Chapter 94 Can We Sit Here?

Although Shen Chen is only a 16-year-old boy, he has completely become the soul of Dahanbao. Whether it is store decoration, equipment purchase, material promotion...in fact, Shen Chen is inseparable from all aspects.

The elders felt that, at least, in terms of foreign fast food, Shen Chen knew more and had more experience than them!

Therefore, when such an important event happened, their first reaction was to let Shen Chen make up his mind.

Wu Daan said indignantly: "That dealer's words are so annoying, saying that his customers are all McDonald's, KFC, and Wal-Mart, and that for small customers like us, he doesn't care if there is one more or one less. At that price, whether we want it or not.”

Gu Kai's mother, Pan Shasha, said: "Old Wu was quite polite, but his tone was so mean that his eyes almost grew to the sky. We were so angry that we left."

Luo Aiguo said: "However, their business is really good. We were there for a short while and saw several truckloads of goods being taken away."

The elders were angry and had no choice but to talk a lot with Chen Chen.

But Shen Chen knew that the current wholesale market was like this.

At this time, e-commerce and logistics are underdeveloped, and ordinary businessmen who want to buy goods can only choose to go to the local wholesale market.

In a market, there are often only one or two dealers of similar products.

What is this called?
A near-monopolistic seller's market.

The resources are in their hands, and they are all like their ancestors, which can't be dragged down.

Because there are only one or two in the whole market, the supply may be in short supply. If you don’t buy it, some people will buy it. Naturally, you won’t care about small customers, and the price quoted will definitely not be the same as that of big customers. I don't even bother to look at you, maybe I think you're wasting your time and chase people away.

What can you do?
No!

Who puts resources in the hands of others?

After another ten years, the e-commerce and logistics industries have gradually developed, customers have more choices, and competition among industries has also increased. With the slogan of "don't let middlemen make the difference", the situation has gradually improved.

So, what to do now?
The opening is coming soon, don't you want to sell it?

If you grit your teeth and buy the goods at the price given by the other party, the cost of a serving of French fries will rise to about [-] yuan, which is almost the retail price that Dahanbao ordered, and the cost price of the hamburger will also increase accordingly.

Adding in the rent, labor and various expenses, not to mention making money, it's not bad to lose money!
**
Eight o'clock in the evening.

Chu City Cold Fresh Wholesale Market.

No. A-22, Qunsheng Frozen Products Wholesale Department.

As usual, the boss, Liang Dechang, finished taking stock of the sales and inventory of the day, closed the door quite happily, hummed a song with the key in his pocket, walked out of the market, and turned into an alley not far from the market.

This alley is a nearby snack street, with fried vegetables and rice, pan-fried dumplings, hot pot hot dry noodles, barbecue skewers...everything is available. After closing every day, he used to come here for supper and drink some wine before going back .

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was the time when Chu City's supper just started.

The crowd grew up little by little, with noisy voices, punches and persuasion, laughter and words, the clashing of spatulas and pans, the crackling of food falling into the hot fat... all gathered together, and it was extremely lively.

When he came to a barbecue restaurant he frequented, Liang Dechang first found an empty table to sit down, and then shouted as usual: "Boss, here is a bottle of beer, a plate of edamame, a dozen mutton, two chicken feet, three skewers of leeks and two A string of lotus roots..."

After a while, the boss brought up his order.

Liang Dechang was quite comfortable drinking wine and eating barbecue.

At this moment, several young people walked towards Liang Dechang.

Liang Dechang didn't pay attention at first, thinking it was the guests who came to eat barbecue, but they walked straight to his table without looking sideways.

One of them put his hands in his pockets, and the tall and handsome young man smiled at him.

"Can we sit here?" he asked.

But before Liang Dechang could answer, he randomly picked a plastic chair from the side with his feet, and sat down on the opposite side of Liang Dechang.

The other two young people also sat down on the left and right of Liang Dechang. The last one moved a little slower and squeezed together with the thinner one.

Liang Dechang looked at the four young people who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of surprise.

The handsome young man on the opposite side looked a bit cold, but at least he was normal.

The other three...

One is dyed yellow hair, with a fierce face, puffing clouds; the other is thin but muscular, with a shiny skull earring on his left ear; the other is full of acne, with a short haircut The back is long, and the bottom few locks of hair on the back of the head are tied into a small braid, which sways with the movement.

Except for the one on the opposite side who started to say a word, the other three didn't speak, they just stared at him like a wolf.

Liang Dechang was horrified by the sight, and couldn't help turning his head to look around.

There are plenty of empty tables.

Why did these brats sit here with him?

He was full of confusion and couldn't figure it out, and he also felt a little restless.

At this time, the young man on the opposite side raised his eyebrows and said again: "Are you—Boss Liang from the Wholesale Department of Qunsheng Frozen Products?"

Uh...they recognize themselves?
Liang Dechang was even more puzzled, and said, "That's right, you are..."

boom!
The yellow hair suddenly went berserk, slapped the table, almost knocked the barbecue on the table to the ground, and shouted: "It's you, it made my dad almost have a cerebral hemorrhage!"

Liang Dechang: "????"

The young man in the middle said: "Dalong, speak up, the ashes are fucking falling on me."

Huangmao let out a "humph", but took down the cigarette and crushed it out with his foot.

Liang Dechang swallowed, and said cautiously, "Well, little brothers, please tell me what you have to say, I don't quite understand..."

To be honest, a veteran like him who has been in the mall for many years is not afraid of competitors or social people, but the most frightening thing is the half-grown kid in front of him who may not even have full hair.

Each circle has its own rules and playing methods.

Competitors are out for business, and most people in society are out for money. There is no reason, they will not cause trouble, and they will not break the rules of the game casually.

But this kind of stunned young man is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and only wants to breathe.

When they get angry, they tend to lose their minds and ignore the rules of your ass.

He has seen not one or two such examples.

Just a few months ago, Lao Huang, who wholesaled ice cream in the market, got into an argument with a young man who came to buy ice cream for some reason. The sword is coming.

It is unimaginable how things would have evolved if the security guards in the market hadn't happened to be nearby at that time and stopped the other party.

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