Chapter 1610: Good Teammates, Pig-like Opponents 1

Flying Speed Chinese.

Must a meal necessarily be a farewell meal?

Huo Zhenteng decided not to waste any more breath on him, so he said, "Call me again when there is news about their transfer or sale." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He rubbed his temples, still having a headache from what had just happened.

But the phone rang again, and it was still Xiao Huang calling.

He wanted not to answer, but the phone kept ringing incessantly, so he picked it up.

"What is it this time?"

Xiao Huang said ingratiatingly, "Chairman, I thought of something very important. If Chenxin Snack goes out of business, should we raise the price of our noodles? If we don't raise the price, we're losing money."

When preparing for the opening, Xiao Huang had wanted to start a price war, setting the prices lower and making up for it with the toppings.

Huo Zhenteng disagreed; he demanded using large shrimp as toppings and set the price at ten yuan a bowl, the same as Chenxin Snack.

The price of large shrimp was much more expensive than mussels; ten yuan a bowl was definitely losing money, and not just a little.

Xiao Huang felt terrible about it, but Huo Zhenteng was the Chairman, so he could only obey!

Now that he judged Chenxin Snack could not hold on much longer, he was impatient to raise prices.

He wanted to make money sooner.

The Chairman gave him a commission of ten percent of the profits; although business was very good now, it was all just losing money to gain popularity, and there were no profits at all, so he had no commission.

Huo Zhenteng didn't need to think to know his petty thoughts.

This person was narrow-minded, only focused on immediate benefits, and was not worth using.

Huo Zhenteng replied irritably, "Don't raise the price. Just sell your noodles as usual, don't worry about anything else, and do as I say. Don't bother me again unless there is news about Sheng Zichen."

He hung up the phone again. This time, Xiao Huang learned his lesson and did not bother him again.

Huo Zhenteng's brain hurt even more. He felt that Xiao Huang was a fool—no, even worse than a fool.

A fool would at least be obedient, but he didn't have enough brains and liked to play at being clever.

Although Huo Zhenteng looked down on this person from the bottom of his heart, he had to use him now, because apart from him, there was no one else to use.

"Stupid and rich!" Xiao Huang concluded.

Chenxin Snack staff dinner.

The location was set at the Jiangzhou Hotel.

Delicacies from land and sea were spread across the table, very sumptuous.

Zichen first thanked everyone for their hard work over such a long time, affirmed their efforts, and then told everyone to eat and drink well today and not to think about anything else.

Tomorrow's sun would still rise as usual, and everyone's life would not be affected, only better!

If one heard words like this normally, they would be nutritious, delicious chicken soup for the soul.

But hearing them now, it made people feel unrealistic.

Everyone liked their boss, Sheng Zichen, very much and did not want Chenxin Snack to be beaten down like this, so they began to discuss it in a hubbub.

"Let's also use large shrimp as toppings."

"Start a price war and squeeze him to death!"

"Smash their shop in the middle of the night, smash the cameras first..."

Many ideas were put forward, but they were all bad ideas.

Not a single one could be adopted.

Zichen asked everyone, "If we can't keep going in the original place, and we move to another place to continue, with all the rules remaining the same, would you all still be willing to follow me?"

"Of course, Boss, wherever you are, I am," Xiaolong was the first to express his stance.

"Me too."

"Me too."

"I'll go with you too."

The vast majority of the employees raised their hands, indicating they wanted to continue following Zichen and were willing to be his employees.

Zichen, as a boss, had no airs, was willing to teach them things, and working to earn money was also very pleasant while learning things, so everyone was willing to follow him!

There were also a few who did not raise their hands; they were university students who worked as part-time hourly workers at Chenxin Snack.

If Chenxin Snack closed the shop outside the university and went to a place further away, they could not follow, as it would be too inconvenient to travel back and forth.

Zichen did not say too much, only expressing his understanding.

The food was very sumptuous, and everyone drank a lot of alcohol, yet the expensive dishes were barely touched.

As they drank, some people started to cry!

Crying while saying they were reluctant to part with everyone, reluctant to leave this group...

This kind of emotion was easily contagious, and many people cried, crying that they wanted to keep doing this well and did not want to leave.

It seemed that everyone had only agreed, but had not taken what Zichen said to heart.

Everyone thought that the current sluggish business was irreversible, and even more impossible to be reborn from the ashes.

Zichen only told his thoughts to Gu Yuxin and Xiaolong; the three of them kept their mouths shut and didn't let a single word leak out!

The next day, they opened for business as usual, and it was another day of sluggish business.

And for three days in a row, it was like this.

Zichen was not in a hurry, but Xiao Huang was; he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth.

He wished he could go and ask Sheng Zichen in person how much longer he could hold on.

When would he go out of business?

Although the business at Liangxinsnack was booming, they were just watching the excitement; in reality, they were losing money to gain popularity, and the better the business, the more they lost!

He did not care about losing money, as it was not his money being lost anyway, but losing money meant not making a profit, and without profit he would have no bonus, only a base salary, which was what he cared about most.

Over the past few days, Huo Zhenteng had likely also lost his patience.

He would call every day to ask about the situation at Sheng Zichen's restaurant.

"Xiao Huang reported everything exactly as it happened.

"Only four people entered their shop today."

"The busiest Chen Xin shop has an estimated daily turnover of less than two hundred yuan."

"They closed early again today."

Just as he was reporting, he saw something unusual happening at the shop across the street.

A shop assistant came out and stuck a piece of paper on the glass!

White background with black text; it was either a hiring notice or a transfer notice.

"Quick, go and see what they wrote!"

He ordered a shop assistant to go and check what was going on, and soon the assistant returned to report one after another: "General Manager, Chen Xin is transferring."

"General Manager, the place across the street can't hold on anymore; they want to sell it off."

"General Manager, Chen Xin Snack is transferring the whole business; it says 'sincere transfer, those without the means need not disturb!'"

That is great.

Someone with the means has been waiting for this.

Xiao Huang immediately reported this exciting good news to Huo Zhenteng, and Huo Zhenteng was also very happy, saying to him: "You can make your move now; go and talk to them across the street."

"Really?" Xiao Huang was so happy he danced with joy; the time for revenge and holding his head high had finally arrived.

Huo Zhenteng affirmed: "Really, start now."

"You got it."

Xiao Huang rubbed his hands together and went across the street, acting arrogant and triumphant.

"Where is your boss? Tell him to come out and see me!"

His demeanor was that of a typical petty person who had gained success.

The shop assistant looked down on him and did not give him a pleasant look either: "Get lost! Traitor."

"How dare you curse me? Get this straight, I am here this time to acquire your Chen Xin Snack; I am your benefactor. With this attitude toward me, do you believe that once the shop is in my hands, you will be the first one I fire!"

The employee was not afraid of the threat.

Instead, they scoffed and dismissed it with disdain: "Hmph, if you were the boss, I wouldn't work for you; I wouldn't go even if you gave me a mountain of gold."

"Get lost, get lost, get lost; even if the shop is sold, it won't be sold to you."