() Found the way home!

In Lai Mingyuan's office, Lai Mingyuan settled his boss's family and sat down, and arranged for someone to bring fruits and snacks to him, Lai Mingyuan began to report on the work here to Shang Fuhai.

Lai Mingyuan was filled with emotion: "Boss, the per capita consumption in Hangzhou is higher than that in ours. In this way, the per capita consumption of 120 is acceptable in Bocheng. After a discount of about 90 yuan, most people can accept it."

"The per capita consumption of 150 yuan is acceptable in Jicheng, and it will be accepted by most people after discount of about 120 yuan."

"But in Hangzhou, there are many people who are 200 yuan per person. The discount price of our restaurant is about 160 yuan. Just grab it every day. Boss, you can take the time to check out Meituan. Our store has already grabbed thousands of discount tickets since its opening. If it weren't for the discount qualifications for recharge membership cards, the number would have to rise."

Shang Fuhai did not interrupt him. After An Xiaohui finished speaking in one breath, he asked, "So how much turnover can we have on a day and how much is our gross profit?"

"Is the average daily turnover?" Lai Mingyuan pointed to the opened document and said: "It's about 600,000 yuan. It can be more than 50,000 yuan during peak periods. The gross profit is about 45%. This is not lower than the price given by our suppliers. But wait a little longer, the cost can still be reduced. Even the per capita income here is higher, and there is still a way to improve labor costs."

Labor costs will always be an eternal topic for enterprises. No one is a philanthropist. Not only can we climb out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, but there are absolutely no good men and women.

Shang Fuhai nodded: "Yes, think about this part again, and there is another thing I have been thinking about and haven't had time to implement. Since I've arrived at Hangzhou this time, I'll tell you."

Lai Mingyuan's expression was obviously stunned, and then he said, "Boss, you said."

Shang Fuhai said: "I want to improve employee performance and implement the method of linking performance to year-end wage increases and year-end bonuses to consider whether employees are active in their daily work, whether their performance is outstanding, and whether they have development potential, so as to give us a standard for cultivating talents."

"Does the boss mean performance appraisal? This should be done. After all, like now, I do well but not well. I get the same salary as I do more and less. The slick people are indeed affordable, but those who perform well will feel disappointed. Boss, I think this plan is good. In this way, I will make a plan to submit it to Mr. Ma later. Then you will take time to take a look. What else needs to be corrected or supplemented." Lai Mingyuan responded positively. He has been in management for many years and knew that performance appraisal is good for managers.

Promoting performance appraisal is more conducive to their management work. If they perform well, they don’t have to deliberately follow them. If they perform poorly, they will naturally know that they will work hard and either have low wages for a long time. The employees themselves will not be able to stand it, and they will definitely think of his method.

Either work hard or find another treasure land.

Shang Fuhai agreed with his point of view: "I really have no clue about the performance appraisal of catering. Since Manager Lai has a clear idea, then you write it and send it to Mr. Ma, and copy it to me by the way. I will say hello to Mr. Ma."

Lai Mingyuan nodded and said he knew.

Xu Jianguo was eating apples and listening to what his son-in-law was talking about with the leaders here. Hearing them saying that he could earn more than 600,000 yuan a day, Xu Jianguo was a little overdue.

From the perspective of accommodation and meal consumption, he knew that his son-in-law had a lot of money, but he didn't know how much he could earn.

But the huge data of "I can earn 600,000 yuan a day" made him confused and couldn't figure out how much it was.

The old lady looked at her wife standing there stupidly and touched him: "Why are you stunned?"

Xu Jianguo said: "I'm calculating how much money Fuhai can make in a day. Why did you interrupt me?"

"What else do you do? You haven't seen that they both finished talking. You want to go out for a walk. If you don't go, just continue to stare blankly and eat your apples." The old lady whispered to him.

Xu Jianguo turned his head and saw that, sure enough, Manager Lai and his son-in-law both stood up and were about to walk out.

Shang Fuhai turned around and said, "Dad, mom, you guys sit here for a while. I will go out with Manager Lai and meet the head of Yintai City here, and come back later."

"Then you go and do your business. We and Feifei are here for a break." said the old lady.

The general manager of Yintai City Hangzhou Store is Midesheng. He looks almost fifty, his eyes flashing from time to time, and he knows it is difficult to deal with at first glance.

"Mr. Mi, this is Mr. Shang Fuhai, the owner of our Haifei cafeteria." Lai Mingyuan introduced to the other party.

Then he introduced Meadsheng.

Midesheng held Shang Fuhai's hand with a smile: "I have heard Mr. Li from the headquarters talk about Mr. Shang long ago. Today I saw him, he was indeed a talented person."

He seemed to praise Shang Fuhai, but his tone always means a bit arrogant.

Shang Fuhai also heard it, and said, "Mr. Mi is talking about Uncle Li. Yes, Uncle Li takes good care of me and has also helped me a lot in the development of Haifei cafeteria. However, we will use one code to complete one code. In Hangzhou, Mr. Mi still needs more care."

Old Shang is not easy to meet. He directly pointed out that he had a good relationship with Li Chuanqing, the boss in the Yintai Group, and was almost an uncle and nephew. This made Midesheng feel like he was eating Xiang.

"Uncle Li?" Midsheng's mouth twitched and he said reluctantly: "It's easy to say, after all, our group also invested in the Haifei cafeteria."

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the fact that the Haifei cafeteria was forced to sell shares was a vague pain in Shang Fuhai's heart.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way, he would never have given up his shares in the Haifei cafeteria.

"Mr. Mi, this time I came in a hurry. If I have the chance next time, I will definitely have two drinks with Mr. Mi." Shang Fuhai changed the topic.

I am used to being at the best time in Bocheng.

After coming out this time, he realized that the place in Bocheng was too small, and he was so arrogant that he was a little arrogant about watching the sky.

If he is like Ma Ali, look at which of these people disrespect you, after all, they are not strong enough.

The meeting with Meadson is not a pleasure, but this is normal, not everyone holds you!

Hypocritical politeness is the mainstream of survival and struggle in this society.

After saying goodbye to Meadson, Shang Fuhai and Lai Mingyuan returned to the restaurant. At noon, the meal that Shang Fuhai and his family used in the restaurant. Compared with the Bocheng store and Jicheng store, the taste of the Hangzhou store has changed a lot and has become more in line with the taste of the locals in Hangzhou.

This is impossible. If your company wants to develop, the first thing is to localize it, otherwise it will not be possible in the long run.
Chapter completed!