The Richest Man: I Really Don’T Want To Make Money.

His day's work, apart from purchasing some fabrics and materials for the workshop, was all about purchasing for the canteen.

The materials in the workshop can be replenished regularly, but purchasing in the canteen is even simpler. Aunt Dong has customized recipes for each day. Wang Maonian will estimate the ingredients based on the recipes and then call the agreed market.

At that time, someone will be sent to the canteen specifically, so there will be no need for him at all.

The only thing he can do is to keep the purchase list and receipts, then make a report and send it to the company's finance department.

So during this day, apart from spending a certain amount of time learning computer office software, he didn't know what to do at all.

At this time, I heard that there were still problems that needed to be solved in the canteen, and I immediately became energetic.

"It's not a big deal, but Mr. Chen is worried that the employees won't have enough to eat. He asked me to cook as many dishes as possible."

“I made more, but there were leftovers every day.”

"I thought I would cook less next time, but next time it wasn't enough."

"I can't control the quantity. To ensure that the employees have enough food, I have to make more. But in this way, there will be a lot of food left after every meal. It is really wasteful."

When Wang Maonian said this, he sighed helplessly.

Whenever he saw so much food wasted like that, he felt heartbroken.

That’s all food!

Li Shen listened to Wang Maonian's words and touched his chin thoughtfully.

Shameful waste,

It really shouldn’t be wasted.

But if we don’t do more, we can’t guarantee that these meals will be enough for every meal.

Food for employees must be guaranteed, so we must do more.

Then there is only one question left, how to properly dispose of the leftover meals so that they will not seem so wasteful.

Thought for a long time,

Li Shen looked at Wang Maonian with a look of joy.

"There is a way. We can sell the leftover meals."

"Sell, how to sell?"

Wang Maonian looked at Li Shen doubtfully.

"Look, there are food trucks selling fast food at the entrance of the industrial park every noon and evening. We can also make the leftover meals into portions and sell them."

"I never ate less of those portions of rice before. Two meat dishes and one vegetable cost 13 yuan, and the boxes of the rice portions were all made of grids. The amount of food in each grid was actually not much."

"But we don't have to go to that trouble. We just buy a batch of disposable lunch boxes. Each lunch box contains two dishes, plus a box of rice, for fifteen yuan."

"Is fifteen yuan too expensive? Didn't you just say that two meat dishes and one vegetable only cost 13 yuan? Your two dishes cost 15 yuan. Will anyone buy it?" Wang Maonian asked worriedly.

Li Shen listened to Wang Maonian's worried words and shook his head.

"It's not expensive at all. The first thing is the cooking skills. Uncle Wang, you are all great chefs. The dishes you make are much better than those fast food outside."

"Also, there are six dishes in every meal in our canteen, and almost every dish has meat, so one lunch box is just two meat dishes. Then there is the amount of food. Even though they have three dishes, every dish is One small grid, when added up, is not as much food as one of our lunch boxes. And we also have a whole lunch box of white rice."

"All in all, it's totally worth fifteen yuan, and we're only disposing of the remaining meals, so there probably won't be too many portions, so don't worry about not being able to sell them all."

"And even if it can't be sold out, there's no loss. It's what's left."

"The most important thing is that our workshop gets off work earlier than other workshops. Our employees have finished eating, and the employees in other factories probably haven't gotten off work yet."

"We have plenty of time to put the rest of the meals into lunch boxes."

"Then give it a try?"

Wang Maonian said hesitantly. He has never done anything like this before, and he doesn't know if this method is feasible.

But as Li Shen said, it's all leftover anyway. Even if no one buys it, there is no loss.

"Of course I have to give it a try. I will go out to buy a disposable lunch box and test the water during dinner to see how the response is."

Li Shen slapped the table, stood up and walked out of the restaurant in a hurry.

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"This is it. Let's go in."

Wu Yu glanced at the office building, checked the navigation on his mobile phone, and said to the two colleagues beside him.

The three of them walked into the office building carrying a box of gifts each.

Entering the elevator, finally stopped in front of a company.

Cangxue Game.

"Is this another company owned by Mr. Chen?"

Wu Yu looked around the company curiously, then walked in with the two people around him.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The company receptionist at the door looked at the three people who entered and asked.

"We are salesmen from Changfeng Garment Factory, and we would like to find your Director Wei."

Wu Yu heard the front desk inquiry and answered.

"It's from Changfeng Garment Factory. Please wait a moment and I'll call the director's office."

When the front desk heard that it was from Changfeng Garment Factory, they didn't dare to neglect it. After all, Changfeng Garment Factory was also Mr. Chen's company, and it was also the first company. Director Wei was transferred from Changfeng Garment Factory.

Who knows if these people in front of me are also leaders transferred from Changfeng Garment Factory.

Thinking in his mind, he quickly called the director's office.

After a while,

The front desk looked at Wu Yu and the others apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Director Wei should not be in the office at this time. Please wait a moment while I go in to look for you."

"Okay, we're not in a hurry."

Wu Yu replied with a smile.

After hearing this, the front desk quickly walked into the company, and then went straight to the employee studio.

Sure enough, when he walked into the employee studio, he saw Director Wei sitting next to an employee, holding a notebook in his hand and recording something.

Seeing this,

He walked over and said softly.

"Director Wei, there are several salesmen from Changfeng Garment Factory looking for you."

Wei Yan heard that the salesman of Changfeng Garment Factory was Wu Yu.

Could it be that we have encountered difficulties in business, but just make a phone call, there is no need to come to him.

Thinking in his mind, he got up and walked outside with the front desk.

"Hello, Director Wei!"

When Wu Yu saw Wei Yan walking out of the company, he hurriedly said hello.

Wei Yan glanced at Wu Yu and then at the gift box in Wu Yu's hand, and he instantly understood.

"Come with me."

After several people entered the director's office.

Wu Yu hurriedly handed over the gift box in his hand.

"Master, I don't know what to buy, so I just bought a few boxes of tea. You can have a taste."

While talking,

He motioned to the two colleagues behind him with his eyes.

Seeing this, the other two colleagues also hurriedly handed over the gift boxes in their hands.

Wei Yan took the gift box and put it on the desk, looking at Wu Yu and jokingly said.

"Okay, I'll do some business work for a while. I'll learn this very quickly."

"It's better taught by the master."

Wu Yu chuckled.

"No, I haven't taught you for a few days. This master can't afford it."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Wei Yan waved his hand, sat down on the chair and looked at Wu Yu.