The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei patted her little hand and asked, "Didn't I help him solve your uncle's matter last time? Why are your parents arguing again?"

Jiang Xiaojia pouted, and said in a coquettish voice: "Someone gave a gift to my family, but my father was determined not to accept it, saying that he would rather die of starvation than spoil the atmosphere!"

Yang Fei snorted and said with a smile, "Your father is a good policeman."

Jiang Xiaojia said: "But my mother was angry, saying that it's okay to accept some gifts, and what people give is not money. She also said that if these gifts are sold for money, they can also subsidize the family. My father scolded me, saying that my family's conditions are poor? Live better than 80% of people! Why are you still not satisfied?"

Yang Fei thought to himself, how can people be content?

The richer people are, the poorer they feel, the more they work tirelessly and forget about food and sleep.

On the contrary, there are some poor people who are content and happy every day.

Jiang Xiaojia said: "My mother has changed. She used to not use cosmetics or go to big shopping malls to buy clothes. Now she spends more and more money—this is what my father said, and I think it is right."

Yang Fei was stunned, thinking that the current child is really too sensible.

"Xiao Jia, no matter what quarrels there are between your parents, they will always be your parents. There is a saying that says that there is no wrong parent in the world. As children, the first thing we need is filial piety. Filial piety is filial piety and obedience. Don’t make trouble for them, respect them from the bottom of your heart, this is the righteousness of filial piety.”

"Should I obey when I know it's wrong?"

"What is right? What is wrong? Right and wrong are relative. It's just a personal opinion. If you change the time, place, or angle, what they say may be correct. You don’t know how good your parents are to you. Only after they leave, we will truly understand that life has no place to come from, only the way back.”

Jiang Xiaojia didn't understand very well, but felt the strong family affection in Yang Fei's words, and felt that Yang Fei's words were really good.

She is still young now, and when she grows up, she will realize the desolation and helplessness in these words after she grows up.

"Fei Shao, we're here." Ma Feng stopped the car, and Sao Asami, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car and opened the door.

Jiang Xiaojia looked around curiously, and asked, "What are you eating here?"

"Hey, right here.

"Yang Fei pointed to the shop next to him.

"Milk tea sister?" Jiang Xiaojia smiled, "What a nice name, milk tea? Is it delicious?"

Chen Chun opened the sister milk tea branch to the snack street outside Qingda University.

As Yang Fei expected, this kind of fruit milk tea with a novel style, changeable taste, and various fruits and springy powder balls was sought after by young people as soon as it was launched, especially girls. Unbelievable, many people are addicted to drinking, and every day after school, they have a cup of milk tea.

Yang Fei builds and manages "Milk Tea Sister" as a brand, and adopts a combination of franchise chain sales and direct sales stores to occupy the national market more flexibly and quickly.

After the opening of the Wudaokou store, the daily sales have been increasing day by day. The store has expanded from two small stores at the beginning to the current four storefronts. There are eight employees standing at the front desk for sales and cash register, and another eight employees are inside. Responsible for deployment and sealing, the two foremen were not idle, and they went to help wherever they were busy.

For such a big milk tea shop, the business is booming, and during the morning, noon and evening peak hours, there is even more need to queue up to buy.

Chinese people like to get together and join in the fun. Wherever there are many people, no matter how long the queue is, they have to try it. It doesn't matter whether the food is good or not, try it first.

This kind of herd mentality has made the business of the milk tea shop more and more prosperous.

Many artisanal food stores, because of the limited daily production, will put up a daily limited sales brand to carry out hunger marketing. The more the purchase is restricted, the more consumers will line up to buy. Those who are open to supply, but no one cares. How good is the taste and flavor? In fact, after eating it, I feel that it is very ordinary, and it is not even as good as those that are openly served.

Doing business is all about marketing.

The oldest marketing is shouting. Many hawkers in the modern vegetable market still retain this tradition. There are always more people in front of the stalls shouting than those who do not shout.

"We have to line up!" Jiang Xiaojia stretched his neck and looked at the queue in front of him. "There are a lot of people. The milk tea here must be delicious."

Yang Fei said: "Waiting in line for food is also a process of anticipation, just like falling in love, there needs to be a process of pursuit. Without this process, the relationship between a man and a woman would not be called falling in love."

"What's that called?" Jiang Xiaojia asked curiously.

Yang Fei thought to himself, what is not good for himself to compare, but this one? He smiled awkwardly at the moment: "You will understand when you grow up."

"Brother Ma Feng, what are you talking about?" Seeing that Yang Fei didn't say anything, Jiang Xiaojia asked Ma Feng beside him.

Ma Feng pretended to be stunned: "What? I didn't hear clearly."

There are eight windows, and the queue is still very fast. A cup of milk tea, from declaration, payment, to production, skilled staff, only takes about three minutes to complete.

As a customer, Yang Fei experienced the service of his own store. His eyes seemed to be casual, but they were actually very focused and careful.

It was nothing at first, but after observing for a long time, he discovered the problem.

When it was his turn, he said he wanted four cups of milk tea, one with berries, one with strawberries, one with watermelon, and one with lemon.

The order taker reported the order skillfully.

The dispatchers inside were busy coming and going, and for a while they saw strawberries called here, and they heard noodles called rice balls over there, chaotic and busy.

While waiting, Yang Fei said: "Your blenders, why don't each one of them be responsible for the blending of a flavor? This can be faster and you don't have to run around to get the seasoning."

The order taker ignored him.

Yang Fei suggested to the foreman on one side again.

The foreman said: "You are not the store manager, what do you care about so much? Even the store manager can't decide the workflow, it's decided by the headquarters."

Yang Fei said: "You are the foreman. If you can provide a better work process, your boss may promote you? You should use your brains when doing work, and you can't do dead work."

The foreman took a look at Yang Fei and said, "You said division of labor, so if the number of customers buying strawberries is the largest, then you have to be busy? If there are few customers buying lemons, then you have to be idle all the time? Our boss is much smarter than you , what you can think of, he has already thought of it!"

Yang Fei was very happy, thinking that your boss is me!

He smiled and said: "Then you can't think of a solution anymore? Solve this problem? You don't need to be so busy, and you can take into account everyone's workload."

The foreman said: "How can there be such a good solution? If there is, there are so many managers in our company headquarters, and we have already figured it out. Don't think that you are the only ones with talents at Qingda University. Big difference!"

Yang Fei laughed and said, "It's hard to compare which school has better students. If I say Tsinghua University is better, it's Wang Po selling melons and boasting. However, if I can figure out a way to solve the problem of average workload, Can you buy me a cup of milk tea?"