From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Chapter 112: Can’t Think of a Good Title

"Sicong, what’s the deal with this Yun family? I’ve never even heard of them. Why are you so shocked?"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Chen He finally voiced the question on everyone’s mind.

Qin Fen, Deng Chao, and Yu Qian all turned to look at the grim-faced Sicong.

Sicong registered their stares, then glanced at Su Chen, who was calmly sipping his tea as if he hadn’t a care in the world. After a long moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "You’ve all probably heard the saying, ’A single cloud over the northwest heavens,’ right? Well, that’s them!"

"Hiss..." Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Yu Qian, the eldest and most worldly-wise of the group, especially understood the immense weight behind that phrase.

’He was inwardly stunned, shocked that Su Chen had enough influence to get a piece of the pie from a family like that!’

For a moment, everyone’s expression grew complicated.

After a long while, once Su Chen felt they had more or less processed the information, he set down his teacup. "Alright, let’s get down to business."

Everyone took a deep breath, trying to suppress their shock.

"Chen He pitched a hot pot franchise to me before, and I turned him down. Now, I’m the one doing the pitching. But I’m extremely optimistic about this grassland beef and mutton restaurant concept!"

Sicong was a top player in the investment world, after all. He knew the most critical element was the supply of raw materials.

"Old Su, just tell us the purchase price for the Wuzhumuqin sheep. Everyone here has invested in a restaurant project to some extent, so we have a rough idea of the numbers."

’Hearing this, Su Chen remembered that while these guys were out making a fortune, he was still just a kid playing with marbles.’

"I’m buying the Wuzhumuqin sheep from the herdsmen for 15 yuan a pound. For live sheep!" Su Chen added for emphasis at the end.

"15 for live sheep?? That’s the price of pork!" Sicong’s eyes, normally small, seemed to double in size.

Yu Qian shot up from his stool. "How could it be that cheap? A purchase price of only fifteen?"

As a gourmand, Yu Qian knew his lamb prices. He had even specifically researched Wuzhumuqin sheep. In the Imperial Capital alone, the price was usually over eighty yuan, and premium cuts like the shank were in the triple digits.

’A purchase price of fifteen a pound for live sheep... even if it yields only half its weight in meat after butchering, the profit margins would be insane!’

Even the others, with less business acumen, understood now that there was a fortune to be made.

"Mr. Su, just tell us how the franchising works! We’re all in!" Chen He, ever the entertainer, showed an award-worthy level of enthusiasm.

"We’re in too!" Sicong, Qin Fen, and the others quickly agreed.

Seeing their high spirits, a smile touched Su Chen’s lips. "You can discuss the operational details with the head of the restaurant division. What I need from you is your influence in your respective circles to quickly make a name for our brand."

"It happens to be winter, the peak season for lamb sales. Whether or not you can make money is up to you."

"Old Su, enough with the hype," Sicong said, having figured it out. "Just tell us where this restaurant manager is, and we’ll go talk to them directly!" Su Chen was offering them the pie, but how they got to eat it depended on the one slicing it up.

’If that’s the case, why are we just standing around here? We can just contact the manager directly. Then we won’t have to endure Su Chen’s constant flexing.’

Su Chen froze. ’Wait, my restaurant manager should still be in Xilinhot right now!’

"Ahem. I’ll arrange for my private jet to pick her up from Xilinhot right away. When she gets here, you all can..."

Su Chen was cut off before he could finish.

"Why bother picking her up? We’ll just take your private jet to Xilinhot ourselves. Besides, it’s a good chance to taste how delicious the local Wuzhumuqin lamb really is!"

"Yeah, that’s a great idea! We can call it a due diligence trip before we franchise!"

One after another, Sicong and the others chimed in, quickly settling the matter among themselves.

Su Chen could only shake his head with a helpless smile. ’Looks like my sales pitch needs some work.’

Sicong and his group had arrived in a hurry, and they left just as quickly. Once the decision was made, they followed Chen Fei and drove directly to the Imperial Capital airport.

All six of them went, without exception—not even Chen He and Deng Chao, who had to film a variety show the next day.

Just as Jiang Hui finished setting the table with all the dishes, he saw the group leaving and walked in, confused. "Sir, why is everyone leaving? Aren’t they staying for a meal?"

’There’s no way the three of them can finish that huge spread!’

"Never mind them. Is lunch ready?" After a busy morning, Su Chen’s stomach was rumbling.

"It’s ready!"

Su Chen got up and strode toward the dining room. When he saw the table packed with over a dozen dishes, a helpless expression crossed his face. It would take the three of them two days to finish it all.

Throw it out? Su Chen wasn’t the type to waste food. Reheated leftovers tasted just fine!

’Eating leftovers isn’t embarrassing, right?’

"Damn it! Next time someone shows up right at mealtime, I’m kicking them straight out!" Su Chen grumbled, then gestured for Jiang Hui and Aunt Tang to sit down and eat.

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