Chapter 1392 The Power of 50 Million

Wu Yungui's 50 million was like a sharp sword piercing straight into the eyes of those with red eyes.

What kind of financing can make a steady profit of 50 million a year without loss? You can earn that much with just the minimum insurance, not counting dividends.

But at this moment, Rongcheng official Wei spoke up.

Moreover, the official Chengdu Weibo account first forwarded Yuan Zhou’s Weibo post about adding seats, and then sent out a second Weibo post after congratulating him.

[Netizens don’t need to worry about Chef Yuan Zhou’s craftsmanship and craftsmanship, because in just over two years, Chef Yuan Zhou has boosted the GDP of the entire region with just one person. If you have any questions, you are welcome to come to Chengdu to experience it for yourself. Food, beautiful scenery, Chengcheng welcomes you. ]Rongcheng official WeChat account

Nowadays, official micro-blog operations are quite popular. If you look at the Weibo of the Youth League, you will know that anyway, Chengcheng’s official is the small detail of Dezhou, secretly promoting the popularity and advertising for the city.

Of course, this is Yuanzhou who turned Taoxi Road into a check-in attraction. Otherwise, other people, including Chengdu official Weibo, would not take advantage of this popularity.

As soon as the official Weibo account of Chengdu came out, the official WeChat account of the region whose GDP was being boosted also came out to express support.

Rongcheng officials spoke on Weibo, but this matter is not over yet. As the saying goes, if one party is in trouble, all parties will support it.

The official blog of the Kitchen Alliance Headquarters posted a post. This post is relatively straightforward. It first confirmed the work and rest time that netizens questioned, and then said that Yuanzhou has no need to open a branch.

At first glance, this Weibo post was posted under Zhou Shijie's personal guidance, because the whole post is full of praise for Yuan Zhou's cooking skills and attitude.

After such indiscriminate bombardment, the trend on the Internet suddenly reversed.

First there was support from two big guys in the business world, then there was scolding from top painters, then there was the eye-catching 50 million annual salary thing, and then the officials came out to refute the rumors.

This gave netizens a thorough understanding of how good it really is, but I didn’t even explain it, so I asked the Kitchen Federation and the officials to come out.

It's like when a star is said to be a big name, but the star himself doesn't say anything, and the crew and radio and television come to refute the rumor, he really needs to be called daddy.

The rumors of opening a branch were self-defeating, but the trend of leaving messages also went astray.

[After seeing Boss Yuan’s work and rest time, I realized that I was overthinking it. If people have not changed, then the taste has not changed. I look forward to eating Boss Yuan’s food next time I go to Chengdu. ] Oreki Airu

[Boss Yuan is opening a branch. As long as he is an old diner, he will not doubt this. Okay, after talking about business, let’s talk about private matters. Father Wu Yungui, I don’t want 50 million, just give me 10 million. I learned to cook at the age of three, and at the age of five. On the stove, what does a seven-year-old chef know? ] Kiss the moonlight

[Just like Wu Huahua said, eat carrots and worry less. Unlike me, it’s different. I only care about Mr. Wu Yungui. Is your food city still short of chefs? The kind who have obtained certificates and are eager to learn. I am not as powerful as Boss Yuan. I don’t even need 50 million yuan. I only need 5,000 yuan a month. ]Litchi_Q

[emmm... If you want to make money, just agree to the 50 million offered by boss Wu Yungui. With an annual salary of 50 million, who would be willing to work hard every day to open a fly restaurant? Sand sculpture. ]Sinking into your world

After these people posted on Weibo, the comments on Yuanzhou Xiaodian’s official blog basically started a heated discussion around 50 million.

Now no one said that Yuanzhou was going to open a branch, and the netizen on the 18th floor who first raised this question was directly x-on:blocked from commenting on his Weibo.

Yuanzhou Store's official blog posted something like this, while Jiang Changxi's Weibo posted a bunch of messages saying they believed her words, and Ling Hong's post was similar.

On Weibo, Wu Menyan was amazed that he posted more.

