MTL - Counterattack Strategies-Chapter 57 Food and live broadcast (9)

Food and live broadcast (9)

Yan Bin looked at this week's cooked food sales report, frowned with displeasure, and said to the sales manager standing in front of him, "Why did the sales drop more this week than last week? Didn't you say After the popularity and freshness of Hongyuan Deli has passed, will our sales definitely pick up?"

The manager of the sales department said hesitantly, "It's Mr. Yan, we have already analyzed the reason, maybe it's because Hongyuan Cooked Food has launched new dishes this week, so, so maybe we have to wait for a while , After the popularity of their dishes goes down, our sales will definitely increase."

"Could it be that we have reached the point where we can only expect their sales to decline to increase our own sales?" Yan Bin patted the table a few times and said loudly, "If their sales don't drop, are we Can we only reduce the sales of cooked food, and finally withdraw from the sales of cooked food?”

"In fact, it's not just our sales that have declined." The sales manager said in a low voice, "After investigation and statistics, the sales of other companies' cooked food have dropped more than ours. Compared with other companies, our sales are still good."

"So you mean, we can only compare with poor ones now, and we can no longer compare with a food company that has just been established for less than a month?" Yan Bin's face became even more ugly.

The manager of the sales department felt that what he said was wrong, so he kept silent.

"Why is it that their newly established new product can reach the number one sales within a month, and we have to avoid it and compare with those inferior ones?! Don't you guys study the reason and then change the marketing Strategies to increase sales?"

"The sales of cooked food are different from other products. The quality of the taste directly determines the sales volume. No matter how we do marketing and advertising, if the taste does not improve, the sales will be difficult to increase. Therefore, I think it is better for us to re- Research new dishes and find a way to surpass Hongyuan cooked food in terms of taste, which will definitely increase sales." The sales manager feels wronged, the taste is not as good as others, and his marketing is of no use no matter how good it is ?

Of course, Yan Bin knows that taste determines everything in the food industry, but he doesn't want to admit that their cooked food tastes inferior to that of Hongyuan cooked food. He knew that all the dishes of Hongyuan Delicatessen were cooked by Lu Jing, and they only invited chefs with decades of experience to prepare them, or the cooking methods bought at a large price, and now they are not as good as one The cooking of young chefs that he had never valued before.

"Notify the managers and supervisors of all departments, and go to the big conference room for a meeting immediately." Yan Bin was waiting to attack Hong Boxiao and let him know who is the overlord of the food industry, but he did not expect Hongyuan Cooked Food to come so ferociously that he defeated Hong Boxiao directly. An old brand that has been sold for many years and has many regular customers has become the number one in monthly sales within a month. He had to find a way to save the situation. If his company alone could not do it, then he would work with other companies to find a way to attack Hongyuan Cooked Food.

As soon as Yan Bin walked out of the office, he smelled a very tempting aroma of food. He stopped, carefully searched for the source of food with his nose, and then looked at his office assistant and asked, "What smell?"

His assistant avoided his gaze, and said nervously, "Yes, it's the taste of the bento I brought."

"Bento?" Yan Bin looked at her and said, "Did you make it yourself? Or did your family make it?"

"I, I did it myself."

"It turns out that you can cook. Now go to the company cafeteria and make a copy for me. If the taste is good, I can buy cooking methods from you at a high price." Yan Bin also knows that the most important thing in the food industry is taste. If it wins in terms of taste, no matter how good the marketing is, customers will not buy it. He has been in the catering and food industry for so many years. From what he smelled just now, the taste is definitely not too bad. If it can improve the taste of the company's cooked food, that would be great.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan!" The assistant quickly admitted before the lie couldn't be rounded up, "I didn't eat my own bento, but Hongyuan's cooked food. I was going to take it to the cafeteria to eat because it was so good. I ate it, so I didn't hold back just now, I opened it and ate a little."

Yan Bin's face immediately turned ugly, "Apart from you, who else eats Hongyuan deli dishes when eating in the cafeteria?"

"Big, most people are eating it because it's really delicious." The assistant didn't dare to look at Yan Bin's face, and lowered his head and said cautiously.

"Even people in our own company have contributed sales to them, no wonder their sales are so high." Yan Bin's anger had nowhere to vent, he clenched his fists tightly and said, "Continue to inform, the next month Everyone in the company has to go to the cafeteria every day to eat their company's cooked food, and they have to spend their own money to buy it!"

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Hongyuan Villa has finally opened for business. The unbearable consumer price has blocked most people who love Hongyuan cooked food from the door, but the reservation is still sold out within two days.

Shenghong Group is involved in a lot of industries and has a certain status in various industries, so it cooperates with quite a lot of large companies. Now that Hongyuan Villa has opened, of course, there are many high-level executives who reserved seats for the Shenghong Group, and then came to congratulate the opening.

