Chapter 755: Spin-off 28: Grand Finale. _2

Afterward, the grand plan that made waves outside had begun.

And it all started with Yi’s casual remark and Tuberculosis Rabbit’s nod of agreement.

In Tuberculosis Rabbit’s eyes, perhaps it really wasn’t such a big deal.

“Should we… give up?”

“Should I go tell Tuberculosis Rabbit I don’t want to do it?”

Little Huang hesitated, his expression uncertain. He had completely lost the feeling of excitement, and it was only now that he fully grasped the enormity of the hot potato he was holding. Let alone a monthly payroll of 100 million, whether it was the 7,000 plus employees, a stable supply chain, brand building, or uniform flavor profiles–he had no experience with any of it.

To be precise, it wasn’t that he lacked experience.

He already had a stable supply chain; his twenty-odd hotpot restaurants all sourced from the same supplier. But if he told them he needed supplies for 1,000 restaurants, they would go insane. They simply couldn’t handle such an order.

He had all these experiences, but once the scale increased to this level, he felt completely blind and clueless about how to handle it.

At this point, other than giving up, he surprisingly could think of no other solution.

“You don’t necessarily need to give up, not only would it waste this opportunity, it would lower Tuberculosis Rabbit’s impression of you. If you want to ask again in the future, there won’t be a chance. If you handle this properly this time, perhaps even Tuberculosis Rabbit would take more notice of you,” Old Huang said.

“Moreover, even by selling the quota, you could make a considerable profit. The quota is indeed given to your company, but there are many large hotpot brands with the capacity but not the quota. You just need to sell your company to them, transfer the quota, and you could earn a lot.”

“But that’s a last resort.”

“Let me tell you a better plan.”

Old Huang pondered for a moment before speaking, “Do you know what the capital market favors the most now? It’s Yi. Anything related to Yi will be fervently pursued by the capital market, even though Yi himself is one of the biggest tycoons in the capital market.”

“The food promotion event this time has attracted countless capital investments. The reason is simple; the event is hosted by Yi. They trust Yi and nearly every Alien Race knows about Blue Star thanks to his fame.”

“When one day, Blue Star’s cuisine suddenly appears on their doorstep, tell me, wouldn’t they want to try it?”

“Relying on the trust in Yi’s influence and confidence in Blue Star’s food products, numerous capitals enter the scene. They invest and collaborate with companies that received the quota, aiming to make profits together.”

“You can let the news leak as well.”

“But it needs to be leaked in a different way.”

“We can reveal our connection with Yi. Once those capitals find out, they will frantically seek you out for collaboration. If everything goes as planned, you should already have some contacts, right?” Old Huang continued.

Little Huang was slightly taken aback, looking at his friend requests, he indeed found several unfamiliar ones with remarks such as ‘Business Cooperation, Wang Mei, Head of Market Department at Gao Fei Capital.’

“How should we leak it?”

“A too obvious leak isn’t good.”

Old Huang shook his head, “It would stand out too much and seem very purposeful.”

Then Old Huang looked at the veteran friends beside him, slightly stood up, clasped his hands and bowed with a smile, “It has been tough for all of you listening for so long. As you know, I, Old Huang, don’t have many dreams in this life, just this one son, Little Huang. With some effort and thick-skinned requests, we got him this opportunity.”

“It would be a bit regretful to let it go to waste.”

“Considering our many years of acquaintance, I’ll trouble you to leak the news out for me. Thank you all, and I’ll be sure to repay your kindness in the future,” he said.

As his voice fell,

the group of old men listening intently around him, coughed lightly and came back to their senses.

“Ah?”

Caught up in excitement, Little Huang had never considered this problem. It was only after his father mentioned it that he realized he couldn’t possibly afford such a large sum. A hotpot restaurant requires at least 7 staff members including waiters, reception, doormen, and kitchen staff.

That was already the bare minimum staffing.

And for 1,000 stores, that meant at least 7,000 employees.

He couldn’t possibly manage these 1,000 stores simultaneously, and nobody could. This would necessitate a massive number of managerial staff, adding at least another 100 people. The amount of salary to be paid to so many people every month was astronomical.

The average monthly salary on Blue Star was around 11,000.

The pay for waiters was generally 6,000, varying by city.

The salary for service staff going to Alien Race territories had to be even higher; after all, who would go to such a far and unfamiliar place if the pay wasn’t significantly more?

Tuberculosis Rabbit Company was willing to cover all the expenses for opening the stores, but the single requirement was that the staff must be from Blue Star.

Otherwise, it would not serve the purpose of promoting Blue Star’s cuisine.

Bearing this in mind, waiter salaries had to be at least 10,000 to attract anyone.

The salary for management and kitchen staff was even higher.

Even if calculated at the lowest monthly salary of 10,000, the cost for 1,000 stores would be… 70 million.

70 million…

With just over 20 hotpot restaurants in his hands, even if he sold all of them, he couldn’t raise 70 million–darkroom–couldn’t even cover a month’s payroll. Even if he were to liquidate everything he had, it would be pointless.

Moreover, since it was a trial run in Alien Race territories, they might not even make any profit in the first month.

If they didn’t earn 70 million in the first month, he wouldn’t be able to pay the second month’s salaries.