1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Of course, go ahead and tell me. I'll translate your words into English for them... Also, you should make the most of your time to learn more English."

"Yes... Mr. Li, when I first went to a fried chicken restaurant, I was wondering why they used disposable paper as order paper. It's too extravagant..."

Unlike Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian, who enjoyed the privilege of studying abroad, Chen Zimei and his younger brother Chen Henian had a hard life in their early years because their parents divorced and their mother Gao Junman was strong-willed and unwilling to accept support from their father Chen Duxiu.

Living in a shabby thatched hut in the slums of Nanjing, she barely completed her studies by enduring hunger and working part-time. The concept of "saving" had long been engraved in her bones, otherwise she would not have been attracted to Zhang Guoxiang, a married man with a stable job.

Therefore, when she saw the waiters at Todkey throwing piles of "order sheets" into the trash can, she felt very distressed and even wanted to take them home to burn.

Chen Zimei, who regarded the United States as "the world's richest country", did not know that these waste papers would eventually be picked up by homeless people and used to burn for warmth.

"Oh? That's a good suggestion. How do you think it could be improved?"

"Wouldn't it be enough to just hang a menu sign on the wall, just like in Chinese restaurants?"

“That’s true…”

Chen Duxiu thought it was a good idea, but Liu Changchun raised his hand. "Comrade Changchun, you go ahead."

"Well, Ms. Chen, I'm not trying to refute you. I also think this is a bit wasteful."

Liu Changchun first cast an apologetic look at Chen Zimei, then explained, "But I've actually mentioned this approach before, but Mr. Leon said it would affect the overall style of the store. It's not worth it to save a little money."

"Overall style?"

"Well, imagine—in a shop like Tod's that's reddish and youthful, suddenly hanging a wooden sign..."

Chen Duxiu thought about it and immediately felt that it made sense.

It's like wearing a Qing Dynasty robe and eating steak with chopsticks in a Western restaurant. "But there's a solution, right?"

Chen Zimei proposed a new suggestion:

"We can use cardboard of similar colors and styles as the menu! Can't we write with a pencil and then erase it with an eraser?"

"That's possible, but it's a bit more troublesome. If you factor in the labor costs, the cost is actually about the same as if the customer took the order paper themselves."

"That..."

Chen Zimei argued with Liu Changchun for a few sentences, but was eventually "defeated" and felt a little discouraged.

What she thought of, Liu Changchun had thought of before, but he had never told Trotsky about it or implemented it.

At this time, Chen Songnian raised his hand:

"Then why don't we just change the ordering model?" "What do you mean?"

"I observed that the dining process at Tod's is that customers enter the store, find a seat, take an order sheet, and then return the order sheet to the front desk or waiter. Then wait for the food to be prepared, and finally the waiter will deliver the food to the seat, right?"

"That's roughly it... So?"

"Since we're going to offer simple fast food, why not simplify the process and let the customers do the waiter's job?"

Chen Songnian pointed to the area above the cash register in the store he had just acquired:

"We can design a brand new, stylish order sheet and hang it directly behind the cash register. Customers can place their orders on it, and the waiter will take down the order and pass it to the kitchen. The kitchen will call your number when the food is ready, and then the customer can pick up the food themselves. Is that not possible?"

"...Alas?"

Chen Songnian's idea sparked everyone's thinking. This seemed like... a solution...

Without the need for waiters to pick up and deliver food, even if order sheets are still required at the cashier, it will definitely save labor costs;

Each Tod's location needs 3-4 waiters on call to take orders and deliver food, but if they do this, they won't even need waiters except for those who clear tables and clean the place!

Although labor is currently worthless in the United States after the Great Depression, Chen Duxiu, like Trotsky, has no intention of making money by exploiting his employees when he runs this fried chicken restaurant. Moreover, these employees will all become comrades in the future.

Therefore, since we are going to hire people, we will definitely provide them with sufficient salary and benefits that far exceed the requirements of US law, so we have to consider this point.

Even if, like Trotsky, Chen Duxiu's fried chicken shop was mainly used to accumulate funds and promote his ideology, you must first be able to defeat "Trotsky" and gain a firm foothold, otherwise what future can you talk about?

The only question is, will customers embrace this new, highly participatory way of dining?

No, it should be acceptable. After all, this is fast food, not a fancy Western restaurant!

The people who come here to eat are all ordinary people. If the prices can be really lowered, who would mind walking a few more steps?

