"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
…
…
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
…
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Of course not. All the reporters and comrades want to know whether my Yuehai Hotel's hand cakes are more delicious or your Master Lin's hand cakes. Of course, the result will be decided by the citizens." .”
Crowd: “…”
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
…
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
reporter:"… "
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
Mr. Zhang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Lin, are you afraid? This is just a comparison between peers and has no other meaning."
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
boss Zhang:"… ?"
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Lin Fan stopped and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why should I compare with you?"
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
Mr. Zhang looked unhappy and felt that this guy was very arrogant. However, now that reporters were present, he was very magnanimous and said, "Master Lin, can you cooperate with me? Reporters and citizens are looking forward to it."
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Mr. Zhang looked unhappy and felt that this guy was very arrogant. However, now that reporters were present, he was very magnanimous and said, "Master Lin, can you cooperate with me? Reporters and citizens are looking forward to it."
Wu Tianhe leaned next to Lin Fan, "Why don't you go out and say a few words?"
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
"While chatting with you, I suddenly want to eat again."
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
The reporters carried cameras and said, "Master Lin, come here once. Everyone wants to know whether your hand cakes are more delicious or Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are more delicious."
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
Liu Xiaotian Captain Liu slapped Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, "All relevant personnel of Yuehai Hotel will be taken away for investigation."
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
Lin Fan shook his head, "That's not necessary. I just calculated it and found someone to take him in."
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
Liu Xiaotian Captain Liu slapped Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, "All relevant personnel of Yuehai Hotel will be taken away for investigation."
What made him unhappy was that when he asked for the secret recipe from these chefs, these chefs were hesitant, and in the end they just waited for him. How could he not understand these questions and immediately sign a new contract with them? .
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Of course not. All the reporters and comrades want to know whether my Yuehai Hotel's hand cakes are more delicious or your Master Lin's hand cakes. Of course, the result will be decided by the citizens." .”
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
The reporters also recorded that the scene was lively.
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
Crowd: “…”
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
"That's right, that's right, since I queued up at 'Master Lin', I suddenly found that my life has become meaningful. Getting up early every day is like buying a lottery ticket. Every time I am selected, I feel like I have won a big prize." It seems like I’m happy every day.”
Mr. Zhang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Lin, are you afraid? This is just a comparison between peers and has no other meaning."
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
This is an advertising effect, which is more effective than spending a lot of money on advertising on TV.
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
Crowd: “…”
boss Zhang:"… ?"
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Mr. Zhang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Lin, are you afraid? This is just a comparison between peers and has no other meaning."
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
Crowd: “…”
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
"It seems that Master Lin is afraid."
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
Now as long as Master Lin's hand cakes are compared with each other, Zhang's hand cakes can be lifted up invisibly. Why not do it.
reporter:"… "
"It seems that Master Lin is afraid."
What made him unhappy was that when he asked for the secret recipe from these chefs, these chefs were hesitant, and in the end they just waited for him. How could he not understand these questions and immediately sign a new contract with them? .
"Anyway, we support Mr. Zhang unconditionally. Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are number one."
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was stunned and felt unhappy, "Master Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
Mr. Zhang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Lin, are you afraid? This is just a comparison between peers and has no other meaning."
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
Mr. Zhang looked unhappy and felt that this guy was very arrogant. However, now that reporters were present, he was very magnanimous and said, "Master Lin, can you cooperate with me? Reporters and citizens are looking forward to it."
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
…
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
reporter:"… "
boss Zhang:"… ?"
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
What made him unhappy was that when he asked for the secret recipe from these chefs, these chefs were hesitant, and in the end they just waited for him. How could he not understand these questions and immediately sign a new contract with them? .
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
Reporter: "Master Lin, are you afraid of competition? Or is it that your hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's?"
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
The chefs stood behind Mr. Zhang. They couldn't be arrogant. They knew what was going on in the hand cake. Seeing Mr. Zhang's high profile, they were scared to death, but they didn't dare to tell Mr. Zhang. Ah, when this matter is over, they will prepare to resign and will definitely not be involved in this matter.
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
The reporters carried cameras and said, "Master Lin, come here once. Everyone wants to know whether your hand cakes are more delicious or Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are more delicious."
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
If they only use the hotel as a platform to sell, they are not afraid, but Mr. Zhang wants to open a factory and go public, which is simply scary, okay
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
This is an advertising effect, which is more effective than spending a lot of money on advertising on TV.
Reporter: "Master Lin, are you afraid of competition? Or is it that your hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's?"
