The four brothers didn't speak much, but they expressed everything they needed to say. They didn't know their abilities but had good intentions.
This is Song Zihao’s evaluation of several people.
After the introduction of the four people, Mark Li stood up arrogantly: "My name is Mark Lee, and I am the gangster Mark Lee in the newspaper."
After saying that, he touched his hair quite proudly. However, there was a room full of people who didn't like reading newspapers. Who knows who he was.
Seeing that everyone didn't react much, the complacency on Mark Li's face solidified, but he still said in a high-pitched voice: "You can call me Mark, or you can call me Brother Xiaoma. If you are bullied in the future, you can come to me and I will help."
Everyone come forward."
Song Zihao stood up and said, "My name is Song Zihao." Then he sat back down.
Seeing that he was so low-key, He Yuzhu had no choice but to mention him and said: "In the future, when I am away, you can ask him anything you are unsure about.
In addition, I plan to separate you for training for a period of time, which will not affect your daily life. Just two hours a day will be enough."
Song Zijie smelled the smell of crime and immediately became excited, thinking to himself: "Look, let me tell you, how is it possible for a hotel to train separately? There must be a big conspiracy."
The result made him very disappointed. After the meal, several people divided their hands.
Mark Li led Qin Daniu, Dawei, and Ya Qi to clear and manage the street relations.
Song Zihao led Qin Wu and Xiao Wei out to promote advertisements.
He Yuzhu stayed in the store to guide Zhang San and Wu Shihao in their cooking skills.
There is also a cashier student, uh..., ignore it.
In this way, even he himself felt that this was an ordinary tea restaurant trying to do a good job.
I glanced at He Yuzhu, who was smiling brightly in the kitchen, and I always thought he had the smile of an old fox.
"Ding! Negative emotion value +1."
He Yuzhu, who received a reward from a stranger, glanced outside and saw a somewhat dejected Song Zijie.
He couldn't help but shake his head. For now, what he needs to do is to build a restaurant well, build a reputation, and then spend money to achieve rapid expansion.
As for the rest, don’t overthink it. When a tall building rises from the ground, the foundation must be laid.
At the same time, it also gives Wu Shihao and the three brothers a chance to catch up, so as not to lose their strength and be kicked out in the end.
Song Zijie had nothing to do in the restaurant, and the traffic police also had a mission, so he had no choice but to ride his motorcycle and go to the duty station.
Near evening, Mark and Li and four others brought a gold plaque with the name He's Tea Restaurant engraved on it.
He Yuzhu thought for a long time and finally changed the name to He's Tea Restaurant.
After all, in the future, it will definitely not only open tea restaurants, but also Western restaurants, car dealerships, real estate and security companies, etc.
There are so many things that we can’t all have nice names, so let’s call it He’s!
He wants to create a word-of-mouth reputation for He's, so that people in Xiangjiang will firmly remember this brand.
Song Zihao and the other three also returned exhausted, but they had put in a lot of effort.
Walking around the streets to spread the news that He's Tea Restaurant will open tomorrow, it's a lot of effort.
There is only one key point of communication - He's golden signboard.
The next day, everyone had a busy day, slept well, and was in excellent condition.
At noon, He's Tea Restaurant opened as scheduled.
The firecrackers were blasting and it was very lively. To make it more grand, eight lion dancers were invited to perform at the door.
Before long, the door was crowded with people.
The first thing He Wei did when he showed up was to burn his own sign.
Let consumers understand what it means to be real gold and not afraid of fire, and what it means to be rich and powerful.
At that time, people will spread the word of mouth and there will be a topic.
Even the signboard is gold, not to mention the dishes inside are definitely the same.
Sure enough, after verifying that the plaque was real gold, many people's eyes were red, and their thoughts were - if such a big piece of gold were mine, I would make a fortune directly.
Greed is something everyone has.
He Yuzhu was not surprised at all. This is what he wanted, to attract attention.
There is only one thing to do next, emphasize - He!!!
Apply for a card, Ho Gold Card.
Menu, Ho's menu.
Dishes, He's Dishes.
Even the toilet paper used by He Yuzhu was named "He".
In order for He to leave a deeper impression on others, he specially hired several street girls and asked them to wear cool clothes and dance on the street to attract customers.
The clothes he wears are called He's clothes, and the dances he performs are called He's dances.
As a result, not surprisingly, the sales on the first day exploded.
A turnover of tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, what a terrifying figure.
It's not that there's a lot of money, but the average consumption per table is only about 50 Hong Kong dollars. There are only eighteen tables in the house, and the average table changes every hour.
In other words, only when all tables and all business hours are fully occupied can there be so much turnover.
Next it’s time to divide the money, setting aside money for tomorrow’s food and an emergency fund.
The remaining 5,800 yuan is what everyone earned from a hard day's work.
Ten people plus the holidays came to help Wu Shizheng, a total of eleven people.
As the big boss, He Yuzhu divides the money. This is an indisputable fact and is also the default in everyone's mind.
He took out one hundred first, handed it to Wu Shizheng, and asked him to go out.
In this way, they can clearly distinguish the difference in status.
Wu Shizheng belongs to the students, not to their group.
Of course, Wu Shizheng was not dissatisfied. He took the money and counted it over and over again.
In the past, when Wu Shihao was carrying big bags at the dock, he only paid ten yuan for a day of exhausting work.
One hundred yuan is a small sum of money to him.
"First of all, cook, I, Wu Shihao, Zhang San, two hundred each.
Secondly, the service staff, everyone has a share, two hundred per person."
He Yuzhu distributed the two thousand yuan to everyone one by one.
"Yesterday, for the purchase and transportation of ingredients, I, Wu Shihao, and Zhang San each had one hundred.
To clear up the surrounding relations, Mark Li, Qin Daniu, Dawei, Du Qi, each person has 500.
Propaganda, Song Zihao, Qin Wu, Xiao Wei, two hundred each."
After dividing the money, he weighed the remaining eight hundred and continued:
"I won't tell you who these eight hundred are for, but you know who they are for.
Gold signs bring us great fame, but they also bring us equal risks.
These 800 yuan are the remaining money for the vigil. Mark Li has decided to take the majority of it, and there is another one, who wants it?"
"Me." Wu Shihao stood up.
Others are not dissatisfied. If they are dissatisfied, it is not dissatisfaction with this.
But the money is too little. People like Zhang San and others follow his life of licking blood from the knife edge every day, and every time they get a bumper harvest.
But today I have been busy all day and I haven’t earned much yet.