Chapter 815

"Mr. Fan... No, Mr. Fan, is our [low price strategy] really useful?"

Between the rounds, a restaurant owner asked fan MingEn suspiciously.

As early as before the Spring Festival, fan MingEn secretly contacted the restaurants in the whole food street except for night food, and gathered their boss to hold a meeting secretly.

At the meeting, people cried about the tyranny of night food and lamented their own predicament.

Driven by fan MingEn, the anti night alliance was established on the spot.

Members of the restaurant include the top of the cloud, Oriental Pavilion, cuixianju, tengyanlou and other seaside food street restaurants.

The leader is fan MingEn, chairman of Yunxiao group.

After gathering the strength of a cadre of people, fan MingEn announced the implementation of low price strategy in the alliance.

That is to say, the restaurants in the alliance sell the products of the top of the cloud at a low price of 50% of the original price.

As we all know, the seaside food street is one of the busiest food streets in Huangming District, and the price in the food street has always been high.

This also makes many ordinary people who look forward to the food in the food street flinch.

But when almost all restaurants announce half price, they will surely attract a large part of customers.

And the fact is exactly what Fan Ming en expected.

After the Spring Festival, when all the restaurants announced to reopen, the low price instantly attracted many new customers.

At last, I don't have to look at the night food.

However, problems arise again. After all, the low price strategy is not a long-term solution. They still want to make money and can not always hover around the edge of loss.

"Of course, no problem, and I announced that the price of alliance food will be reduced by 50% tomorrow!"

Hearing fan MingEn's words, all of them were shocked.

"Alliance leader, in this way, we will have 25% of the price, but not lower than the cost!" Little girl Novels www.nsxxs.com

"Are you going to play a capital war with the sunspot that night?"

The restaurant owners gave a worried look.

The top of the cloud is backed by the cloud group, which has the capital and the terrible night food to fight the bayonet.

But they are small soldiers, but they are not able to participate in such a war.

Fan MingEn, with a confident smile on his lips, wrote lightly: "please rest assured that all the funds are borne by our Yunxiao group. You just need to contribute."

After hearing this, they were both surprised and worried.

Surprise in their own finally is no money, suddenly relieved.

But they worry about where fan MingEn is going to give birth to so much money to fight the monster of night food.

Fan MingEn smiles triumphantly at the complexity of the crowd.

In the room where fan MingEn often met Yao Xianghe that night, it was not Yao Xianghe sitting opposite today.

A lazy teenager is leaning back on his chair, lighting up his tablet computer.

Listen to the sound from the tablet, but it is playing the hot game king pesticide.

He was sixteen or seventeen years old, and his white face was tired, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Layers of flaxen bangs almost cover the eyes of teenagers.

The corners of his mouth are faintly filled with a strange evil ruffian spirit.

At this time, fan MingEn, however, did not dare to make a sound. He stood aside respectfully and watched the teenager operating the game role.

When the big red words "failure" appeared on the screen, fan MingEn saw that the boy frowned and threw the plate out of the window.

Fan MingEn sighed in his heart: thousands of yuan of flat plate is so glorious laid off.