"The situation is different now. Why does Mr. Zhang have no limit?"
It definitely can’t be done.
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
Lin Fan refused to fight, which aroused Mr. Zhang's dissatisfaction. The reporters also felt that it would be boring if they couldn't find news points.
…
This is an advertising effect, which is more effective than spending a lot of money on advertising on TV.
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
Lin Fan stopped and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why should I compare with you?"
Reporter: "Master Lin, are you afraid of competition? Or is it that your hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's?"
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
"That's right, that's right, since I queued up at 'Master Lin', I suddenly found that my life has become meaningful. Getting up early every day is like buying a lottery ticket. Every time I am selected, I feel like I have won a big prize." It seems like I’m happy every day.”
Lin Fan looked at the reporters outside, "I will not compete with someone who will go to jail, because it is simply unnecessary."
Lin Fan stopped and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why should I compare with you?"
Wu Tianhe leaned next to Lin Fan, "Why don't you go out and say a few words?"
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
"Master Lin's hand cakes, let you buy them. We don't bother to argue with you."
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was stunned and felt unhappy, "Master Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
The reporters carried cameras and said, "Master Lin, come here once. Everyone wants to know whether your hand cakes are more delicious or Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are more delicious."
reporter:"… "
If they only use the hotel as a platform to sell, they are not afraid, but Mr. Zhang wants to open a factory and go public, which is simply scary, okay
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
The reporters carried cameras and said, "Master Lin, come here once. Everyone wants to know whether your hand cakes are more delicious or Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are more delicious."
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
The chefs stood behind Mr. Zhang. They couldn't be arrogant. They knew what was going on in the hand cake. Seeing Mr. Zhang's high profile, they were scared to death, but they didn't dare to tell Mr. Zhang. Ah, when this matter is over, they will prepare to resign and will definitely not be involved in this matter.
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
"Hey, don't tell me, I want to eat it too. Let's wait and see what's going on here. If it's not interesting, let's go buy some hand cakes."
Tian Shengun was unhappy. He really wasn't such a bully. It was so amazing that Mr. Zhang developed hand cakes. He was also provocative. He was really drunk.
"The situation is different now. Why does Mr. Zhang have no limit?"
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
Lin Fan refused to fight, which aroused Mr. Zhang's dissatisfaction. The reporters also felt that it would be boring if they couldn't find news points.
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
…
Now as long as Master Lin's hand cakes are compared with each other, Zhang's hand cakes can be lifted up invisibly. Why not do it.
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
"It seems that Master Lin is afraid."
Mr. Zhang looked unhappy and felt that this guy was very arrogant. However, now that reporters were present, he was very magnanimous and said, "Master Lin, can you cooperate with me? Reporters and citizens are looking forward to it."
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
"It seems that Master Lin is afraid."
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
What made him unhappy was that when he asked for the secret recipe from these chefs, these chefs were hesitant, and in the end they just waited for him. How could he not understand these questions and immediately sign a new contract with them? .
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
…
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Of course not. All the reporters and comrades want to know whether my Yuehai Hotel's hand cakes are more delicious or your Master Lin's hand cakes. Of course, the result will be decided by the citizens." .”
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
"Master Lin's hand cakes, let you buy them. We don't bother to argue with you."
"The situation is different now. Why does Mr. Zhang have no limit?"
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
If they only use the hotel as a platform to sell, they are not afraid, but Mr. Zhang wants to open a factory and go public, which is simply scary, okay
"While chatting with you, I suddenly want to eat again."
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Tian Shengun was unhappy. He really wasn't such a bully. It was so amazing that Mr. Zhang developed hand cakes. He was also provocative. He was really drunk.
"Hey, don't tell me, I want to eat it too. Let's wait and see what's going on here. If it's not interesting, let's go buy some hand cakes."
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
The chefs stood behind Mr. Zhang. They couldn't be arrogant. They knew what was going on in the hand cake. Seeing Mr. Zhang's high profile, they were scared to death, but they didn't dare to tell Mr. Zhang. Ah, when this matter is over, they will prepare to resign and will definitely not be involved in this matter.
…
"Actually, I think Master Lin did all this himself. If he wasn't limited, the business here would definitely be very good. It's a pity that some people just don't cherish it."
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
If they only use the hotel as a platform to sell, they are not afraid, but Mr. Zhang wants to open a factory and go public, which is simply scary, okay
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
…
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
Liu Xiaotian Captain Liu slapped Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, "All relevant personnel of Yuehai Hotel will be taken away for investigation."
