The next night, Ye Shen indeed found time to bring Hua Zhao over in advance.
He thought the smell yesterday was good, a bit like his wife's cooking.
When he walked in and saw the boss standing behind the cashier, he was stunned.
Ouyang.
Ye Shen suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Hua Zhao was right in his mind.
"Boss Ouyang's business is good." Hua Zhao greeted him with a smile.
Ouyang's face stiffened for a moment before he laughed, and came over to greet him attentively.
"Invite us inside, what do you want to eat? I'm treating you today!" Ouyang led the two of them inside.
Hua Zhao sat down and looked at the menu on the wall. Sure enough, they all contained various stews.
It seems that what Ouyang said that day was not to fool him, he just wanted to open a stew shop.
And it was initially successful.
It was only 4 o'clock, and before they even arrived at the restaurant, people like them who came early were already entering the store one after another, and the rather small store was one-third full.
"Isn't Boss Ou very powerful? At the beginning, he said that he couldn't invest a penny because he had no money. If I had known you were so rich, wouldn't we have opened a bigger business store when we started a partnership?" Hua Zhao said.
Ouyang paused and smiled: "It's not too late to cooperate, as I said before..."
"It's too late." Hua Zhao said, "You are dishonest and I don't want to cooperate with you."
No woman has ever been so unwilling to give him face. His face has no effect on her at all.
As soon as Ouyang felt a little uncomfortable, he saw Ye Shen, who had been sitting silently beside him, and he was immediately convinced.
I am used to seeing this face, but his face is really not good enough.
"What do you want?" Ouyang pretended not to have heard and continued to ask.
"Danggui duck soup, yam pork ribs soup." Hua Zhao looked at the menu on the wall and ordered.
"Okay." Ouyang turned around and left without stopping at all.
Soon, two cups of soup were brought to the table by the waiter. Ouyang did not appear, nor was he at the front desk. He didn't know where he hid them.
Hua Zhao glanced at the waiter. She was a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a strange face and was not a relative of Jin Yuanyuan.
Looking at the other waiters, there was no familiar face.
Hua Zhao smiled, it seemed that Ouyang was really not stupid.
She said it was sheer stupidity to hire a relative to work or do such a tiring job as a waiter.
Bosses and employees are at odds.
If employees complain about tiredness and low wages, will their relatives stop complaining? What should I do?
A salary increase? No work? That means inviting an uncle back.
Not going up? Then that little bit of pure family affection will be completely destroyed.
Hua Zhao lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.
It doesn't taste right.
There was no familiar smell that she could smell.
But she would never mistake the smell in the air.
It seems that Ouyang treated her differently.
Ye Shen also took a bite and found that the taste was average, not as familiar as his wife's.
"What happened to him?" Ye Shen asked Hua Zhao, lighting the soup bowl.
"I made a condiment for my mother." Hua Zhao told him about "chicken essence".
Ye Shen didn't know anything about this.
Ye Shen nodded: "I understand, he must have stolen a lot."
"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it," he said.
Hua Zhao quickly stopped him: "You are busy with your big things, I will do this little thing."