Chapter 135 The Power of Good Food

After dinner, everyone left Ming Yun Private Kitchen, bidding farewell.

Bao Xu's eyes were full of sorrow, feeling a sense of despair at the thought of wandering outside for the next month.

The others returned to their respective homes after the dinner.

Tomorrow they would have to return to their respective work posts and continue to work diligently.

However, Peiqian was puzzled that the people in charge of both the loss-making projects and the profitable projects seemed to have become very motivated after this dinner.

Ma Yiqun of Zhongdian Chinese Network was one of them. The website had been losing money all along. President Pei comforted him this time, stabilizing his mindset, so it was understandable that he was so motivated.

But why did Huang Sibao and the others also seem to be greatly encouraged?

Pei Qian was a little puzzled. I didn't say anything to them?

Could it be the power of the food?

Soon, everyone left.

Pei Qian looked at the time. It was a little after 8 PM, the timing of the dinner was just right.

The waiters in Ming Yun Private Kitchen were cleaning up and tidying up, and it seemed that they would be busy for a while.

However, this busyness was only temporary, because for a long time to come, Ming Yun Private Kitchen should not have any new customers.

Ming Yun Private Kitchen’s location was so remote and hidden that it was difficult for the average person to find. Even if they did, they probably couldn't afford it.

Of course, this news would definitely not be kept secret. After all, President Pei had so many employees, and they ate so much good stuff today that they would probably brag to their friends when they got back.

But still, this place was remote and expensive, so most people couldn't afford it out of their own pockets.

Even if the news spread and attracted a small number of local tyrants to eat there, it didn't matter, as long as the number of customers wasn't too large, Ming Yun Private Kitchen would always continue to lose money.

Of course, Pei Qian never forgot that Ming Yun Private Kitchen's primary goal was to spend money in a hurry, to meet the needs of employee gatherings.

Therefore, Pei Qian directly booked the next long period of dinners.

According to the current rules of the system, team building and dinners could be held about once every two months.

The frequency and level of the dinner seemed to depend on the current size and financial situation of the company.

Of course, there was also a premise, that there must be a legitimate reason for the dinner.

For the current Pei Qian, it was easy to find a legitimate reason. It could be to celebrate the launch of a new game, to commend the performance of a certain department, to establish a new department and welcome new employees, and so on.

Therefore, Pei Qian directly booked Ming Yun Private Kitchen at a frequency of once every two months.

The specific dinner dates were set on the 20th of even-numbered months, when it was close to the end of the month, just in time to spend money in a hurry.

In addition, Pei Qian also booked the largest private room in Ming Yun Private Kitchen for the first and third Sundays of each month, to be used for possible business banquets.

These reservations had the highest priority and would remain valid until Pei Qian decided to change them.

This was mainly to avoid the situation of colliding reservations. In case a real local tyrant made a reservation in advance, even for two or three weeks in a row, it would be embarrassing if Pei Qian, the boss, couldn't make a reservation himself.

Although Pei Qian felt that it was absolutely impossible for Ming Yun Private Kitchen to become so popular, he had to prepare in advance just in case.

In addition, if there was a sudden demand for business banquets, he could also make a reservation at any time, but only if the restaurant had vacancies and two or three days in advance to prepare the ingredients.

Lin Canrong came to Pei Qian's side: "How is it, President Pei, are you satisfied with today's dishes?"

Pei Qian nodded: "Very good, very satisfied!"

In fact, he couldn't be sure whether these sky-high-priced dishes were worth so much money. After all, he had never eaten these good things in other high-end restaurants, so it was difficult to compare.

But after observing the expressions of Lin Wan and Assistant Xin during the meal, he could probably guess that these dishes were indeed extraordinary.

Pei Qian's requirements for Lin Canrong were also very simple, just to manage the kitchen well and ensure that he could eat delicious dishes every time he came to the dinner.

It was better that Chef Lin knew nothing about other things such as store marketing and publicity.

"The current situation is very good, keep it up."

"Remember, your primary goal is to provide customers with the best products and services, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

"Just like when you were at Moyu Internet Cafe."

Pei Qian hinted that after all, Lin Canrong could be said to have made no achievements when he was the store manager at Moyu Internet Cafe, and Pei Qian hoped that he could continue to maintain it.

Lin Canrong didn't hear the hidden meaning, and thought that this was just President Pei's daily instructions, and quickly nodded: "Okay, President Pei, I will definitely do my best to ensure the best dining experience for customers!"

After eating and drinking enough, Pei Qian and Ma Yang strolled away from Ming Yun Private Kitchen and walked towards the nearby Moyu Internet Cafe.

It just so happened that the surrounding environment was relatively quiet, the weather was not cold, and walking could help them digest.

As they walked, the two passed Nifeng Inn and the bar next to it.

As soon as they passed the entrance of the bar, several enthusiastic young men and women pulled the two inside, a little too enthusiastically.

Pei Qian and Ma Yang struggled for a long time before they finally broke free.

Having just come out of Ming Yun Private Kitchen, with a belly full of good food and a belly full of good wine, who would want to go to this kind of place to drink inferior wine?

Pei Qian now just wanted to sit in Moyu Internet Cafe and then go home to sleep. He had no interest in this kind of overly noisy bar.

However, Pei Qian glanced inside and found that the bar's situation was not optimistic. Although it was doing a grand opening promotion, there were still few customers.

The resident singer inside was trying hard to sing, trying to liven up the atmosphere in the bar, but it was always a little bit off.

No wonder these waiters all ran to the door to solicit customers.

Pei Qian felt a little sympathetic to President Li for no reason.

Since learning that the chain Internet cafe had accepted Fuhui Capital's investment last time, Pei Qian had vaguely felt that the nearby stores were probably President Li's work.

Although President Li’s burning himself to illuminate others moved Pei Qian very much, judging from the way things were developing now, President Li was probably losing a lot of money...

Why did President Li have to meddle in this business with me?

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Arriving at the entrance of Moyu Internet Cafe, Pei Qian and Ma Yang pushed the door open and entered.

However, Pei Qian was stunned when he saw the familiar figure drinking in the corner.

Isn't this President Li?

How coincidental!

I just passed by your bar and talked about you?

Li Shi was also stunned when he saw Pei Qian.

Because Pei Qian hadn't been to the Ming Yun Mountain Villa Moyu Internet Cafe for a while, Li Shi just came to have a drink and relax, and didn't expect him to come.

It was a bit awkward to run into each other by chance.

However, Pei Qian didn't mind, after all, this was one of his few good friends!

Pei Qian sat down opposite Li Shi and smiled: "President Li has come from afar, are you here to spy on the enemy?"

This sentence was said in a joking tone, but Li Shi was very clear about its meaning.

He thought to himself: "Sure enough, President Pei already knew that StarLe Internet Cafe and the nearby shops were all related to me..."

"Well, that's normal, after all, the other party is President Pei..."

Li Shi had gained a new understanding of Pei Qian in the Moyu Internet Cafe flagship store incident, so he naturally didn't dare to take him lightly.

Now that President Pei had brought the matter to light, it was still a little awkward.

After all, Li Shi had invested in StarLe Internet Cafe and invested in shops near the Ming Yun Mountain Villa store, which looked like it was aimed at Moyu Internet Cafe.

Although Li Shi believed that President Pei had no evidence and was just guessing, since they were both smart people, it was meaningless to deny it, and there was no need to pretend to be confused.

Li Shi smiled: "President Pei, don't mind, this is normal business behavior."

"And I'm not targeting President Pei's Moyu Internet Cafe, I just think President Pei has good vision, so I want to follow along and get a share of the pie."