Chapter 46: Explosive Sales

  Fei Xiyue, the only daughter of Fei Xiangtian, director of Nanfang Zixin Financial Group. From birth, she was a noble and elegant young lady, enjoying a luxurious life that ordinary people could hardly experience, receiving high-quality education, and graduating with excellent grades from a renowned business school in North America before the age of 18, earning a master's degree.

  She, with her exceptional talent and abilities, has achieved extraordinary success. At the age of 19, under the arrangement of her father Fei Xiangtian, she entered the Zixing Financial Group and independently operated several billion-dollar projects, achieving great success without any surprise. Currently, she is also serving as the Deputy General Manager of Zixing Financial Group, responsible for domestic and international financial operations.

  Although she was beautiful and intelligent, she was still a woman after all. As long as she was a woman, once she met her Prince Charming, she would inevitably fall into the whirlpool of love, and people in love are often blind.

  At this moment, Fei Xinyu's heart is particularly anxious and flustered.

  She thought her crush was the boy next door who she had grown up with since childhood, and he's coming to her house today.

  And he said he wanted to taste her cooking skills personally and see her cook in person.

  Wei Yan was flustered, she had learned many things, but just hadn't learned how to cook.

  What's going on? What's going on? Fei Xin Yu paced back and forth in the spacious kitchen.

  He is now in the living room having tea and chatting with his father.

  If only I had known, I wouldn't have shown off. Now even Dad has to come out and join in the fun, saying he wants to try his daughter's skills personally. Things have developed to this point, making Fei Xinyi feel very annoyed.

  Actually, Fei Xinyu is not someone who doesn't put in effort.

  I bought a cookbook and watched cooking TV shows. But it seems like the kitchen is not my territory, I just can't cook delicious dishes. I didn't expect that I could handle myself in the business world, but this small kitchen can defeat me.

  The pan-seared steak eventually turned into a mysterious black lump that was hard as nails.

  Scrambled eggs, the egg is broken, it's hard to crack open and put in the pot, but it's also charred.

  The white radish is difficult to cut and has a strange shape.

  Don't know how much salt to add, even more unclear is how much sugar to add.

  After messing around for half a day, nothing was accomplished. Even the rice was a failure because too little water was added, resulting in some being overcooked and some undercooked.

  Alas, what to do! Fei Xin opened the refrigerator and stared blankly at the few remaining ingredients inside.

  With a worried look, she walked back and forth, pacing around.

  Huh, two packets of instant noodles placed in the middle caught my eye.

  Fei Xin thought for a moment, and then remembered that this was something Zhang Shu had bought back yesterday when he passed by a certain supermarket and saw the hustle and bustle. Wasn't it supposed to be shared with the servants? How come it's still here?

  But at this moment, Fei Xin Ya took out instant noodles and treated it as a lifesaver. Cooking instant noodles should be the easiest thing to do, right? She glanced at the cooking instructions on the packaging bag and got started.

  At this time, Fei Xiangtian outside the kitchen seemed to know his daughter's temper and shouted: "Xin Yi, don't bother anymore, let's go out to eat together."

  Damn old man! Not even a bit of self-awareness as a light bulb. Thought with annoyance and anger.

  "Just wait a little longer, it will be fine soon!"

  Without hesitation, she picked up two small pots, each filled with clear water, and put them on the fire.

  In a moment, two bowls of fragrant soup were brought into the living room.

  "Daughter, it's too delicious, is there still some?"

  "Xiao Yi's cooked noodles are really delicious."

  Listening to her beloved man's praise, Fei Xin felt a surge of happiness. She even automatically ignored her father's words and replied to him: "If you still want to eat, I'll cook it for you again tomorrow, okay?"

  The first day of the Wan Jia Fu supermarket promotion, the delicious Xuan instant noodles were sold out in a flash, triggering a rush of customers to buy. In less than a day's time, the shelves of the supermarket were emptied.

  The supermarket general manager Nibin was amazed, unaware of the inside story between Li Ze and Du Le. He had thought that Li Ze invested in this project for personal reasons, but now it seems that fortunately he didn't think too much about it at the time and completed the project well, which is also a kind of redemption.

