Chapter 1147 Annual Salary 50 Million

Time passed quickly, and the night passed quickly. In the morning, Yuanzhou's shop was as busy as ever.

But because there were so many choices for breakfast, another small thing happened.

That is, the Sauce Party and the Soup Dumpling Party jointly began to boycott the Noodle Party.

There are many types of noodles in Sichuan cuisine, so now Yuanzhou spends about fifteen days a month making noodles with different flavors.

In the next five to ten days, I will make some special snacks from Sichuan Province for breakfast, such as longan buns, egg cakes, red oil dumplings and Chaoshou.

Therefore, it is very difficult to eat soup dumplings and blueberry jam at Yuanzhou’s small restaurants now, maybe only once a month.

Because the noodles are made more often, although the taste is different, it has captured many diners, so the scale of the noodle party has expanded.

The diners who were still debating whether Yuan Zhou should make more soup dumplings or more blueberry sauce and beef sauce immediately felt the crisis. After negotiations and running-in, the two groups directly joined forces and began to fight against the noodle party.

That scene can be said to be very tragic.

Of course, these fights will not involve Yuan Zhou, they are all private, so Yuan Zhou still makes breakfast at his own pace every day, and today's breakfast is red oil, spicy and delicious, but only ten Just copy the hands.

According to Wu Hai, this amount is not enough to fill his stomach.

Now that breakfast time is over, there is still someone in the store. This person is not Cheng Ying and Zhou Jia, but a middle-aged man.

The weather outside is hot. This man is wearing a silk short-sleeved Tang suit with a gentle smile on his face. He is standing in front of the long curved table and looking at Yuan Zhou with a smile.

This person also came to have breakfast early in the morning, and stayed in the store after eating. Even when Zhou Jia said it was closed, he didn't leave.

Naturally, the visitor had something to do but he didn't say anything. Yuanzhou frowned and was about to ask, but this person spoke first.

"I heard that Boss Yuan has the habit of washing up after every meal. Why don't you go wash up first, so that you can feel more comfortable, Boss Yuan." This man had a gentle voice, spoke appropriately and was considerate of Yuan Zhou, and his face was The expression on his face was very sincere.

"Okay, thank you." Yuan Zhou looked at the man's expression and nodded.

"You're welcome. I'm disturbing Boss Yuan. Do you mind if I sit down for a while? I'm too old to stand for long." The man touched his fat belly and pointed to the chair in front of him.

"Of course, feel free to sit down." Yuan Zhou extended his hand to indicate.

"Then I'm welcome." After saying that, the man sat down directly.

Yuan Zhou nodded when he saw him sitting down, and then went directly upstairs to wash up.

Even though the system's air purifier was first-rate and there was no smoke at all in the store, Yuanzhou still felt like he smelled of cigarette smoke, so he would wash up every time after business hours.

Therefore, this man could hold back his own affairs and let Yuan Zhou wash up first. This made Yuan Zhou feel a lot better about him.

About ten minutes later, Yuan Zhou's hair was still wet, but his clothes were changed into a short-sleeved modified Hanfu made of light blue linen, a pair of dark brown trousers, and comfortable cloth shoes.

Normally, dressing up like this would look a bit earthy, but Yuan Zhou's body is straight and his posture is good. Coupled with the temperament he has developed over the past year, he suppresses the earthy smell and becomes refreshed and energetic. .

"Boss Yuan is really a young and promising young man." As soon as Yuan Zhou came down, the man immediately said in admiration.

"Thank you." Yuan Zhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, giving him a thumbs up, and decided not to care about anything for a while, even if it was rejection, he would say it tactfully.

"You're welcome, let me introduce myself. My surname is Wu and my name is Wu Yungui. I am a real estate and entertainment person." The man cheerfully began to introduce himself.

Yes, this person is Mr. Wu who had dinner with Director Liu at Mingchen last night. He really came to Yuanzhou early in the morning.

In order to verify the authenticity of his information again, he deliberately arrived at Taoxi Road early in the morning, and even saw Yuan Zhou going for a morning jog when he arrived.

From the foggy Taoxi Road in the early morning to the flow of people entering the store just before opening, I observed it one by one.

We even visited a few diners who agreed to run the breakfast business, as well as the vendors who set up stalls at the door.

I also personally experienced the grand scene of queuing at Yuanzhou's small shop, and I was not idle during the period and also communicated with diners queuing up.

After this exchange, we found that not only ordinary people and middle class people came to Yuanzhou's shop to eat, but also some richer people, even those who were only slightly inferior to him, were waiting in line to eat.

There are many ordinary people lining up here, because although the food in Yuanzhou's store is expensive, the times are getting more and more developed.

Although it is impossible to think that it is him who comes to eat like Wu Hai did, there are still many ordinary people and tourists who come to have a meal occasionally.

As for the top ten cancers circulating on the Internet, Mr. Wu also saw three of them with his own eyes, although he didn't speak to them because the positions in the queue were too far apart.

Mr. Wu's queue number was No. 67, and the queue was as fast as rumored on the Internet. Basically everyone finished their meals quickly and seriously before giving up their seats to the next diners.

With the highest standards of judgment in mind, Mr. Wu sat down and ate an ordinary bowl of red oil. It wasn't until he finished eating that he understood the reason why this street was prosperous.

Because he understood all these things, Mr. Wu treated Yuan Zhou with such a kind attitude.

"Boss Yuan, there is no need to be humble, I am not the only one who says this." Mr. Wu said with a smile.

"Then why are you here today?" Yuan Zhou nodded and decided to ask in person. After all, he was a little embarrassed to hear people praise him so much.

"Yes, I wonder if we can invite Boss Yuan to go out and talk, or sit down and talk here?" Wu Yungui asked tentatively.

"Let's talk inside." Yuan Zhou pointed to the Yingxia Wall Scenery Gate.

"That's such an honor." Wu Yungui knew that Yuan Zhou meant to listen carefully to what he said, and he was very happy.

"You're welcome, please come inside." Yuan Zhou walked out of the kitchen first and opened the door with a view of the wall.

While following Yuan Zhou inside, Wu Yungui praised Yuan Zhou's garden layout and beautiful scenery. Finally, the two of them came to the stone table where Governor Yuan was sitting, and then sat opposite each other.

After sitting down, Yuan Zhou didn't speak again. Wu Yungui said directly: "I know Boss Yuan doesn't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say it directly."

"Please." Yuan Zhou said.

"It's like this. Now our company has rented all this land. I'm going to build a commercial, tourism and food city with you, Boss Yuan, as the core." Wu Yungui said.

Yuanzhou glanced at Wu Yungui but said nothing.

"That's it. I would like to invite you, Boss Yuan, to cooperate with me in the form of an annual salary of 50 million and all-inclusive accommodation and travel." Wu Yungui didn't pause and finished in one breath.

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