Chapter 301 Things aren't looking good!
The live broadcast hosted by Xu Heping was proceeding normally; after Zhao Yanda's video was broadcast, the data of Xu's Braised Food Taobao Store also began to rebound; everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, returning to its former orderly state.
After carefully reviewing the current situation of the store, Xu An began to ponder the meaning of the message his second grandfather had told him the previous night.
What my second grandfather said seemed clear at first glance, but upon closer examination, it became somewhat ambiguous.
Does the "choose one of two" option mean promoting either the two-yuan fast food model or the two-yuan canteen model, or does it mean letting consumers vote to decide which model to use?
Although Xu An was more inclined towards the first scenario, the second scenario was more likely to come true in reality.
It's been a week since we started our partnership with Nanyuan Community. I wonder how well the retirees in Nanyuan Community accept Xu's Fast Food?
Xu An looked up at the others bustling about in the office. Gu Jiayi was handling refunds and returns caused by the recent incident; Tang Wen was monitoring the live stream data and manipulating online commenters to guide the chat; Lu Shengnan was in Hezibao; Wang Fulong had gone to a bidding meeting; and Lu Ziyue was busy with loading and unloading goods...
After a moment's thought, Xu An realized he had once again become the most idle person in the office...
Okay, then go by yourself!
Although my age and appearance are a disadvantage in the business world, they are a great advantage when conducting private investigations and interviews, as it is very difficult to gain the trust of interviewees.
"Hey, who is it!" Stepmother sighed, then magically produced a glass of plain water and said smugly, "So you brought a glass of plain water, you can rinse the spicy food in it later!"
"What investigation?" A young woman in the crowd scrutinized Xu Shi from head to toe before finally speaking up.
After carefully reviewing the tender documents, I found that the terms on the outside were very clear: regardless of whether it was a boxed meal model or a canteen model, the subsidy portion was exactly the same, and there were clauses regarding additional subsidies...
"Families, line up one by one! There will be more or less boxed meals, don't rush! The young man already knows today's boxed meal dishes, but you still have to repeat them: the main dish is spicy diced chicken, and the side dishes are stir-fried shredded pork with seven-season beans and scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."
"That's true. It's fine to eat for free now, but when you have to pay later, you might as well eat in the cafeteria!"
The young master chatted with Xu Shi for a while until Xu An's slow-cooked food cart drove away from the area, only then did the young master let Xu Shi leave.
After telling everyone that he would go out if he had nothing to do and to call him directly if there was nothing important, Xu borrowed an employee's electric scooter and drove towards the Nanyuan District.
"Oh, he works at Xu An Slow Food Restaurant!" The doorman, seeing the occupation Xu wrote on the registration form, immediately started chatting with her: "What's he here for?"
"Oh, spicy chicken cubes? That dish is a bit too spicy, isn't it? Next time I'll be greedy and eat a few less pieces, or my stomach will hurt all morning."
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"Slow food? Does the young master mean the slow food restaurant inside?" Guan Sha stopped taking notes and asked shyly, holding her notebook with both hands.
The young man's words seemed to touch a nerve with everyone, and the young man started arguing about whether the cafeteria was worse or the boxed meals were worse.
"The food at their shop is really delicious, the vegetables and meat are all very fresh, we can eat with peace of mind and without worry!" Before praising it off, the young man suddenly changed his tone: "No, it's just that they could make more spicy dishes. Once a week is enough to satisfy our cravings, but seven days a week is more than one spicy dish. Our stomachs can't take that kind of stimulation!"
After wandering around the Qiyuan canteen and pretending to record her observations, Xu left the canteen, said goodbye to the young master and his wife who were still arguing, and then rode her electric bike to the Nanyuan District.
Ms. Xu also realized the problem: the meals she prepared were originally designed for construction workers, not the heavy, oily, and salty dishes typical of her restaurant; she had shifted her focus to catering to commuters, as younger people were less accepting of various cuisines, and spicy dishes and side dishes were quite popular...
Upon hearing that Xu was there to investigate the satisfaction level of the Seven Yuan Canteen or to promote some product, the young master and his wife immediately became cold and indifferent, responding to Xu's questions one after another.
People as open-minded as those two young masters and mistresses are few and far between; a small number of people stop complaining as soon as they hear "spicy diced chicken".
"Look, it's not wrong that there aren't any buildings around here in the neighborhood office area, but using them as a canteen is exactly the worst thing you can do!"
In mid-October, while other cities had not yet entered autumn, the weather in Haishi was quite different from that of summer, with the temperature still below 87 degrees Celsius. When Xu arrived at the entrance of the Nanyuan District, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Similar to the Nanshe area, the Nanyuan area is more lenient in its management. People like Guan Sha, whose background is clearly established, need to show their ID cards and register to relocate into the area. When she saw the registration form asking for her occupation, she immediately changed her identity and became a salesperson for Xu An Slow Food Restaurant.
Before writing down the key words of the young man's argument in her notebook, Xu asked a few questions based on her status, then walked into the Qiyuan Canteen with her hands behind her back. Like a leader on an inspection tour, she strolled around the canteen, paying special attention to the dishes posted outside.
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