The neatest thing is Wu Yungui's Weibo, where people are lining up to call their dad and ask for a job.

Seeing such a reply, friends knew that the turmoil on Weibo was basically over here.

"Branch? It's probably impossible in this life." Wu Hai lowered his head and looked at the quiet door of Yuanzhou's store, holding Rou Duoduo and shaking his head.

On the other side, Jiang Changxi, who was sitting in the office and watching Weibo comments and became quiet, also showed a satisfied smile: "This guy is really a genius.

Always jealous. "

"I wonder if Xiaoqing knows about this, so I can just ask for her Weibo, so that I can help Yuangui clear her name with the same hatred in the future." Ling Hong touched his chin, thinking thoughtfully.

Yes, Ling Hong has known Ruan Xiaoqing for a month since he heard about it, but he hasn't even asked for her personal contact information.

Things happened in such a violent way and passed with admiration for Yuan Zhou. Yuan Zhou could be said to be the first one to refuse a basic salary of 50 million.

But Yuanzhou, who was at the center of the storm, paid no attention to any of this from beginning to end and was quietly sorting out the Cantonese cuisine matters.

Not only Yuan Zhou didn't know, but Ruan Xiaoqing, who was being taken care of by Ling Hong, didn't know either. She should be in the hospital now.

Yes, Ruan Xiaoqing, who had planned not to come to the hospital again until his death, still came to the hospital because of one person.

And this person is Master Qian, the master who invited Ruan Xiaoqing to barbecue.

Things start from last night.

Ruan Xiaoqing finished her meal at Yuanzhou's shop as usual, rejected Ling Hong's offer to take her home, and walked back to the community alone.

The community is half an hour's walk from Taoxi Road in Yuanzhou Shop, and Ruan Xiaoqing, an actuary, arrived at the door of the community in just thirty minutes.

Just when I was about to go in, I was stopped by someone.

"Girl, girl." A gentle and friendly male voice came from behind Ruan Xiaoqing.

"Master Qian?" Ruan Xiaoqing turned around and saw Master Qian's green taxi parked on the side of the gate of the community, and Master Qian had already run over quickly.

"It's me, how are you doing, girl?" Master Qian looked up and down at Ruan Xiaoqing with concern.

Ruan Xiaoqing felt warm in her heart when she saw the worried eyes like an old father's, and said warmly: "I'm fine. I've eaten a lot more recently than before."

"That's good, that's good, as long as you can eat it." Master Qian nodded repeatedly and repeated.

"Yes." Ruan Xiaoqing nodded seriously, and then asked: "Master Qian, what's the matter here?"

"Oh, I just stopped by to take a look." Master Qian said with a smile.

But when Ruan Xiaoqing saw the stalled taxi, how could he not know that Master Qian was specially waiting for him? However, Ruan Xiaoqing did not expose it, but said seriously: "I'm doing well recently, Master Qian, don't worry."

"That's fine. What does the doctor say?" Master Qian asked tentatively when he saw that Ruan Xiaoqing was not shy.

There was no way, although Ruan Xiaoqing repeatedly emphasized that she was fine, Master Qian still remembered Ruan Xiaoqing's calm determination to go to the bridge that night, and couldn't help but ask.

Looking at Master Qian's concerned eyes, Ruan Xiaoqing couldn't lie. He could only tilt his head and said, "I have pancreatic cancer. I don't need to look at it."

"Who said that? Now that medicine is advanced, there is still hope for any disease as long as you are alive. How can you not treat it?" Master Qian immediately said anxiously.

"But this really doesn't exist." Ruan Xiaoqing somehow remembered Ling Hong who had been pestering others recently, and said helplessly.

"Girl, don't be so negative. Don't despair about anything. Where are you now? There is still time. Go and have a look. Maybe it will be better." Master Qian is like an old father, clumsy and serious. said.

Ruan Xiaoqing pursed her lips and said nothing, but Master Qian looked at her with concern and seriousness.

After a while, Ruan Xiaoqing looked at the taxi that had been waiting for her for a long time and had stalled for a long time. She nodded and said, "I'll go tomorrow morning."

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