Chapter 1097： Conspiracy reappears

"Damn it, where did Yu Wuwei get the money? I took a look just now. Although it hasn't been redecorated, the tables and chairs have been replaced, all of them are high-end tables and chairs, antique ones, and there are a lot of them hanging on the walls. Calligraphy and painting, there are many more decorations on the Bogu shelf."

Ye Qingqing was perplexed, even if the calligraphy, paintings and antiques were fakes, but after reloading them like this, it would be a conservative estimate.

Yu Wuwei is a poor man who can't even pay the rent. How can he get this large sum of money to reopen?

"I just called and asked the landlord. He said that Yu Wuwei paid the rent for three years. It was 5,000 yuan a month and 180,000 yuan for three years. Where did he get the money?" Tang Yuan Yuan was extremely annoyed.

The location of Wuweilou is good, and the place is big enough, and Yuwuwei used to spend a lot of money on decoration, and all the good things were used.

"It seems that Yu Wuwei is on his thigh, don't worry, we will wait and see what happens." Ye Qingqing comforted.

Tang Yuan Yuan said bitterly, "This **** is willing to fight against my family, my dad cooks healthy dishes, but he made a medicated meal, and he even got 50% off for the first three days, and what kind of membership system is he charging for 200 yuan? Ordinary members will get a 22% discount in the future, and a thousand yuan will be a VIP card, and the 20% discount will make many guests go to the opposite side to eat."

Yu Wuwei is aggressive, regardless of the cost to fight against Baiweiju, the materials used are also good, and the taste is of course not too bad, the guests are all greedy for cheap, it has only opened for two days, and at least half of the customers of Baiwei Ju have lost. , and there are still signs of continued loss.

"What's the hurry, you have the ability to lose money every day. Look at his pigeon soup. It's genuine, and it doesn't contain any moisture. This one is only ten yuan at a 50% discount. Ten yuan can't even buy the ingredients, let alone. With rent, utilities and wages, he can't last long."

Ye Qingqing opened a pigeon soup. The aroma of medicine and meat were mixed together, which was very tempting. She just had someone help to buy it back. The taste is really not bad, and the ingredients are enough.

Tang Yuan Yuan tasted and nodded, "This guy used to cut corners, but now his conscience has discovered it."

"I guess he wants to grab customers. Hold your breath, don't cut the price and let him sell at a loss. Hmph, unless this **** really has a golden thigh, he won't be able to last for a month!"

Ye Qingqing is very sure that the purpose of doing business is to make money. Don't look at the booming business of Wuweilou now, and it can't be squeezed, but it's just vain.

As night fell, the guests gradually dispersed. All of them were very satisfied. They could have a high-quality medicated meal for a few dozen yuan. It was a good deal. I will eat it again tomorrow.

Yu Wuwei took a calculator to calculate the flow of water The more he counted, the colder his heart became. The big boss asked him to use the best materials, and he even gave him a 50% discount. There were many customers and a lot of flow, so it was profitable. ...

"Boss, including water, electricity, rent and wages, we have lost more than a thousand yuan." The employee looked at Yu Wuwei in embarrassment.

Yu Wuwei's original excitement was suddenly washed away by the cold water. He had a gloomy face and said nothing. After a while, he called the big boss and reported today's profit.

"Mrs Tang, will you continue to offer 50% off tomorrow?"

"Of course, it will be postponed for a week, and the price will be raised when the customers of Baiwei Ju are almost gone."

It was Tang Yufen who spoke, but she only lost a thousand yuan, and she could afford it.

She just wants to crowd Sheng Xinlan's hotel, so she can only close Zhang Daji in the end, without any loss.

"After you've been busy for a while, think of a way to lure that little **** out, Ye Qingqing." Tang Yufen gave an order.

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