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Chapter 96 Buffet Party 1
  Song Xiaoran said hello: "Brother Yao, long time no see. Who are you waiting for? Where is my dad? Tell me the room number and I will go up by myself?"

Secretary Yao said quickly: "I'm waiting for you, Miss Song. Please come this way."

Song Xiaoran was confused by Secretary Yao's enthusiastic yet respectful attitude, so she could only politely thank him and follow him into the elevator.

"Brother Yao, what is the occasion today? Would it be inappropriate for my dad to ask me to come over for a meal?"

Secretary Yao understood that she was afraid that the occasion would be too formal and uncomfortable, so she quickly said: "It's appropriate. There are a lot of people today. It's a reception for the group. It's a Western buffet. No wine is served. The atmosphere is very relaxed. I think Miss Song should be able to get used to it." of."

After listening to Secretary Yao's explanation, Song Xiaoran nodded. That seemed okay. He just had to eat without socializing.

The two of them reached the top floor, exited the elevator and turned right to the buffet restaurant. There were people coming and going in the restaurant at this moment. Song Xiaoran and Secretary Yao came in through the side door without being conspicuous.

Song Xiaoran took the tableware, put steak, fried shrimp, grilled chicken wings and spaghetti on the plate, poured a glass of juice, and found a seat to sit down.

"Miss Song, please sit down first. I'll see if Director Song is free." Secretary Yao said goodbye and walked to the inner hall.

Song Xiaoran said hello, looked up, and saw her father sitting at a table in the inner hall, chatting with several people of similar age and extraordinary bearing.

It looks so busy, so... I'll eat first!

Song Xiaoran put his head down and started to work. He started to score in his mind as he knelt. The steak was pretty good, not so raw and suited my stomach. 8 points. The fried shrimps were a bit cold but the taste was okay. 7 points. Grilled chicken wings...

"Eat slowly."

At the familiar voice, Song Xiaoran looked up and saw Song Wenxuan and Secretary Yao standing in front of him.

Song Wenxuan frowned slightly: "You should also eat some vegetables, since they are all meat."

"Hey, dad, I'm hungry! I'm so hungry after eating meat!" Song Xiaoran stuck out her tongue and said mischievously. .

Song Wenxuan looked at Song Xiaoran's sheen, took out a tissue from the side to wipe her off, and shook his head helplessly: "The big boss doesn't pay attention to his eating habits."

"Oh, dad! What kind of big boss am I? I open a small shop and make a little money, hehe, a little money." Song Xiaoran said with a smile.

"Huh, small money?" Song Wenxuan sat down, his tone half self-deprecating and half proud, "You make a lot more than your dad."

Song Xiaoran smiled: "Dad, you can't calculate it like that! Some things cannot be measured with money.

Your group has tens of thousands of employees and provides jobs for so many people, which can support tens of thousands of families!

Although I earn a little more, I only have dozens of employees.

So you are making big money and doing great deeds, while I am just making small money, and I am content with being small. "

Song Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and turned to look at Secretary Yao: "Xiao Yao, look at my daughter's consciousness. Is it higher than the people at the table just now?"

Secretary Yao was wondering about the identity of the people at the table just now. He didn't dare to answer the conversation, so he could only laugh and give Song Xiaoran a thumbs up: "Ms. Song is a genius in the business world, and she cannot be compared to ordinary people!"

"Brother Yao, you are so polite, I'm embarrassed to say it." Song Xiaoran thought in her heart that this praise was too much. Secretary Yao shook his head quickly: "I'm not polite, I really mean it from the bottom of my heart."

As the personal secretary of Director Song, he still remembers how excited and proud Director Song was when he learned that the milk tea advertising and marketing plan was made by his daughter.

Later, they continued to pay attention to the popularity of milk tea shops!
  Song Wenxuan looked at his daughter, his face full of pride and pride: "Xiao Yao can't praise you too much. Xiao Ran, how many beverage shops have you grown to now? How much is your turnover?"

The group has been too busy recently. Song Wenxuan has not been home for a week. He is running around every day. Although he cares about his daughter very much, he does not even have time to chat with her face to face.

We can only choose to meet now during dinner time!
  Song Xiaoran is also a little ashamed. She has really had less communication with her father recently. Since she went home to make a phone call one week ago, it was Liu Xiuwen who answered the phone. After a few cold words, she hung up.

No contact since then.

"It has grown to 8 stores recently, and the business is not as hot as when it first opened. However, the weather has gotten colder recently, and the sales of hot milk tea have gradually improved. Recently, the daily turnover should be 1 to 5, and the daily profit is about 2."

Song Xiaoran wanted to be as specific as possible. The number should be about this amount. You can't tell your dad frankly that I am a hands-off shopkeeper. You can ask my partners for details.

Next to him, Secretary Yao took a breath of cold air and became a little unsteady while standing, thinking in his mind:
  "8000 a day, 24 a month! My monthly salary is 240. It's exactly 100 times, and it takes me 100 years a year. Oh my god..."

Song Wenxuan nodded happily, feeling sincerely happy for his daughter's achievements: "What's the next plan? Continue to open branches?"

Song Xiaoran spread his hands: "The original plan was to continue opening branches and open franchisees to join next month..."

"Join!" When Secretary Yao heard these two keywords, he couldn't help but said, regardless of politeness or impoliteness, "What does joining mean?"

Song Xiaoran explained: "The merchants pay us the franchise fee and equipment and raw material fees. We are responsible for providing the equipment and raw materials, and the merchants are responsible for the operation. They take the big part of the profit and we take the small part."

Secretary Yao felt her heart heat up after hearing this. She almost blurted out the words "I want to join", but luckily she swallowed it down.

This must be a matter of private contact. If you say it in front of Director Song, doesn't it mean that you are rebellious? !
  Do you still want to do it?

Song Wenxuan clasped his knuckles rhythmically on the table, thinking about Song Xiaoran's words quickly. After a long time, he sighed: "You accomplished this thing, but the result is unimaginable... It's really... a scary life... …”

Song Wenxuan's words contained not only exclamation, but also some sense of frustrated hope.

He had always wanted Song Xiaoran to come to the group to help him, but now that his daughter has her own career, this idea should be completely abandoned.

[This was the original plan, but now, hey, the plan cannot keep up with the changes. We can handle Li Qirui's first two steps, but we are most afraid that he will not uphold martial ethics in the end. That’s when dad needs to step in! 】

Song Xiaoran's mind changed and he hesitated whether to ask his father for help.

Song Wenxuan's eyes suddenly became sharp. He silently remembered the words "Li Qirui" in his heart and followed her thoughts:
  "Xiao Ran, you just said this was the original plan? Now, has anything changed?"

[Dad is really good at predicting things. It seems that I really can’t hide things. How to mention it to dad? I still want to try to solve it myself first! 】

(End of this chapter)