An industry supported by a watermelon can also treat kidney deficiency?

"La la la..."

Zhou Yanhong was very happy today. She hadn't expected that after going out, she would encounter a batch of top-quality watermelons. She had to eat another one. Such refreshing deliciousness was truly rare in the world...

This batch of watermelons was a timely rain, solving a problem that had been bothering her for a long time...

"Xiao Huang... go to the kitchen and get me a watermelon. As for the employees, give them some too. Today's watermelon is excellent. I just ate a little, and it's absolutely divine..."

Zhou Yanhong gave the order and went upstairs in a great mood to her office.

"Young miss, don't worry... I'll help you after I finish moving this." Xiao Huang nodded. He was a kitchen worker, temporarily helping to move goods.

"Young miss... why are you only back now? The hotel is in trouble..." a hotel manager rushed over, wiping sweat from his brow.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yanhong's expression instantly turned cold. She had a slight premonition and just wanted to confirm it.

"The general manager of Milin Hotel is here, and they're in negotiations..." the hotel lobby manager said nervously.

"Alright... I'll handle it." Zhou Yanhong waved her hand.

She hurried to the conference room. A group of people were already there. There were five unfamiliar men, all in suits, looking imposing. The leader was a young man...

"What do you say? Sell Junyue Grand Hotel, and you can still get some of your investment back. If we go all out, don't even think about thirty million, you won't get five dollars..."

The young man sneered arrogantly. His name was Zhang Yongchang, and he was full of confidence, determined to win.

He had opened a Milin Hotel nearby, specializing in Western cuisine. He had hired an international three-star chef, and with the trend of favoring foreign things, he attracted many wealthy customers, causing Junyue Grand Hotel's business to decline by two-thirds...

The catering industry is a ledger of cash flow. It relies on customer traffic. Once lost, daily operations require enormous expenses.

The high-level executives sighed. They had no good solution and could only sell Junyue Grand Hotel.

"Hmph... what stray dog is barking in my hotel? Be smart and get lost." Zhou Yanhong entered without hiding her displeasure.

"Heh heh... so you're Zhou Yanhong. Your name suits you, truly stunning. A real urban beauty, with a powerful hand. You intend to take over Junyue Grand Hotel, but it's a pity it's about to change owners..."

"However... be my woman, and I'll hand over the entire hotel to you later, even making it an international grand hotel..."

Zhang Yongchang sneered, his every move exuding confidence. He believed that a cold and proud woman like her needed to be handled step by step before she would truly submit.

"Get lost... you're not welcome here." Zhou Yanhong was disgusted by this spoiled rich kid.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Yongchang laughed playfully. "This temper suits me perfectly. Just wait! You'll be begging me to let you go..."

He led his group away grandly, leaving everyone at the scene wide-eyed and bewildered. After all, the hotel was in a dire situation.

"Uncles, what do you think we should do?" Zhou Yanhong crossed her arms, waiting for the group to offer some chaotic advice.

"What else can we do? These are foreign capital giants. We have no advantage in terms of funds, background, or even local sentiment. It's better to do them a favor and sell the hotel..."

Uncle Zhou suggested. If they lost money, they wouldn't even have their underwear. He was the first to speak up, after all, he was Zhou Yanhong's uncle and would benefit significantly.

"I agree..."

"I agree too..."

"If you can't beat them, join them. I agree too..."

"I object..."

"I abstain from voting..."

Out of the approximately fifteen people present, only Young Uncle Zhou supported her. Almost everyone voted to sell the hotel and live a peaceful life.

"Fine... since you all choose to abandon it, leave all your equity transfers. I will pay for them all. I hope you don't regret it." Zhou Yanhong glanced at them coldly. Most of them were Zhou family members, and some were veterans. Since they chose to leave, they should never come back...

"Heh heh... you'll regret it if you dare to take over the hotel now." Uncle Zhou was the first to sign and leave. The others quickly signed. As long as the money was right, they were willing to transfer all their shares.

"Yanhong... you're being foolish!" Dad Zhou reprimanded her, disappointed. These were old partners who had chosen to give up the grand hotel. His heart felt cold.