…
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
"Actually, I think Master Lin did all this himself. If he wasn't limited, the business here would definitely be very good. It's a pity that some people just don't cherish it."
Businessmen don't do things that are not beneficial.
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was stunned and felt unhappy, "Master Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
"That's right, that's right, since I queued up at 'Master Lin', I suddenly found that my life has become meaningful. Getting up early every day is like buying a lottery ticket. Every time I am selected, I feel like I have won a big prize." It seems like I’m happy every day.”
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
And the performance of the citizens did not disappoint him. Every day when the hotel opens, the entrance is already crowded with people. Some people sit in the hotel to dine and eat hand cakes. This is a big surprise for Mr. Zhang. A great encouragement.
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
Lin Fan looked at the reporters outside, "I will not compete with someone who will go to jail, because it is simply unnecessary."
…
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
…
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
"Hey, don't tell me, I want to eat it too. Let's wait and see what's going on here. If it's not interesting, let's go buy some hand cakes."
The citizens retorted.
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
This is an advertising effect, which is more effective than spending a lot of money on advertising on TV.
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
"The situation is different now. Why does Mr. Zhang have no limit?"
The surrounding citizens who had become fans of Zhang's hand cakes were talking a lot.
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
The reporters also recorded that the scene was lively.
What made him unhappy was that when he asked for the secret recipe from these chefs, these chefs were hesitant, and in the end they just waited for him. How could he not understand these questions and immediately sign a new contract with them? .
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Of course not. All the reporters and comrades want to know whether my Yuehai Hotel's hand cakes are more delicious or your Master Lin's hand cakes. Of course, the result will be decided by the citizens." .”
First: I came to him before to propose cooperation, but he rejected me, which made Mr. Zhang very unhappy. Therefore, after his chefs developed the hand cakes, he was very excited, and he came here just to Let Master Lin know that if you don't cooperate with me, you will be the one who loses in the end. Even if you regret it now, it's too late.
Reporters just want to watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. The bigger the incident, the happier they are. After all, news needs a selling point. If there is no selling point, how can it attract the public's attention.
"Yes, we are very happy now eating Mr. Zhang's hand cakes, even happier than when we were waiting in line."
"That's right, that's right, since I queued up at 'Master Lin', I suddenly found that my life has become meaningful. Getting up early every day is like buying a lottery ticket. Every time I am selected, I feel like I have won a big prize." It seems like I’m happy every day.”
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
"Anyway, we support Mr. Zhang unconditionally. Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are number one."
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
Reporter: "Master Lin, are you afraid of competition? Or is it that your hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's?"
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
The second is to build momentum for Zhang's hand cakes, and be prepared to open the factory and run the assembly line. With my personal connections, there will be no problem in opening up various channels.
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
Tian Shengun was unhappy. He really wasn't such a bully. It was so amazing that Mr. Zhang developed hand cakes. He was also provocative. He was really drunk.
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
"Master Lin's hand cakes, let you buy them. We don't bother to argue with you."
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
"Mr. Zhang is very honest. There is no limit to the number of hand cakes. It's really delicious."
…
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
…
The reporters also recorded that the scene was lively.
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was stunned and felt unhappy, "Master Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Wu Tianhe leaned next to Lin Fan, "Why don't you go out and say a few words?"
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Of course not. All the reporters and comrades want to know whether my Yuehai Hotel's hand cakes are more delicious or your Master Lin's hand cakes. Of course, the result will be decided by the citizens." .”
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
Reporter: "Master Lin, are you afraid of competition? Or is it that your hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's?"
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
He has absolute confidence in Zhang’s hand cakes, and he knows that his hand cakes will become popular.
Look, what you want is these compliments, so can Master Lin’s hand cakes compare with his own
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
boss Zhang:"… ?"
It definitely can’t be done.
Lin Fan stopped and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why should I compare with you?"
It definitely can’t be done.
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
The reporters also recorded that the scene was lively.
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
Mr. Zhang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Lin, are you afraid? This is just a comparison between peers and has no other meaning."
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
…
reporter:"… "
It definitely can’t be done.
Wu Tianhe leaned next to Lin Fan, "Why don't you go out and say a few words?"
reporter:"… "
…
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
"That's for sure. I think Master Lin just knows that his hand cakes are not as good as Mr. Zhang's."
Lin Fan shook his head, "That's not necessary. I just calculated it and found someone to take him in."
"It seems that Master Lin is afraid."
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Mr. Zhang is very confident in his hand cakes, because after eating them, he misses them all the time, let alone other citizens.
