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[105] Honesty and sincerity

Fang Chang'an continued: "And our current price is under great pressure on the canteen. If the price is further reduced and the canteen find that it will not make any money, it is likely to lose its jar. If it doesn't require a good business, it only wants to see one person and kill one. In that case, you can't eat our buns every day. There will always be people going to the canteen, which is equivalent to us harming them."

"What we need to do is also the best result that we can do, which is to form a virtuous cycle with competition, so that everyone dares not be too much and can make money, so that more people can participate in the competition."

Chen Chengyan finally sighed slowly, patted Fang Chang'an on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I am old and I don't see that things are thorough enough."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "You are so kind, and I eat at school every day, so my experience must be deeper."

Without waiting for Chen Chengyan to answer, he said again: "If you still feel that the profit is too high, why not repay everyone in another way."

Chen Chengyan couldn't help but show some expectation and said, "You said."

"We now use plastic bags to pack buns every day. Although this kind of plastic bag is cheap, it cannot be degraded first and will pollute the environment. Secondly, I heard that if the buns are too hot and hot, the plastic bags may emit harmful things."

"Of course, since the country has approved the trial of plastic bags, I believe that qualified products are non-toxic and harmless, or basically have no impact. However, how many of the ones we buy and use meet food safety standards?"

"So I think I can order a batch of lunch boxes, which doesn't have to be too expensive. It's a little thin or simple. It's mainly clean and healthy. We prepare one for each student, assign a number, put the buns in it and send them directly according to the number. At noon or afternoon, let someone take the lunch boxes back and continue to pack them tomorrow."

Chen Chengyan slapped his thigh and said in surprise: "This is a good idea!"

Fang Changan smiled shyly and said modestly: "I remembered it only after I have a lunch box. You just need to think it's appropriate. And in this way, everyone feels that our things are clean and healthy, so they are more willing to order from us."

Chen Chengyan nodded, patted Fang Chang'an on the shoulder and praised: "You kid, I really don't know how your brain is. Compared with you, Uncle Chen is just a pig's brain when he was as old as you."

Fang Chang'an resisted the urge to complain and said, "And everyone eats buns every day, although it is better than in the cafeteria, but it is not good to eat buns all the time. After making money, you can add some more drinks, such as soy milk, even if it is brewed with powder. It is a bit cheaper to sell, which is considered to be a reward for everyone."

Chen Chengyan nodded, feeling that Fang Chang'an was much more thoughtful than himself, and directly pointed out the direction of the subsequent development, making him feel like he was clearing the sky and sighed: "Okay, you are responsible for using your brain, and uncle is responsible for working. I will inquire first. After finishing this, my relatives will go there and find a manufacturer to customize it."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work in Uncle Chen."

"Whether you have to work hard, it's mainly because of how you feel comfortable making money."

Chen Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief, chatted with Fang Chang'an for a few more words, and asked him to go back to the classroom to have dinner. He drove home by himself and called on the way.

"Dou—Dou—"

The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. A man said with a smile on his voice: "It's rare, you kid actually called me on your own initiative."

Chen Chengyan smiled guiltily, but did not answer, and asked differently: "Brother, have you eaten?"

"I've finished eating, I'm on the way to the company. Where are you?"

"I'm going home to eat. Is my sister-in-law cooking the meal?"

"Her skills are not as good as mine. She cooks, can I eat it?"

"Sister-in-law isn't there?"

"I say that if she is here or not, let's tell the truth."

"whispering sound!"

The person on the other end of the phone is Chen Chengyan's elder brother Chen Chengli, which is Shen Mo's father. The two brothers have had a good relationship since childhood, but Chen Chengyan has been busy with business outside in recent years, so he doesn't have much contact with him on weekdays.

After Chen Chengyan was about to resign a few days ago, Chen Chengli probably received the order from his father and frequently asked Chen Chengyan to communicate.

Chen Chengyan has been a little afraid of this elder brother since he was a child, even better than his father Shen Baoguo. He did not know the true attitude of his father and brother. He dissuaded him to put pressure on him and increase his determination. He thought that the elder brother was really trying to convince himself by calling frequently.

He knew that he could not tell his elder brother, and his attitude was very firm. He was afraid that he would be persuaded by his elder brother accidentally, so he simply refused to answer the phone if he could answer it. He didn't mention the matter after answering it, and hung up the phone if he found an opportunity.

This is indeed the first time in the past few days that I took the initiative to call Chen Chengli.

After chatting for a few moments, Chen Chengyan was afraid that his elder brother would scold him again, so he quickly talked about the serious matter and asked, "Brother, I am going to customize a batch of lunch boxes. Do you know where there is a more reliable factory?"

Chen Chengli said "tsk", thought for a while, and said, "I really can't remember this for a while. I'll ask you if there is any news."

"Okay, then hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

After Chen Chengyan finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone, but Chen Chengli did not mention his resignation, but asked: "Why are you doing this?"