"Dad..." Zhou Yanhong smiled sweetly and said, "I've found a solution. You'll know soon..."

"A solution?" Hotel owner Zhou Dawei was curious. His daughter was capable. As a returned PhD, she would be ready to take over after a couple more years of training. He couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Yes..." Zhou Yanhong nodded and glanced outside. Xiao Huang was holding a plate of sliced watermelon.

"Stop joking... this watermelon is everywhere. Are you dreaming? I need to steady myself, I'm feeling a bit dizzy..." Dad Zhou panicked, feeling his blood pressure was about to spike to 180.

He had just taken over a lot of shares. If they ended up worthless, he would go bankrupt...

"Dad... try it first. I guarantee you'll be surprised." Zhou Yanhong could only persuade him.

Dad Zhou took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite. Instantly, his whole body froze.

"How is it?" Zhou Yanhong's lips curved upwards.

"What refreshing watermelon! My previously gloomy heart felt completely at ease after one bite. My head is no longer dizzy, I feel energetic, and I can go upstairs without getting breathless. It's like years of sub-health have been cured..."

Dad Zhou began to devour the watermelon again. With such watermelon, they could definitely reorganize the market.

"Daughter... where did you buy this watermelon?" Dad Zhou trembled.

"I bought it from a roadside stall," Zhou Yanhong said with a smile.

"Quick, quick, go intercept him! I'm full of energy now, it's incredible! The hotel's survival depends on this. No matter the cost, we must get all of it." Dad Zhou urged urgently.

"Oh, I added his WeChat. Starting with tonight's dinner, we'll test the sales. I'll go see him tomorrow," Zhou Yanhong said proudly.

"Good, good... start promoting immediately and boost the entire restaurant. This is a matter of life and death." Dad Zhou was extremely excited and quickly made arrangements.

Undoubtedly, the hotel was fully booked that night. Every customer who had eaten the watermelon immediately called their friends and family, and it was sold out in half an hour.

"Haha... After I ate a watermelon, I don't know why? I feel like I've become young again, eighteen years old, and my wife couldn't get out of bed directly."

"I'm eighty years old... After eating a piece of watermelon, I ran up ten flights of stairs in one go. My back doesn't hurt, my legs aren't sore, and I'm full of energy..."

"Haha... After eating a piece of watermelon, I feel like my brain has grown... Last night, I went back and completed three test papers in one go, and they were all correct..."

"Not only that, but my wife, who had anorexia, could swallow something after eating a piece of watermelon, and she even clamored for more..."

After a group of people ate, the hotel's business saw a visible change. They immediately started booking tables, and tomorrow's reservations were also fully booked.

The sensational response caused most people to book seats, which naturally attracted the attention of rivals...

Zhang Yongchang, who was drinking tea and enjoying a beauty massaging his shoulders, recalled the stunning beauty of Zhou Yanhong he saw today. His heart itched, and after he acquired the Junyue Grand Hotel...

He was determined to get this woman, achieving both wealth and love.

"Boss... It's bad... The Junyue Grand Hotel is packed right now, and many returning customers have filled up yesterday's seats. It's comparable to our opening day."

The manager of the Milin Hotel rushed over, looking flustered. It was clear something big had happened...

"What's going on?" Zhang Yongchang stared at him.

"It's said to be because of a piece of watermelon..." the manager replied, shrinking his neck. "I've already sent people to investigate."

Crack...

A teacup was thrown to the ground. Zhang Yongchang's face turned ashen. His original plan was ruined, all because of a piece of watermelon?

"Boss... I've found the source of the watermelon. It was a street vendor today. Zhou Yanhong bought the watermelon for two yuan a pound." A subordinate rushed up.

"Arrange it immediately. We must get our hands on this watermelon, no matter the means." Zhang Yongchang wouldn't give up. He wanted to establish a presence in the country, and the Junyue Grand Hotel was the first hurdle. How could he fail?

As a wealthy returnee, he was grandly introducing foreign cuisine, focusing on Western steaks and Japanese sushi, all to make a big splash and lay the groundwork for occupying a large domestic market.

He would not be defeated by a watermelon