Mr. Zhang came to Lin Fan for only two purposes.
…
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
The reporters also recorded that the scene was lively.
The citizens retorted.
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
"Master Lin's hand cakes, let you buy them. We don't bother to argue with you."
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
The citizens retorted.
"Mr. Zhang's hand cakes have been tested in the hospital on anorexic patients. Although they are not perfect, they can still make anorexic patients talk. I believe that Mr. Zhang will be successful if he goes back and changes the secret recipe."
At this time, police cars stopped one after another, and a group of uniformed officers came over.
Lin Fan shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he returned to the store and sat there, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with people nowadays, why were they so eager for quick success and instant gain.
boss Zhang:"… ?"
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
Wu Tianhe leaned next to Lin Fan, "Why don't you go out and say a few words?"
Director Zhang followed, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately pointed out, "That's him..."
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Lin Fan shook his head, turned around and entered the room, "Boring."
Lin Fan stopped and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why should I compare with you?"
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused, but then a smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that even the police were alerted, even if my hand-made cakes are not popular."
"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
If Zhang's hand cakes are put on the market, the money he will make will be much more than if he opened a hotel.
The chefs on the side looked pale and their legs began to tremble. They felt bad.
"Have you ever tasted Mr. Zhang's hand cakes? It tastes really amazing and it's very disturbing. Every night when I go to bed, I can't help but want to eat Mr. Zhang's hand cakes."
"The situation is different now. Why does Mr. Zhang have no limit?"
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
"Hey, don't tell me, I want to eat it too. Let's wait and see what's going on here. If it's not interesting, let's go buy some hand cakes."
"Hmph, Master Lin is really blind. How could he let you queue up? If I were to directly blacklist you, you would not even be eligible to queue up in the future."
"Yes, let's have a big competition between Lin's and Zhang's hand cakes to let us see what they are doing."
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
"What do you mean? When you lined up in the past, you always said you were very happy. Isn't it great that Master Lin's hand cakes can bring you happiness?"
This is an advertising effect, which is more effective than spending a lot of money on advertising on TV.
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
"Please leave, we still need to do business in the store." Tian Shengun said.
If they only use the hotel as a platform to sell, they are not afraid, but Mr. Zhang wants to open a factory and go public, which is simply scary, okay
Lin Fan shook his head, "That's not necessary. I just calculated it and found someone to take him in."
He didn't want to say anything more now, it was just boring.
Liu Xiaotian Captain Liu slapped Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, "All relevant personnel of Yuehai Hotel will be taken away for investigation."
"That's right, that's right, since I queued up at 'Master Lin', I suddenly found that my life has become meaningful. Getting up early every day is like buying a lottery ticket. Every time I am selected, I feel like I have won a big prize." It seems like I’m happy every day.”
"Comrades, you..." Mr. Zhang just wanted to say something.
Now as long as Master Lin's hand cakes are compared with each other, Zhang's hand cakes can be lifted up invisibly. Why not do it.
"Master Lin's hand cakes, let you buy them. We don't bother to argue with you."
When Mr. Zhang heard these words, he immediately showed a confident smile.
But everyone simply ignored Tian Shengun. After all, people spoke lightly and no one took Tian Shengun's words to heart.
boss Zhang:"… ?"
Some customers who have been insisting on buying hand cakes from 'Master Lin' are dissatisfied.
…
Crowd: “…”
They were bound tightly, and the secret recipe for the hand cakes was also for his own use.
"Anyway, we support Mr. Zhang unconditionally. Mr. Zhang's hand cakes are number one."
reporter:"… "
Just now, he discovered that this sum of money was surrounded by bad luck and could lead to imprisonment.
Mr. Zhang looked unhappy and felt that this guy was very arrogant. However, now that reporters were present, he was very magnanimous and said, "Master Lin, can you cooperate with me? Reporters and citizens are looking forward to it."
"Hey, don't tell me, I want to eat it too. Let's wait and see what's going on here. If it's not interesting, let's go buy some hand cakes."
Crowd: “…”
Crowd: “…”
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was stunned and felt unhappy, "Master Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
"Mr. Zhang is here just to show off, right?" Lin Fan asked.
"While chatting with you, I suddenly want to eat again."
I'm selling my hand biscuits and I didn't offend you. Do I need to bite myself and hold on to it
Lin Fan refused to fight, which aroused Mr. Zhang's dissatisfaction. The reporters also felt that it would be boring if they couldn't find news points.