"What, why don't you let us in, is it because we have a coupon and you don't want us to use it?" someone shouted from the door of the snack bar.

"That is, you must give an explanation, otherwise I will call the police, you are fraud, and I will find a business to investigate you. ”

Zhang Zikang walked out coaxing with a horn cow: "What are you arguing about? Closed at noon today, that's because someone has chartered the venue, the big boss of Anjie Company, Mr. Guo from Xiangjiang, is also the sponsor of our prize this time, and do you know who he wants to feast, it's Persimmon Chief, yes, do you still plan to sit and eat with Persimmon Chief?"

This time, the crowd was quiet, and it became more boiling.

"Can you come to this snack bar for dinner? Don't brag?"

"Who is right, the things in this store are really delicious, and I really haven't eaten it before, and the persimmon chief may want to try it too, and the persimmon chief is not an ordinary person. ”

"Sitting down and eating with persimmons, that's a pity. Eh, it seems that there is a police~~ inspector coming, there is a convoy over there, it's true. ”

"Let's give it a look, our offer is seven days, so you still have a chance. When the persimmon chief leaves, we will resume normal business here, and everyone is welcome to come and taste it when the time comes. ”

Wang Haoan watched Zhang Zikang communicate with people outside in the store, well, it should be regarded as communication. At this time, the people were still very in awe of the leader, and there were people on the roadside stalls "talking" about national events and the "gossip" of the leader before he was reborn.

Persimmon got out of the car and saw two rows of people wearing Anjie's company security uniforms stopping the crowd, and a red carpet in the middle slammed down on the ground, leading from his feet to the store.

He looked up at the signboard of the store, Manchu and Han snacks, a snack bar with such a big name, I don't know that you are operating in Manchu and Han full seats.

"Mr. Kakicho, please inside, everyone, please inside. ”

Guo Jijie looks polite at this time, and even a little elegant, he must behave well in front of the camera, if he can't get on the TV in Xiangjiang, he can go to the TV in Bingcheng first.

When everyone went in, the people outside talked louder.

"Eh, it's really a persimmon chief, I'm in, I'm here to eat persimmons in this snack bar? I've eaten something from the same restaurant as I've eaten with persimmon chief." ”

"I haven't eaten it yet, and when the persimmon grows away, I'll try it too, and I'll eat the kind of food that the persimmon grows on. ”

Wang Haoan shook his head inside, these few supports are not good, the performance is slightly exaggerated, but it looks okay.

After the persimmon grew in, he took the menu with great interest: "There are a lot of things on it, this golden bun hibiscus roll looks good, let's have one." This shrimp dumpling seems to be very appetizing, let's have one, let's have one of this beef ball soup, I'm enough. ”

"Mr. Persimmon, you're welcome here, I'll order some of our special delicacies, it's really surprising that you can eat the taste of my hometown here in Bingcheng." ”

"This dry fried beef river has a portion, fish ball powder has a portion, wonton noodles have a portion, and egg waffles have a portion. There are also some special snacks from the south, which also taste good, everyone look at it, don't be polite. ”

When Guo Jijie ordered, he deliberately spoke Cantonese, which was strongly requested by Wang Haoan, saying that it sounded more authentic, just like selling mutton skewers, you spoke in Uyghur language, and felt that this mutton skewers were more fragrant.

"Eh, you're not the one, the ......"

"Wang Haoan. Mr. Kakicho, your meal is ready. ”

"Yes, aren't you a partner of Anjie's company, why are you working as a waiter here, I also said that I didn't see you when I visited the factory. ”

"This restaurant was originally opened by me and a friend, so I have no problem working as a waiter, which restaurant owner has not personally served the food to the guests? ”

Persimmon Chang looked at Wang Haoan, and then at Guo Jijie, and always felt that something seemed wrong. He didn't have time to think about it before he was attracted by the scent.

I visited AnJie company in the morning, and now I am really hungry. This is the golden bun hibiscus roll, isn't it just fried spring rolls? Isn't the shrimp dumpling just a small steamed dumpling, but there are really shrimp in it. The beef balls soup also tastes good, and the beef balls are very chewy.

Everyone ate deliciously because they were really hungry. At Wang Haoan's suggestion, everyone also took a group photo. Originally, Wang Haoan wanted to ask the persimmon chief to give a word, and when the time came, he would hang it on the wall, and it would definitely be called Mobao, but unfortunately he was rejected.

But it doesn't matter, the photo is enough, and the time countdown to the persimmon long-distance "endorsement" is in progress.

The meal was eaten quickly, and with the chat time, it was less than half an hour, because the stool was really uncomfortable.

After the persimmon chief left, a group of diners rushed in, and those few people were stunned and did not rush to the leading position, people were really too enthusiastic, and they were also curious about what the persimmon chief ate.

And they soon found that in the package recommended by the store manager, there were two more options, the persimmon long package and the Xiangjiang boss package!

"Go and develop these pictures, enlarge them, hang them in every store. There are also several other photos of the leaders invited by the store to be washed out together, remember to wash a few more, and hang at least half of the wall. ”

"I see, I said hello to the photo studio around the corner, and tonight they rushed to rinse us, and the framed picture was ready. Zhang Zikang assured.

"Very well, go get busy. ”

Hang up the photo tomorrow and you're done. Hanging photos can not only play a role in publicity, but also prevent and control small nights, there is no such little gangster~~ dare to come to the store where persimmon long photos are hung to make trouble.

That night, the city TV station broadcast the news of Persimmon Chang's visit to Anjie's company, which also included a fifteen-second shot of Persimmon Chang entering the Manchurian snack bar.

Because he deliberately emphasized that the Manchu Han snack bar employs many laid-off female workers, as well as some people from difficult families, this is not a conscientious entrepreneur.

"Son, why don't you see you on TV?" Li Fangqin, who was guarding in front of the big color TV, was a little dissatisfied.

"Mom, it's okay, just have the sign of our snack bar. By the way, I can't manage the snack bar here, Zikang and they are too young, and they need an old and serious talent to help manage it, you can come and help me. ”

"I don't care about Anjie's company?"

"Just let Guo Jijie work over there, and then there are other people. ”

"You agreed, there is still a Xiangjiang boss over there in Anjie Company, you are over there, what do people think?" Wang Jianguo said in one sentence.

"What does he think of me, my son is the big boss! Okay, just listen to my son. ”

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, the Manchurian snacks have not yet opened, and there is a long queue at the door.