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Saskia smiled. "The Roche family needs inns and casual restaurants that can accommodate 600 people." Hearing this, Wagner was overjoyed. "We must accept the Roche family's business. Reply to them quickly!" Saskia nodded and immediately tagged Dima in the group chat: [Mr. Dima, the Loyd family just so happens to have 12 newly renovated inns that can accommodate about a thousand people.] Miriam frowned. "The Roche family owns all the top hotels in Munford. Shouldn't it be easy for them to host 600 people?" Wagner took out his phone and scrolled through the chat records, his expression darkening. "They want their employees to experience hardships, so the budget is likely very low." Sammy's and Miriam's expressions immediately darkened. "I knew you had bad intentions. You're trying to push a losing business onto me," Miriam accused.
The situation meant that not only would they have to entertain the Roche family and their employees with a smile, but they would also have to offer discounts. Their newly renovated inns would be making a loss on their first business venture, which would be off- putting for anyone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSaskia laughed gleefully. "You can't say that. It's the Roche family we're talking about. Haven't we always wanted to establish a connection with them? Once we have our first cooperation in the bag, there'll surely be a second," she said while casting a gloating glance.
Wagner thought about it for a moment and nodded. "Saskia makes a good point. Accept the business." Miriam was furious. She was about to burst when Sammy grabbed her hand and smiled. "Grandfather, Auntie Saskia, we'll take this business!" "Sammy, you're being foolish!" Miriam's eyes reddened. She thought her daughter was truly naive.
Saskia simply smiled. "Sammy has a business mind. Remember, in business, you must think big. Don't neglect customers just because you're not making money!" Saskia would be surprised if they did not end up losing a lot of money.
"Don't worry, we'll take good care of the guests!" Sammy put down her cutlery and smiled sweetly. "I'm full. I'll go make preparations now. Please enjoy your meal!" Miriam sighed and quickly followed her outside.
As soon as Sammy stepped out of the villa, she began making phone calls. "Sir clear out the store immediately and prepare glhome-cooked meals for 200 people.
Double the cost for each dish' Content belongs to en.kikistoriesQUMS The person on the other end was confused. "Miss Sammy, are you sure? Home-cooked meals for 200 people, and you want to double the cost?" Sammy replied firmly, "Yes, do it right away!" She hung up and then contacted two other restaurants, leaving the owners bewildered..
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, since they were on ne employees, they had to follow the boss' orders. Content belongs to en.kikistories"Sammy, are you crazy?" Miriam rushed out, snatching the phone from her daughter's hand. "Do you know how much we'll lose?" "Mom, trust me. We might lose money, but it'll be worth it," Sammy said, her eyes clear and determined.
"You... Fine, since we've already accepted it, backing out now would only drag down the entire family!" Seeing her daughter's innocent and determined gaze, Miriam reluctantly handed the phone back to her. She turned away, wiping away a tear. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesSW While Sammy went back to contacting the inns under them, Miriam received a call from Dima. She answered the call and asked, "Hello, who is this?" "Our employees are heading over for dinner now. Has the food been prepared?" The voice on the other end was steady and authoritative.
"Y-Yes, we're done with the preparations. There are three restaurants on Treasure Street, north of the city. We've cleared them out," she replied nervously, almost sweating.
She was from the countryside, and the person on the phone was likely Dima Roche, a business magnate she had only seen on TV.
"We'll be there for dinner in an hour and will be checking in in three hours. If the hospitality is subpar, you can forget about doing business in Munford again. Am I making myself clear?"