Chapter 437 - 165: Two Giant Orders

Chapter 437: Chapter 165: Two Giant Orders

Businessmen talk business.

This time, Feng Yaoyang had come to Jingzhou primarily to handle a project from the investment promotion bureau regarding a new themed street in the Development Zone.

After inspecting the area for the past few days, Feng Yaoyang had also discovered where the problem lay.

The Development Zone simply couldn’t support a massive project like a themed street.

A so-called "themed street" wasn’t just a simple matter of having food and drinks; it needed its own distinct character.

You could draw a comparison to cities like Dalian, Tianjin, and Shanghai.

A themed street must have its own unique style. You can’t just create a place for eating and drinking and call it a themed street.

So, Feng Yaoyang felt that instead of building a themed street, it would be better to scale back the investment and build a food street first.

That was also why he had been on the Jingzhou City food street the other day.

But after meeting Su Chen, Feng Yaoyang’s plans had changed.

The fact that he could offer a budget of a hundred thousand wasn’t because Feng Yaoyang was bad at business, but because he was exceptionally good at it.

Feng Yaoyang considered this money a "meeting gift." Only after an initial handshake could there be future collaborations.

Hong Kong businessmen were always very generous in this regard.

’Thirty kinds of snacks...’ Su Chen muttered to himself.

The budget was a hundred thousand, and President Feng would be in Jingzhou for another ten days. That came out to ten thousand a day, and all Su Chen had to do was make three kinds of snacks.

’It’s not difficult.’

He could test out his creations and make money at the same time.

But Su Chen didn’t agree right away.

"President Feng, I’m curious about this collaboration you’ve mentioned multiple times. What exactly do you have in mind?"

Feng Yaoyang didn’t beat around the bush. "I was originally planning to invest in a food street in the Development Zone. But after tasting your egg-fried rice, I feel that trying to build a food business near your company would be completely pointless."

After all, if someone was already in the Development Zone, why would they go to a food street instead of Delicious?

"So, I was thinking..." Feng Yaoyang glanced around. "This building of yours has a lot of empty space. It would be perfect for handling the ’snack’ side of things. I wonder if Boss Su would be interested?"

Su Chen’s brow furrowed slightly at his words.

The building housing Delicious wasn’t his property. To be blunt, anyone could rent those empty floors.

But in Su Chen’s own business plans, he had long earmarked those empty floors for his future expansion.

"President Feng, we don’t have any plans for that at the moment," Su Chen replied, rejecting Feng Yaoyang outright.

"Hmm, no need to rush things," Feng Yaoyang said, not the least bit discouraged by Su Chen’s rejection. "In any case, just being able to taste your cooking is a stroke of luck for me. Oh, right, that bobo chicken... is it really one yuan per skewer?"

Damn it!

Su Chen stared speechlessly at the middle-aged man. ’Are you fucking kidding me?’

Without so much as a sip of tea, Feng Yaoyang offered a few more compliments and left.

Su Chen had essentially accepted the hundred-thousand-yuan order.

’As for the collaboration, I’m not interested. The company is mine, and having someone else meddle in it would be a huge hassle.’

After seeing Feng Yaoyang out, Shang Mingke came in.

"Boss Su, we’re old friends. I’ll get straight to the point."

"Of course. Brother Shang, no need to be so formal with me."

Shang Mingke’s expression was a bit complicated. "You’ve become sworn brothers with Uncle Lu, and now you’re on brotherly terms with me too... This is..."

"Let’s just keep the relationships separate," Su Chen said, also finding it a bit amusing.

Shang Mingke shook his head. "We’re all family here; no need for such distinctions. The City Construction Group won an international bid, and the client is coming to visit our headquarters in a week. I’m hoping their first dinner can be at Delicious."

Before Su Chen could respond, Shang Mingke continued, "I heard you say just now that you weren’t planning on serving foreigners, but this time, the guests are all from abroad. Boss Su, we have a personal friendship. You have to help me with this."

"Tsk." Su Chen clicked his tongue.

’Just my luck.’

"What country are they from?" A dinner for foreigners wouldn’t be a simple affair.

Shang Mingke didn’t answer right away. He thought for a moment before saying, "This particular client has a rather special background."

"Tell me."

"He’s an overseas Chinese," Shang Mingke explained slowly. "He grew up in Yue Province and moved abroad with his father when he was fifteen. For the past thirty-odd years, he’s been living in France. The contract we won is for a project in France. Although the project is more or less a done deal, I still want to host them well. It’ll make things smoother down the line."

’The client is king, after all. Anyone would want to give them the best possible reception.’

’If for no other reason than to ensure they’re a little more forthcoming when it’s time to get paid.’

"Hey," Su Chen thought of something. "Sounds a bit like your former manager, doesn’t he?"

When Ling Shuyu was still working at Xinghui, she had introduced Shang Mingke to Su Chen, mentioning that he had also returned to China after studying abroad for many years.

"It’s different," Shang Mingke said. "If we’re just talking about food, it’s different. I was abroad for a few years, and when I came back, I craved the flavors of home. But this man has lived abroad for over thirty years! His time in China was just a brief period in his life."

"True," Su Chen said, leaning back and taking a deep breath. "So, in this situation... should I prepare French food, or should I prepare Cantonese cuisine... I’m at a complete loss!"

Shang Mingke mirrored his posture, clearly troubled by the same dilemma. "That’s why I said this requires your expertise!"

"Alright, I understand. The client arrives in a week, right?"

"Yes."

’At least there’s plenty of time to prepare.’

"I’ll definitely help you with this. My reluctance to serve foreigners is because I don’t want to get mixed up with the media and magazines. But of course, I’ll help you, Brother Shang."