At 1 PM, in a luxurious hotel in Beijing.
Qi Yan had just finished talking to the staff at the venue about the recording and live-streaming. She had also instructed the judges to 'strictly evaluate the Cold-Faced Lady'.
The sudden changes made Qi Yan a little flustered. Fortunately, these two changes were not very fatal. Thus, after taking the time to explain, the event continued according to the previous process.
Qi Yan was originally the person-in-charge of the Cold-Faced Lady's marketing department. Her job was to follow Meng Chang's instructions and be in charge of the Cold-Faced Lady's marketing work.
Qi Yan was at a loss for a period of time, just like the other employees, after what happened to the Cold-Faced Lady.
Meng Chang was already in a terrible state. Of course, he had no time to bother about her. Qi Yan had been looking for a job for a few days and had yet to figure out where to go. In the end, good news fell from the sky: Her job was saved!
Tengda had acquired the Cold-Faced Lady. Her delayed wages could be paid as usual, and her work would continue as usual!
Qi Yan was also filled with worry while she was happy.
She was happy that she did not have to work hard to find a job anymore. Meng Chang was still very generous with his employees' salaries. Qi Yan was worried that she might not be able to get her current salary in another company.
What she was worried about was that her career would be affected.
Qi Yan had come to the Cold-Faced Lady previously because she was attracted by the charisma of Meng Chang, the 'perfect entrepreneur'. She felt that she could learn something from Meng Chang. On the other hand, she was optimistic about the Cold-Faced Lady's development prospects.
However, not only was the Cold-Faced Lady cold, but it was also so cold that everyone knew about it.
Now, everyone knew that the Cold-Faced Lady was an unreliable project. If Qi Yan really worked for the Cold-Faced Lady for three to five years before jumping ship, it would be hard to say whether this experience would be a plus or a minus.
Qi Yan was very conflicted. However, she decided to wait and see after hearing that the new owner was Tengda.
Tengda was huge after all, and its reputation was ridiculously good. It was trustworthy.
Meng Chang no longer had anything to do with the Cold-Faced Lady. Thus, He Desheng handed all the matters regarding the Cold-Faced Lady to Qi Yan. Qi Yan would report to He Desheng, and then He Desheng would report to Boss Pei.
At the moment, the Cold-Faced Lady was just an ordinary fast food restaurant. What's more, its business and reputation were not very good. It was impossible for it to report directly to Boss Pei.
The first big job that Qi Yan received after the change was the Street Food Contest.
So many marketing activities had been cancelled, but this was the only one that was not.
Qi Yan wasn't too sure why, but she still went according to the original plan.
The preparatory work had actually started a long time ago. There were people who went to various cities in the country to search for food vendors with good reputations and paid them to participate in the competition in the imperial capital. At the same time, they invited a few food experts who had good taste.
The competition was about the competition.
Qi Yan took out her phone and looked at the situation in the live broadcast room.
There were only a few comments on the bullet screen, but they were not popular at all.
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The change from a recorded broadcast to a live broadcast was too hasty. Qi Yan urgently asked the live broadcast platform for resources and positions. In the end, the platform's recommendation spots had already been arranged in advance. Now, they could not give good recommendation spots, so they could only make do with an ordinary spot.
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"If it doesn't become popular, what's the point of this Street Food Contest? Wouldn't all the money be wasted?
However, it was useless to worry now. She could only let nature take its course.
…
At 2pm, the Street Food Contest officially began!
The male and female hosts came to the camera and began to introduce the organizers, guests, and rules of the competition to the audience.
Other than a few guests who were good at food tasting, there were dozens of audience members. They would also taste the food from the stalls and vote.
The guests could comment. At the same time, the weight of their scores was higher. The judges and audience's scores would be added together to calculate the total score. Then, the winner of the Street Food Contest would be chosen according to the total score.
Behind the host, the first batch of food vendors were ready. They were of different genders and ages, but at that moment, all of them held their heads and chests high with serious expressions.
Behind them were food stalls' carts. The first round of competition was the "pancake team". All the vendors were good at making pancakes.
Every vendor had a number. They would make a few pancakes in a row and cut them into small pieces for the judges and audience to taste. Those who scored higher would win.
After the pancake team was done, there were other street snacks.
For example: scallion pancakes, squid, roasted gluten, starch jelly, tofu on teppanyaki, roujiamo, cold noodles, and so on.
Just the name alone was enough to make it look down-to-earth.
Of course, other than these more common street snacks, there was also a special "unpopular snack group". Some of the rarer street snacks would compete with each other.
In fact, stinky tofu should have a name when it came to street snacks. However, considering that the competition venue was relatively closed and the smell was not easy to spread, in order to ensure that the Street Food Contest could proceed smoothly, the organizers tearfully rejected a few vendors who were especially outstanding in fried stinky tofu.
The ingredients of these snacks were all selected in advance. The vendors could choose according to their own needs and habits. The difference in the taste of the final product was mainly in cooking skills and fire control.
Of course, as long as it was a selection, it would definitely not be 100% objective and fair. After all, everyone had different tastes and preferences.
However, the way the judges and audience scored together ensured the fairness of the competition to the greatest extent. In the end, the food that was judged would definitely be more suitable for the public's taste.
After the host introduced the rules and judges of the competition, the camera turned to the participating vendors.
Every vendor could make a simple self-introduction in about twenty to thirty words.
For a moment, all sorts of dialects sounded from all over the country. They spoke one after another, and the effect of the program was explosive.
This was a luxurious hotel in the capital. The floor was covered with a red carpet, including the tables, chairs, and decorations. All of them exuded a sense of luxury, highlighting the upper class.
The vendors who came were all dressed in formal chef's attire and tall chef's hats. They looked very formal, but the moment they opened their mouths, they were all ruined.
It was quite difficult for the two hosts. If not for their professional qualities, they would have laughed out loud long ago.
It had to be said that this competition was filled with absurdity from head to toe. There was also a hint of magical realism.
Finally, all the stall owners finished introducing themselves.
The competition officially began.
The vendors took their positions. The host gave the order and the timer on the screen began to roll!
The vendors were very skilled. They scooped a spoonful of mixed grain batter and poured it onto the pancake pan. They used a wooden shovel to push it evenly. When the skin changed color slightly, they cracked an egg on it …
This step was not complicated. Almost everyone present had seen it many times. However, there were slight differences in the techniques of these vendors. The amount of seasoning, the temperature of the pancakes, and so on were all different.
The audience waited patiently as they watched the stall owners' performances attentively.
For some reason, there was a tense atmosphere.
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