But that makes sense. If you could just grow an ordinary chili pepper and sell it for over sixty yuan a kilogram, that would be utterly absurd.
Even if it's as I think, if the price of my slow-food restaurant's boxed meals meets the meal standards, then participating in the bidding for that project is justifiable. No matter which situation it is, I won't suffer any losses.
That spicy hot pot looks exactly like the "ghost-fearing" chili pepper that Aunt Li mentioned!
What caught Mr. Xu's attention in the blog post was not the daily order distribution and refund progress, nor the daily food preparation videos, but the account's initial post—"Hellish Braised Dishes Made by China's No. 1 Spicy Hot Pot."
My gaze moved upwards, landing on the larger font above the project name.
The address of Xu An Slow Food Restaurant in the published document was exactly the same as the address I had just recorded.
That was the first time I'd ever seen a project named after a region in a bidding process.
As he scrolled through the pages, Mr. Xu came across the announcement that the "Xu An Braised Food" Taobao store was no longer available for sale. Following that message, the webpage redirected to the "Xu An Braised Food" Taobao store page.
“They’ve gone wrong.” The woman suddenly sighed. “Your company is in Haiyang City next door, only two kilometers away from Haiyang City. But Xu An Slow Food Restaurant only does business in Haiyang City and delivers to your area. If you’re going to do that, you’ll have to submit an application to your superiors to change the catering company.”
As he flipped through the pages, Mr. Xu's trust in Yanfu hadn't diminished to its peak; the excitement in his eyes grew increasingly evident.
Back in his luxurious office, Mr. Xu turned on his old computer, which rattled like a tractor, and used the 2G-like internet speed to search for information about Wei Kezhi.
Before hanging up the phone, the woman sitting opposite Han Yuanping asked with a hint of disinterest, "Was the order just placed by the owner of Haishi Xu'an Slow Food Restaurant?"
The deadline for the "Xu An Catering Headquarters Design Contest" is 5 PM tonight, and there are 17 hours left until the deadline.
Thinking of that, Wei Ke took out a white pen from his pocket, drew a solid seven-pointed star in front of the project name, closed the document and handed it back to Wang Fulong: "Manager Wang, that project needs to be closely monitored, so he can put less effort into it."
But when the scorpions were fully grown and it was time for our company to acquire them, overnight, all the staff disappeared, leaving not even a piece of paper outside the company.
"Forget it, forget it. What interest do you have in braised food? Let's just hope that Wei Kezhi can become weak and insignificant and eventually leave Shanghai!"
[...Providing catering services for the elderly in the Nanyuan area...Lunch costs seven yuan, with a government subsidy of eight yuan, making the meal standard four yuan per meal...]
Scrolling further down, the frequency of "[Hellish Braised Food]" appearing under that account decreased, and there were fewer and fewer comments from netizens that didn't mention "Hellish Braised Food".
Mr. Xu had expected it to take a long time to find even a tiny bit of information online, and he was even prepared to find absolutely nothing.
The eighth link led to a webpage with an account called "Xu An Catering," but the account's posts didn't mention either Xu An Slow Food Shop or Wei Ke Braised Food Shop.
Xu'an Slow Food Restaurant on Zijing South Road, owner Yanfu, over fourteen years old, delivery service, company catering, etc.
They spoke with such sincerity, signed all the necessary contracts, and even set up an office in the local area. Later, they not only provided free feed to the villagers but also sent specialized technicians to the countryside to teach them how to raise livestock. From beginning to end, it all seemed incredibly genuine.
"Boss, those are the companies or organizations you planned to bid on last week. Check if there are any adjustments needed. If not, then you can submit your bids according to the previous order of the list in that document." Wang Fulong compiled the bad bidding information he had found yesterday into a document and handed it to Yan Fu.
Since the design team had a solution for the time being, Yanfu took out his phone and called Han Yuanping, the uncle of Xinyang Shangchu Technology Co., Ltd., to purchase seven vacuum compressors, two eight-meter-long vegetable and fruit processing lines, and a series of equipment needed for the new store.
Mr. Xu was worried that Li Sixin wasn't that kind of person; he was just using a different scam to commit fraud.
The number of products on the page is small, but the sales volume displayed above each product exceeds 70,000 and is heading straight for 70,000! The number of reviews outside the product page is also very small, but there are many reviews with pictures, and the background of each picture is the same!
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