  The sales of Mei Wei Xuan instant noodles exceeded his expectations, but fortunately, he had the supermarket staff set aside a pack of each flavor for him to purchase later. As the big boss's focus company, it was also the focus target of this subordinate.

  For the first time, Nibin tasted the delicious flavor of Weilai's instant noodles and couldn't care less about the relationship between Yonghui's boss and big boss. As the person in charge of the supermarket, Nibin made a decision to strive for the exclusive sales rights of Weilai's products in the city. At least within Fuyong City, only Wanjiabu Supermarket would have Weilai's instant noodles.

  The popularity of Mei Wei Xuan after its release was beyond Du Le's expectations. He had confidence in the formula for Wuye Grass, but this result was better than he could have imagined. In just one day, three Wanjiafu supermarkets alone consumed nearly all the inventory that Yonghui had at the time of acquisition, and apart from Wanjiafu's continued orders, some small supermarkets and wholesalers also came to inquire, forcing workers to work overtime.

  But due to insufficient production, Du Le had to slowly refuse some small supermarkets' bulk orders.

  The factory's Liao Shifu was also very happy, but he was very rational and dispelled Du Le's idea of expanding production and increasing the production line. The reason is simple, that is, the sales volume of Mei Wei Xuan is large because there are various discounts during the promotion period. Only in the normal sales period, the sales volume obtained is worth referencing. Moreover, due to the hasty listing, Mei Wei Xuan originally had very little inventory, and within a week, Mei Wei Xuan only produced about 5,000 boxes.

  Alas, it was a bit rushed. Du Le sighed and continued to be busy. In addition to coordinating promotional ads, he also had to arrange for them to air on local TV stations in a timely manner. No matter what, the more TV commercials they aired, the greater the brand effect of Mei Wei Xuan would be, and consumers would trust Mei Wei Xuan even more.

  The more Meifan Xuan is consumed, the more Wuyecao is consumed. This has led to many problems. Is it still necessary for Meifan Xuan noodle restaurant in Jinyang City to continue operating? The production of Yonghui Factory can barely meet the demand of this city alone, where will they find extra instant noodles to supply to the noodle restaurant? Compared to the market in Jinyang City, Du Le values Fuyang City more. If he were to purchase other brands of instant noodles, Du Le thinks it's unnecessary and too complicated. During this time, Du Le only bought a batch of grain to supply Yanfu's wine house business.

  Things are too much, Du Le is busy sending messages from both sides, and he has almost no time to rest.

  Du Le thought of Zhao Quan, the person in charge of Miao Huan, and felt even more unhappy. Considering all the situations, Du Le couldn't help but think that it would be better to close down Miao Huan Restaurant altogether. With a 10% profit margin, he had made quite a bit of money, enough for him to support his family.

  Du Le sat in the office, thinking for a while, still unclear, his mobile phone rang.

  Du Le picked up his phone and took a look, it was an unfamiliar number.

  It was Du Tian's voice on the phone, my younger brother.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Brother, where are you now?"

  I am in Fukuoka City.

  "Fukuoka City? How did you end up there? Why did you send so much money to me and Xiao Lan, Dad and Mom are worried about you."

  "Haha, you guys won't think I'm doing something illegal, right? Let me tell you, I followed a big boss recently and made some money. Not long ago, I just acquired a food processing factory in Fuyong, so I've been very busy and couldn't contact you guys. Tell my parents not to worry."

  "Wow, bro, you have your own factory now? What are you producing?"

  "Yes, wait until you get into college and graduate, then come help me! In a couple of days I'll send some products from the factory back home for you to try the taste."

  Du Le asked again about Du Tian's homework situation before hanging up the phone. His own situation would have to be told to his family one day. This phone call from Du Tian was like giving his family a hint. However, Du Le really hoped that in a few years, Du Tian and Du Lan could help him out. What he lacked most now was someone trustworthy.

  Don't want to think about it anymore, I still have to go to the factory to supervise the production progress first.

  Then Du Le had to go to the warehouse of the trading company to collect a batch of grain, really busy with his feet off the ground.