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Chapter 234 Pick up and drop off

The changes in the store's business content made Qin Feng suddenly have a lot of things to do. ∑, new menus, new staff arrangements, and new service details all need to be reconsidered and adjusted. As soon as Zhou Haiyun finished work, Qin Feng pulled Wang An to the second floor. The two discussed upstairs for nearly an afternoon, denying each other, and improving each other's ideas. They let the ringtone of the No. 18 Middle School ring countless times. It was not until the sunlight began to slant west that they basically cleared up these fragmented things.

"Uncle, you can buy the large rice bucket you want to cook the rice balls tonight." Qin Feng picked up the teacup and took a big sip. This afternoon, he had just talked, that was to drink water and go to the bathroom.

Wang An leaned against the sofa, rubbed his temples, and whispered: "It's a good thing that you haven't entered the office building yet, otherwise all the office workers would have to kill you."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "This is why the boss is always the boss. If the worker can torture the boss to death in the office, it will be the boss who works."

Wang An was quiet for two seconds and said a very obscure and dirty joke: "What you are talking about should be called a secretary, right?"

"Cough!" Qin Feng almost sprayed out the water from his mouth.

Wang An stood up and stretched, then commented on the content of today's meeting: "If lunch is mainly fried noodles and fried noodles, the chef Dong Jianshan is too expensive. We can completely replace him and find a cheap master to do it. Fried noodles and do this kind of work, it will be worth up to 3,000 per month."

"This is indeed my mistake." Qin Feng admitted his mistake very simply, "I'll talk to him after this month..."

Wang An asked, "How to talk?"

"What else can I talk about?" Qin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly, "I wasted 30,000 yuan in vain. I don't even use a lot of money to build a kitchen. Next month, he will either accept the salary cut honestly or just get out."

Wang An grinned: "You are just a straightforward person."

Qin Feng sighed lightly: "It's business in business, I'm not opening a store to solve the unemployment problem for the party and the country."

Wang An listened to Qin Feng's complaints and pushed open the rooftop door with a smile, letting the fresh air outside the house blow inside. He turned his head and looked at the other side of the rooftop separated by the guardrail. Through the hole in the guardrail, he saw a few guests sitting on the other end, and immediately closed the door and continued to say to Qin Feng: "Are you sure you will hire people again in the morning? I think it's good to let my sister and brother-in-law continue to do it. Anyway, I don't get up early, and coming here at 5:30 every day is a good habit of life."

"It's a good habit. It's like clocking in to work. They always have a stone hanging in their hearts. They can't sleep well in the morning." Qin Feng said, "I don't plan to let my parents do it for a long time. Even if they have to do it, they have to be more relaxed. By the way, when it comes to this, you have written the recruitment notice and remember the content."

Wang An nodded, walked back to the coffee table, bent down and picked up the paper and pen, and heard Qin Feng say: "Recruiting three waiters, age and gender are not limited. Working hours are from 6 am to 1 pm, and the monthly salary is 2,000 yuan."

"2,000 yuan? Isn't Wang Hao 2,500?" Wang An said strangely.

Qin Feng waved his hand: "It's different. Wang Hao can barely be considered an old employee, and he has to be half a chef at noon."

Wang An nodded.

Qin Feng reached out and took Wang Anji's things and looked at them. He returned them again. Then he picked up the discussion records on the table and continued to give instructions: "Food buckets, posters, and then there is a new 'breakfast ordering brand'. This 'ordering brand' should be made soon. Then... there is also the menu at noon, so as to be as soon as possible."

"Ordering the food brand..." Wang An muttered, and after a few seconds of silence, he said a little worriedly: "I am really afraid that customers will not get used to our morning service routine."

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry. People are very adaptable. They are familiar with each other. And no one wants to pinch rice balls. As they pinch, they have to stop to collect money for money. Do you think so?"

...

Wang An was quickly forced away by Qin Feng with a life-threatening urging. He hurriedly had dinner. Before the No. 18 Middle School got off, he ran to the kitchenware market. Qin Feng was doing the question on the second floor. When the school bell rang, he immediately took Chuanchuan and went to the gate of No. 18 Middle School. When he walked to the school gate, Qin Feng waited patiently for about 5 minutes, and Su Tang came out. As usual, she followed a few little friends, talking and laughing, revealing the joy of going to prison after school.

"Su Tang, look, Brother Nan!" Su Tang's deskmate Xie Zijun always used a "respectful title" to Qin Feng. When he approached the school gate, he found Qin Feng and shouted inexplicably excitedly.

When Su Tang saw Qin Feng's face, she immediately pretended to be indifferent and said to Xie Zijun casually: "What Brother Nan, can't you call your name seriously?"

Liu Yajing, who was standing beside her, smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with being serious or not. If your Qin Feng is willing to do it, just Jun will be fine. Zijun calls her husband!"

Su Tang couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and was snatched from her husband in front of her without waiting for a counterattack, which simply challenged the limit of patience.

Xie Zijun was teased by Liu Yajing and looked shy and said shyly: "Can you get out?"

Liu Yajing was already fussy, but when she saw Xie Zijun's reaction, she immediately became excited: "Oh! You blushed! Could it be that I was right? Zijun, do you really want old cows to eat young grass? Have you asked Su Tang's family's opinions?"

Su Tang was jealous and rumbling by these two guys, but he couldn't do it again, so he could only take a deep breath and speed up his pace.

When they walked to Qin Feng, Liu Yajing and Xie Zijun had not finished their fight yet.

Liu Yajing acted like she wanted to pimp, pulled Xie Zijun toward Qin Feng and said loudly: "Qin Feng, we Zijun has something to say to you."

Qin Feng was stunned, but soon realized what was going on. The jokes like little girls seem to be quite common, and sometimes, while playing, they really make a couple of one or two more people. I don’t know how many campus couples were inspired by their classmates. Qin Feng smiled and changed the topic indifferently: “Do you want to go to my store to have some drinks?”

Liu Yajing immediately said, "Did you treat me?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I treat you, you pay for it yourself."

Liu Yajing pursed and said, "I can't leave it to you so stingy!"

Su Tang couldn't bear it anymore and said blankly: "Do you want to chat until dark? Can you still leave?"

Liu Yajing then shut up.

Xie Zijun and Su Tang had different ways. They said goodbye to Su Tang and Qin Feng at the school gate, and then quickly walked towards the other direction as if they ran away.

As soon as Liu Yajing waited for Xie Zijun to leave, the topic changed to Su Tang. She asked curiously: "Qin Feng, why did you suddenly pick up your sister today?"

Qin Feng said frankly: "Ami was followed by a pervert a few days ago."

When Liu Yajing heard this, she immediately released her emotions when she had just withdrawn. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Su Tang, and asked in a very excited tone: "Really?"

"Well..." Su Tang nodded helplessly.

Liu Yajing asked again: "What does that pervert look like?"

Su Tang asked back: "Did you see the newly opened skewer shop next to the back alley of the school?"

Liu Yajing nodded quickly.

Qin Feng then said, "It's the owner of that store."
Chapter completed!
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