Free Web NovelChapter 413: Chapter 234: Arrangements for the Soda and the Bar
Chen Jincheng couldn’t hide the surprise on his face when he received the reward.
The next moment, as the game system distributed the reward, a stream of information flooded his mind. After it settled, he found he had a new recipe for Soda.
As a bar veteran in his previous life, he knew just how popular Soda was. You could say that among young people, or at any booth with girls, Soda was the most common alcoholic drink.
After Soda came out, beer’s popularity basically cratered. Its position had been usurped.
Of course, some might bring up hard liquor, but in most bars—aside from the high-end ones—only a minority of customers ordered it.
When he arrived in this world, he discovered that Soda didn’t even exist in the nightlife scene.
Due to divergent development, this world had apparently never invented Soda.
He had thought about creating Soda at the beginning, but unfortunately, he had no idea what the recipe was. It wasn’t like short videos, where he could just remember some long-legged models or viral marketing plans and copy them.
Without the recipe, he was completely in the dark. He didn’t even know what ingredients to buy.
He truly admired those protagonists from transmigration novels. They were just ordinary people earning a few thousand a month, yet the moment they transmigrated, they could suddenly manufacture glass, soap, and everything in between. Some could even figure out steam-powered steelmaking.
Logically, someone with that kind of talent shouldn’t have been just an ordinary person in their original life. They should have accomplished something.
But alas, he really didn’t have that kind of ability. He couldn’t even figure out how to make Soda.
So, he had given up on the idea of making Soda back then.
He never expected the game system to reward him with the recipe today. In his previous life, when Soda first came out, it was indeed a viral product. The major beer brands hadn’t even started paying attention to it yet.
The result was predictable. Countless beer brands in the nightlife industry were driven straight into the ground.
This made his eyes shine even brighter.
In his previous life, he had frequented bars, and the company he worked for had even handled projects related to alcoholic beverages. Before he transmigrated, he’d looked into the state of the Soda market: in 2023, it was already worth 750 billion.
All the major beverage companies had successively launched their own Sodas, fighting tooth and nail for market share.
But this world didn’t have Soda yet. If he was the first to launch it, even if other beverage companies eventually jumped in, he could leverage his first-mover advantage, his connections with internet celebrities, and his marketing expertise to establish his brand first. He would definitely be able to claim the biggest piece of the pie in the Soda market.
Chen Jincheng didn’t hesitate for a second. He immediately called Wang Yuan and Ah Pao, telling them both to come to Second-Life Star.
At the same time, he also looked at the employee list:
Name: Wang Yuan
Loyalty: 85
Status: ’National Day is coming up again, but the bar still doesn’t have a good plan. How are we going to attract people?’
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Name: Chen Da Pao
Loyalty: 90
Status: ’My son is about to be born, what should I name him? And that bastard Ah Bing, he’s slacking off on security duty, always hooking up with that rich old lady. I should just tell him to go be a male model.’
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Chen Jincheng chuckled as he read their statuses.
Wang Yuan was completely focused on work. Although he wasn’t the most capable, he was obedient and always did his duties conscientiously.
As for Ah Pao, a relic from a bygone era of street life, his mind was now full of his child and worries about his subordinates.
Regarding their loyalty, Wang Yuan’s had now reached 85. After all, he wasn’t just a regular employee. He had been managing the bar, his salary had increased, and his status had improved. It was only natural for his loyalty to the boss to increase over time.
Ah Pao’s loyalty had already been at 85 back when his wife first got pregnant (Chapter 10). He had been afraid of losing his job, but Chen Jincheng had kept him on and even let him continue as the head of security.
And now, after having privately chauffeured him several times, his loyalty had risen to 90.
In Ah Pao’s mind, the fact that the boss had him act as his personal driver meant he was being treated as a trusted confidant.
People from the streets were often one of two extremes.
Some would do anything for profit and had abysmal character. Others, however, lived by a code of honor and valued loyalty. If you treated them right, they would take a bullet for you.
Ah Pao was clearly the latter type.
That’s why he felt at ease entrusting the security at Extreme Bar to Ah Pao, and he had paid relatively little attention to the situation there.
The reason he had called them both over was because of the Soda.
He didn’t have many capable people around him at the moment, and the only person with any contact, let alone familiarity, with the beverage industry was Wang Yuan.
Therefore, when it came to the Soda business, whether for the sake of confidentiality or simply peace of mind, Wang Yuan was the only person he could use.
Fortunately, although Wang Yuan lacked ability, his strength was his obedience. Whatever Chen Jincheng said, he would do.
If he pulled Wang Yuan out to work on the Soda project, he would need to find someone else to take charge of the bar.
Ah Pao was a very suitable candidate.
For one, his loyalty was high. And in modern society, being a bar’s head of security required more than just brute force; it also required finesse.
This wasn’t the old days anymore. There weren’t incidents of people trashing bars or hacking at each other. The biggest problems were drunk customers who’d had a few too many, lost all sense of their limits, and started trouble with others.
This was where security came in. Their job wasn’t just to stop the fight, but also to ensure neither party blamed the bar for what happened.
That required tactful handling.
As for calling the police, that was a last resort. No one wanted to run a place where the cops were always showing up.
