake hands with Ruan Qiushui.
"So you're a distinguished guest of the He family. May I ask what brings you here?"
Ruan Qiushui reached out, touched it, and then withdrew, making a token gesture.
Upon hearing this person mention the He family, she immediately remembered them.
He Fangbo, isn't that the family that won the thousand-year-old purple ginseng last time?
Is the person stopping me now trying to get my hands on ginseng, or tea?
"I dare not accept the title of honored guest. I have achieved some success, but I am no match for Ms. Ruan."
"I apologize for this intrusion. Firstly, I want to thank you for the tea you sent, and secondly, I have long been curious about Ms. Ruan and would like to have a chat about our life ideals."
He Fangbo stepped aside to make way for the private room behind him and extended his hand to Ruan Qiushui in a gentlemanly manner.
Whether it was the Gujin Auction House under Ruan Qiushui's name or the Xueji skincare products, the more he learned about them, the more he felt that this woman was not simple.
During the auction, He Fangbo happened to see Ruan Qiushui go up to the third floor, so he paid special attention to the commotion upstairs, hoping to have a face-to-face chat with her.
"OK."
Ruan Qiushui nodded; this auction house was her territory, and it was perfectly safe.
It was during this conversation about life ideals that Ruan Qiushui would have thought she had encountered a lecherous man if it weren't for his clear eyes and non-sleazy appearance.
Inside the private room, apart from He Fangbo, there was no one else. Ruan Qiushui sat directly in the seat where there was no teacup, leaning back in her chair.
"Is there anything you'd like to discuss?"
Ruan Qiushui was also unsure of what this person wanted.
"What do you want to talk about? I'm just curious about what methods Ms. Ruan has used to not only make Snow Skin so popular throughout the country, but also to make Gujin Auction House famous."
He Fangbo poured Ruan Qiushui a cup of tea.
Although Ruan Qiushui's Xueji brand has not established branches and stores throughout the country, its products have long been sold all over the country through Shunfeng Shunshui Transportation Team.
And then there's the auction house, Gujin Auction House, which, just when they thought no treasure could surpass the previous closing item, had their vision refreshed once again.
The channels through which Gujin Auction House acquires its auction items are truly enviable.
"Just as Mr. He said, it's nothing more than a small achievement."
Ruan Qiushui smiled indifferently, saying it was not worth mentioning.
This is just the beginning; her grand business plan is only halfway through.
"I heard that Ms. Ruan owns a house that was recently renovated and she even hired three chefs. Is she planning to open a restaurant?"
He Fangbo didn't expect that his humble words would be used by Ruan Qiushui to shut him up, so he had no choice but to change the subject.
"That's right, the grand opening is next week. We hope Mr. He will come and support us."
Ruan Qiushui raised an eyebrow, surprised that the He family was so well-informed.
"Definitely, definitely."
"Actually, I quite admire Ms. Ruan's business acumen and methods. If possible, please feel free to ask me if you need any investment opportunities in the future."
He Fangbo took a sip of tea and extended an olive branch to Ruan Qiushui.
The He family is incredibly wealthy, thanks to their numerous coal mines that generate a continuous stream of income.
In Shanxi, a large portion of the operations were orchestrated by the He family behind the scenes.
They have a lot of money, but their income streams are limited. It would be even better if they could diversify their income sources and make their money grow.
He had someone thoroughly investigate Ruan Qiushui's background. Although Shen Yongjun was there and dared not overstep his bounds, he still learned everything he needed to know.
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