I plan to have Tang Xiaolong treat them to good food, drinks, and fun these next few days.
But to my surprise, on the very first day, they already sensed something was wrong.
Team Leader Xiao and the other three exchanged glances, swallowed hard, and looked at Tang Xiaolong again. They realized that he was just a young man who was not even twenty years old. How could they, a group of people in their thirties, be afraid of him?
Whether it was age that gave Team Leader Xiao the courage, he immediately stood up and slammed his hand on the table.
Snap!
Clang!
Several cups fell to the ground instantly, startling the other three people.
Team Leader Xiao pointed at Tang Xiaolong's nose and sneered, "Heh heh, kid, I asked you to treat me to dinner to give you face. Don't think you can act tough just because you treated us to two meals. I'll tell you the truth today. The beer you're buying is only 80 cents a liter. Believe me or not, I'll make sure all the breweries in Hangzhou stop selling beer to you. 80 cents a liter, take it or leave it."
The second half of the speech is largely exaggerated.
If he really had that ability, he wouldn't just be sitting in the position of sales team leader; he would have been promoted to factory manager or deputy factory manager long ago.
Even the director of Donghu Brewery wouldn't dare to make such a bold statement as telling other breweries to stop selling their products.
He just felt that Tang Xiaolong in front of him was young and easy to bully.
Bang!
A loud bang echoed throughout the entire state-run restaurant.
Then came a painful cry: "Ouch!"
"Ouch~ Someone hit me."
"They're fighting! They're fighting!"
"Help! There's a fight!"
...
The three people who came with Team Leader Xiao immediately shrank into the corner and started screaming.
Just now, Tang Xiaolong couldn't stand what Team Leader Xiao said, so he picked up a bottle from the table and smashed it at Team Leader Xiao.
Yes, the Moutai bottle is quite sturdy.
They cracked open Team Leader Xiao's head, but the bottle remained intact.
Tang Xiaolong's face was contorted with rage. Holding a bloodstained bottle of Moutai, he pointed at Team Leader Xiao and said, "I'll remember you, Xiao. If you can make a living in Donghu District from now on, I, Tang Xiaolong, will take your surname."
Two waiters came after I called out.
Seeing the scene in the private room, they didn't dare to breathe. In this day and age, even if someone had no power, they couldn't afford to offend someone who could cause trouble in a state-run restaurant.
A laborer cannot be compared to a customer dining at a high-end restaurant.
People might not earn as much as they do in a month of work as they do in one meal here.
After making those harsh words, Tang Xiaolong turned around and threw away the bottle.
Clang!
The Moutai bottle was thrown heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the liquor inside soaked a large area of the ground.
Tang Xiaolong walked out of the private room with a dashing air and pulled out five ten-yuan bills from his pocket, handing them to the waiter: "Check, please."
After saying those two words, he left without looking back.
Actually, this meal shouldn't have cost fifty yuan at all, at most thirty-something yuan. The fifty yuan mentioned here includes the cost of cleaning the private room. After all, we made such a mess of their private room, and quite a few glasses were broken.
Just as Tang Xiaolong finished paying, Xiao, the team leader, screamed from inside: "Ouch, it hurts! Call the police right now! I want to arrest that kid and put him in jail! It hurts so much!"
Half an hour later, all sorts of people entered the state-run restaurant.
Some were wearing green clothes, some were wearing Zhongshan suits, and some were wearing white clothes.
Fighting and causing trouble in a state-run restaurant is no small matter. After finding out where Team Leader Xiao and the others worked, the man in green notified the leaders of the East Lake Brewery and also called the doctor in white to take them to the hospital.
Meanwhile, Tang Xiaolong was wandering aimlessly along the roadside, filled with self-doubt.
I'm deeply reflecting on whether there's really a problem with my way of doing things.
Inviting people to dinner and drinks—isn't that a must when they're discussing business?
Trying to please the other party.
Which step went wrong?
Why did Jiang He's matter not get resolved, and why did Ye Xiaoxin's matter also get messed up?
We used this method when we expanded our stalls before, and it went very smoothly.
What exactly went wrong?
If Ye Beiping were here, he would definitely answer the question.
The vendors he found were mostly unsophisticated, practically petty thugs who spent their days idly with their hands in their pockets, oblivious to the vastness of the world.
These people will follow you if you give them some benefits. Give them 10,000, and at least half of them will be bold enough to go and kill someone.
Jiang He and Ye Xiaoxin were facing a group of cunning old foxes who mingled in these circles every day seeking personal gain.
Dealing with these people through meals and drinks is a minor matter; the most important thing is to get them to sign the contract. That's real skill, that's real ability.
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