novelslam Chapter 64 People Should Aim for Progress
Chapter 64 People Should Aim for Progress
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Beichuan, after changing his clothes at home, arrived at the location Wang Ping had given him on time. It was an elegantly decorated Chinese restaurant in the south of the city.
As soon as he went upstairs, Wang Ping, who was already waiting at the door, greeted him with a smile.
"Brother Xiao Chuan, you've finally arrived! It's an honor to have you here!" Wang Ping patted him warmly on the shoulder and led him to the private room. "We've been waiting for you!"
"Brother Wang, you're too kind."
Pushing open the door to the private room, a middle-aged man in his early forties with a round belly immediately stood up, smiling and extending his hand.
"This must be Brother Xiao Chuan, right? You're indeed young and promising. I'm Ma Ben, Wang Ping's childhood friend. You can just call me Lao Ma!"
Zhang Beichuan stepped forward to shake hands, his attitude humble.
"Mr. Ma, you're too kind. Just call me Xiao Zhang or Xiao Chuan."
Ma Ben seemed to have a cheerful personality, and he put his arm around Zhang Beichuan's shoulder and pulled him to his seat.
"Don't be shy, sit down! Old Wang raved about your eels and free-range chickens, saying they were the best in the world. Today, let's eat and chat, we definitely have to try your stuff!"
"Then you'd better have a good taste today, I guarantee you'll be impressed!" Wang Ping laughed, and quickly walked to the waiter next to him, "Tell the kitchen to use the chicken I saved last time."
"Okay, boss."
Before long, the waiters began to serve the dishes.
"Xiao Chuan, Lao Wang told me you have a stable supply of wild eels and authentic grain-fed free-range chickens. My resort specializes in fresh, authentic food; our customers enjoy the natural, organic experience. Can your supply keep up?"
For most ingredients, Ma Ben doesn't need to personally handle the procurement; the kitchen can manage it all.
But local products like free-range chickens and eels are often of mixed quality in the market, and it takes a lot of time to find them, and they might not even be as good as the ones my friend described.
Zhang Beichuan put down his teacup and said calmly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, we'll definitely be able to supply eels in a short time. I've already contacted quite a few people to catch them."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "As for the free-range chickens, we should be able to get 30 to 50 a day right now, and we should be able to get more after a while."
Ma Ben nodded, picked up a piece of steamed eel that had just been served, savored it carefully, and his eyes lit up.
"Mmm! The texture and flavor of this meat are definitely wild!"
He then tasted a stir-fried chicken dish next to him, chewed a few bites, and his smile widened.
"Hmm? How many years has it been since I've had this kind of authentic free-range chicken?"
Wang Ping looked at him with a hearty laugh, "Old Ma, how could the person I introduced be wrong? Isn't he just like I said?"
Ma Ben put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and looked at Zhang Beichuan with a more serious expression.
"Brother Xiaochuan, I won't beat around the bush. If we can maintain this level of quality and ensure a stable supply in the long term, we can cooperate long-term. What do you think?"
Zhang Beichuan was certain that the matter had succeeded.
"If Mr. Ma is trustworthy, I can definitely guarantee the quality."
Ma Ben was a straightforward man; he looked at him with a smile, then glanced at Old Wang.
"Alright, the price for the free-range chicken will be 46 yuan per jin, and the eel will be 42 yuan per jin. I don't want you to lower the price. However, there's only one condition: the quality must be guaranteed. If it doesn't meet our requirements, I won't take a single jin!"
Zhang Beichuan picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the two men's glasses.
"Mr. Ma, I guarantee the quality will remain the same. I'll do it, you can do as you please!"
"Okay!" Ma Ben didn't hesitate, downed his drink in one gulp, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "Here's the deal: starting tomorrow, you'll deliver 200 catties of eels and 50 free-range chickens to me every day, cash on delivery."
Zhang Beichuan thought for a moment and figured that the eels were definitely not a problem, and the chickens he had accumulated over the past few days, plus what the Lan family boys had collected, should be enough.
Door-to-door delivery is a given, it's just a matter of gas money.
If we calculate based on 200 days a year, with 50 free-range chickens per day, this order can be sustained long-term, guaranteeing at least 200 million yuan a year.
"no problem."
"Okay, okay, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow!"
