Chapter 120: Work for Lao Tzu
In the huge study, a middle-aged man in a nightgown leaned on a leather chair and talked on the phone, and the ginseng tea next to him was still steaming.
"What do you say you're messing with? I'll go over to accompany you when the matter is done in the past few days. ”
"Well, don't worry, baby, I've already arranged five days, can we go to Phuket?"
"What about Europe? Didn't you buy enough last time you went? Would you like to buy some more this time?"
The man spoke with a satisfied face, although he looked middle-aged, but like a man in love, his words were full of love.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and the man's face changed nervously: "Okay, okay, I'll call you later." ”
With that, he hung up the phone.
It was He Yankai who walked in the door, he exhaled a breath and sat directly on the sofa.
"Dad, you don't have to guard against me when you call the second child in the future, and I don't care about you. ”
The man glared at He Yankai: "What are you talking about, did you talk to your father like this?"
"Cut, then what should I say? Dad, did you call that woman again? How are you feeling lately?" He Yankai snorted and said.
The man looked at him helplessly.
He Yankai's father, He Wei, has an investment management company that controls shares in at least six large and medium-sized markets in Dumen, including three seafood markets, two regional wet markets and a medium-sized general supermarket.
In contrast, the profitability of the seafood market is significantly higher than that of the vegetable market and comprehensive supermarkets, after all, it is the source of wholesale, with a large turnover and high profits, which is currently the company's key work project.
"You kid should live in school today, right? Why did you run home? Why...... No money?" asked He Wei.
"If you have enough money, you don't have to worry about it, your son has his own way of making money. ”
He Wei smiled when he heard this: "What can you do, it is nothing more than to go to the market to find those merchants to cut some profits, and if you do less of those things in the future, the merchants will not all have money." ”
"Cut, I care about those, I introduced the business in the past, and they also made money, and it is normal to make profits, and ...... I won't contact merchants who don't have the strength, it has nothing to do with me!"
In fact, He Wei is satisfied in his heart, although what his son did was done with the help of his relationship, but it was right, and it was quite good to be able to make money from resources at the age of school.
"Anyway, you kid is reasonable, just have enough money to spend, and ah, don't worry about making money, in the past few years, you first study in college, and then come directly to work in the company, even if you take over and get a diploma, it will be easy to convince the public." ”
This is also He Wei's heart, he is definitely not short of money, not to mention He Yankai, even if it is his grandson's generation, I am afraid it will be enough to spend.
That's why he cares more about He Yankai's studies, just having money and no culture, he has become a big money, which will definitely make people laugh.
After so many years, he He Wei also came from that time, he had a little money in his hand but was laughed at for being uneducated, he didn't want his son to be like that.
He Yankai looked indifferent, and said, "Come on, I'm still taking over, I'm not interested in you." ”
"I'm not interested, hehe, I'm going to have a chance, so where do you want to go?" He Wei smiled.
For his son, he has doted on him since he was a child, and if he has a principle in doing things, then he is the only unprincipled pampering for his son, and he has almost never refused.
"You can go anywhere, anyway, I don't go to your place, so I don't have to be bullied. ”
"Ah, you kid don't come with me like this, you go to those markets more often than me, who dares to bully you? Which one is not He Gongzi shouting one by one?" He Wei said.
"Hey, it's really not me telling you, I just went to the south of the city two days ago, let alone calling him Gongzi, people almost scared me to death!" He Yankai deliberately held back a little bit and said, what he wanted to say was obviously the incident of Sun Shouwen helping Song Zixuan.
"Hmm, what do you mean, is that merchant?" He Wei couldn't help frowning, with his character, if someone really dared to bully his son, he promised to let that person get out of the market the next day.
Not only that, but if he wanted to, he could even get the man out of the ferry market!
He Yankai put his leg on the coffee table when he heard this, and said, "That Mr. Sun, hehe, it's really good, the fox and the fake tiger thing, he really thinks he is Mr. Song!"
"Sun Shouwen, why did you get on the bar with him?"
He Yan Kaixuan said what happened that day, of course, it is indispensable to avoid the important and light, and add oil and vinegar.
After He Wei heard this, he immediately became anxious, and slapped the table: "Isn't this nonsense? Someone is making trouble in the market and conniving? Forget it about connivance, he actually bullied my son He Wei!"
"Hahaha, Dad, I don't think people take you seriously, tell me that you don't even care about it, that's called a slap in the face, grass, think about it now and be angry!"
He Wei's face sank: "Okay, you put your mouth clean for me, how old are you?" Don't forget that you are a college student, don't open your mouth all day long and 'grass' and 'grass', like a gangster." ”
"Hehe, you just say that I have the ability!" He Yankai is not in a hurry, but he knows his father too well, and what He Wei can't stand the most is his son's grievances, and his grievances have also been done to the extreme.
