Chapter 12 Gluttony! Feast! Extravagance! Meat! Aroma! Overflowing!
Zhang Mo drove his new car, taking the three little wolves to "Haiyan".
The three little wolves sat in the back seat, curiously examining the new car and occasionally letting out exclamations of admiration. For them, this was already a luxury car they had never experienced before.
At 3 p.m., they arrived at the business district where "Haiyan" was located. After parking their car in the underground garage, they took the elevator to the top floor, where Boss Chen was already waiting at the door. When he saw Zhang Mo coming over, he immediately came up to her with a warm smile on his face: "President Zhang, welcome, welcome, please come in."
Zhang Mo politely shook hands with Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen, hello. I hope our cooperation today will be pleasant."
"Definitely, definitely." Mr. Chen said as he led them inside, introducing the restaurant's specialties and today's schedule.
The three little wolves stood in the fresh food section, letting out adoring screams of surprise at the king crabs and baby lobsters.
It's understandable, after all, they've lived in the mountains since birth, and when they came to the city, they mostly ate ordinary takeout, and they've never really eaten these high-end seafood.
The restaurant's interior was luxurious, with every detail exuding sophistication and taste. At this time, there were no customers, only uniformed servers bustling about preparing dishes. Their movements were skilled and swift, each person focused intently on their work without a moment's slackening.
Mr. Chen, in his thirties, was dressed in a three-piece suit, his hair neatly combed. His smile and demeanor were exemplary of the service industry: "We plan to broadcast simultaneously on two platforms. One is our own official account on another short video platform, and the other is the live streaming account of the three of you. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has any issues with that?"
Zhang Mo: "No problem."
This request is reasonable, given that "Shanhai Live" has a pitifully small user base compared to other platforms. Not to mention, Zhang Mo had just confirmed before coming that "Shanhai Live" hadn't even developed a shopping cart function, lagging behind other platforms by at least five versions.
Zhang Mo's memo now has three unfinished items—
1. Urge the technical department to optimize the registration process.
2. Add high-value gifts.
3. Add shopping cart function.
In fact, besides these three, there is another item that is pinned to the top: asking the descendants of Shennong to appear and beg for medical treatment.
Haha, not a single one was completed.
Behind Mr. Chen was a young woman dressed in a smart business suit with an employee badge around her neck, who said she was the marketing manager of their store, named Xu Wen.
The moment Zhang Mo saw her, she felt strangely familiar. Upon hearing her name, she guessed that she might be related to Xu Jing, but since it was their first meeting, she didn't ask any further questions.
Compared to the clear-headed Xu Jing, Xu Wen looked much more mature and capable, and led them to sit down at a round table for eight that had already been set up.
The table was already set with their restaurant's most classic dishes, a dazzling array that made one's mouth water.
Then Xu Wen took out four identical scripts for them to review.
The group-buying price they're offering this time is the lowest they've ever offered before, dropping from over 800 to 666 in one go. Sales should pick up.
Xu Wen smiled warmly: "This is the general schedule for our live broadcast today. If you have any comments, please feel free to share them, and we can make changes immediately."
Mr. Chen: "Yes."
The three little wolves didn't even glance at it, taking it and casually tossing it aside before their eyes lit up at the things on the table. Their attention was completely drawn to the food on the table; they had no interest in the script whatsoever.
"Can we eat now?" Lang Xing couldn't help but ask.
"Probably not. I've seen other people eat only after the live stream starts," Lang Yue replied.
"My question is, can I have more after I finish eating?" Lang Xing continued.
"..." Xu Wen's smile was a little stiff, and he looked at Zhang Mo, who was the only one who was seriously reading the script, as if seeking help.
Zhang Mo didn't even look up and said, "This script is no good, there are too many lines."
Xu Wen: "Oh, that can be adjusted. If Mr. Zhang feels that some things are difficult to say, we can simplify them."
Mr. Chen also said, "It's normal to need some time to adjust during our first collaboration. No problem, we'll take it slow..."
Zhang Mo: "Deleted them all, they can't read."
Xu Wen: "......"
Boss Chen: "......"
The two exchanged a brief glance—
Xu Wen hesitated: Boss, have you been scammed? Have you paid?
Mr. Chen's eyes widened in hesitation: Not yet...
Zhang Mo accurately read the two men's eyes, but didn't care. She simply said to the three little wolves, "It's quite hot in here, take off your coats."
As wolves, the three of them were naturally not afraid of the cold at all, but in order not to stand out too much, they specially wore classic black long down jackets.
Hearing that he could take off his clothes now, he immediately let loose, throwing his down jacket aside to reveal his lean body wearing a white sports vest underneath.
"Wow..." came the unanimous whispers of amazement from the waitresses behind us.
Xu Wen: "".
How to put it? Right now, only eight words are on her mind—
Gluttony! Feast! Abundance! Meat! Aroma! Overflowing!
The premium tomahawk steak on the table doesn't even look appetizing now!
So what if you can't read? You look like this. Even if you can't read, it's still a problem with the characters!
Seeing this, Boss Chen felt a little relieved, since he had initially been attracted to the looks and physiques of these three women: "Change it, according to Boss Zhang's requirements."
Xu Wen stood up: "Then how about this, I'll bring the computer over and make the changes on the spot. Mr. Zhang, please take a look."
After Zhang Mo agreed, Xu Wen walked towards the back workshop.
Lang Xing couldn't resist trying to break off the king crab's large claws. He was slapped by Lang Ri.
Faced with this childish behavior, Boss Chen was very generous: "It's okay, eat whatever you want, we'll bring more if you're still hungry."
Zhang Mo: "No, let them eat as much as they want. The king crabs your store has stocked up on today won't be enough for the three of them to go through. Have the kitchen give each of them two bowls of fried rice to tide them over, and they can eat more later."
“...Okay.” Boss Chen agreed and communicated briefly with the kitchen staff using his walkie-talkie.
At this moment, Xu Wen also came over carrying an Apple laptop.
Mr. Chen pointed to an eight-person table next to him: "This table is already full; it probably won't fit the computer. Let's go to that table to talk..."
Zhang Mo looked over and had just said "Hmm" when she heard a loud bang!
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