Mr. Hong also got up early in the morning. After washing up, he didn't even eat breakfast, so he set off from home to Hongyuan Villa in good spirits, preparing to sit in town and entertain the old friends he had invited.

Mr. Hong hadn't eaten the dishes made by Lu Jingqian himself, because everyone was very busy preparing for the opening of Hongyuan Villa, and he didn't want to delay their opening time, so he came here to entertain him. However, Hongyuan cooked food has become a must-have dish on their table during this period of time, coupled with his trust in Hong Boxiao's ability, so Mr. Hong is still very confident in the opening of Hongyuan Villa.

Lu Jingqian was supposed to get up at this moment, but he was still pressed down by Hong Boxiao and kissed him deeply. He pressed Hong Boxiao's wide palm that was walking on his body, and while Hong Boxiao changed from a deep kiss to a shallow kiss, he said vaguely, " Let go of me, it's opening today, I'm going to get up, and you should too."

"It's not time to open the door to welcome guests, the guests won't come so early, don't worry." Hong Boxiao's lips kissed the skin that he couldn't put it down. After tasting the taste of the people under his body, he felt that he was completely addicted, and wished he could make out with him in bed all the time. He had experienced firsthand what it was like for the king not to go to court early.

Lu Jingqian was kissed and rubbed, his body was as soft as a puddle of water, but thinking of the importance of today, he couldn't let him mess around anymore. He struggled to break free from Hong Boxiao's shackles, and finally got up and got out of bed.

Lu Jingqian looked down at the red marks on his body, and hurriedly got dressed before Hong Boxiao came into the dressing room, so as not to make him behave like a beast again.

"Didn't you say that your grandpa is going to bring friends over to support the scene today? You should hurry up and wait to greet them. If you don't show up when they arrive, it will be too rude." After Lu Jingqian got dressed, he came in Hong Boxiao, who was changing his clothes, said. Because it would definitely be very busy today, Hong Boxiao was afraid that he would be too tired, so he just hugged him to sleep yesterday and didn't do anything. But it's just that he didn't do it all night. He was dissatisfied with his desire this morning. He hugged him and kissed him up and down, making him covered in red marks before giving up.

"Although the old man usually gets angry early, he definitely won't come so fast, not to mention that the banquet starts at noon, so they have to have breakfast before taking a rest." Hong Boxiao said while wearing his clothes.

"In short, I don't care about entertaining guests. I'm only in charge of the kitchen and cooking. You, Ou Wenyu, and the manager of the villa can go on your own." Lu Jingqian walked into the bathroom quickly after finishing speaking, and then hurried Hurry to the kitchen.

The kitchen staff was busy before dawn. Although most of the ingredients were prepared in advance, some of them were prepared by Lu Jingqian to ensure the taste and taste, so the dishes that had to be prepared temporarily were not bad. Many.

After this period of training, the chefs selected by Lu Jingqian were able to match his speed and respond quickly to his instructions.

Although the chefs were all older than Lu Jingqian, they all obeyed his orders very well, and worked hard to perform in front of him, just to learn how to cook from him. These chefs have signed a long-term contract with Hongyuan Villa, and they can be selected by Lu Jingqian to help them. They will all go to various branches to be chefs in the future, so Lu Jingqian must hand over some cooking methods to them. give them.

As soon as Hong Boxiao sat down in the front hall, before he picked up his teacup and had time to drink it, the manager reported that his grandfather was about to arrive at the villa. He quickly put down the teacup, and walked out quickly while thinking about why the old man came so early.

When Mr. Hong was on the way, he personally called to urge his friends, so not only was he about to arrive, but his friends were already on the way under his urging.

Hong Boxiao stood outside the gate of the villa. After seeing his grandfather's car coming and stopping, he walked over to open the door and helped the old man out. "Grandpa, why did you come so early?"

"Your grandpa got up early in the morning and set off without having breakfast, calling his friends along the way." Hong Dongbai said after getting off the car.

"Grandpa hasn't looked for breakfast yet?" Hong Boxiao looked at Hong Dongbai and said, "Dad, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I asked the manager to tell the kitchen to make some breakfast for you to fill your stomachs. The table will not start until noon."

"Let the kitchen do more preparations, I guess those friends of your grandpa haven't eaten yet." Hong Dongbai said.

The land of the villa belongs to the Hong family, but the construction of the villa was only allowed to be repaired after Hong Boxiao managed the company. Because the Hong family and other villas are used to live by Mr. Hong, so Mr. Hong has only been here a few times. Seeing that many places have been redecorated, Mr. Hong nodded with satisfaction, feeling much more satisfied than when he came here before.

Hong Boxiao looked at Mr. Hong and pointed to the agreed places and said, "These are the design drawings drawn by Shaoxuan himself, and then he got people to do it. He said that the decorations designed by the designer before are not pleasing to the eye."

"I also think it's much more comfortable to look at it like this. I always felt a little awkward when I looked at it before, and I can't tell why it's awkward." Mr. Hong said.

