"However, thanks to everyone’s trust and support for Changleju, each customer who has made a reservation, according to their reservation level, can receive a gift box."

This gift box is something Boss Chang has carefully thought through.

Of course, the gap between the supreme gift box and the ordinary gift box is large enough; otherwise, how could the emotions be tugged to the extreme?

Now, the receptionist carefully took out a huge gift box from underneath the counter.

Oh my!

The box hasn’t even been opened yet, and the young streamer, along with a group of assistants, already rushed forward, lifting their chins so high they could pierce the sky:

"Me, two boxes!"

The three streamers who had followed Little Picky Eater out slowly, with their bellies sticking out, were stunned, and immediately stared at Little Picky Eater with tears almost streaming down their faces:

"Everyone chipped in 5000 bucks, you can’t be the only one to take this gift box, right?"

Little Picky Eater: ...

He decided immediately: "Then I’ll only charge you 3000!"

The 2000 difference was tempting, but, but that gift box...

Everyone painfully calculated in their hearts, figuring that splitting the box among four, the single items wouldn’t even sell for 2000.

Otherwise how would people make a profit?

You can’t hold a banquet at a loss, can you?

Ultimately, they could only agree with envy and jealousy.

Little Picky Eater, having lost 6000 bucks, was now joyfully shaking his phone as he squeezed forward: "Me, me, me, I registered for the top-tier package!"

The receptionist lived up to expectations, gently rotating the exquisite Eight Treasures gift box to reveal its contents.

Right at the center, a seemingly ordinary wax-sealed large hawthorn pill sat there, surrounded like an octagonal board with 100ml of homemade liquor, a 20g top-tier tea gift box, 200g of braised beef, 200g of Pork Lard Residue, 200g of fried crispy small fish, 1000g of fish balls, a box of cherry tomatoes, and two Eagle Beak Peaches...

Gasp!

At the reception, nearly everyone envyingly and jealously stared at this astonishingly large gift box, and someone painfully exclaimed:

"Why did I have to save that money!!"

Just that bottle of liquor!

Just that tiny 100ml bottle, now there’s a scalper at the entrance perpetually offering a high price to buy it!

Not to mention, the 3000 price is definitely worth it!!! And the tea... the tea!

The entire hotel gradually spread the word about this difference, and countless people were left regretting their decision bitterly.

...

Following the uproar in the banquet hall, the noise at the reception made Boss Chang upstairs watch and hide his accomplishments and fame.

Although matching with the gift box, he didn’t earn much. But after this banquet, next time everyone knows Changleju may be pricey, but it’s absolutely worth the value!

He, as a boss, wasn’t just a money-grubber.

Look at these 19999 slots, accompanied by such a gift box, was it a loss?

Boss Chang absolutely didn’t lose!

But the customers must feel like they hit the jackpot!

So next time, if there are activities with limits of 30,000 or 50,000 per person, wonder will people enthusiastically participate?

Will their mysterious yet high-end strength and reputation at Changleju spread across the upstream and downstream markets?

Hahaha!

Boss Chang almost wanted to laugh wildly to the sky, he said Master Qian’s business skills couldn’t compare to his own!

Now the question arises, when can he persuade Boss Song to host a banquet dedicated to the whole pig, whole cow, whole sheep, chicken, and duck?

Sigh! Ambitious buyers and infinitely zen farms have completely swapped their roles!

Too difficult!

...

Meanwhile, as Changleju’s lively and bustling opening unfolded, Xiaoyang had already brought Qiaoqiao to the suburban farm.

He purely relied on face recognition to enter, the security guard was a middle-aged woman, stout and broad-faced like a porcelain basin, yet her smile was very friendly:

"Young President Yang is here? It’s hot, remember to have some old popsicles from the cafeteria!"

As the car drove further inside, Qiaoqiao only gradually withdrew his gaze.

His clear eyes couldn’t hide a hint of doubt, Xiaoyang just glanced and then laughed:

"Curious why the security guard is an aunty, right?"

Moreover, she’s an aunty who can’t speak Mandarin, her dialect very thick.

Qiaoqiao wasn’t completely clueless, knowing the family’s large farm spent a significant amount monthly purely on security salaries.

And Teacher Xin, along with his sister, had told him that this was indispensable.

Also, the security guards should be genuinely skilled, you absolutely can’t have people with ordinary physical abilities like most residential areas today.

So, isn’t Xiaoyang’s house’s farm supposed to experiment with various machinery? Why does the security seem so unprofessional then?

Xiaoyang immediately nodded proudly.

"That was my dad’s idea—"