Gourmet Food Supplier

"What, there is money, great." The boss who was ignored was ugly and snorted.

"Yuan boss's cheap is not good? I just took it, huh, huh." Suit flat-headed man said that for the money into his pocket, it is impossible to get out.

That's right, the machine is a pre-funded company, but the part of the drink that is private is long enough to be a stable bag.

"What do you say to them, and you won't know when the results come out." Far away, I heard Ling Hong's voice coming.

"I am afraid that the Lord is not disappointing." Wu Hai said with a smile.

"Also." Ling Hong nodded.

"The tone is really big, Laozi sells drinks to shut him down." The flat-headed man couldn’t help but swear.

"No, it’s salty and radiant." The noodle restaurant owner also snorted.

However, Ling Hong and Wu Hai could not hear it.

Ling Hong came to Wuhai to discuss with Jiang Yan at noon and evening, this will take Wuwan, the tens of thousands of years old man to go out.

As for the suit of the flat-headed man, it is the ghost that makes the gods really did not go, stayed, and waited to see the noon recurring yesterday.

The noodle restaurant owner refilled the machine again, and also removed a lot of drinks, and when they were busy at noon, they could quickly replenish.

Time is a very fast thing, especially in the morning. For Yuanzhou, it is only a time to engrave a piece of broccoli and prepare ingredients. It will soon pass.

The small street became awkward, waiting for the time to arrive and start to queue up to pick up the ID card to eat.

"Hey, what are you going to do there." A young tall man called his friend.

"Buy a cola, a little thirsty." The boy who was stopped, with doubts on his face.

"Don't stop, didn't listen to Yuan Boss. Drinking drinks affects the taste of that food. There will be mineral water provided by Yuan Boss for a while. That is the taste of mineral water." The tall young man immediately said.

“Is this still the case?” the friend asked in confusion.

"Of course, didn't look at the circle of friends? They are all forwarding the tips of Yuan Bo." The tall young man nodded.

"That line, it’s hard to eat once, not because of this bad mood." The friend nodded, thinking about the deliciousness of Yuanzhou, it was not so thirsty.

After all, drinks can be drunk at any time, but Yuan’s food is not always available.

"Friends, have you heard the queuing committee? Now we provide mineral water for free, don't need money." This awkward tone is naturally a small fat man in the four-person group.

"Know, it’s not up to you to line up." The answer is a tall young man.

"That's good, go there to get the water." The little fat man pointed at the numbering machine, where the thin one is sending.

This is Jiang Yan's second single strategy, just in line with the warm reminder of Yuanzhou, it can be said that complement each other, directly let the vending machine nobody care.

Ten minutes from Yuanzhou’s opening.

"Well, it seems that no one is going to buy a drink." Yuanzhou stood on the second floor, looking at the empty vending machine.

"Haha, it seems that I am also a person who eats by charm, but the cooking is outstanding, there is no way." In the next second, Yuanzhou turned his back and laughed, very proud of talking to himself.

Fortunately, Yuanzhou, who relies on charm to eat, looks at the time and goes down the stairs. Cooking is still important after all.

"What happened, why didn't I sell a bottle?" The noodle restaurant owner who had already ran six miles, looked anxious.

"How, this rabbit's tail is not long." Child boss smiled, especially gentle.

"Turn off your ass, do not hesitate." The noodle restaurant owner directly shouted.

"It really doesn't matter to me. It's that I have a problem with this person. I love watching people." The child boss said, haha.

"Hey." The noodle restaurant owner, coldly screamed, turned her head to the flat-headed man in a suit and spoke loudly.

"You said what is going on!" asked the boss's bad tone.

"Wait." The flat-headed man said, frowning.

"Wait, wait for a fart, say it three times, wait! I sold a bunch at this time yesterday, no one bought it today." The boss is angry and difficult.

"Maybe you are too expensive, look at the price cuts, after all, this is not a tourist area." The suit flat-headed man looked at the endless stream of Yuanzhou shop, and some drums in his heart.

"Price reduction?" The proprietress exclaimed.

"Yes, directly cut the price to the usual price! Play a sly." The suit flat-headed man turned his head and looked at the noodle restaurant boss seriously.

“Can it be useful?” asked the proprietress.

"Definitely." The suit is flat and confident.

"That line." The proprietress is not thinking about making money at this time, but selling things.

"Oh." Two times, the proprietress lowered the price to the usual level.

But the inertia of people is that the more people buy things, they will attract more people to buy, and no one buys them, then one will not sell them, even if the price is cut, this is a sales psychology.

With the warm reminder of Yuanzhou and the action of the queuing committee, at noon, the vending machine is not selling a bottle of milk tea.

"You said that the price reduction would be useful. What happened? I didn't sell a few bottles in the morning. Now I can't sell it directly!" The proprietress turned and looked at the flat eyes of the suit and was particularly resentful.

"Wait, I didn't sell it in the morning?" The suit flat-headed man caught this focus.

"Yes! There are few people who love to drink in the morning, but at noon, how do you say that your drink is not a problem? If you drink it once, you won’t come." The boss is full of doubts and looks at the suit.

"This is impossible. I am a big factory. There is absolutely no problem. Maybe you sold it too expensive yesterday. Today, others will not come." The suit is flat between two and five.

"My price was adjusted last night. At that time, I sold more than a dozen boxes. It must be a problem with your drink. Otherwise, why the dead kid does not cooperate with you. You dare to bury your mother. Believe it or not. This street!” The boss’s eyes blinked and she was even more suspicious.

This time, even the boss on the side looked suspiciously at the suit.

After all, if you don't make money, it's not a fool. Whoever thinks that money is not enough, it must be that the inferior drink of this person was not discovered by Yuanzhou.

"But this little Yuan boss is too bad, not reminding us, neighbors." The boss dissatisfied and glanced at the lively Yuanzhou store.

"Oh, actually the nose is a little itchy, it seems who is chanting me." Yuanzhou frowned, resisted the desire to sneeze, continue to cook seriously.

During the cooking, Yuanzhou will not allow himself to sneeze, even with a mask.

Here, Yuanzhou enjoys the feeling of cooking, but there is noisy.

"How can it still threaten me to come, I am a regular business, you can still do what I can't do." Suit flat-headed man is very speechless to the wife of the boss.

"H, dare to lie to the old lady spent so much money, you spit it out to the old lady, immediately!" The proprietress and the boss faintly stopped the flat-headed man's way.

Tearing the war is a hit.

The flat-headed man who had been sticking to Yuanzhou now touched the noodle restaurant owner, that is, the wicked person’s own wicked person grinded...

Ps: ask for tickets~