Chapter 50: [Limited-Time Event Plan]
Chapter 50: [Limited-Time Event Plan]
"Today's limited-time event is now open! Lucky customers will be randomly selected!"
"After you buy your steak, if you'd like to be on camera and wait until closing time, you can draw a lot from the box next to you."
"The lucky customer who draws the red slip will have a special dish cooked for them by Boss Liu after closing time, and will appear on camera as the taster in our video..."
The loudspeaker in front of the stall played the same song on a loop, over and over again.
Next to the loudspeaker stood a handwritten sign with large, eye-catching red characters: Boston Lobster.
"Boss, what does that loudspeaker mean?"
Despite the loudspeaker making the announcement very clear, customers who had already lined up at the stall couldn't help but ask again.
This is so normal.
Anyone who has worked in the service industry or in a job that involves dealing with the general public knows that some people have very strange thought processes.
"It's just a filming event. Anyone willing to appear on camera and help out can try their luck by drawing lots." Liu Zhuohao's tongs didn't stop, and his movements as he fried the steak were fluid and graceful.
After working for two months, this young body has regained the "ox-like" state it had in its previous life.
Don't even mention being tired; even if you have a headache or fever, you can still force yourself to finish the work without ever thinking about "taking a leave."
"What did you eat?" the customer continued to ask.
"Today's menu is Boston lobster," Liu Zhuohao replied patiently, ignoring the sign that was standing next to him.
The customer wanted to ask more details, but the people in line behind them couldn't wait any longer.
"Can you guys in front hurry up? It's already been announced over the loudspeaker, they keep asking and asking!"
"Can you move aside after you order? Let's stop talking!"
"Senior! Three steaks, all with black pepper!"
Liu Zhuohao nodded to the back, then placed another piece of steak on the iron plate. With a sizzle, white smoke rose up.
Now, with my own stall, I have a basic guaranteed income.
Under stable circumstances, one can earn at least 30,000 yuan per month. If business continues to be booming, it is possible to earn 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.
In this way, I now have two paths to take.
One option is to continue investing money in the real economy, such as opening a store, starting a restaurant, or building a brand.
Another option is to invest the money earned in filming as a blogger and build popularity.
Liu Zhuohao chose the second option without hesitation. After all, from the moment he returned, he clearly understood that he was determined to become an internet celebrity.
I must make a living from the internet.
If you can't make a living in this field, it will be very difficult to rise to prominence in the next ten years with the knowledge you have as an ordinary person.
Unless you stock up on masks in advance, this is a well-known option.
But that's not good.
If given the chance, Liu Zhuohao would rather be the one giving away free masks.
As for whether it's acceptable to hoard masks to sell, given that we know what will happen?
Even a dog wouldn't do that!
"Xiao Hao..."
When Liu Zhuohao heard someone call his name instead of "Boss Liu," his heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw three familiar faces.
The two young people, a man and a woman, were older than me, probably in their early twenties.
There was also a woman who appeared plump and well-off.
The three of them squeezed through the crowd from the side, ignoring the people queuing in front of the stall, and started talking to him.
Liu Zhuohao smiled as he looked at them, calling out to each of them:
"Cousin, older cousin, and..."
He paused, then said, "Second Aunt!"
The moment he uttered the words, he could clearly see that the dissatisfied expression on the guest's face froze, and the guest stared at him coldly without saying a word.
"Hey, you still remember me? I..."
My second aunt opened her mouth with a smile, just about to say something.
"Excuse me, you three, I'm quite busy right now."
Liu Zhuohao interrupted her, then looked at the customers in front of the stall, "So, what would you like to eat?"
Auntie's smile froze, her mouth still agape.
The older cousins exchanged a glance, looking a little embarrassed.
The guest, who had initially looked somewhat helpless upon hearing that they knew each other and were even relatives, paused for a moment before quickly speaking up:
"Four steaks, one mushroom, one black pepper, and two tomato."
"Oh, and that black pepper with meat."
Liu Zhuohao nodded:
"……good."
My second aunt's face looked rather grim: "Xiao Hao, we want to order too, three servings, please..."
"Excuse me, Second Aunt."
Liu Zhuohao interrupted her again, waving his hand, "Get in line."
It's so simple, it only has two words.
His gaze swept over his second aunt with indifference.
Under his gaze, the matter-of-fact look in his second aunt's eyes gradually froze, turning into disbelief, as if she hadn't expected him to say such a thing.
Logically speaking, my greater interactions with them would happen later.
I shouldn't take my anger out on the person in front of me because of this.
But the moment he saw her cut in line with the other two, Liu Zhuohao immediately dismissed the idea. What difference did it make whether it was now or later?
Anyway, I don't want to have anything to do with them.
"Go line up! Can't you see how many people are here?"
"Boss Liu, what kind of relative is this? Such poor manners!"
"Could you please stop standing there? There are a lot of people here."
Then, the customers also started shouting.
Upon hearing this, Wong Wai-hung and Li Ka-shing rushed over, intending to help take care of the two.
Before they could even speak, Liu Zhuohao glared at them:
"What are you doing? There are so many guests. Just do your own thing!"
With a single sentence, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths.
The newly installed action camera on their heads clearly recorded this scene.
But Liu Zhuohao didn't care.
Currently, his social media account is taking shape, and his videos are no longer uploaded directly without any processing, as they used to be.
Therefore, he didn't care.
Even if he were filmed, he wouldn't care.
It would be better to make your stance clear to others as soon as possible.
If you're soft-hearted now, you're giving them the chance to take advantage of you later!
Moreover, I have absolutely no problem in handling this matter.
Amidst the crowd's condemnation, the three walked away with grim expressions, not actually joining the queue, but instead disappearing into the distance.
Before leaving, my cousin muttered under her breath, "What kind of attitude is that..."
Liu Zhuohao heard it clearly, but he didn't care at all. However, he gripped the clip even tighter!
Yes, I should have expected it.
Once you know they already know your business is doing well and are coming to visit, you should understand they'll definitely come to your stall.
Will.
"This is……"
However, the surprised voices of the customers in front of him quickly drew Liu Zhuohao's attention back.
They were a couple, probably students from a nearby teachers' college, speaking fluent Mandarin, unlike the locals whose Mandarin was mixed with their hometown accents.
"Congratulations."
A smile appeared on Liu Zhuohao's face. "Would you like to be the star of our video and taste the food I cook?"
That's right, the couple in front of us drew the red slip of paper.
This means they got to enjoy the $200 Boston lobster and become the first couple to be customers of their own video project.
"certainly."
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