Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 225: Could He Be Your Son-in-Law?
The first time Jiang Beicheng met Zhang Yong, he was still a newcomer in the catering industry. He wanted to learn from a catering brand with an annual revenue of 10 billion, so Zhang Yong did not have a deep impression of him.

But when they met for the second time at the Michelin Restaurant Guide's announcement ceremony, Zhang Yong was deeply impressed by him.

At that time, Beicheng Hotel gradually became an influential catering IP.

Now the traffic IP of Beicheng Hotel is no longer comparable.

Jiang Beicheng was about to finish his meal when he sent a message to Zhang Yong. He said that they were both there and wanted to find a place to have tea and chat.

He likes to communicate with his peers and business seniors.

Some experiences cannot be summarized in books and are worth learning.

Of course, many predecessors can also get some inspiration from him to adapt to the new market.

"Beicheng, you eat first, I'll go in and play for a while." Dad Wu stood up and said, holding a glass of wine.

This kind of opportunity is too rare for him. If he can seize the opportunity and get into that circle, his business will be much easier.

This is what they see as business acumen and social skills.

Wu Ma pulled him and felt it was unnecessary.

If you can't fit in, don't force it. A man should save some face for himself in public.

"Don't worry, I know what to do!" Dad Wu patted Mom Wu's hand gently, smiled and went to the private room inside.

Knock politely.

He gently opened the door and greeted with a smile, "Mr. Zhang."

He called out "Boss Zhang" and then politely greeted the other bosses, "Excuse me, bosses."

Everyone at the table looked at Wu Yuhua at the door.

Wu Yuhua looked at Boss Zhang with a smile.

Boss Zhang's expression changed slightly.

No, you really came?

I was just being polite.

Many business people like to speak politely and politely to establish their own image and leave a good impression on others.

The more unconventional the small business owners are, the more likely they are to use such tricks.

He said all the polite words, but if you really came to him about something, he would not acknowledge you.

Wu Yuhua has been in business for so many years that he can tell the difference between polite words and sincere words.

But he was eager to seize this opportunity today, so he came here shamelessly.

Boss Zhang smiled at the guests at the table and said, "Well, one of my distributors, Mr. Wu, happens to be having dinner here as well.

Mr. Wu is very supportive of Mr. Zhang’s business and always comes to Mr. Zhang’s Xinrongji to entertain customers whenever he has social events.”

He stood up and walked towards Wu Yuhua, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "Mr. Wu, let me introduce you..."

His words were so smooth.

Too oily.

But it came out perfectly on this occasion.

He did not acknowledge that Wu Yuhua was an acquaintance or old friend of his, but instead said that he was a silent distributor under him, which directly elevated his status.

Then use Wu Yuhua to flatter Zhang Yong to avoid embarrassing Zhang Yong, the protagonist.

Wu Yuhua must have felt bad and a little insulted.

But in this situation, he could only go up to them and toast with a smile.

Otherwise everyone will be embarrassed.

If he messes up this dinner, he will never be able to break into this circle and will become a laughing stock in the circle.

Everyone at the dinner table is concerned about their reputation. If you are humble and flattering, they will pretend to be polite.

"Dear bosses, please give us more guidance on our work." Wu Yuhua offered a glass of wine.

I shook hands with everyone at the table one by one.

After walking around, he said goodbye with a smile: "Enjoy your meal."

As he expected, no one asked him to stay for a while.

But my goal has been achieved.

Today I just want to get to know everyone, and then I will really build relationships after I get home.

"Mr. Wu, please close the door!" Boss Zhang instructed.

Wu Yuhua smiled and nodded, then closed the door.

Boss Zhang shook his head and smiled, then said to a table of guests, "Business is tough right now, and everyone rushes to take advantage of opportunities. They're doing this just to make more money.

Please don't mind.

Let's drink ours. Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry for today, I'll toast you a glass."

Hurry up and find a way out to please the host of today.

Zhang Yong has been in the industry for so many years and has seen too many such scenes, so he doesn't take it seriously at all.

He picked up the wine glass and said, “Let’s join in!

Thank you for your support of our Chengdu branch. It has been a pleasure working with you over the past two years and we look forward to our future collaborations."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. Xin Rong Ji has a good reputation. We will definitely ensure the quality and maintain the reputation of Xin Rong Ji."

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your trust!"

"..."

For them, cooperation with Xinrongji is not as simple as purchasing, the market influence it brings is visible to the naked eye.

It's like a job applicant introducing himself and mentioning that he worked for a well-known listed company.

If you have established an excellent image and a brilliant resume, people will come to you even if you don't have to sell yourself.

……

When Wu Yuhua came out of the box, she adjusted her mood and faced the distinguished guest from Jiangbei City and her family with a smile.

A man should just swallow the grievances he suffers outside.

Don't affect your family.

"Beicheng, would you like two more dishes?" Wu Yuhua said with a warm smile and sat back in her seat.

"I'm done eating, uncle!" Jiang Beicheng put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wu Yuhua nodded three times in a row.

Aunt Wu noticed something.

After sleeping in the same bed for so many years, she can tell whether her husband's mood is good or bad at a glance.

But he didn't say anything, just served him a bowl of soup and asked him to drink some.

"Dad, were you turned away by them?" Wu Keqing suddenly asked.

The couple looked at their daughter at the same time.

Suddenly I remembered that my daughter is no longer the heartless college student, but someone who has been working in the workplace for half a year.

With a certain amount of social experience, I probably can see what they are thinking.

"No, we had a very pleasant chat. Mr. Zhang Yong, the boss of Xinrongji, is a very friendly person..." Wu Yuhua quickly adjusted her mood. It was a rare occasion for her daughter to come home, and she couldn't bring adult emotions to her.

"Your dad is quite good at socializing." Mother Wu also responded.

The family was chatting when Zhang Yong came out, followed by the people in the box.

I guess he had to leave early for something.

"Mr. Zhang!" Wu Yuhua quickly stood up and called out.

Set an example for my daughter.

Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.

He looked at his deskmate Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and extended his hand, saying, "Long time no see, Director Zhang."

Zhang Yong smiled, holding Jiang Beicheng's hand with his right hand and resting his left hand on his shoulder, and asked enthusiastically, "What's going on? You came to Xinrongji for dinner without telling me?
Still sitting in the hall!
Where is the store manager?"

The store manager came over in response.

Zhang Yong gave Jiang Beicheng face and criticized the store manager, "Boss Jiang is coming to dinner, and you didn't make arrangements?"

Wu Yuhua and her family looked at Jiangbei City.

Boss Zhang, who followed Zhang Yong out, had a wandering gaze, glancing back and forth at Wu Yuhua and Jiang Beicheng.

Is this young man Mr. Zhang’s friend?
Seeing how enthusiastic Mr. Zhang is, it must be so.

But what is the relationship between Wu Yuhua and him?
His eyes involuntarily turned to Wu Yuhua's daughter.

Family dinner!

Could this young man be Wu Yuhua’s son-in-law?
Before he could come to his senses, several people around him had already taken the initiative to greet Jiang Beicheng.

"Mr. Zhang, you're too polite. It's just a normal meal. I didn't know you were inspecting stores in Chengdu today before I came, otherwise I would have invited you for tea in the afternoon." Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

Zhang Yong smiled and nodded, then asked Jiang Beicheng, "What is your true impression of the Xinrongji Rongcheng store?

I want to hear the truth, don't give me those polite words!

You are now my role model."

Boss Zhang who was standing next to him was stunned for a moment. Was Mr. Zhang asking this young man for advice?
(End of this chapter)