Catering God

Chapter 80 National Day, Tang Wenjun's Lament

School of Information Engineering.

Jiang Feng and Tang Wenjun squatted by the small lake.

While Jiang Feng was talking on the phone, he was unconsciously tearing the grass on the ground.

After the call ended, Jiang Feng said, "Liu Bin has decided to join our Guoba Potato, but he needs to find a store first and then sign a contract with us."

Tang Wenjun said that their school had built a new cafeteria and there were stalls for rent. He wanted to rent one to sell rice-crusted potatoes, so he specially called Jiang Feng over to take a look.

The cafeterias in universities are somewhat different from those in junior high and high schools, although they are all contracted to private owners.

However, in order to save costs, the university cafeteria contractor operates some of the locations themselves and rents out some of the windows to small individual businesses.

Jiang Feng came over to take a look and rejected Tang Wenjun's proposal.

Because they just asked the person in charge of the cafeteria, who said that they were allowed to use the cafeteria stalls, but they were not allowed to hang signs.

In this case, there is no point for Jiang Feng to take over this position.

"But if you want to increase your income, you can take over this stall. You can buy goods from the central kitchen and charge the same price as other franchisees. You can make as much money as you can. I won't get involved."

Not being able to hang a sign means that the increase in brand influence is zero.

Jiang Feng doesn't lack this little money, so there is no need to rent this stall.

However, if Tang Wenjun is interested, Jiang Feng also supports him to take it over and do it himself.

Tang Wenjun thought for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not busy now, but after the number of directly-operated stores and franchise stores increases, I may not have the time to worry about these things."

"You are quite aware."

Jiang Feng smiled.

Tang Wenjun's work is not too busy now. He just does the accounts every day, inspects the stores from time to time, and keeps in touch with the store manager. Basically, he is not too busy.

After all, there are only three stores at present, how busy can they be?

He has more than enough time to do these things in his spare time.

In fact, Tang Wenjun was also clear about this in his mind.

If he follows Jiang Feng wholeheartedly now, then according to Jiang Feng's character, if he succeeds, everyone around him will benefit.

But if he is busy making money for himself now, Jiang Feng may have to find someone else to do the other work, and it is hard to say who will be the company's veteran in the future.

Tang Wenjun can still tell what is more important.

Tang Wenjun lit a cigarette. Actually, he didn't smoke much before, but after working as a salesperson during the summer vacation, he gradually became proficient in it.

As he slowly exhaled the smoke, he sighed:

"It took us just one month to open three directly-operated stores and set up a central kitchen... but it was still too slow. It wasn't as exciting as when we sold black duck sauce over the summer."

Tang Wenjun couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

After all, Jiang Feng created a profit of more than three million in just over two months. Even his subordinates who did odd jobs and sales got a big sip of the soup.

"It will get better soon. Once our brand is established, you will know what it means to be happy." Jiang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest characteristic of the real economy is that it requires large investments but takes time to show results.

But if it really works, the money coming in every day will be huge.

Make money steadily and steadily.

It feels good to cut leeks for a while, but if you keep cutting leeks, there will always be a limit.

If Jiang Feng just wanted to be a rich man, he could just continue the routine of Black Duck Sauce, constantly changing places to make money, and in a few years, take advantage of the Internet wave to reap another wave of profits.

But if I continue like this, what’s the difference from my previous life?

Once the tide rises, a single wave can drown a person.

He wanted to stand higher and swim farther.

"By the way, I'm going back for the National Day. Do you want to go with me?" Jiang Feng was going back for the National Day, and he wouldn't stay long, just about two days.

After all, the business here is still not going well.

And I'm not going back for fun.

He had previously handed over the black duck sauce to a salesperson in his hometown, and he happened to go back to take a look during the holiday.

Tang Wenjun thought for a moment and said doubtfully, "If we leave, what will happen to the business here? Our store won't have a long holiday for National Day..."

People working in the catering industry are destined to have no holidays.

It’s pretty good to have two days off a month.

Unless you are the boss and your business has grown to the point where you can just sit back and relax.

"We can go back at different times. I'll go back for two days first, and you can go back when I come back."

Tang Wenjun pondered for a while, then shook his head. "Forget it. I don't have anything to do when I go back. You go back. I'll stay here to prevent any problems. And if anyone comes to inquire about joining, I can communicate with them in time."

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and teased, "I remember that when the school was on vacation, you were the most active one. What happened now? You don't even want to take a vacation."

"It's different now..." Tang Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, a fulfilled smile on his face, and said maturely, "Before, I thought about having fun during holidays, but now I have serious work to do, so I definitely can't slack off."

"Oh, what you said really touched me as a boss," Jiang Feng wiped his eyes pretentiously, pretending to be touched: "I even want to give you a promotion and a raise."

"This is true."

"Seriously, I'll give you a 250 yuan salary increase next month."

"Get lost... I knew you were up to no good."

Tang Wenjun was speechless.

"It's almost time for me to go back."

Jiang Feng stood up and looked at his watch.

"You didn't drive, I'll give you a ride."

Tang Wenjun also stood up and prepared to send Jiang Feng back.

"By the way, you and that… Liu Xixi, I think her name is Liu Xixi, how are you two doing?"

Before leaving, Jiang Feng gossiped casually.

Hearing Jiang Feng mention Liu Xixi, the smile on Tang Wenjun's face faded significantly. He still said calmly, "Nothing serious. Last time she had her birthday, she hinted that I should get her a cell phone. I pretended not to understand and ignored her."

"Don't you have money?"

Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Tang Wenjun's income makes him one of the richest people in the school.

While other students are still struggling to earn a few hundred yuan for living expenses, he has started to earn money, so how can he not be rich?

Although he is not a rich second generation, in terms of the wealth he can distribute and use, he is not much different from an ordinary rich second generation.

"But we are just friends. How can...how can a friend give such an expensive gift?"

Tang Wenjun said with a pout.

Seems a little depressed.

Perhaps because of this incident, Liu Xixi ignored him for a long time.

I say I don't care, but I'm still very sad.

Jiang Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

We are just friends……

Hey, isn't this one of his favorite lines?

(End of this chapter)