Zhang Beichuan glanced at Wang Ping. Not only had Wang Ping helped introduce business to him, but he had also specially arranged the meal at his own restaurant, indicating that he wouldn't have to spend any money.
He had to at least offer something, so he said with a smile.
"Brother Wang, just send me a message the day before how much stock you need each day, and I'll personally deliver it to your store. I guarantee it won't delay your needs."
Wang Ping smiled and nodded in agreement.
The deal went smoothly, and since everyone was easygoing, the drinking session was enjoyable.
Zhang Beichuan, who doesn't usually drink much, drank almost a pound of baijiu today.
"Brother Ma, Brother Wang, let me toast you again!"
"He's a straightforward person, and he drinks just as readily," Ma Ben said with a smile, looking at Zhang Beichuan, who was getting a little flushed.
"Alright, after we finish this drink, shall the three of us go somewhere else?"
Wang Ping looked at his childhood friend, who was full of enthusiasm, and knew where he wanted to go.
"Maybe I shouldn't go, your sister-in-law..."
"Old Wang, we're all in a good mood today, come on, come on, don't spoil the fun, I'll take you to a new place, it just opened," Ma Ben said with a meaningful smile.
"Alright then." Wang Ping rubbed his hands together, looked at Zhang Beichuan who seemed a little dizzy, and said, "Brother Xiao Chuan, shall we go somewhere else to drink?"
Zhang Beichuan didn't want to spoil everyone's fun, so he simply went with the flow.
"Anything is fine with me...anything is fine with me..."
The three of them soon arrived at a KTV called Wanrui, where many luxury cars were parked at the entrance.
A waiter saw a BMW X7 stop, jogged over, and caught the keys that Ma Ben tossed to him as he got out of the passenger seat.
The lobby carpet was soft, and Zhang Beichuan, who was already somewhat sober, felt as if he were walking on clouds.
Ma Ben, who was walking at the front, whispered something to the service manager next to him, and soon the three of them entered a private room.
The private room is about 100 square meters in size, with a marble coffee table in the middle, a huge screen against the wall, and a huge L-shaped sofa opposite.
The house not only had a bathroom, but there was also a room with a pool table, the purpose of which was unclear.
"Come, sit down, everyone sit down." Ma Ben sat down casually.
The three sat down, with Wang Ping between the two, acting as a mediator.
A few minutes later, the service manager walked in, and the waiters behind him placed the drinks that Ma Ben had ordered on the table one by one.
Zhang Beichuan glanced at it and saw that XO and beer were readily available.
I was thinking to myself, whether I'll be able to sober up and go back to sleep today is another matter. I need to find a moment when I'm clear-headed and pay the bill first.
The door was pushed open again the next second.
A girl wearing a cheongsam and heavy makeup called out to someone inside.
"Manager, the person has arrived."
The service manager waved his hand and said, "Let them all in."
A dozen or so young girls filed in, some wearing tight short skirts and tank tops, others wearing high-slit cheongsams and trousers. Without exception, they all wore high heels and stood against the wall.
Ma Ben picked up the microphone and glanced at Wang Ping and the other man with a smile.
"Come on, those wearing long pants, step forward... okay, okay... those who can't drink ice-cold beer, step forward..."
Zhang Beichuan was dumbfounded as he looked at the people divided into two lines.
"Alright, come on, those who want to step forward, listen to my command, turn left, ya er ya..." Then, Ma Ben, standing next to him, continued with a chuckle, "The rest of you, step forward two steps~"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Ping.
"Old Wang, you go first."
Wang Ping chuckled as he glanced at the remaining people, then turned to look at Zhang Beichuan.
"Why don't you go first, Xiaochuan?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Xiaochuan, you go first," Ma Ben said, slapping his thigh.
The private room was very large. Zhang Beichuan hadn't been able to see anything clearly because he was standing too far away, but now he could see everything at a glance.
His gaze quickly settled on the second-to-last girl on the far right, wearing a tight sailor uniform and with her hair in pigtails.
The main thing is that the color of the sailor uniform stands out among the black and white tank tops and short skirts, making it hard to miss.
Isn't this Li Yue, who said she wasn't ambitious this afternoon? Turns out she's this ambitious?
As Li Yue tidied her hair, she noticed Zhang Beichuan sitting on the sofa, staring at her with a half-smile. Her heart skipped a beat.