On the other side, the barbecue stall closed early. Not only he, but also several stalls nearby all closed their stalls early. They gathered in the kitchen where they had a good meal. At this time, five people were gathered together, all of them were worried.

"Lao Hu, just tell me what to do? You call us all here A bald man was smoking and asked.

The man called Lao Hu is the owner of the barbecue shop. In the past half month, the business has been getting worse and worse. He is getting tired of it. So today, he asked everyone to come over and discuss what to do.

"Which one of you has a good way. If I have a good way, I'll tell you directly. How can you worry all the time like this?" Boss Hu shook his head and lit a cigarette.

At this time, a little old boss thought of something. He came up to him and said mysteriously, "isn't the stuff in Baifeng Pavilion so expensive? Otherwise, we will create public opinion! "

"What public opinion? Kobayashi, tell me. " Boss Hu seemed to have a play, and suddenly came to be interested.

Kobayashi laughed and explained, "do you remember the high price of prawns last year? A shrimp hundreds of dollars, and his Baifeng pavilion a bunch of baked gluten is not a hundred? It's better for us to pay more than 300 yuan for the price of beef on the Internet

"Good idea!" Boss Hu's eyes lit up and left half of his cigarette. He added up and said, "no problem, Xiao Lin, is it OK for you to handle this matter?"

"Don't worry! I used to be in school, but every day post irrigation! Isn't it a trivial matter to send such a post? "

After we have made up our minds, we will go home and have a rest. Then we will ask some people to help us to ferment the matter. At that time, he will have to close down and rectify!

Yang Song didn't find anything unusual. The next day, he opened the door and sat in the sun! Very comfortable.

"Excuse me, are you the boss of Baifeng pavilion?" A male voice asked, Yang Song opened his eyes and found a man in a suit about 30 years old standing in front of him.

"Yes, I am!" Yang Song quickly stood up and thought he was coming to eat. "Are you here to eat? Come in, please

"No, no, no! I'm not here to eat! I'm here to talk to my boss about something! I am the regional director of the ugly group's takeout in Los Angeles! "

With that, the man took out a business card and handed it to Yang Song. Yang Song took a look at it. It said that the person in charge of the delivery area of the ugly troupe, Zhao Zhenghua!

"Hello! Is there anything to discuss? " Although Yang Song has some doubts, he still asks Zhao Zhenghua to go in.

Seeing someone coming, Shen Huaizhao seems to want to discuss something with the boss, so he pours two glasses of water in front of them.

Zhao Zhenghua sorted out his language and said with a smile, "I wonder if boss Yang is interested in opening a store on our ugly group takeout?"

"Open a shop?" Yang Song remembers that now everyone likes to order takeout, and UGUN is one of the hottest apps!

"Yes Zhao Zhenghua nodded and then said, "we found that boss Yang's business is very hot. Why don't we join our ugly group to take out? We can build a better future!"

Yang Song doesn't plan to make takeout. After all, his own kebab is the most delicious. Besides, 100 strings per day is not enough for takeout. It's better to be honest in the store business and know more people.

Before he had time to refuse, Zhao Zhenghua suddenly heard Zhao Zhenghua say: "if boss Yang agrees, we will put boss Yang's shop on the top every day and publicize it. But one thing is that we must sell 500 strings of Beef Kebabs and 1000 strings of roast gluten every day."

500 kebabs of beef? A thousand strings of baked gluten? Are you kidding? The total turnover is about 250000, which is about 7.5 million a month. Thinking of this, Yang Song said with a faint smile: "I don't know how many points your ugly group app will need?"

"Not much! Fifty points! " Zhao Zhenghua didn't feel embarrassed at all. He put up five fingers carelessly!

What if he almost heard a lot of laughs, and then he asked, "what if he didn't make such a sound?"

"Because we help you publicize. If you don't sell as much as that, you'll get 60% points every day. If you don't get half of them, you'll get 70% Zhao Zhenghua dares to open his mouth. Other stores charge about 30% of the total, but Yang Song's shop has 50%.

"It sounds tempting to help us publicize the situation." Yang Song nodded with approval.

When Zhao Zhenghua heard this, he laughed in his heart. He was really a young man, so he was going to be cheated. Thinking about it, he took out the contract he had prepared and put it on the table. He said with a smile, "so let's sign the contract, right? A special staff will come to contact you later! "

"Wait a minute!"

Yang song suddenly waved and chuckled: "when do I say I want to sign the contract?""You are not..." Zhao Zhenghua a Leng, did not expect Yang Song to change the trigram.

"Fifty percent, are you greedy? Although the quantity you said and the full-scale promotion sound attractive, I will give you more than 3 million yuan after 7.5 million yuan a month. How much profit can you make from it? " Although Yang Song is not deep in the world, he is not so stupid.

Mainly still, the system does not allow delivery!

Yang Song stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "manager Zhao, it's hot outside. Drink this lemonade. When you go out, be careful of heatstroke! No more! "

Leaving this sentence, Yang Song got up and went back to the kitchen. He was too lazy to pay attention to such a person. He sincerely asked for cooperation, which would not be like this!

Zhao Zhenghua is a little embarrassed. Now, he has a contract full of traps in front of him, but he didn't expect to be directly rejected by a yellow haired boy. His face was blue and white, and he didn't know what his mood was.

At this moment, Shen Huaizhao came quietly and asked, "Sir, do you still drink water? If you don't drink it, I'll take it back and disinfect it! "

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Zhenghua finally couldn't help it. He stood up and walked towards the outside. He left without taking the contract.

Shen Huaizhao looked at the contract on the table and called out to the kitchen, "boss, that gentleman didn't get the contract!"

"Lost it! It's rubbish anyway

Yang Song's voice comes from the kitchen. Shen Huaizhao smiles, grabs the contract, tears it up and throws it into the garbage can!