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Chapter 272: A cup of coffee without sincerity

My woman in red and I reached an agreement on the name issue in a friendly atmosphere. I said to her: "Dear customer, please go to the balcony of our inn first and wait for a while, and I will send you the coffee immediately."

The woman in red smiled and said, "I'm just a drinker with coffee, so don't call me a respected customer."

I praised: "It's good to use this word!"

"Why?"

"Since it's a waste, you will be embarrassed to refuse when I ask your name later. After all, you are so soft-mouthed."

"Do you just want to know my name?"

"After getting familiar with each other, it is still necessary to know, otherwise, can you bear it if I call you your name?"

The woman in red shrugged without comment, then walked along the stairs to the balcony on the second floor. I took 50 yuan from the cashier, immediately went to the coffee shop next door, and bought a cup of American latte.

I brought the coffee cup to the balcony on the second floor, and she was swaying on the swing chair.

"Hello, your coffee."

She took the coffee from my hand, took a sip, and then frowned.

“Not good to drink?”

"This is a cup of coffee without sincerity!"

"How do you say this?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you bought this cup of coffee at the Coffee Shop next door?"

"Did you see it?"

The woman in red shook her head and said, "I have drunk that coffee and remember what it tastes."

I stared at her with wide eyes and said, "No, you can remember this!"

The woman in red ignored my surprise and frowned and said, "Do you think a cup of coffee bought from a coffee shop is considered warm coffee?"

"Why don't you forget it? If I don't have the spirit of dedication to customers, I wouldn't have paid for it myself. Isn't this kind of dedication warm enough?"

The woman in red still looked unwilling to pay attention to me and said, "I don't have sincerity."

I finally felt a little unhappy: "You are so arrogant!"

The woman in red was not moved and said with a smile: "Don't forget that you are in the service industry. However, such sincerity will not really impress consumers and make them feel a sense of belonging to your brand."

I thought for a moment and asked, "You mean, I'm going to make coffee for them myself."

"I finally have a little enlightenment. If it weren't for the coffee you cooked by yourself, you wouldn't be the word "warm". Your warm marketing was also unsuccessful, because from the perspective of customers, you will only think that you are just trying to earn business rewards."

These words made me look at her with admiration because she was well versed in the art of warm marketing, so she asked her with confusion: "Are you a person in the industry?"

“It doesn’t matter.”

"It's not important...it's important: Do you still count the promise you promised me to tell my name?"

"What you gave me is a cup of coffee without sincerity. Do you think you can still count?"

I immediately turned my face and said, "Then you spit out the sip of coffee you just drank, otherwise you would really think there is a free lunch in the world!"

She looked at me with disdain, then took out a hundred-dollar bill from her wallet and slapped it on the table, saying, "No need to find it, it's a tip for you to run errands." After that, she turned around without looking back and walked downstairs.

I smiled, then folded the hundred dollar bills she left into a paper plane, lay on the fence of the balcony, and when she walked out of the inn, she shouted to her: "Hey, I'll give you the money back. Thank you for the advice you just gave me, it's very useful!" She threw the money out of her hand.

She subconsciously reached out to catch it, looked at me again, but said nothing, and turned around again to leave.

I shouted to her again: "If you come again, I will definitely let you truly feel the charm of warm marketing!"

She finally smiled and said, "I hope you are not fooling me."

I responded to her smile and signaled no. She turned around and left again, and I looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh: What a strange woman!

......

At night, the boy went to the bar to relax as agreed with me in advance, and I waited alone in the inn, waiting for the tourists to come.

An hour passed, and after an hour, I gradually felt tired, so I lay on my back on the office chair and closed my eyes and rested.

I don’t know how long this lasted, but the phone that had been quiet finally rang. I picked it up and looked at it. It was a text message sent by Jian Wei.

"Zhaoyang, how are you planning your perfect travel plan?"

“Competitive merchants are being screened.”

"Well, you have to hold on tight, and try to put this plan on Uncle Yang's website before the peak tourist season in Xitang."

"Don't worry, I will accurately control the time nodes."

"Yeah, come on!"

Originally, our conversation should have ended, but I suddenly remembered what happened last night. After hesitating for a while, I still sent a message to Jian Wei again: "You got drunk last night."

"I know, thank you for sending me back."

"...Xiang Chen called you, but it was not convenient for me to answer. Later, he sent a text message saying, "You want to go to your residence. Have you seen him?"

"Don't mention these things to me."

I was surprised by Jian Wei's attitude and didn't know what to reply for a while. She sent another text message: "Zhaoyang, don't talk about any other topics except your career in the future, is it OK?"

I was a little disgusted with her strength, so I replied with some emotion: "What do you love, what do you like?"

Jian Wei seemed to have emotions, so she did not reply to the message again, and my world seemed to have been separated into a single body again. I was afraid that I would be too lonely in this single body, so I quickly entered the state of work, so I fell into a difficult problem that has been bothering me recently...

It can be foreseen that once my "Perfect Travel Plan Package" is released on "Easy Travel Online", it will inevitably usher in a surge in passenger flow. However, with the inn's currently limited passenger capacity, how should I increase my load like this?

Do you have to limit the number of people who purchase packages every day?

It cannot be limited. Once it is limited, it will be an extreme waste of this high-quality advertising resource. But how to solve the problem of small inn capacity? After all, this is an unchangeable flaw.

I used to lit a cigarette, but my thinking was not opened, so I became more and more anxious because this problem was urgently needed to be solved.
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