Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 18
Wuji Market Management Office.

"The effect is not bad."

Shouting Ten looked at the relatively good flow of people in the market, smiled and lit up a cigarette: "The location of the market is already good, and the environment inside is also okay. If this continues, more and more vendors will gradually move in." many."

"Brother Dahui."

"Brother Ten."

Several parking guys came in from outside: "All the coupons have been distributed."

The few parking guys in the parking stalls did not go to work during the day, so they stayed in the management office and followed the instructions of "Ten" to help the vegetable market.

Everyone gained more money, and the boss also gained the reputation of taking care of his subordinates, which tacitly allowed these people to be used by Wu Zhihui.

When the food market opened, Wu Zhihui specially issued a batch of vouchers in the name of the food market management office, using preferential policies to attract traffic.

However, there are less than ten vendors in the market, and the categories are limited. Although the flow of people is good, it is only temporary.

By the afternoon.

When the market was about to finish working, Lao Zhong opened the door and walked in. He looked at Wu Zhihui who was making tea inside: "Brother Hui, smoke."

He came to redeem the vouchers. During the day, many customers used the vouchers issued by the management office, and the management office cashed them in that night.

"Thanks."

Wu Zhihui took it, tapped the cigarette holder on the table, and shouted to count the coupons: "Old Zhong, how is business today?"

"Okay."

Lao Zhong took a puff of his cigarette and said, "This place is not far from my original location. Basically, there will be no impact. It's pretty much the same."

Paused.

He took a deep breath and mustered up his courage: "Brother Hui, I would like to know the status of the next market entry. How many stalls are under negotiation?"

The market has few vendors and looks deserted, with few categories. If things go on for a long time, the flow of people will not increase and it will become increasingly deserted.

"No."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and said it truthfully.

"what"

Lao Zhong's face became a little more solemn: "Okay." But he didn't say much, waiting to shout out ten settlement vouchers.

Lao Zhong is also under great pressure now.

After the excitement of opening in the morning subsided, the business of his aquatic products store was good, but the business of the several vendors who came in with him was much worse than before.

Vendors, if you change places, no one will follow you, just buy food at another place.

"The successful opening of the food court has already met my expectations."

Wu Zhihui snapped his fingers: "The first step is taken, and the second step will follow."

"Don't worry, if you support me in opening my business, I will definitely not make it difficult for you. Your brothers will definitely make money too."

He raised his hand and looked at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's almost time. Ask your brothers to clean up and take you to dinner tonight."

"what"

Lao Zhong was stunned again. He took the cash difference of the voucher and shouted, "Okay, I'll inform them."

Take the first step and stand firm.

The second step is coming soon. If they don't follow, these stall owners will panic.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Jiahe Street.

Jinhuiting Restaurant.

In a large private room that can accommodate 25 people, Wu Zhihui led Lao Zhong from the market and a group of nine vendors into the private room.

Just wait.

People came in one after another.

Lao Zhong and his party were sitting on their seats, looking at the people greeting Wu Zhihui, and couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

"Isn't this a purchase from Jinhuiting Restaurant? I even bought seafood from myself once before."

"Isn't this the owner of the freshly squeezed drink shop on Jiahe Street?"

"Isn't this the owner of the claypot restaurant at the door?"

They recognized these people and discovered that those attending the dinner tonight were all owners or purchasers of the catering industry on Jiahe Street.

Soon.

Everyone sat down and the dishes began to be served, such as roasted suckling pig, steamed abalone with garlic, and a series of good wines and dishes were brought to the table. Everyone pushed glasses and started eating.

Someone said: "Congratulations, congratulations to Hui Zai. Not long after he took over the parking stall, he set up the market so quickly."

"Where."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand reservedly: "Isn't this Brother Fa supporting me? Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so fast."

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed, drank wine and ate meat.

Everyone here is a smart person. Wu Zhihui set up the market so quickly. The boss must have taken advantage of it, otherwise he would not have given Wu Zhihui a platform.

This is why they came to Wu Zhihui's dinner tonight, and they also guessed why Wu Zhihui invited them to dinner.

Three rounds of wine.

"Actually, the situation in the food market is not as ideal as imagined."

Wu Zhihui took a sip of wine, put on a cigarette and looked at everyone, "No, until now, the market is so big, there are less than ten vendors, which is too few."

"Don't worry."

Everyone laughed: "Business will always get better slowly."

"I can't wait that long, I can wait."

Wu Zhihui turned to look at Lao Zhong and the other vendors who had been keeping him company, and said bluntly: "But they can't wait."

"If the market has no business, it won't make any money. If it doesn't make money, it won't be able to pay the stall fees. If they can't pay the stall fees, my market will close down."

He smiled and looked at the owners of the Jiahe Street shops present: "So, I thought, everyone is in the catering business. When we open the business, we buy goods every day, no matter where we go."

"Why don't you take care of the business of the stall owners in my market? Will you buy from them in the future? As for the price, you can negotiate among yourself. Business is negotiated."

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed. They had already guessed why Wu Zhihui invited them to dinner. Everyone tacitly said: "Of course there is no problem in purchasing goods."

"We do business on Jiahe Street and we all rely on Brother Fa to take care of us. If we can help, of course there will be no problem."

This is very well said, and we can take care of it, but whether we can take care of it successfully depends on how we talk about it.

"Come, drink."

"Drink."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Especially Lao Zhong and his group were listless at first, but when they heard this, their eyes widened.

This private room is occupied by the catering industry bosses from the whole street, not to mention other people, just Jinhuiting Restaurant. If we can negotiate with them to become suppliers, we can make a lot of money every month.

Next, there was nothing going on with Wu Zhihui at this dinner, and he became a foil.

Lao Zhong and his entourage of vendors chatted with these bosses, and there was laughter and harmony at the dinner table.

It was obvious that everyone was having a great time talking.

If we cooperate, you as a vendor will make money, and I will make money from purchasing. My boss can also save some expenses, and he can also sell the love from the big boss, so everyone can make money.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

Because of the benefits, everyone is sitting here today. Everyone has gained benefits, so they gathered together.

In the second step, I took the step out.

The meal ended successfully.

Everyone left one after another. Lao Zhong and the others were all red-faced after drinking. They took Wu Zhihui's hand and thanked him repeatedly. As for the settlement, Lao Zhong and the others had already settled the account in private, so how could they let Wu Zhihui pay for it.

"Brother Hui."

Shouting Ten and Wu Zhihui stood at the door of the parking stall, smoking cigarettes: "I admire you more and more now. You did business under the banner of Fa Ge."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui smiled faintly: "Fa Ge has taken advantage, so there is a reason to take advantage."

"It's just that I feel something is wrong."

Shouting Ten scratched the back of his head: "Tonight, we don't seem to be taking any advantage. We are all helping these vendors do business."

"This is in front of you, look behind you."

Wu Zhihui shook the cigarette ashes and said disapprovingly: "Lao Zhong and the others only have nine vendors, and there are few varieties. How many bosses are there on Jiahe Street? Can they meet their needs?"

The answer is definitely no.

"in addition."

Wu Zhihui smiled again: "You said, the vendors who originally cooperated with the bosses on Jiahe Street suddenly stopped cooperating after receiving the news. What should they do?!"

"Struggle?"

"Correct!"

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and pinched off the cigarette butt: "They have no choice, either enter my market to do business, or they will be kicked out."

"This?"

Shouting ten eyes widened, completely understood.

"It was announced to the public that the market will be open for rent for the last three days."

Wu Zhihui continued: "In three days, the stall fee will increase. If you want to rent, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)