Chen Duxiu's eyes gradually lit up, and he couldn't help asking:

"Songnian, how did you come up with this idea?"

Especially this "taking number and calling number" process, you can imagine how many unnecessary disputes and conflicts will be avoided!

We have seen enough arguments and even fights over who should go first in Chinese restaurants.

"Well, when I was in Shanghai, I met people from Northeast China. They said that some fast food restaurants in Northeast China that serve workers are like this. When people go to the government to do business, they also take numbers and call numbers in the same way, so..."

So that's how it is. It comes from that respectable and terrifying Japanese enemy... What a fantastic idea.

This suggestion was quickly accepted by everyone, and the type of the new restaurant was changed to a "self-service fast food fried chicken restaurant."

Since Chen Zimei, Liu Changchun and Chen Songnian had set a good example, others were stimulated and encouraged and also actively participated.

Someone suggested that we could provide old customers with a phone ordering service, where they could order in advance and have the food prepared, and then they could come to the store to pay and pick up the food, thus avoiding the queues.

Some people suggested that since everyone can pick up their own food, why not start a delivery service as well? This would not only provide convenience to customers with special needs, but also generate additional delivery revenue.

Some people have suggested that a recharge card service could be provided, whereby a certain amount of recharge would be rewarded, or discounts could be given to recharge card customers. This would not only retain old customers but also attract more capital.

Some people have suggested that since certain dishes are frequently ordered and often ordered together, it would be possible to bundle these dishes together, slightly lowering the price to encourage customers to order them together and thus earn more money.

Some people have suggested that since some dishes have extremely high profit margins but very low costs, the prices of these dishes can be reduced on certain days to attract customers.

Some people have suggested that if we want to ensure that the quality of all dishes is basically the same, we must control them from the source and impose stricter requirements on the purchased raw materials.

Someone suggested that since there are many Chinese people in Los Angeles, and Chen Duxiu is Chinese, perhaps some special dishes could be developed to suit Chinese tastes...

If a prince or a humanoid like Haruta were present, they would definitely be very surprised.

Because this group of people from the 1930s have already explained in detail the key points of operating and making money for restaurants such as KFC and McDonald's in the mid-to-late 20th century and even in the 21st century, even including supply chain premiums and real estate speculation!

The only difference is the joining fee.

The eyes of the masses are sharp and their wisdom is infinite.

Chen Duxiu did not fully agree with or even fully understand a considerable portion of these suggestions, but he did not oppose them directly either.

Although he is quite harsh on his family, he is not overbearing or unwilling to listen to opinions when dealing with outsiders.

Even if it is really unnecessary or inappropriate now, who knows how it will develop in the future?

Firm Marxists never believe that there is anything eternal and unchanging in this world.

"...Excellent! Everyone has given excellent feedback. I've taken note of all the valuable suggestions and will use some of them when I open a shop in the future."

Chen Duxiu nodded with satisfaction, cast a look of encouragement and appreciation at his two children, and then said to Liu Changchun and others:

"Next, let's discuss the name and branding of our new store. Does anyone have any good suggestions?"

Regarding this question, Liu Changchun answered without thinking:

"Why don't you just use your own image like Mr. Leon did? How about calling it 'Lee's Fried Chicken Shop'?"

Anyone who has worked in Todki's shop knows that the image of Grandpa Todki comes from the mentor himself.

Of course, some people knew him as "Mr. Lev", some knew him as "Comrade Leon", and some knew him as "Trotsky".

Chen Duxiu shook his head:

"No, my image is not suitable, and this store is not mine, so I can't use it."

His face is too serious and rigid, and even when he smiles, he looks awkward. This is not the right look for a fried chicken restaurant that aims to bring food and joy to people.

As for the name, let alone the other one, it neither conforms to the American style, nor is his surname Li, and it carries a personal color that Chen Duxiu himself dislikes.

He didn't plan to start a company to make money and save a fortune for himself!

Others made suggestions one after another, but they were rejected one after another. This simple question stumped almost everyone.

Chen Duxiu, helpless, sent a telegram to inquire about his financial sponsor and received a somewhat strange answer:

"How about calling it a Chen Dong Lao fried chicken fast food restaurant?"

