PDLP Chapter 190 Shanghai East District
Chapter 190 Shanghai East District
These images, like a series of magnificent paintings, kept Zhao Yuan so excited that he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
As the first rays of dawn streamed through the curtains into the room, the clock struck 9:00 AM. Zhao Yuan, already washed and dressed, sat in the living room, looking refreshed, awaiting everyone's arrival.
Soon after, Zhou Jiefang, Mu Bin, Yan Qianqian, Zhong Weijie, Shang Haiyan and others arrived one after another. Subsequently, Shang Kun, the lobby manager of "Zhaoshi Kitchen Shanghai First Branch", Jiang Yunfeng, the store manager, Fu Qingshan, the marketing manager, Qiu Yong, the head of the safety department, and Mi Wenbo, the head chef, also rushed over.
Everyone sat together, the atmosphere both serious and full of anticipation.
Zhao Yuan cleared his throat and began to speak:
"Dear colleagues, first of all, I would like to thank you all for your hard work during the opening of 'Zhao's Kitchen's first branch in Shanghai. However, we cannot be satisfied with our current achievements. Instead, we must be good at identifying problems and solving them in a timely manner so that we can continue to improve. Now, please discuss the shortcomings in yesterday's opening process."
As soon as he finished speaking, a lively discussion broke out in the conference room.
Some have pointed out that the service process is not smooth enough, resulting in some customers waiting for too long.
Some people mentioned that while the dishes tasted good, the variety was relatively limited and lacked innovation.
Others suggested that the restaurant's ambiance could be further optimized to enhance the customer's dining experience... Everyone expressed their opinions freely.
Zhao Yuan listened attentively to everyone's remarks, nodding occasionally to show his agreement or offering his own opinions and suggestions.
After several hours of in-depth discussion, the group finally sorted out and summarized a series of problems that were exposed during the opening of "Zhao's Kitchen's First Branch in Shanghai" yesterday.
In response to these shortcomings, everyone brainstormed and proposed practical and feasible improvement measures.
Furthermore, detailed arrangements and clear instructions were made for all subsequent work and the crucial issue of food safety.
This tense yet well-organized meeting lasted for a full hour.
After Zhao Yuan had properly arranged the follow-up work, he announced the adjournment of the meeting, but left several core members of the headquarters in the conference room to further discuss investment plans for the future of Shanghai.
After intense brainstorming and careful consideration, Zhao Yuan finally made the final decision:
Immediately begin preparations for the establishment of "Zhaoshi Kitchen Shanghai Second Branch" and "Zhaoshi Kitchen Shanghai Third Branch".
Specifically, this includes site selection research for new stores, meticulous store decoration design, and, most importantly, personnel recruitment and professional training.
Zhong Weijie and Shang Haiyan need to temporarily return to Beijing to oversee their local work and prepare for their wedding, which will be held at the beginning of next month.
Half a month later, the experienced Xiao Jianhui will head to Shanghai to take over Zhong Weijie's position and work with Mi Wenbo to be responsible for the recruitment and system training of the kitchen team of "Zhaoshi Kitchen Shanghai Branch".
After all the work was arranged, Mu Bin and Yan Qianqian did not dare to delay for a moment and went out to find a suitable location for "Zhao's Kitchen Shanghai Branch".
Zhao Yuan and Zhou Jiefang drove their car leisurely, slowly cruising around the vast city of Shanghai.
They admired the scenery along the way while keeping an eye on the exquisite villas for sale.
Zhao Yuan secretly calculated that, before the real estate market took off, small villas in Shanghai would be highly sought after in the future.
The eastern district of Shanghai is about to receive strong support from national policies in the late 90s, at which time it will be transformed into a "financial center" that attracts the attention of the entire country. Therefore, Zhao Yuan wants to buy several small villas in good locations.
If there are investment opportunities in Dongcheng District, he plans to start investing there, even when everyone is pessimistic about the district, but he needs a specific opportunity.
With such wonderful expectations in mind, Zhao Yuan couldn't wait to find out for himself.
So the two drove towards the Dongcheng District of Shanghai.
Although he had anticipated the desolation of the East District at this time, the scene before them when the car entered the area still greatly disappointed them.
The road was rugged and uneven, riddled with potholes of all sizes. Vehicles traveling on it bounced violently, as if they might fall apart at any moment.
The houses on both sides looked old and dilapidated, far from the bustling city they had imagined.
Just then, Zhao Yuan suddenly caught sight of a girl struggling to push a bicycle slowly forward not far ahead.
She looked thin and frail, and every step she took seemed extremely difficult, with large beads of sweat constantly sliding down her forehead.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and the girl's hands, which had been holding onto the bicycle, seemed to lose their strength and went limply away. Then the bicycle fell heavily to the side of the road.
The girl squatted down with a pained expression, clutching her stomach with both hands, as if she were enduring immense suffering.
Just then, Zhao Yuan and Zhou Jiefang's car passed by the girl. The girl looked up at them with pleading and hopeful eyes, and weakly waved her arms…
Zhao Yuan slowly brought the car to a stop. Zhou Jiefang, sitting in the passenger seat, quickly leaned out to look at the girl beside him and asked with concern:
"Miss, is there anything we can help you with?"
The girl's face was as pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her lips trembled slightly as she spoke:
"Please...please help me! My stomach hurts so much, it feels like it's being torn apart. I really can't walk anymore. Please take me to the hospital, okay? Thank you!"
After saying these words, the girl seemed to have used up the last bit of strength in her body, and her body involuntarily curled up into a ball, her hands tightly covering her abdomen.
Zhou Jiefang finally saw the girl's condition clearly. She was clutching her stomach tightly with one hand, while supporting herself on the ground with the other, trying to relieve the torment of the pain.
Due to the excruciating pain, the girl's originally pretty face was now distorted and deformed, a sight that evoked heartache.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiefang didn't dare to delay for a moment. He quickly opened the car door, jumped out, and looked around at the road ahead and behind.
Disappointingly, there wasn't a single pedestrian in sight on the road, and not even a single shop nearby.
At the same time, Zhao Yuan also got out of the car.
Seeing the scene before him, he immediately shouted to Zhou Jiefang:
"Stop dawdling, quickly help her into the car, we need to get her to the hospital first!"