In the office.
When his assistant told him that stall number 87 had caused a public outcry because of excessive price reductions, Wu Zhengchuan was furious.
Such an important event as the food festival has turned out like this. If word gets out, how will they be able to hold it in the future?
In this era of widespread internet access, it's all about trending on social media.
Who knows how much time we'll have to clean up this mess later?
"Let's go, let's go to the scene and take a look." Without hesitation, he called his assistant and Li Shangui together.
He wanted to see what was going on.
Handle it promptly; don't let things escalate.
Although Wu Zhengchuan and Li Shangui are in their sixties and seventies, they are still in good health.
In addition, his tall stature gave him a powerful and imposing gait.
Led by their assistant, the three of them immediately headed toward stall number 87.
Before even reaching stall number 87, I could see a large crowd gathered around, all of them very excited.
They were all arguing.
Xie Wei stood in the middle, talking non-stop.
But he seemed quite unconvinced.
Upon seeing Wu Zhengchuan's arrival, everyone present fell silent.
Wu Zhengchuan is the organizer of the Kyoto Food Festival and also a nationally renowned top chef.
Everyone knows him and respects him.
Upon his arrival, the crowd seemed to see a glimmer of hope and greeted him with words of encouragement:
"Old Wu, you must stand up for us! This guy is simply exploiting us."
"Exactly, you tell me, I just bought a steak not long ago, and the price has dropped by more than half. Isn't that a bit much? The key is that all the steaks are the same."
“Mr. Wu, I’m not being unreasonable. I just want a refund for the price difference. You see, online shopping prices drop every half month or even a month and you can get a refund for the price difference. This steak was only bought a few hours ago. Is our request reasonable?”
"Just refund the price difference, and this matter will be over."
Everyone freely expressed their dissatisfaction, and Wu Zhengchuan gained a general understanding of the situation.
It was pretty much as he had guessed.
He turned his head and looked at Xie Wei to the side.
To be honest, he didn't expect Xie Wei to make such a basic mistake.
Lowering prices even once is already a very risky move.
As a result, he dropped twice in just a few hours.
They even lowered the price so much.
Isn't this digging a hole for myself?
Any customer would be angry in such a situation.
It seems he was really pushed to the limit by the stall next door, which is why he did something so irrational.
"What do you have to say about their proposal?" Wu Zhengchuan questioned.
Regardless of whether Xie Wei was right or wrong in lowering prices, he deserves full recognition for the fact that he affected the name of the Kyoto Food Festival.
Xie Wei was rather arrogant and wasn't very worried about Wu Zhengchuan's appearance.
I thought to myself that I was the champion of the previous food festival and a top contender in this competition.
Wu Zhengchuan naturally wouldn't do anything to him.
They're too busy trying to protect him to bear the thought of harming themselves.
Besides, all I did was lower the price; I didn't do anything illegal.
Therefore, he concluded that Wu Zhengchuan would not impose any severe punishment on him.
At most, they'll say a few nice words and act as peacemakers, but in the end, the matter will just fizzle out.
He had seen far too many things like this.
Faced with Wu Zhengchuan's question, Xie Wei was instead thinking of asking Wu Zhengchuan to help him quell the anger of these customers.
He walked up to Wu Zhengchuan in small steps and began to feign pitifulness: "Old Wu, I have no choice. My steaks were selling well, but many people think they are too expensive and say that I am charging high prices and robbing people."
"I was heartbroken to see so many customers hesitate to buy because of the price, so I had no choice but to resort to this measure."
"Look at my steak, I'm practically selling it at a loss right now."
"My intention was to allow more people to enjoy such delicious food; it wasn't intentional."
"Mr. Wu, why don't you explain to everyone that we can postpone the refund for now? I still have a competition to attend."
Xie Wei made up a plausible excuse in an attempt to get Wu Zhengchuan and the surrounding customers to understand him.
Of course, he dared not say that he did this because he was in a price war with Lu Rong.
If this gets out, the situation will probably get out of control again.
Then everyone will ask why the spicy chicken feet vendor next door didn't lower its prices.
Wu Zhengchuan and the others were well aware that Xie Wei was lying.
He just didn't expect that Xie Wei would talk such blatant nonsense.
They didn't take them seriously at all.
"Do you really think we're fools?" Wu Zhengchuan's eyes were sharp as he looked at him intently.
His tone of voice was much higher than before, making people tremble with fear.
Xie Wei really didn't expect Wu Zhengchuan to be so angry.
I originally thought he was just here to make a show of it.
But he was still not convinced and tried to defend himself further.
He was only thinking about getting rid of these troublesome people as quickly as possible. He was aiming to win the Kyoto Food Festival and couldn't afford to waste time.
Lu Rong's sales are still increasing, while mine have completely stalled.
Moreover, because of this group of people causing trouble, he still had a lot of steaks left unsold.
If these things aren't sold today, it's not good to keep them until tomorrow.
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