July Quinn received a call from the manager of the first branch of The Forbidden Fruit Restaurant while she was at the electronics parts market.
These days, the recording for the second stage PK of "Competition Dance" is about to start.
To prevent last time’s malicious editing without any gain, July Quinn plans to make some interesting gadgets while staying overnight with the show’s crew.
"Phaeton Restaurant wants to have a price war with us?"
"Should we continue to lower our prices?"
July Quinn paused while selecting parts.
"No. If we go any lower, there’d be no profit."
July Quinn is a competent businesswoman, very concerned with immediate profits.
"Do you think if we don’t lower our prices, customers will all go to Phaeton Restaurant?"
"No, don’t worry! Once they’ve tasted our food and tried Phaeton’s, they’ll find it tasteless."
July Quinn’s confidence comes from the fact that she recently invited Kyle Keaton to have a meal at Phaeton Restaurant.
The steak there was so overcooked it nearly chipped her teeth.
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The service was the key issue.
July Quinn tried several times to drop her utensils on the floor, but no staff came to help pick them up.
In summary, Phaeton Restaurant’s service and quality didn’t justify their prices at all.
Although The Forbidden Fruit Restaurant’s taste hasn’t been fine-tuned by Liam Monroe personally yet, July Quinn hired chefs from a five-star hotel, definitely surpassing Phaeton Restaurant.
As for the service, there’s nothing more to say.
In the two days before opening, July Quinn hired people who had worked in upscale Western restaurants abroad to conduct systematic training for the newly recruited staff.
Of course, more important than training is the practical aspect, for which July Quinn has set up substantial bonuses.
If the service level of any branch under Forbidden Fruit is praised, all employees of that branch will have their bonuses tripled for the month.
With the lure of money, the service at Forbidden Fruit’s restaurants is undoubtedly the best in the Westmarch dining industry.
So once customers step into a Forbidden Fruit Restaurant, they instinctively compare this service ethos to other dining establishments.
And thus, Phaeton Restaurant’s first branch, just a wall away, bears the brunt.
Moreover, the Forbidden Fruit Restaurant didn’t just set up shop next to Phaeton’s first branch but is within close proximity to all Phaeton Restaurants in Westmarch.
With such painful comparisons, it’s believed that Phaeton Restaurant will announce bankruptcy in less than a month.
July Quinn can’t wait to see how the Stone family will hold their heads high in front of Vivian Lynn after their company’s collapse!
Ending the call, July Quinn took the pile of selected small parts to the checkout.
"Young lady, what are you doing with these? They’re expensive and not very useful."
The electronics parts shop owner calculated the price of the gadgets July Quinn was buying; it was in the thousands.
As far as he knew about domestic electronics products, few would use such top-quality parts.
"I plan to assemble a surveillance device myself." July Quinn, after paying, packed the items into small sealed bags.
"Just with these parts? Will it work?"
The owner was skeptical.
Even the smallest miniature camera sold in his shop is the size of an average lychee.
Yet, the parts July Quinn bought were only about the size of two or three grains of rice when put together.
Can this really be assembled into a surveillance device?
Furthermore, isn’t the typical DIY high-tech enthusiast usually a bald middle-aged guy?
But in front of him was a young beauty with perfect hairline!
No matter how he thought about it, the owner couldn’t believe she could assemble a micro-camera.
"I’ll just give it a try."
The owner felt it was impossible to assemble it.
July Quinn soon said goodbye to the owner.
The owner watched her leave, regretting those several thousand yuan spent on small components.
July Quinn left the electronics parts market, intending to head to the dance studio where the "Competition Dance" show’s crew was located.
Instead, she saw three elderly people standing in front of the three-hundred-step staircase nearby.
The three were gasping for air, staring blankly at the over three hundred steps.
Beside them were three suitcases...