"Hey, this thing is actually weird, Sun Shouwen usually doesn't talk much, and he doesn't talk much about things, he is all carrying out Mr. Song's orders, how can he be on the same page with you......"
"I don't know, I'm unlucky. He Yankai said.
"Xiao Kai, tell me honestly, is there another reason for this? or...... Could the person you are talking about causing trouble have any background?"
After all, after many years, He Wei's first reaction was to feel that there was something strange about this matter, Sun Shouwen could not offend He Yankai for no reason, first, this is not his character, and secondly, he will not be in terms of interests.
Unless......
Unless his son lied to himself, or that person's identity is not simple!
"Background, a cook, named Song Zixuan, what is the background?"
"Song Zixuan, also surnamed Song, won't ...... So coincidental, right?"
Hearing this, He Yankai was also stunned, he hadn't paid attention to this before.
But after thinking about it again, he waved his hand: "No, Dad, you see, if he has a relationship with Mr. Song, he will still come to the seafood market to buy goods? Besides, didn't you also say that Mr. Song has been alone for the past few years, and he has no family or even relatives?"
Speaking of this, He Wei also nodded: "That's right, what is the reason for Sun Shouwen? He is usually not like this, this person is very low-key, except for doing things for Mr. Song, he has almost nothing to say." ”
He Yankai shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Whatever, I said it, you will think about the rest of the fathers slowly, don't wait for one day, even you will be stepped on by others." He Wei frowned slightly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, you hurry back to school, I want to think about this matter." ”
......
Early in the morning, Song Zixuan arrived at the hotel where Fang Rui lived, Fang Rui got up early, although he didn't drink less, but his quality for many years still made him get up at more than five o'clock.
But Sang Tianshuo didn't show any signs of waking up, it was eight o'clock at this time, and the snoring sound could be heard next door.
Song Zixuan simply didn't call him anymore, and directly took Fang Rui to the Fortune Hotel first.
Because the distance to the eastern part of the city is much farther than before, the distance is almost more than an hour, and when I arrived at the store, it was almost ten o'clock.
As soon as he entered the hotel, he saw that the waiter was busy wiping the front hall, Song Zixuan was happy, after all, now his identity is not just a chef, but an out-and-out boss, and he has seventy percent of his shares here.
When I entered the back kitchen, I saw that the chefs were all dressed in white uniforms, clean, and they were busy at this time.
As soon as I walked into the back kitchen, I saw a man in a chef's uniform walking over, this person was black and strong, his eyes were not big, and he looked a little rude.
"Eh, what are you doing? Who let you into the back kitchen?" the man took the frying spoon and directly pressed it against Song Zixuan's chest and said.
Fang Rui was anxious when he saw this, but just as he was about to move, Song Zixuan raised his hand to stop him: "This big brother, I'm here to work." ”
"I didn't see you yesterday? I didn't hear the eighth master say it...... You didn't come yesterday?"
Song Zixuan smiled when he heard this: "I was too busy outside yesterday, and the eighth master asked me to help in the front hall, by the way, you are Chef Hu, right?"
After all, Song Zixuan had read the roster of the back kitchen, and knew that the head chef's surname was Hu and his name was Hu Zhen, so he shouldn't be wrong to see him so imposing at this time.
"Oh...... That's the thing, yes, I'm Hu Zhen, so you...... Hurry up and change your clothes, you're all busy," Hu Zhen walked in, "But I really don't know, by the way, what are you doing?"
Fang Rui was so angry, and said, "Miscellaneous, this is the second ......."
Before the word was spoken, Song Zixuan hurriedly said: "No, our store has a signature dish, I'll make it." ”
"Signature dish? I'm Cao, the emperor's fried rice? Hahaha, I know, but it's really funny, the eighth master saw that there was a signature dish in the big food generation, so he also learned to get it, 899 yuan a piece, the big restaurant of the people is no problem, let's have this small shop...... It's redundant. ”
Song Zixuan smiled: "Chef, they can sell it, and we can sell it if we are small." ”
"Okay, okay, you hurry up and get to work, anyway, no one will eat your fried rice, it's a copycat when you hear it, that ...... When you're not working, you do chores and help deliver something. ”
Song Zixuan smiled when he heard this, and didn't pay attention to it, it seems that the eighth master really didn't explain too much, after all, with the eighth master's character, he is also rough in doing things, so he probably didn't tell them that Song Zixuan came from the big food generation.
After a brief preparation, Song Zixuan found that there was no exclusive stove of his own, in fact, he had told Cheng Baye, this was fried rice...... Aren't you going to compete with the chef for a seat?
But after thinking about it, forget it, anyway, it was the first day, Song Zixuan turned around, and walked towards the front hall, after all, he is the owner of the store, and he must always have an understanding of the store and be familiar with the staff.
But before he could go out, he heard Hu Zhen shouting: "Eh, you have a brain disease when you step on a horse, are you? What are you wandering around there? Hurry up and work for Lao Tzu!"