Chapter 505 What a Shabby Shop

When Mr. Qin asked this question, the store became quiet for a moment.

Fang Heng is the kind of person who doesn't get surprised. The more times he comes here, the more he sees people who are skeptical at first but are finally conquered by the wine. After all, he used to be one of these people.

As for the family, I was irritated and looked at the cherry shrimp wall-view door, waiting to drink, and didn't want to talk.

Julie and the director, who came together, of course hoped that Yuan Zhou would give a positive answer. Even if they didn't believe it in their hearts, having confidence was much better than having no information. The main thing was to make Mr. Qin believe it.

Yin Ya, on the other hand, looked at Yuan Zhou with confidence and believed it very much.

"Of course, Shen Min will take the people up." Yuan Zhouyun nodded lightly, and then naturally ordered Shen Min to take the people away.

"That's it?" Mr. Qin became even more dissatisfied, feeling that Yuan Zhou's attitude was too perfunctory.

In the eyes of a dissatisfied person, one can naturally pick out a hundred kinds of dissatisfaction, and Yuan Zhou will naturally not explain it.

"It's okay, Mr. Qin, let's go up first, the place here is small." Julie comforted her in time.

"It's really small, but this door is pretty good." Mr. Qin watched Shen Min open the door and complimented him.

"Indeed, this door is quite unique." The director laughed and agreed.

"Guys, please follow me." Shen Min stood in front and began to lead the way.

"It turns out it's business." Seeing this situation, Fang Heng understood Yin Ya's intention of requesting the transfer of wine.

Several people followed Shen Min and filed in. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the red crab apples hanging on the branches, which looked beautiful.

Ahead is a winding path, with low palace lanterns painted with lotus patterns illuminating the path. On both sides are some flowers of this season, the truth is blooming.

"The environment is a bit wild." Mr. Qin said objectively, looking at the small yard.

"Yes, you still need an environment to drink." The director seemed to understand.

"That's true, but it's too small." Mr. Qin was still not satisfied.

"That's true, it's a bit too small." The director, who wasn't much, just agreed in a low voice.

"The drinking place is on the second floor." Yin Ya pointed to the green bamboo forest upstairs.

"Oh?" Mr. Qin looked at the lush bamboo exterior wall, nodded flatly, and his reaction was not enthusiastic.

With Mr. Qin’s knowledge, he would naturally not think that the bamboo forest in Yuanzhou was so great.

It didn't take long for the group to reach the first floor and started to go upstairs under the leadership of Shen Min. At this time, Yin Ya took the opportunity to tell the director and secretary-general Julie the rules of Yuanzhou's store.

"Director, Secretary-General, we only provide three bottles of wine every day, one bottle only has four taels, and only one cup. The side dishes are only fried spicy peppers and alcoholic peanuts. There is nothing else and we will not provide it." Yin Ya first provided the amount of wine in one breath. and food.

"Assistant Yin, you are so incompetent. Such a small amount of food is too shabby. Go ask the boss to prepare more. Even if it doesn't taste good, there must be enough!" Julie frowned and reprimanded directly.

Julie is Yin Ya's direct supervisor, so it is normal to reprimand her like this.

"That's right, for the money issue, you ask the boss to issue an invoice and then go to the finance department for reimbursement." The director was also very dissatisfied this time, and his tone became even more impatient.

When he thought about it, Yin Ya, who was good at making decisions, invited Mr. Qin to such a poor place. She had already neglected her duty. He almost fired her directly. But now she told him that she didn't have enough food or wine. This was no longer a dereliction of duty. To sum it up, it was just toying with them.

"Director, Secretary-General, although this is a small shop, the rules are very strict and will not change depending on who it is, so the fact that there are only four taels of wine will not change. I asked the owner of Fang's Tavern to help with the food and drinks. "Yin Ya listened carefully to the reprimand before opening her mouth to explain.

"Director, I also asked the waiter here to prepare a cup for you personally." Yin Ya paused before finishing.

"Assistant Yin, this is just a small shop. Since you arranged it, there must be enough wine." Julie looked at Yin Ya sternly.

"Sorry, I can do everything else, but I can't do this." Yin Ya refused directly without being polite.

This is really very incompetent in Julie's eyes, because in her opinion, Yin Ya can't do it without even taking the exam.

"Chu Xiao, you know, the youngest Michelin star in history eats here and has a close relationship with the boss here. Many of the people who eat here are rich, but they don't let the boss break his rules." Yin Ya continued.

"You Chu Xiao?" The director has heard of this name. After all, he once wanted to invite people to dinner when he went to overseas branches, but was told that he would not be able to make reservations for the next three years.

"Yes." Yin Ya nodded seriously.

"Okay, let's try it first." The director gave up half of his mind and decided to try it first. At this time, everyone also walked up to the second floor.

"Director, what I'm telling you is, don't drink too much while you're drinking with me. There's only four taels in that pot." Yin Ya looked a little embarrassed, but still said firmly.

"I'm not a drunkard." The director said angrily.

This time Yin Ya was speechless, only Julie turned her head and glared at her.

As for the director being slapped in the face by his own words, let’s not mention it for now.

"Why are there no matching stools here?" Mr. Qin originally thought that the environment was a bit wild, but when he lowered his head, he saw that the simple stone tables and benches were not matching. Each table had only one stool, like the one they were sitting on. There are three plastic benches that are not matching.

"Sir, each stone table here is equipped with only one chair." Shen Min stepped forward to explain.

"Then it would be impossible for one more person to stand." Mr. Qin said directly dissatisfied.

"Of course not, guests can bring their own bench." Shen Min said seriously.

"When I come to your place to drink, I have to bring my own chairs. How about I bring my own dishes?" Mr. Qin said sarcastically.

"Of course, this is also possible." Shen Min nodded without hesitation.

Now Mr. Qin laughed angrily, walked up to the chair without saying anything.

"I'd like to see what the wine in your store is made of, it's so cool." Mr. Qin snorted coldly.

The director and Julie beside him were embarrassed for a while, but not much. They could only secretly express their anger towards Yin Yafa. Of course, they also cursed Yuan Zhou in their hearts. Who made him hold it in his mouth like this? He only had one stool.

But Shen Min didn't answer, and just started to serve the wine.

When Mr. Qin was at the table, Shen Min said, "Sister Yin, do you want some food or drinks?"

"I want both." Yin Ya nodded immediately.

"Okay, bring it over right away." Shen Min nodded and waited for Yin Ya to pay before taking out the drunken peanuts and fried spicy seeds from the counter.

After serving the dishes, Shen Min stopped caring, returned to his seat, and started preparing to do his homework.

"What kind of shabby shop is this? The waiter is still doing his homework?" Mr. Qin looked at the small pot of wine on the table, the two cups, one of which was obviously not matching, and some simple porcelain bowls with appetizers, and finally endured it. I couldn't help but get angry.

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