sbdcsierra Chapter 148 Opening the door to charity?!
Chapter 148 Opening the door to charity?!
"Pull the camera two centimeters to the right, yes, frame that black and gold sign that says 'High-Value Prepaid Card, Unofficial Shareholder Dividends' firmly in the very center of the frame!! That's the focus today!"
In the middle of the old street, in the lobby of "Extreme Flavor Space," the most luxurious of the thirteen new stores, a food blogger with a buzz cut and a high-end mirrorless camera around his neck is adjusting the tripod in front of him with one hand.
He gave a thumbs-up to the camera and kicked the ribbons on the ground with his toe to make sure the upscale decor in the background was perfectly framed.
With a standard, practiced professional smile on his face, he shouted loudly at the camera flashing a red dot:
"Family members!! Today, your Ninth Master is taking you on a clandestine visit to the newest culinary hotspot in the south of the city—the Old Street Commercial Experience Space!!
Guess how much it costs per person? Not 98, not 58! Our grand opening celebration features an unlimited supply of premium free-range chicken hot pot for just 9.9 yuan!!
Although the location is a bit out of the way, just look at the smokeless iron stove and the excellent service – it's like bringing the sophistication of a high-end shopping district right down to the bottom of a deep alley!
Not only this short-haired influencer, but also five or six top local lifestyle bloggers, hired by Su Ang at a high price, were sitting around the floor-to-ceiling windows of the thirteen shops.
The various colored lights illuminated the hall as if it were daytime, a stark contrast to the original dark tones of the old street.
"Not only is the ambiance amazing, folks, the cultural story behind this restaurant is truly authentic!!"
A beautiful blogger next door, without any regard for her image, picked up a large white porcelain bowl, grabbed a wooden chopstick with one hand, and stuffed a piece of free-range chicken, which was rolling in a secret broth and was bright red and covered in oil, into her mouth.
Her almond-shaped eyes immediately lit up as if two stars had fallen into them, and she exclaimed to the camera how much fun she had it:
"The taste experience is absolutely amazing!!"
The chicken skin is sticky and chewy like tofu, the chicken meat is firm yet incredibly smooth, and the aroma of the fat is explosive. It's made with high-quality ingredients and is definitely not comparable to those quick-cooked frozen meats!
And right now, the store is offering a super promotion: recharge 1000 and get 500 free! Bring three of your best friends along, and you'll instantly become a "wild shareholder," effortlessly collecting the store's revenue share this month! Just go for it!!
These dazzling array of restaurant guides and videos, like waves, surged through the network of the southern part of the city, frantically converging on tens of thousands of netizens. The live stream chat was constantly scrolling with comments.
Meanwhile, under these newly released videos and forum posts...
Su Ang's public relations department had already filled the comment section with a massive army of online trolls.
"Holy crap?! A fresh free-range chicken hot pot for only 9.9 yuan?! Has this business gone mad?! Are they running a charity?!"
"I just got a priority coupon for a cross-industry alliance at the bathhouse next door. I went in, topped up my account with 1,000 yuan, and immediately got the dividend privileges of a 'wild shareholder.' I heard that the cost of my lunch today has already been deducted from my share of the profits. It's a complete rip-off, utterly ridiculous!!"
"That hole-in-the-wall restaurant on the old street that used to employ scarcity marketing tactics sold a plate of chicken for 58 yuan. They didn't even bother with the transparent sourcing of their ingredients, acting all mysterious. Compared to the Su Group's digitalized private domain, they couldn't even touch the heel of their shoe. Don't be a sucker like that!!"
The dense barrage of online comments and the dubious truth of behind-the-scenes revelations became the death knell for the foodies in the south of the city within just a dozen minutes, frantically influencing the consumption decisions of every hesitant fan.
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"Wow!! It really works that you can get dividends?! I'll deposit some money too!!"
"I mean, what's so great about a serving of chicken for 58 yuan? Let's go, let's go to 'Extreme Flavor Space' next door and have some hot pot!!"
On the cobblestone streets of Changjie, many individual diners who originally came for the reputation of "human touch" held their phones, watching the enthusiastic comments scrolling across the screens. In a moment of impulsiveness, their last remaining convictions were shattered.
The crowd turned around and roughly grabbed the black and gold membership cards from the salesman's hand. Stepping over the gold ribbons and scattered flyers, they rushed frantically into the upscale floor-to-ceiling windows like madmen.
The long street was filled with the sounds of frenzied footsteps and shoving.
Lin Xiaoyu stood exhausted in the middle of the long street, letting the frenzied crowd brush past her, the wind ruffling her bangs.
"Little Fish!! I heard from someone in the group chat that more than half of the hundred-plus people who came early this morning have already been lured into those shops next door by the Su Group through various means! Even the usually staunch group admins are now queuing up for the 9.9 yuan deal!!"
A young girl with pigtails jogged up to Lin Xiaoyu, holding a slightly hot phone in her hand, her forehead covered in sweat.
Lin Xiaoyu gripped the bag strap tightly.
"Pah!! These greedy bastards, they ate the chicken Brother Chen paid for yesterday, and today they can't even move when they see 9.9 yuan!! They have no sense of honor at all!!"
Lin Xiaoyu spat on the ground in a huff.
She suddenly turned her head and stared at the small wooden door, still tightly closed, representing the "human touch" of life, not far away.
Surrounded by a sea of colorful neon signs, that wooden door looked so lonely and forlorn.
She suddenly turned her head, her eyes fixed on the still-closed wooden door of "human warmth" not far away.
She slapped her thigh hard.
"Yuanyuan, if they're not coming, we'll go ourselves!! Even if Brother Chen only cooks one bowl of rice today, I'll eat it all!!"
"Okay! The two of us are worth a hundred!!" Yuanyuan wiped the sweat from her forehead, stamped her foot, but still looked helplessly at the endless queue and sighed softly.
Meanwhile, inside a black Mercedes-Benz fifty meters away.
Su Ang lay comfortably in the chair, scrolling through the background recharge data on his tablet.
Watching the constantly fluctuating transaction amount on the prepaid card within just one hour, and the thousands of posts promoted by online trolls and bloggers, a morbid, maniacal smile completely spread across his face.
"Chen Feng".
Su Ang slammed his tablet shut with one hand. Through the crack in the car window, he looked down at the small, dark wooden door not far away.
"Look at the online public opinion and the behavior of the fans."
This is the greed of human nature. Do you think your skills can withstand the onslaught of capital?
With just these thirteen mousetraps, crafted from money, I can turn your dilapidated shop into a lifeless, abandoned corpse.
"You want to talk to me about everyday life and human warmth? Today, I'll use pure business acumen to...squeeze you, this cook, into worthless dregs!! We'll see!!"