"Shaoxuan said that the previous decoration was a fake retro, a forced classical style, but he couldn't see the classical beauty that should be there."

"Indeed." Old Master Hong nodded in agreement, "It's really rare for him to have such a high appreciation of classics at such a young age."

"His grandfather is an expert in this field. He has learned from his grandfather since he was a child. It's a pity that his grandfather is no longer there. Otherwise, you will definitely be able to chat." Hong Boxiao said.

"I know his grandfather, because he is in the gourmet circle, so his grandfather should have a good relationship with Old Man Yan." Old Man Hong and Old Man Yan are deadly enemies, and their respective circles of friends do not intersect.

After Mr. Hong's friends came, Hong Boxiao and his father talked and chatted with the old people, and then informed the manager that they could deliver the breakfast for the old men.

Because the guests have not arrived yet, the manager is relatively free for the time being, and personally brings someone to bring breakfast to the old men, and said to the Hong family and his son, "Chef Lan heard that the old men came over without breakfast, so I made some for myself. Say it sooner."

Hong Boxiao thought to himself, just let someone else do it earlier, what should I do if I am too tired today? But it's not good for him to say this in front of so many people, he can only think about it in his heart, and he can't show it at all.

The staff put more than 20 delicate and small steamers on the table, and the manager went over to open the lid of the steamer and said, "These are all made by the chef himself. The light-colored steamer is for sweet snacks, and the dark-colored steamer is for salty desserts." Desserts, try it to see if it suits your taste."

"I like sweets. I'll try this little birthday peach." The birthday peach is exquisite and cute, and it's pleasing to look at. Mr. Wu, who loves sweets, picked one up and tasted it first. After biting it, it immediately tasted sweet The juice flowed into the mouth, with the aroma of peaches, sweet and delicious, very delicious. Mr. Wu gave a thumbs up and said, "Good good! Sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious, let the kitchen prepare ten, no, twenty servings for me, I want to take it home to eat!"

The manager looked at Hong Boxiao embarrassingly, and Hong Boxiao signaled him to go down first with his eyes, and he will deal with it here.

"I'll try the taste of these shrimp dumplings." Mr. Li, who loves to eat shrimp dumplings, saw the crystal clear, white and red shrimp dumplings. He picked one up and put it in his mouth with a clear preference and goal. The delicious soup Exploding in the mouth, it is memorable. Mr. Li didn't say whether it was good or not, but silently put all the shrimp dumplings into his own bowl and ate them. Everyone knows that he loves shrimp dumplings, so they don't compete with him, and they all start to try other dim sum.

The few old people who were still chatting soon had no other words except sighs. Although Lu Jingqian made more than 20 baskets of dim sum, the steamer baskets were small and the portions were small, and soon there was nothing left.

"How can such a small amount be enough to eat? Bo Xiao asked the kitchen to send a few more servings. These twenty baskets are one serving, right?" The rich Mr. Zhang has always had a big appetite. In his opinion, this little snack is not enough for him to be at the bottom of the list alone. .

"Yes, yes, we all urged your grandpa, and we came here before we had time to eat breakfast, so hurry up and bring over some more of these snacks." Mr. Zhao echoed, and the others agreed a little bit.

"Grandpas, the banquet will start in less than three hours. We have prepared a lot of dishes today, all of which are our chef's specialties. You should save your appetite for the banquet, otherwise there will be so many good dishes Wouldn't it be a pity if I can't eat any more at that time." Hong Boxiao persuaded, he knew the kitchen must be busy now, how could he have time to make snacks for these old men? Even if he could do it, he didn't want to increase his burden.

"These snacks don't take up our stomachs. As long as the food is good, we will definitely be able to eat it. Here, this shrimp dumpling, send a few more, go and go!" Mr. Li was anxious, the taste of the shrimp dumpling had already made him He was so worried that he couldn't eat it right away, which made him feel like he was being pulled.

Hong Boxiao cast a look of help to his grandfather. Mr. Hong was thinking about it. Seeing his grandson's look, he came back to his senses and said, "Why are you in a hurry? It just opened today, and the kitchen must be busy. After today, I will definitely let the kitchen make enough to make you full."

"Let's go." Old Master Hong stood up and said, "Before you came, I saw that the garden behind was well-groomed, so I'll take you for a walk, so you can eat more after the banquet. "

Several old men reluctantly stood up, and old man Zhang complained, "It's just a few snacks, there's no need to digest."

"What are you muttering about?" Mr. Hong patted him and said, "Everyone will stay here tonight, and we'll get up early in the morning and have some snacks, right?"

Only then did the faces of the old men show a slightly satisfied expression, and they walked to the garden behind together.

Hong Boxiao was distressed that Lu Jingqian would get up early tomorrow morning to make snacks for the old men, but his grandfather should have promised them, so he couldn't say anything.