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Chapter 83 Success!

Song Xiaoran slept until 11 o'clock.

She got up and stretched, feeling comfortable all over.

I've been so busy lately that I haven't even slept well.

Last night, she gathered all her employees to rehearse and rehearse all the possible situations they might encounter during today's opening, which lasted until past 10 o'clock.

After finishing, I held a small meeting with the store managers of the four stores to explain some details repeatedly.

For example, what should I do if I encounter customers who are picky and find fault with me? What if a customer asks for sugar but doesn’t add it? What if they don’t add sugar but adds sugar? What if the queue is too long? What if they sell out all the milk tea in the store? What should the customers do, for example, if no one buys, how can they go to the street and ask people to try the drink...

In short, Song Xiaoran has imagined countless possibilities in her mind, down to the smallest details, and strives to have a plan in mind for all situations.

I originally thought that I would be very excited today, but Song Xiaoran found that it was okay and she was still calm at the moment.

This time I really put everything into it.

Even the money spent on purchasing goods for the clothing stall was used to rent a warehouse and office.

It can be said that there is no way out.

If the milk tea sales are unsuccessful, the clothing stall will have no money to purchase goods, and the employees' wages will not be paid next month.

At that time, you will be completely destitute and back to your original shape!
  Not just money, but people.

My mother resigned yesterday and is ready to help support her in the future.

My brother’s scrap station is also closed today and he is planning to help with the transportation of goods today.

There is also Qingqing, who helps design store paper cups and other small gifts for free. I also took leave today to go to the Xincheng store to help.

This is the store that Song Xiaoran expects to be the busiest, and it is also the flagship store that has prepared the most manpower and resources.

"Oh, it won't be so deserted by then that we won't be able to sell a cup."

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoran's original confidence suddenly became a little discouraged.

She raised her head and looked at the time. It was 11 o'clock. There was no point in thinking too much.

Regardless of whether things are good or bad, the outcome is determined!
  "Just die, if you can't do anything else!"

Song Xiaoran washed up briefly, picked up the landline at home, and called the paging station:
  "Please call 0808521, please leave the information with my home phone number."

Normally, this phone call would take three months, but thanks to my uncle’s many friends who are everywhere, the telecommunications office installed the plug the day before yesterday.

The phone didn't ring once all morning. Although I had a good rest, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Song Xiaoran put down the phone and said to himself: "This is really Zhao Shaokang, please give me a call if it works or not. Let's celebrate happily together if it works. If it doesn't work, let's figure out a solution together!"

jingle--

The phone rang. Song Xiaoran took a deep breath and picked up the phone:
  "Zhao Shaokang?"

On the other end of the phone: "Yeah. Are you awake? How was your rest?"

Song Xiaoran thought nonsense, otherwise I would call you in my dream, "Well, I slept well. How was it?"

Song Xiaoran's voice was trembling slightly, but Zhao Shaokang's voice on the other end of the phone was still calm:

"Something's wrong."

"What's the problem?" Song Xiaoran held the phone tightly, her heart in her throat.

Zhao Shaokang on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then his signature cold and magnetic voice continued:

"The prepared milk tea is not enough to sell, and there is a serious shortage of manpower." Song Xiaoran was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and then said: "...we succeeded?"

Zhao Shaokang said "Yeah", his voice was a little wavy and no longer as suppressed as usual.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Song Xiaoran was ecstatic, throwing the phone into the air excitedly, and happily spinning around the house.

Zhao Shaokang, who was directing the dispatch in the newly rented warehouse, also smiled brightly when he heard the laughter coming from the phone and the blind tone that was dropped to the ground and hung up.

Zhao Shaokang looked at his watch. Two minutes had passed. Guessing that Song Xiaoran's excitement was over for the time being, he dialed the phone again.

Song Xiaoran responded instantly: "Zhao Shaokang, I just said that my milk tea is good! I just said that my idea of ​​advertising is okay! I said it, I said it."

Zhao Shaokang smiled and said, "Yeah, I never doubted you."

Song Xiaoran couldn't suppress her happiness: "Hahaha, the 8000 cups of ingredients prepared today won't be sold until the morning?"

Zhao Shaokang snorted: "I'm in the process of urgent dispatch. I've prepared a plan, and the employees have been trained. Short-term shortages are no big problem."

Song Xiaoran reminded: "Remember to remind the employees that if there are people who are still queuing after the goods are sold out, give them a small card, and they will have priority to buy when the store opens tomorrow."

"Understood, you told them all this."

"We also have an event where you get a free drink if you collect the twelve zodiac stickers. Don't mess with it."

"Understood, you have told them all this."

"Also, don't neglect customers just because the sales are good. Any problems or disputes should be handled strictly in accordance with the employee rules I established."

"Understood, they all know it by heart."

"And more and more and more..."

Zhao Shaokang finally couldn't help but interrupt: "Xiaoran, I still have some urgent matters to deal with here."

"Oh, you're busy!" Song Xiaoran thought that everyone else was too busy now, and she felt a little bit guilty when she woke up naturally at noon. "Is there anything you need my help with?"

"You can help -" Zhao Shaokang said in a long voice, "Think about what to eat to celebrate tonight. I think this is something you might like to do."

"Hahaha," Song Xiaoran laughed: "Leave this to me! I promise to complete the task!"
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  10pm, Xincheng BBQ.

This is a barbecue restaurant recommended by my uncle. Not surprisingly, the owner is one of his many friends.

The entire second floor has been reserved by Song Xiaoran, with a total of about twenty people setting up 5 or 6 tables.

Song Xiaoran insisted on setting up so many tables with so few people.

Her theory is very simple. Although it is a celebration, the food must be enjoyable. If the barbecue is to be enjoyable, there must be no more than four people at the table.

The customer is God, especially the boss is a friend of God. The waiter was happy to change the small table.

An oven, various meat skewers, vegetables and beer were set out.

"Ahem, let me just say a few words."

Song Xiaoran stood up, raised his wine glass, and looked at his tablemate and the table next door. His face was slightly red even before he drank the wine.

At the same table is mother Zhao Xinxin and Du Qingqing, and at the table next to her is father Zhao Shaokang and brother Wu Shuai. My uncle is not here today, so he is probably a bit embarrassed.

The remaining tables are all staff tables for girls.

"Well, today's success belongs to everyone! Especially you!" Song Xiaoran said towards the staff table, "You have worked really hard. Everyone worked for 10 hours today and didn't even have time to drink. I'm really sorry, we didn't I thought it would be so popular. In addition to the additional bonuses, we will also send additional manpower."

(End of this chapter)