The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 124 Standing in hell and looking at heaven, I was busy before (55)

Liao's restaurant, a very inconspicuous small shop, about ten square meters.

Including the back kitchen, cash register and four or five countertops.

Fan Bingbing, who went back and forth, revisited the old place, feeling emotional, and couldn't help doubting his original vision.

Why did you choose this dirty and messy restaurant for your first job?

This vision is really too bad.

In comparison, Wu Yuan's two facades, even if the inside is empty, are comparable to heaven.

As soon as Fan Bingbing appeared, the only two tables of male guests in the room glanced over one after another.

After all, the face value is here, and the person is young, which is very eye-catching in itself.

However, when they found the big men behind Fan Bingbing, they immediately looked away, as well-behaved as kindergarten children.

When the proprietress behind the bar saw Fan Bingbing appearing, she blurted out swear words.

"Smelly shameless, you still know how to come back..."

When she spoke the second half of the sentence, her voice was already low, because she found four men standing behind Fan Bingbing.

In particular, one of them was 1.9 meters tall and almost came in through the door frame.

"The head of the house!" The proprietress uttered a shrill cry.

Liao Jun, the owner and chef, rushed out with a kitchen knife.

But when he saw the combination of the tall man and the bearded man, he was immediately frightened into silence.

It wasn't until the backside was stabbed by the proprietress that it hurt, and then he asked sternly, "What do you want to do?"

Dao grinned on Tuesday, "What else can I do in this shabby shop of yours? Eat!"

Liao Jun immediately nodded and bowed: "Those guys, please sit down, and order whatever you want."

As soon as everyone sat down, Zhao Baojun blew on the table and said, "Boss, is your table licked by dogs? It's oily, and you don't let people eat?"

Liao Jun was a little dumbfounded.

Does it start bit by bit?

On Tuesday Dao shouted again: "Why are you standing still, the proprietress, why don't you come over and clean it up?"

The proprietress immediately ran over and wiped vigorously.

During this period, Zhao Baojun ordered six hot dishes, one soup, and a pot of rice.

Liao Jun felt relieved and was about to go into the back kitchen to do it.

In the end, Zhou Tui slapped his forehead and warned: "I'm ugly. If your food is not clean at all, don't blame me and sue you at the industry and commerce."

"No, no."

See this formation.

The guests who wanted to eat at the door turned around and left.

Even the people at the original two tables ate half-full, hurriedly checked out and left.

In the end, only Ma Mingjun and his table were left in the shop.

Zhu Liubiao glanced at the wine bottle behind the bar, and asked quietly, "Brothers, do we want to open a bottle of wine?"

Zhao Baojun immediately denied it: "Master has said that drinking is not allowed."

Ma Mingjun echoed: "That's right, business matters."

Soon, six dishes and one soup were served one after another.

Everyone was in a turmoil, and they ate so fast.

After all, I was really hungry after working all day.

On the contrary, Fan Bingbing, who knew the situation in the back kitchen, did not eat much except for shaving half a bowl of rice.

Liao Jun and his mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief seeing the situation.

Dare to really come to eat.

That's fine.

Big deal, free of charge for this meal.

As a result, the meal that was made in more than half an hour was finished in less than ten minutes.

However, after eating, people did not leave.

He didn't mention the settlement or pay the bill, just lit a cigarette and sat there.

Anyone who dares to enter the house at the door will be stared back by them.

Smoking and smoking, Tuesday Dao asked Ma Mingjun to put Hua Zi away, and shouted at the proprietress: "Madam proprietress, take out your best cigarettes."

The proprietress said tremblingly, "Our family doesn't sell cigarettes."

Liao Jun couldn't hold back any longer: "Gentlemen, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Baojun raised his eyebrows, "Boss Liao can really pretend to be confused, why don't we go to the police station and talk about it?"

Liao Jun fell to his knees with a plop, and slapped left and right according to his fat face.

"Xiao Fan, Ms. Fan, I'm the one with the guts, I'm the one with the lard. Just forgive me this time, and I won't dare to do it again!"

Everyone looked at Fan Bingbing.

Fan Bingbing's depression was swept away.

Other than that, there isn't much pleasure to be had.

Instead, Ma Mingjun knocked on the table and said the key point: "What about the salary? What about the mental damage fee?"

The proprietress immediately poured out all the banknotes in the counter.

Zhao Baojun clicked, and there were a total of more than 583 yuan, of which 83 yuan were pushed out, leaving 500 yuan.

Because Wu Yuan explained that it can't exceed five hundred at most.

Fan Bingbing took only 200 yuan out of the 500 yuan, and said while taking it back: "This 100 yuan is the salary I deserve, and this 100 yuan is the mental damage fee."

Zhao Baojun stood up: "It's cheap for you, let's go!"

On Tuesday, the knife blew on his beard: "Dare to bully us Beigang people in the future!"

Watching the five people leave, Liao Jun sat down on the ground, unaware that his head was being whipped and scolded by the woman.

This is the front of Tenda Company.

Seeing Fan Bingbing and his group go back and forth, all bearded and tailed, Fifth Master Qiao finally let out a sigh of relief.

Wu Yuan greeted senior brother Zhai Di to close the door and go back to Siping Road.

Looking back, I saw that Fan Bingbing gave him all the 200 yuan he begged for.

Wu Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Why, I owe you this hard-earned money?"

Fan Bingbing waved his hands again and again: "That's not what I mean, I just want to buy cigarettes for the masters."

Wu Yuan pouted: "You ask them who wants it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Fan Bingbing was moved in his heart, and mist appeared in his eyes again.

Then I heard Wu Yuan say: "Okay, put it away. What's the point of asking you to make this trip? Just one thing, we Beigang people are out, we must unite as one."

"Master is right!"

"The boss is right!"

on the way back.

Wu Yuan asked Fan Bingbing: "Do you have a place to live?"

Fan Bingbing shook her head straight: "The place where I lived before was kicked out because I didn't have wages to pay the rent."

Zhao Baojun continued, "I knew I would have rented an extra house today."

Unexpectedly, he was yelled at by the master: "Take a break, the girls are from every family, can they live in the same place as the elders?"

Zhao Baojun didn't dare to be stubborn.

Fan Bingbing nodded again and again: "Boss, I can do it. I can endure any hardship."

"That won't work either!" Wu Yuan had planned for a long time ago: "Our company has to recruit people soon, and the female employees who can't be recruited all sleep on the concrete floor. Besides, the residence here is temporary. Wait until you have free hands , then the standard of accommodation has to be improved.”

Fifth Master Qiao disagreed and said, "Xiaoyuan, as the old saying goes, ten thousand rooms in Guangsha only sleep on three feet of couch. Gentlemen, it is enough to have a place to sleep, there is no need to be particular about it."

Wu Yuan insisted: "Fifth Master, we decorate the client's house like a palace hotel, but we sleep like a pigsty. Is this appropriate? Not appropriate."

Fan Bingbing saw the opportunity and said: "Boss, leave this to me. Make sure to spend the least amount of money to create a good rest environment for everyone."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

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