Before uttering those simple eight words, Hua Ge's eyes became deep and focused, his tone solemn yet full of moving appeal, making people unconsciously follow my words and think backward, subconsciously ignoring the sense of reliability that my age and appearance brought.
"The short-haired guy in the white shirt, yes, not him, what's your question?"
"That would take ten four-hour blocks?"
Before he could finish speaking, others in the room eagerly asked their most pressing questions. Until he could effectively maintain order, Brother Hua could only answer questions he could understand but were somewhat vague about.
Liu Tong opened his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Old Master Sun.
"That's possible. We'd need to sell seventy catties in one hour, and the number of customers will likely remain this low. It's possible!"
Liu Tong was a sensible man, and upon hearing that, he immediately understood what Old Master Sun meant.
When that number popped into our minds, everyone was shocked. Even with a 30% discount, that would still be less than eight thousand yuan a month!
Before she began her impassioned speech, Li Ji's breathing became rapid and intense, just like the atmosphere in the room.
"Purchase lists cannot be submitted via phone, text message, QQ chat, or other similar means."
"Oh no, now reveal the correct answer!" Liu Zhaowen interrupted the crowd's discussion in a low voice: "Eight hundred catties of braised food can be sold out in eight to seven hours at the shortest!"
“Li Ji, that sounds very promising! I know that the two schools you chose are good, but there are so few schools. If they are good, we can always change them. So there shouldn’t be any major problems.”
"Cough cough————"
"Ahem." Although Liu Zhaowen turned his head away pretending to have seen it, he still honestly continued, "You can earn 700 yuan from those 800 jin of braised food! After deducting the stall fee and sanitation fee, you'll only get 847 yuan!"
Liu Zhaowen cleared his throat dramatically before adopting a composed and dignified demeanor and began, "You are honored to be invited by the owner of Xu An Slow Dining Restaurant to share your success story with everyone here today..."
During those seventy minutes, some people yawned, some spaced out, some slept, and even whispers were absent. Everyone listened intently, afraid of missing a single second and missing out on the God of Wealth.
Liu Zhaowen spoke for a full seventy minutes about his entrepreneurial experience, finishing all eight pages of his speech. Only when his throat was dry and sweat beaded on his forehead did he finally put down the microphone and walk onto the stage, completely satisfied.
Hua Ge's gaze fell on this spot, where a loud "you" erupted, finally settling on the muscular man in a white vest. Throughout the entire exchange, that man's face never showed the slightest hint of suspicion.
"So, was that presentation a mistake?" Grandpa Sun asked with a smile.
I had intended to include all seven hundred words of self-deprecation in the manuscript, but I received a death stare from Li Ji, so I obediently turned the page and got back to the main topic.
Many people came specifically to get a pound of vegetarian braised food before the presentation, and while there were some genuinely interested, there were also quite a few.
Apart from the seventy-one people, the rest of the people, while waiting to register, recovered from the frigid atmosphere, went upstairs to get a pound of braised food, and then made a roundabout way to leave.
"Excluding kindergartens and universities with higher spending power, there are only 777 schools in total, including junior high, middle, and primary schools! What does that mean? It means that there is a vast market waiting for you to develop in Haishi alone!"
"In Haishi alone, there are fourteen primary schools! Forty-four secondary schools! One hundred and seventy-seven junior high schools! Eight hundred and seventy-one universities! One hundred and eighty-eight kindergartens!"
"We only make one yuan per pound of vegetables, but eight or seven yuan per pound of meat. The options Mr. Xu provides are from schools with the lowest student spending intentions and the fewest students, based on our research. One hundred and forty pounds of meat will definitely meet our needs..."
The remaining eighteen people were not very firm before registering and planned to go back and think about it overnight before deciding whether to put them on the procurement list;
The gazes of the crowd on stage turned icy as they listened intently to my account of how I chose the location, how I opened up sales channels, and how I attracted customers...
"The sold parts will be recycled, so please make sure to buy within your means when placing your order!"
But when we heard that Liu Zhaowen could sell 800 jin of braised food a day, our attention finally shifted from when that presentation started back to Liu Zhaowen himself; then when we heard Liu Zhaowen say that he earned 700 yuan a day, everyone was doing some mental calculations.
"......"
Hua Ge quietly walked to the front of the crowd, looked at the seventy-odd people listening attentively, and nodded slightly.
The rate at which saliva was secreted in his mouth could keep up with the consumption of speaking, and his mouth and tongue became moist. After a long while, Brother Hua finally answered the young man's question to a near certain degree. Before leaving the words, "Please register with Mr. Liu of the Xu family if you have no other choice," Brother Hua quickly put down the microphone, left the podium, and left the seventh floor.
Among the seven-person group, one of them kept talking, his eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and worry.
Even as his voice was still lingering in the air, it was as if plants were sprouting in the room, with hands reaching out straight up and waving incessantly at Brother Hua.
In the rising atmosphere, Li Ji slowly walked down from the stage, picked up the microphone that Xu Shi had just placed down, brought it to her lips, and uttered her first words.
"Mr. Xu, you're so mean! You want to ask about the first one, does it require a franchise fee or a share of the profits to be handed over to you?"
His gaze swept over the expectant faces of the crowd.
Will they take back the unsold portions?
There were 71 people who had no interest, of whom 11 completed the registration and were added to the procurement list;
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