When Chen Chengyan heard this, he was excited and immediately took Fang Chang'an's words and used them: "Didn't I sell buns to students? I use plastic bags."

"It is definitely safe to meet our national standards, but who is not trying to use plastic bags in this broken place to be cheap? How can there be a truly qualified one? Once the buns are burned, the plastic bags will melt, and a plastic smell will be healthy? And it cannot be degraded, and it will pollute the environment if it is used too much!"

"I just want to customize a batch of lunch boxes and number them according to the students, one for each person, so that I can pack buns in lunch boxes every day, and I have people take them back together at noon or in the afternoon. Isn't this healthier?"

Chen Chengyan rarely reasoned to his elder brother, and said it proudly, "Brother, how about it, Is this a good idea?"

Chen Chengli in the car over there leaned against the back seat and praised with a smile: "It's really good. On the one hand, it can also be promoted, popularizing the concepts of food safety and environmental protection for students, and at the same time achieving a good advertising effect. Next, even if someone wants to compete with you for business and is reluctant to spend money, he will lose his money in the first place."

Chen Chengyan didn't expect that he would come up with the idea. After taking over the elder brother, he thought about it and said angrily: "Then I didn't think so much, mainly because the profit is too high, and the money is hot."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered that Fang Chang'an seemed to have mentioned "promotion", but he didn't think deeply, just thought that boy and just mentioned it casually.

Chen Chengli smiled and said, "Selling buns only has 70% profit at the best time, right? Is this uneasy? Then what else are you doing in business?"

"That's definitely not as profitable as you real estate speculation. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to sleep."

Chen Chengyan curled his lips, feeling a little unhappy with the behavior of the elder brother who only has money in his eyes. "By the way, when will you come back?"

“It should be no problem at the end of the year.”

"Then it's still a long time."

"Anyway, Mo Mo has already studied in the town, so I'll finish this semester, so I won't be in a hurry."

As soon as Chen Chengyan's elder brother and sister-in-law came back, his niece was about to go to the city to study. She was a little reluctant, and she didn't seem to hope that her elder brother would come back, but it was naturally difficult to chase people. She asked again: "By the way, do you know any news about the food processing factory? By the way, I'll ask for inquiries for me."

"You treat me as your secretary?"

Chen Chengli was angry and laughed, but Chen Chengyan was not polite: "Who told you to be my brother?"

"Okay, I'll ask someone to ask, what else do you want to do?"

"We can't let the motherland always eat buns in the future. We have to add a portion of drinks, such as soy milk and soy milk, which is mainly to be healthy."

Chen Chengli pondered for a moment before saying, "According to what you said before, how many students are willing to spend additional money to buy drinks?"

"Is it enough for me to sell it cheaper?"

"Then what do you make?"

"It's enough to make money from buns."

Chen Chengli didn't say anything for a while, and Chen Cheng said in a strange way: "Brother? What's wrong?"

Chen Chengli then pondered and said slowly: "Is it bundled sale? This idea seems to be good, well... There are food and drinks, and there are separate lunch boxes and they are delivered to school. Many students who are far away from home will buy them with them."

He said to himself: "Small profits and quick turnovers. This is a good idea, but you have to figure out how to price clearly. There are only those students in the town, and the market is limited. You have to figure out the critical point. Pricing is the key."

"I……"

Chen Chengyan felt that he seemed to understand everything, but he seemed to understand nothing. "I didn't want to make so much money, just want to be cheaper and let all students eat better. I am not as ambitious as you, just have food and drink."

"This is not called ambition, it is called market rules."

Chen Cheng immediately saw that this younger brother was still naive and sighed, "Okay, then follow your logic."

"You want students to eat better, right?"

"Have you ever thought about how many such students are in China? Can you sell fried buns to China?"

"If you really want to help all students eat well, the best way is not to not make money, but…"

Chen Chengyan felt that this was familiar and said, "It is necessary to make money hard and make a lot of money, so big that newspapers and TV reports, so that more people will notice this business opportunity, and then participate in competition, break the canteen monopoly, and form a virtuous cycle, right?"

Chen Chengli obviously didn't expect his younger brother to say such words, and he was silent for a moment.

Chen Chengyan felt very happy in an instant. He coughed, sighed again, and said reservedly: "Brother, I understand all you said. I am not a child anymore!"

"Do you know the allusion of Zilu saving people? It was a student of Confucius in the late Spring and Autumn Period..."

Chen Chengyan told the story he had just heard, and the car had arrived in front of his house. He slowed down his speed and slowly drove into the yard and stopped.

When he stopped the car and picked up his phone, he realized that he had been telling the story for a long time. The elder brother didn't interrupt him. He couldn't help but feel better. He closed the car door very casually. With a soft "bang", he turned around and stepped onto the stairs of the hall with sunshine. He felt that his life had also reached a new height at this moment.
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