I stood on the rooftop for a while.
Yang Yue then left.
She decided to go to her father's company right now and bring it up with him.
She also studied finance.
Naturally, I understand the importance of cutting losses in time.
The truth is undeniable, but when faced with real-life situations, how many people can truly put it into practice?
This involves a sunk cost.
The father of the Yang family has put a lot of effort and high hopes into the chain of hot pot restaurants, so it's easier said than done to get him to give up.
What brings you here?
Seeing his daughter enter the office, Yang Yujiang was somewhat surprised: "Did Gao Yan agree to meet?"
"No!"
Yang Yue shook her head: "Dad, I advise you to give up. Even if you meet him, he won't sell you the hot pot base!"
Yang Yujiang's face darkened, a sense of resentment welling up inside him: "How will we know if we don't try?"
At the same time, a sinister thought also welled up in his mind: if he couldn't beat Brothers Hot Pot Restaurant head-on, he could always take action in secret.
He wasn't unaware of these underhanded tactics, but rather unwilling to use them.
After all, nothing stays hidden forever. If he defeats Brothers Hot Pot Restaurant fair and square, that's one thing, but if he uses underhanded means to destroy it, the Cheng family will probably fight him to the death.
"Dad, he gave us a suggestion!"
Yang Yue hesitated before speaking.
What suggestion?
“Sell all our shops to Cheng Hao so we can cut our losses!” Yang Yue said, even though their hot pot restaurant business has been significantly affected.
However, Brothers Hot Pot has not yet expanded to all cities in the province.
Even in cities without Brothers Hot Pot restaurants, their business is still quite good.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yujiang's expression immediately changed: "That's impossible!"
Yang Yue advised, "Dad, unless we can find a soup base that surpasses our brother's hot pot restaurant right now, how long can we hold out once they expand throughout the province? If we give up now, we can still make a profit; otherwise...!"
"Alright!"
Yang Yujiang rudely interrupted his daughter, his resolve growing stronger: "That Cheng Hao is just a little kid, do you think I can't outmaneuver him!"
"I see!"
Yang Yue was somewhat disappointed; there was nothing she could do if her father disagreed.
On the other side.
Pulled along by Cheng Hao, Gao Yan arrived at the edge of the military training field, where they were happily eating ice cream.
certainly.
They weren't the only two to do this.
The most outrageous thing was that four girls had somehow gotten hold of a small table, on which were placed frozen watermelons and frozen drinks, and each of them was holding a creamy ice cream, which they were happily licking.
Meanwhile, the freshmen who were undergoing military training under the scorching sun cursed under their breath when they saw their seniors like this.
Cheng Hao, that fat guy, is a jerk.
He licked the ice cream while deliberately making a loud noise.
This caused the freshmen to glare at him angrily, but instead of feeling ashamed, he looked smug.
"Haozi, is this interesting?"
Gao Yan couldn't stand it anymore.
“Interesting, very interesting. Don’t forget, we went through the same thing back then. It’s called passing it down from generation to generation!” Cheng Hao said proudly. “It was also the first lesson that the seniors taught them, letting them know what it means to be treacherous.”
Upon hearing this, Gao Yan couldn't help but laugh and cry. Memories from two years ago flashed through his mind. During their military training, some senior students were eating ice cream, frozen drinks, and fruit on the edge of the playground.
"Let's go, I have no interest in playing here with you any longer!"
Gao Yan ate the last small piece of ice cream, patted his bottom, and stood up.
"Hey, wait a minute! I heard there are two stunning beauties among this year's female students!" Cheng Hao shouted quickly.
"Not interested!"
Gao Yan left after saying just one sentence.
"cut!"
Cheng Hao secretly curled his lip. Wasn't Chen Youwei a junior?
A short while later.
Gao Yan arrived at the snack street.
With the start of the school year, milk tea shops are once again booming.
The three employees in the shop were all busy making milk tea.
However, Chen Youwei was sitting at a table with a boy, talking about something.
"You've come!"
Upon seeing Gao Yan, Chen Youwei quickly stood up and pointed to the boy, introducing him as, "This is Xu Heng, the minister of our student union's external relations department!"
"Is something the matter, Xu?"
Gao Yan waved to Chen Youwei, signaling her to go and help, and then sat down in her original spot.
"Are you the owner of this shop?"
Xu Heng asked, his tone slightly stiff.
"Is there a problem?"
Gao Yan asked.
He had some understanding of the student union's external relations department, which usually focused on securing sponsorships. However, as far as he knew, the head of the school's external relations department was a girl.
Has the person been replaced?
"no problem!"
Xu Heng forced a smile: "Gao, it's like this. As you know, we have to hold a welcome party for every new student, but we need funds to hold the party, so..."
"So you're here to solicit sponsorships, right?"
Gao Yan interrupted.
Xu Heng said, "That's the idea, but we won't take your sponsorship for nothing. We'll put up a banner to help promote your store!"
"Okay, then I'll sponsor you with 5,000 yuan!" Gao said.
It's not uncommon for the external relations department to solicit sponsorships. Businesses in the food street usually give a small token of appreciation, ranging from a thousand to a few hundred yuan.
Gao Yan giving 5,000 yuan is already a very large sum of money.
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