Chapter 137: It's easy to open a store, but it's hard to keep a store

Lin Cen transferred the money he received to Wang Kun 10,000 yuan and asked him to return his credit card.

Seeing the WeChat message, Wang Kun's phone immediately followed.

"Where does the money come from? Did you ask your parents? ”

Lin Cen was angry and replied: "If the money is given by my parents, you still don't want it?" ”

"What's the matter with you?! Isn't it with you, you don't want to tell your parents so clearly about our business. ”

Lin Cen could hear his anger over the phone.

"What do they think of me when they look back?! Ah, I do a business, I can't see the income every month, and I lose money. ”

"Wang Kun, are you finished?!" Lin Cen couldn't control it either, she said emotionally: "You can't use me as a punching bag when you're under pressure!" I'm paying too! You're not alone. ”

Wang Kun paused on the other end of the phone, sorted out his emotions, and replied: "Okay, let's stop arguing ourselves, I was in an impatient mood just now." Don't be angry. ”

Lin Cen pressed the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said vaguely: "The money was borrowed from Feng Nan, how could I go to pit you, your words are too hurtful." ”

Wang Kun sighed and replied, "I don't go home for dinner at night, so you don't have to wait for me." ”

Lin Cen hung up the phone, pinched his fingers and calculated, since the store opened, Wang Kun had not gone home to eat.

Today, Lin Cen had fewer classes, so she slipped out of school early and drove home.

Guo Lan is making supplementary food for the child, which is a pumpkin porridge. Seeing Lin Cen coming back, the old man said, "You came back so early, are you hungry?" Mom hasn't had time to cook dinner yet. ”

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Lin Cen thought for a while and said, "I'll go out for a while, and I won't eat dinner at home." ”

"Oh, if you're not at home, I won't cook anymore, and I'll go to school with two hot steamed buns" Guo Lan put on a smiling face, but felt that her daughter-in-law's condition was not very good, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but ask again: "What's wrong with you?" Uncomfortable, huh? ”

"No, Mom, thank you for your hard work. We are so busy that we can't take care of anything, so you have been wronged. Lin Cen turned his back and restrained his emotions.

"What's this, as long as I can help you, I'm happy. It's still useful to prove mom. Guo Lan walked out with pumpkin porridge and asked, "How are you over there?" Are you busy? ”

Lin Cen replied with a smile: "It's okay." After that, she took the porridge from her mother-in-law's hand and fed the child spoonful by spoonful.

"Today, I'll take Weiwei back to my in-laws' house, when are your parents free, let's go to your store to have a look." Guo Lan said: "You go back and talk to Wang Kun, when it will be convenient, pick up your parents, and we will also go over and have a look." ”

Lin Cen was bitter in his heart, but his mouth could only be full of promises.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Cen drove to the square business district of his store.

She parked the car very easily, and sat in the car in a daze, Lin Cen thought to herself that when she came to see the store for the first time, it happened that the students were going on vacation, and she thought that this was the reason why there was no one in the square. Who knew it was so cold here?

This kind of bug is really not to blame others, Lin Cen remembered that he was actually an old man in this area. When I was studying, there was no such square, and I was used to strolling around the two pedestrian streets next to my studies. Later, when she had this square, she was already a teacher, but she had never been here at all, except for the zero takeaway club.

How can you expect students to come back to a place you haven't visited before?

Lin Cen sighed heavily, got out of the car, and followed the scattered people to the business district.

Their shop is called: Xiangguo Princess, the signboard was painted by Lin Cen, an abstract woman staring at the dry pot, which was depicted by Lin Cen in a few strokes.

At that time, when she drew this picture, she and Wang Kun were in the fantasy period before starting a business, and when she got this picture, Wang Kun simply praised Lin Cen, and both of them imagined that in a few years, their incense pot princess would open all over East China and enter South China.

It's just that the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very blessed

Lin Cen saw through the transparent glass the two tables of people sitting sporadically in the huge restaurant, and he almost cried.

The two tables of people ate out of the mountain, and they also lost money today.

The two waiters were bored and chatting together, and Wang Kun was nowhere to be found.

Lin Cen walked in, and the waiter knew her and hurriedly went up to call the proprietress . Lin Cen asked, "What about Wang Kun?" ”

The waiter pointed to the back kitchen, and Lin Cen walked in.

Wang Kun was discussing something with the chef in the back kitchen, and when he saw Lin Cen walking in, he said hello casually.

Lin Cen noticed that Wang Kun's face was not good, so he listened attentively to what they were doing, and as soon as his ears were pricked up, the chef stood up and shouted, "The price of the dish is so tight, I can't do it." If you don't ask Gao Ming, pay me this month's salary, and I will leave immediately, and I won't occupy a seat. ”

Lin Cen was shocked in his heart, and saw Wang Kun also stand up, and said, "Chef Chen, I won't ask too many questions, why are you reacting so much?" The heart is empty. ”

"You can't mess around, believe it or not, I'll beat you!" The chef took off his apron and slammed it on the desk, and ran away.

The chef was covered in tendon meat, and his face was full of meat, and when he scolded Rao, Lin Cen was so frightened that he leaned to the side and didn't dare to speak. When he ran away, Lin Cen was so shocked that he couldn't say anything - there was a rare extra table of people outside, but the chef ran away, which was simply funny.

Lin Cen looked outside and said, "There are people outside, what are you doing?" ”

Wang Kun was so angry that he had to put on an apron and do it himself.

The spirit was commendable, but the effect was not satisfactory - the last two tables of guests were originally recommended by friends, but they were scared away by the dishes. It is difficult to accumulate a good reputation, but it has to be defeated quickly.

Lin Cen didn't know how to comfort Wang Kun, her mind was full of chefs running away, the store was still open, and if there was no running water, they would be waiting for death.

"Why don't you apologize to Chef Chen and let him come back to work?" Lin Cen pinched Wang Kun's hand and said, "If you follow the back and learn, it's better than opening an empty store." ”

"I apologize to him, you're crazy?!" Wang Kun dragged the ledger over, flipped through it casually, and pointed to the crooked font: "The price he buys materials is at least three times in the vegetable market on weekdays!" How can I connive at someone like him to fish in troubled waters with me, and I don't know if he sells me! ”

Lin Cen glanced at it in general, but her mathematical thinking was extremely poor, and frankly, even if she saw it clearly, she couldn't react much.