The entrance of the store was distinct, and two groups of people were confronting each other, and Zhuo Yan saw that Zheng Jianghong, who was wearing a big mask, was also among them.

"I said surnamed Pan, don't be ignorant, you are just a guy who helps the Chu family, don't really think of yourself as the boss," Zheng Jianghong waved his hand and shouted, "Hurry up and pack up your things and get out, I have already found a new shopkeeper for this store!" ”

As soon as Zheng Jianghong's words fell, a half-bald man unceremoniously answered, "Look at it, who is not right?" Let me ask you, this shop belongs to the Chu family, your surname is Zheng, what qualifications do you have to meddle in the Chu family's industry? ”

"Although my surname is Zheng, I am Chu Hao's wife, and the property under Chu Hao's name is of course my industry," Zheng Jianghong replied proudly with his waist crossed.

"You're wrong," Chu Xingchen frowned and walked up, "My father didn't leave this shop to you!" ”

"Xingzi, you're back," As soon as the bald man saw Chu Xingchen, his face no longer had the unpleasant expression he had just now, and he became gentle and smooth.

Seeing that the people around him were still discussing, the bald head was like finding the backbone of the main heart, and introduced Chu Xingchen loudly, "Big guy, look, this is the serious owner of the shop, Chu Hao's eldest son, you tell me that you have your own son, who will leave the shop to the second wife?" ”

So that's the case, the onlookers nodded after listening to the introduction of the bald head, and the current situation is like this, unless it is the original couple, such as Chu Hao and Zheng Jianghong, it is really rare to leave the property to each other, unless Chu Hao himself has no children.

Zheng Jianghong was a little weak-hearted, she looked at Chu Xingchen and smiled awkwardly, "Xingchen, you're back, listen to me, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to meddle in your shop, I just see that this surnamed Pan can't help you run it well, and I want to find you a right-hand man!" ”

"I don't need you to worry about my affairs, you can go," Chu Xingchen's answer was ruthless, not giving Zheng Jianghong any room, it seemed that it was superfluous for Zheng Jianghong to continue to stay.

Zheng Jianghong blinked, looked at the shop, and then looked at Chu Xingchen, the turnover of this shop has dozens of yuan a day, and the net profit in hand is at least twenty or thirty yuan, which is six or seven hundred in a month, and a year......

Thinking of such a large sum of money, Zheng Jianghong was reluctant to leave, she leaned forward with a shy face, "Xingchen No matter what, I am also your elder, since you are back, you have to let me do something, right?" ”

"How do you want to do your best?" Chu Xingchen squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Jianghong, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the shop in front of him, "The shopkeepers in this shop are all candidates personally set by my father when he was still there, it is impossible for you to interfere!" ”

"No, no, since you're back, I won't tell you about the shop, I mean, since you're back, why don't you live in my courtyard, and I take care of you every day, you can also eat hot, right?" Zheng Jianghong offered his courtesy.

"No need," Chu Xingchen refused again, he turned around and greeted Zhuo Yan, "Let's go, follow me into the shop and have a look!" ”

"Hey, wait, Xingchen, I still have something to tell you......" Zheng Jianghong was still shouting behind.

The bald Pan shopkeeper sent away all the people who watched the excitement with a smile, "Everyone let's go, I want to buy snacks into the shop, the young owner of our store has already come, this woman can't make any waves, next time she makes trouble, the big guy will come over to cheer again!" ”

The bald shopkeeper seemed to be talking about cross talk, Zhuo Yan couldn't help but laugh, she looked back, and sure enough, she saw Zheng Jianghong's face was more ugly than eating, this Pan shopkeeper's words clearly regarded Zheng Jianghong as a monkey singing monkey play.

The shopkeeper Pan's mouth is not a vegetarian, if he doesn't have a little bit of sharp mouth skills, where can he get mixed on Qianmen Street?

He squeezed Zheng Jianghong away in a few words, and then ran two steps in front of Zheng Jianghong and Zhuo Yan, and opened the curtain of the cotton door of the store, "Young owner, please come in!" ”

Chu Xingchen said with a smile, "Uncle Pan has no outsiders now, you don't want the East Family, the East Family is short, you can call me Xingchen!" ”

"Alas, Xingzi," the bald shopkeeper Pan was as good as a stream, and immediately changed his name according to Chu Xingchen's words, but in his old generation's concept, there is a clear distinction between respect and inferiority, no matter what he calls Chu Xingchen, subconsciously, he regards Chu Xingchen as his master.

The three of them walked into the store, and a wave of heat suddenly hit their faces, and this non-staple food store was greeted by a long counter.

The glass counter is beautifully crafted, divided into small compartments, all kinds of candied candies and dried fruits, and behind the glass counter are rows of wooden shelves, on which are placed bags of milk powder, canned fruit in glass bottles, and vats of malt milk essence, which are the most popular tonic nowadays.

On the left and right sides of the store, grain and oil are placed, and rice and white flour are unpacked and poured directly into large wooden barrels, with prices marked on them, which are for customers who buy bulk goods.

The salespeople are neat and clean, wearing blue cloth coats and white hats on their heads, which is now the standard equipment for non-staple food workers.

In the middle of the room there was a large tin stove, the lid of which was burned red, and a large tin teapot sat on the edge of the stove, and two or three customers were chatting and roasting their hands around the tin stove.

The bald shopkeeper Pan lifted the wooden lid on the counter next to him, and beckoned Chu Xingchen and Zhuo Yan to come in and talk, "There are too many people, let's go to the back and talk!" ”

It was the first time for Zhuo Yan to walk into the back of the store's shelves, which made her feel very novel, passing by the rows of candy candied counters, the bald Pan shopkeeper said to the salesperson, "Bring in a little bit of the batch of fresh and delicate fruits that just bought a few days ago!" ”

This feeling made Zhuo Yan feel very warm. The bald Pan shopkeeper clearly regarded her and Chu Xingchen as children, and there were snacks to entertain them when they came to the door.

There is a door at the back of the shelves, and when this door is opened, it is the backyard of the store, and the rooms in this backyard are divided into warehouses and offices.

The office was very small, with only one desk in it, a few chairs against the wall and two filing cabinets, the doors locked tightly.

The shopkeeper of Lao Pan let Chu Xingchen and Zhuo Yan in, but he himself did not sit on the main seat, and said that he would let Chu Xingchen sit on the main seat, "Shaodong, you are back, I didn't say it, you have to think of a way to take care of that woman, although I am not afraid of ten more like her, but I always let me quarrel with a woman, which is a bit cheap!" ”

Lao Pan's shopkeeper said very modestly, but Zhuo Yan thought about it seriously, he and Zheng Jianghong were arguing, and he felt that Lao Pan's shopkeeper seemed to be enjoying it.