As he spoke, Zhang Laifu looked at Jiang Wanwan with a resentful expression. "My dear niece, are you perhaps so busy developing the mosquito coil business that you've forgotten you also have a share in our family restaurant?"
These words did indeed sound somewhat resentful and aggrieved.
Jiang Wanwan looked at Zhang Laifu with amusement, "Uncle Laifu, how could I forget our restaurant? Look, what's this?"
She pulled a blue book out of her crossbody bag.
Zhang Laifu took the blue book and looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Niece, what's this?"
"I've come up with these improvement strategies for our restaurant after careful consideration. Please take them back and study them."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Laifu eagerly opened the blue book in his hand. On the first page, several large characters were written in a flamboyant style. He read them aloud in surprise, "Laifu Restaurant Growth Strategy?"
"Yes, that's right. I'll explain in detail how to make our Laifu Restaurant a hit, covering aspects like site selection, menu design, employee management, service strategy, and marketing. There are detailed plans inside; you can study them."
Regarding location, you can skip this step for now; we can consider it later when we open a branch.
Zhang Laifu was overjoyed. He carefully turned to the second page and began to browse.
At a glance, Zhang Laifu's attention was instantly drawn. He suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly, "Oh~ I see. How come I didn't think of that?"
"Uncle Laifu, this is the latest recipe. It has detailed steps and the amount of seasonings. Please give it to Uncle Fugui to practice his cooking skills."
In terms of running a restaurant, Zhang Laifu has far more practical experience than she does. With his experience combined with modern marketing strategies and recipes, she believes that it won't be long before Laifu Restaurant's business becomes even more booming than the neighboring Laixiang Restaurant.
"Uncle Laifu? Uncle Laifu!" Jiang Wanwan called out several times, but Zhang Laifu's eyes were still glued to the blue book.
Left with no other option, she pointed the phone at Zhang Laifu's ear and shouted, "Uncle Laifu!"
"Hey, hey! What's wrong? What's wrong?" Zhang Laifu finally came to his senses.
"Here, this is the recipe I wrote all night, with detailed steps..." Jiang Wanwan repeated.
Zhang Laifu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the recipe.
With red eyes, he looked at Jiang Wanwan and said in a choked voice, "Niece, I misunderstood you. I thought you had forgotten about our restaurant, but I didn't expect that not only did you not forget, but you also went to the trouble of writing these two books."
Zhang Laifu suddenly realized that agreeing to let Jiang Wanwan contribute her technology as equity was the wisest decision he had ever made in his life.
“My dear niece, it’s lunchtime now. Let’s eat and chat, and let you personally experience your Uncle Fugui’s culinary skills.”
"That would be great."
Zhang Laifu left the house for a while, and then returned shortly afterward.
"I've already asked Da Kang to talk to your Uncle Fu Gui and tell him to hurry up and cook a few dishes. We'll just have to wait a bit."
"good."
The two huddled together and discussed in detail some matters concerning the Laifu Restaurant for a while.
Soon, Zhang Dakang brought out a tray and served the food to the two of them.
Five dishes and a soup, each dish is visually appealing and delicious.
Jiang Wanwan tasted every dish and offered some suggestions on how to improve them. Zhang Laifu quickly took out a notebook from his pocket and wrote down Jiang Wanwan's suggestions.
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