Upon hearing those words, Chen Xiaolong and Qian Jun exchanged glances, both seeing the fierce fighting spirit in each other's eyes.
Ma Lin's words were clear: allowing his subordinates to choose where to dine was a competition between the hotpot restaurant and the local cuisine restaurant.
There were quite a few people involved in the construction of the scenic area; this was just the first batch, and more were to follow. Several groups together amounted to a total of seventy to eighty people.
These were all potential customers, far more important than the villagers.
Moreover, they would be staying here for several months, and dining out would certainly be a regular occurrence.
"Quick, Li, hurry up and get the menu, and come with me to pull in customers."
Qian Jun reacted very quickly; he immediately called a few waiters to come over and went to persuade diners one by one, boasting about how delicious the hotpot restaurant was.