According to Chuntian, since Chen Duxiu opened this store to earn money to save China, it must have certain Chinese elements;

Chen is the surname of Chen Duxiu, the founder of the fried chicken shop. “Lao” means “to work hard”. Together, they mean “Chen Duxiu should lead his comrades in working hard”.

As for the brand logo, Springfield forced an explanation and gave a picture of the "Golden Tiananmen Gate".

Chen Duxiu, who had no special ideas of his own, thought about it again and again and accepted Chuntian's suggestion.

Thus, "Chen Donald's", which would become a powerful brand in the future and be called one of the "two major fast food chains in the United States" along with Tottenham, was born.

500 Dismemberment Band starts with dismembering yourself

"...Mr. Chen Duxiu has boarded a cruise ship bound for Los Angeles. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he is expected to arrive in early May..."

"...your statement on the Reichstag fire had the desired effect. Hitler and the Nazi Party failed to successfully pass the Reichstag Special Enabling Act, and the case is still under trial..."

"...The Five-Star Eastern Republic Navy has arrived in the Shanghai and Zhoushan areas. The staff speculates that they are likely intending to disrupt and intimidate Southeast Asia, hindering our operations..."

"...A referendum is being organized in the Beiping area..."

In the Pacific Ocean, in the captain's room of a certain American warship, an aide-de-camp was reporting to Springfield on the latest work and intelligence from all over the world. Although his face was calm, his eyes were filled with pride and excitement.

This time, it's finally my turn to be on call with Ms. Field!

As the most outstanding American president in history, anyone who has stayed with Springfield will never forget her extraordinary energy and photographic memory.

She would never forget anything she had said, no matter how trivial it was, and any work she asked about was arranged in an orderly manner.

So, in fact, Springfield does not need any attendants or even any staff assistance. She has not even appointed a "White House Chief of Staff" (i.e., White House Chief of Staff) yet!

Even so, Chuntian still rotates a group of people around him every once in a while and passes on his orders directly. It is more like "giving young people a chance" than a work requirement.

Most of these young people came from poor backgrounds and low social status, just like Lyndon Johnson before him.

Whether or not they will "change" in the future after being suddenly promoted by the lady they respect and admire is not discussed here, but at least for now, they are all loyal to Springfield and continue to expand the influence of General Springfield everywhere.

This is how a team is built.

"Okay, I know everything. Thank you for your hard work, Qiao Sen." "It's not hard at all!"

After receiving this insignificant amount of care and praise, the young man named Qiao Sen's face flushed red. He stood straighter, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered:

"But you, Ms. Field, you really should pay attention to rest. I see you are often busy until midnight before turning off the lights."

"oh?"

Haruta touched his left cheek with his right hand and smiled.

"Qiao Sen, do my complexion and skin look bad?" "No! You are still the most beautiful lady in the world!"

"That's all right, isn't it? You know I don't go to bed until midnight, doesn't that mean you don't go to bed until midnight either?"

Haruta smiled and waved his hand:

"Well, don't worry. For the future of America and the happiness of all mankind, I won't fall. You should take good care of yourself."

“..Yes!! I wish you good health forever!!!”

This is not a blind blessing...

Not long after, as usual, another young man left the office with a heart full of happiness and enthusiasm, completely unaware that his beloved President would then begin reporting to the real President of the United States:

"...Commander, Commander, you're right! In this world, the effect of the honey trap is clearly far, far stronger."

"Is that so?"

A lazy voice came from the cloud map:

"No one in this world has ever seen a beauty of your level. If you just beckon them a little, or show them a little tenderness, you can hook them all into becoming your loyal lapdogs."

"It was originally a good way to win people's hearts, but why did you say it as if I were some scumbag from somewhere?"

Chuntian couldn't help but hold his forehead and pout.

As the owner of the Sugar Cube Cafe, she was able to lead the entire team to gain a foothold in that difficult world and achieve achievements that many humans would look up to. Of course, she was very clear about these little tricks and knew how to use her advantages as a "woman";

However, because it was the 1970s and 1980s of the 21st century, attractive humanoids were not everywhere, but at least most people had seen them, so they had a certain resistance;

But in this world, the beauty of the humanoids, honed over decades, far surpasses that of ordinary humans, and their lethality increases exponentially.

To be honest, Springfield, which was impoverished in the early days, was able to quickly consolidate its position, accumulate a team, and successfully seize power. In addition to the "miracles" and "deeds", male hormones really played a huge role that cannot be ignored.

Does Mark care?

Who cares.