Fu Xiaotang cleared her throat, trying to change the subject, “I haven’t been to Tang Li these past few days. How are our two branches doing?” Wu Jing, hearing “Tang Li,” became animated, “Great! The red clay hot pot and the new soup base you developed are a perfect match, and they can’t be found anywhere else. You wouldn’t believe how our soup base, though special, gets its magic from the red clay pot. The first time is good, the second time is okay, but after the third, I guarantee you’ll be hooked. Even someone like me, who isn’t particularly into food, feels the need to have it every few days. Business has been so good lately, if you don’t book a day in advance, forget about getting a seat.”
“Really?” Fu Xiaotang was thrilled, “That’s fantastic! I knew everyone would like it when I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to be this popular!” Wu Jing, now even more excited, shook Fu Xiaotang by the shoulders, “You need to think big now! Look at Little Peach, she’s discussing with Jiang Jie about opening a fourth and fifth branch. They make a great team; one full of passion and drive, the other calm and capable with an eye for detail. Add you, the mastermind, into the mix, and our business is bound to flourish!” Wu Jing nodded emphatically, “Exactly!”
