The man who turned the times

Chapter 63
In the early morning of the next day, Su Yang woke up, but he was awakened by hunger.

Today is Saturday, because the college entrance examination is approaching, I still have to go to class.

But Su Yang didn't really want to go to class today, so he called Jiang Chengfeng and successfully asked for leave.

Mom didn't come back last night, probably addicted to playing mahjong, so there is no breakfast this morning, so Su Yang can only do it himself.

After breakfast, Su Yang felt a little sleepy, so he went back to the bedroom and fell asleep with his head covered.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that I got up energetically to wash up, left the house, and went straight to the company.

However, I don't know if it's because he digested too quickly after using the fitness card. He ate so much this morning, but now he was hungry again after going out and walking halfway.

"Is this the rhythm for me to turn into a foodie?" Su Yang muttered after rubbing his belly.

Glancing at the facades on the side of the street, I saw 'Zhangji Fast Food Restaurant' and 'Shuicheng Mutton Noodles'.

"Coincidentally." Su Yang smiled and stepped into the mutton noodle shop.

It's 10:30 in the morning, it's not even lunch time, but there are not many people eating noodles.

In addition to the customers who ate in the store, when Su Yang ate a bowl of rice noodles here, he saw eight riders from Yuanyang's takeaway, who entered the store and took away more than a dozen rice noodles.

A curious customer asked the boss: "Boss He, what do those people in yellow clothes do? I see that several groups of them came to your place to get the powder and left without paying."

Boss He, who was sitting at the cashier counter at the door, said with a smile: "That's the delivery staff of Yuanyang Food Delivery. They are all paid by others online. They just come to the store to pick up the goods directly."

"Pay online? What do you mean?"

Boss He said: "Takeaway, that is, you order food online, pay for it, and then the delivery staff of Yuanyang Takeaway will come to my store to pick up the food, and then deliver it to you."

"Is there such a good thing? Why haven't I heard of it before."

"It didn't exist before, and the takeaway has only just emerged."

"Oh, so it is."

At this time, the proprietress of the Zhangji fast food restaurant next door walked over and asked Boss He with a smile: "Old He, your business is good today."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can barely make ends meet." Boss He said modestly.

"If you call it living, our family is really losing money."

"Haha, Mrs. Zhang, you really know how to tell jokes."

The proprietress of Zhangji fast food restaurant smiled, approached Boss He and said, "I heard that your store sold a lot on the Yuanyang takeout platform yesterday?"

"Not much, just over 200 orders."

The proprietress of Zhang Ji fast food shop stared wide-eyed: "More than 200 orders, only?"

She has been paying attention to Yuanyang's takeaway, and knows that an order of takeaway costs at least 20 yuan.

That is to say, Boss He's house sold more than 4000 yuan in a day on the delivery platform yesterday.

For a powder shop, this is not a small sum.

Boss He chuckled and said, "It's nothing to me. Go and see KFC and McDonald's. They can sell one or two thousand orders a day."

"One or two thousand orders!" The lady proprietress of Zhang Ji fast food restaurant stopped talking, with a wry smile on her face.

KFC and McDonald's, they are big brands with unique characteristics, and those who open small restaurants are definitely incomparable with others.

However, based on Boss He's words, it's not difficult for the proprietress of Zhang Ji's fast food restaurant to read the current popularity of takeaway.

"By the way, Mrs. Zhang, why didn't your fast food restaurant settle in Yuanyang Takeaway?"

"Uh, there's something wrong with this..."

Boss He said: "You shouldn't do this. I heard that the 'Big Beard Fast Food Restaurant' in the next street sold more than 200 orders until eleven o'clock in the evening the day before yesterday."

"So much?" Zhang Ji's fast food restaurant proprietress exclaimed: "Is it the total amount for the day, or the amount for takeaway?"

Boss He replied: "Of course it is the amount of takeaway."

The eyes of the proprietress of Zhang Ji fast food restaurant flickered.

Her family's fast food restaurant only sells about 12 servings a day offline, and each serving only sells for [-] yuan.

The fast food restaurant on the next street sold more than 200 orders a day on the Yuanyang food delivery platform, and each order was at least 20 yuan.

Such a comparison, the proprietress of Zhang Ji fast food restaurant suddenly felt very unhappy.

After calming down, she asked, "Then the money for the takeaway hasn't been suppressed?"

"Suppression is sure to be suppressed, but it's nothing, it's only a week, as long as there is money to back it up, we must make money."

Boss He said: "Besides, there is a contract, so I'm not afraid of them being foolish. When the time comes, I don't want to do it anymore, and we will settle it together. What are you afraid of?"

"Is that so?"

Boss He said: "Ms. Zhang, the platform of Yuanyang Food Delivery is really good. Now that there are more and more catering companies, business is getting harder and harder. I advise your family to sign an agreement quickly. Don't hesitate, or you will wait later." If it grows bigger, you won’t be able to sign even if you want to.”

The lady proprietress of Zhang Ji fast food restaurant blinked her eyes, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Lao He, I have something to do in the store, so let's go first."

"Go." Boss He nodded with a smile.

Back at the Zhang Ji fast food restaurant, the old ladies looked at Zhang Hengdong who was sitting in the shop smoking a cigarette, and suddenly became out of breath, walked over and grabbed the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped on it.

"Hey, what are you doing, you?" Zhang Hengdong gave his wife a dissatisfied look.

"You did a good job!"

"What's wrong with you, crazy, what good did I do?"

The proprietress snorted in a low voice: "Do you know how many takeout orders the old He family sold on Yuanyang takeout yesterday?"

"How many orders can I sell? Ten or twenty orders at most, and the mutton powder at his house doesn't taste good." Zhang Hengdong didn't care, he took out a cigarette and prepared to continue lighting it.

"Hmph, more than ten or twenty? They sold more than 200 orders yesterday."

Zhang Hengdong's hand, which was about to light a cigarette, froze in mid-air, looking at his wife dully, "How much do you say?"

"Old He himself said that there are more than 200 orders, and each order is at least 20 yuan."

"How is it possible!" Zhang Hengdong exclaimed, in disbelief: "His mutton powder tastes so watery and the quantity is so small, can it sell more than 200 orders a day?"

"I can't believe this is fake, and there's no need for Lao He to lie to us, and do you know that the fast food restaurant next door to Beard's also sells more than 200 orders a day."

Zhang Hengdong's eyes flickered, and he muttered: "It's just a takeaway, is the sales volume that big?"

"I don't know if it's big or not. Anyway, I just know that as long as we also use takeaway, the business will definitely double compared to what it is now."

"This……"

"What's this, hurry up and call the person at Yuanyang's takeaway, and make a deal about the contract, we can't just watch others make money."

"Well, I've said that before, they probably won't cooperate with us, right?"

"How do you know if you don't try it? Hurry up and call."

"I don't have a phone number." Zhang Hengdong smiled wryly.

"I remember, I read to you, you type."

So, the couple gathered together and dialed Li Wei's phone number.

(End of this chapter)