Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

The ready-made hot pot ingredients were already set on the table, Wang Xiang was not polite when he sat on the table, picked up a plate of mutton rolls and poured it in.

Old Zhao, where's your hot pot dipping sauce?

Wang Xiang couldn't help asking after looking around but couldn't find any dipping ingredients.

Let's make use of this first. Zhao Zhen turned around and took out a box of dipping sauce bought in the supermarket and put it on the table.

Wang Xiang didn't talk nonsense, picked up the dipping material and poured it into the small bowl in front of him, and started to scoop up the mutton.

Uh-huh?

After one bite, Wang Xiang's eyes lit up, and then he ate several mouthfuls without stopping the chopsticks.

Delicious, so delicious!

Fragrant, spicy, fresh, fragrant, full of color and fragrance!

Wang Xiang exclaimed.

He traveled all over the world, and even ran a food wholesale business. He usually ate a lot of hot pot, but the one in front of him was definitely the best one he had ever eaten. When the strange taste bloomed in his mouth, he almost didn't call out.

Based on this taste, I dare to conclude that your Hedi Lao will definitely be popular!

People depend on food, and Wang Xiang is very clear about the importance of taste to a hot pot restaurant.

Hedilao has a recipe for this taste, and it can be said that half of the success is achieved at the beginning.

If you want me to eat this hot pot, will we still spend so long arguing on the wine table?

Wang Xiang gave Zhao Zhen a reproachful look. If the contract was signed because of favors, now it is entirely because of Hedilao's potential.

After all, Wang Xiang kept moving his hands, picked up mutton, beef, meatballs, and tripe, and put them all in, and the whole person began to feast on them.

Hey, old Zhao, why don't you eat it?

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't move his chopsticks from beginning to end, Wang Xiang asked.

I have already eaten.

Zhao Zhen explained, covering his stomach and hiccupping.

Before, in order to taste the taste, he and Ye Feng had already had a meal.

Because there is only one serving of ready-made bottom ingredients... So what Wang Xiang is eating now is actually what they left.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen felt a little ashamed.

But looking at Wang Xiang, he didn't seem to notice either.

Then I won't be polite.

Without raising his head, Wang Xiang continued to struggle.

...

Half an hour later, Wang Xiang wiped his mouth, and stopped eating with some unfulfilled intentions.

full.

Wang Xiang leaned back in the chair, picked up the cup and drank a glass of water, and began to rest.

But he didn't forget the purpose of coming today, so he just stood up after a short rest.

Brother Zhao, let's sign the contract.

Zhao Zhen nodded, and the group walked towards the living room.

...

In the living room, Wang Xiang signed his name, stamped the company's official seal, and handed the contract to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen didn't intend to write at all, but said: Let our boss sign this contract.

Is there really a boss?

Wang Xiang was a little surprised when he heard this.

He always thought that Hedilao was founded by Zhao Zhen, and the purpose was to fight against Xinwei.

Then I'll see you if I have a chance.

Wang Xiang became interested. He wanted to know who was the one who could recruit Zhao Zhen.

Could it be that a certain boss wants to enter the hot pot industry?

To be able to come up with such an astonishing formula and let Zhao Zhen serve his life, his status must be extraordinary.

There is a chance now. Zhao Zhen smiled mysteriously, and said to the bedroom: Boss Ye, come out.

Surname Ye?

Wang Xiang racked his brains, but he couldn't figure out that there is a big man in Quancheng with the surname Ye.

Just as he was thinking, a young man in his early twenties came out.

Boss Ye?

Wang Xiangteng stood up with a sound, his eyes showed shock. He never expected that the boss Zhao Zhen was talking about was so young.

Boss Wang, hello, my name is Ye Feng, the founder of Hedilao.

Walking in front of Wang Xiang, Ye Feng was not stage-frightened, stretched out his hand, and introduced himself generously.

Hello, Mr. Ye.

After all, Wang Xiang is an old fritter in the mall, so he reacted after being slightly shocked, and his face was immediately filled with a smile.

After the two sides shook hands, Wang Xiang stared at Ye Feng's face until he looked at Ye Feng and wondered if there was something on his face, then he looked away.

Mr. Ye, what a hero born a boy!

Wang Xiang couldn't help but said.

...

Brother Zhao, how are you doing?

Watching Wang Xiang leave, Ye Feng closed the door and asked Zhao Zhen.

The price is very reasonable, similar to the contract I signed when I was in Xinwei. Wang Xiang didn't mess with it. Zhao Zhen replied.

Um.

Ye Feng nodded.

Although the contract was signed by himself, Zhao Zhen knew the market better.

There is a reason for Ye Feng to ask this question. If Wang Xiang makes a small move on the price, then he urgently needs a supply chain now, so it will not happen for the time being.

But once the contract expires and Hedilao's operations have matured, it is time to consider changing suppliers.

After signing the contract, Ye Feng did not leave, but discussed the number of employees with Zhao Zhen.

Opening a store is not that simple. It is not just a matter of just hiring a few employees.

Human costs must be taken into account here.

If you ask less, the service cannot keep up, and if you ask more, it will affect the profit.

According to our service model. Zhao Zhen took out a piece of paper and wrote a line of numbers on the paper: About 8-10 waiters are needed, including a foreman.

According to the top grid, 10 people count.

Without even thinking about it, Ye Feng said.

Two more bar staff are needed. Zhao Zhen wrote another line of numbers.

The back kitchen needs a dishwasher and a handyman, about three.

As for the cooks, considering that we currently do not offer other dishes except hot pot, we probably need two seasoning chefs.

There is also a formula. Considering that our scale is relatively small now, I suggest that the master who came up with the formula make it himself.

Regarding the recipe, Ye Feng explained it like this.

I bought it from a master craftsman.

Although this explanation was far-fetched, fortunately Zhao Zhen didn't ask too much.

The old master is getting old, and he doesn't plan to go out of the mountain anymore.

Ye Feng thought for a while and said, Let's invite three masters, divide the ingredients into three parts, and ask them to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

Larger chain hot pot restaurants generally achieve the purpose of keeping secrets by building their own factories or spreading out the production process.

But Hedilao does not have this condition now, so it can only be bound by signing a confidentiality agreement.

But even so, Ye Feng, the core spice, still plans to grind it into powder in proportion by himself, and then send it to the seasoning master for preparation.

Although this is a bit hard, there is no other way until you find someone you can absolutely trust.

Even Zhao Zhen didn't know the specific content of the formula.

In this way, we need about 20 employees.

When Zhao Zhen made a conclusion, he was taken aback.

This means that the salary of each moonlight employee is more than 100,000 yuan, not including his own.

Considering the other costs of the hot pot restaurant, the monthly turnover is less than 30w, which is basically a loss.