"Uncle Zhou! I came out after lunch!"

"Come on, Wang Han, let me introduce you to you. This is my nephew, Zhou Yan!"

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

After saying hello, Wang Han smiled politely at Zhou Zhenghe: "Uncle Zhou, can you avoid it? I want to talk to my future boss about the treatment issue. I think the audio store next door seems to have opened..."

Zhou Zhenghe smiled and left Zhou Yan with a meaningful look before going out: Big nephew, please take care of yourself...

After Zhou Zhenghe walked away, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief and showed a polite smile to the beautiful lady opposite him: "Looking at your expression, I seem to be not satisfied with the shop?"

"You can't say you're not satisfied," the young lady said with a serious face, "It just feels unsatisfactory. Actually, if you want to make money, you just need a stall. There is no need to rent a store. Not only do you need a business license, but you also have to pay taxes..."

Zhou Yan was confused: "The business license has been issued. I originally planned to set up a stall, but it happened to be cloudy, so I got the business license."

“…”

Wang Han was a little speechless, thought for a while, and said, "There is another point, you are a chef, and you should also know that there is a difference between fast food and stir-frying!"

I don’t believe in our strength!

Zhou Yan stood up and went straight to the stove: "Let's do this, I'll cook a few dishes first, let's have lunch together, and then you'll make a decision."

The young lady emphasized again: "I have had lunch!"

Zhou Yan turned around and glanced at the young lady's belly and smiled slightly: "Beauty, my hearing is far beyond your imagination!"

After saying that, Zhou Yan shook his head and got up and went into the kitchen, leaving behind an embarrassing young lady, blushing and embarrassed to look up...

Less than twenty minutes later, the steaming four dishes and one soup was released, and Zhou Zhenghe, who was rushed to the next door, came back while smelling the aroma of the food, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he was blocked by Zhou Yan again.

"Uncle, the two next door probably didn't eat either. Go and call!"

Four home-cooked dishes, two meat dishes: the vegetables are fried with vegetables, mushrooms, rapeseed, garlic, oil and wheat, while the two meat dishes are sweet and sour tenderloin and braised hairtail.

The remaining soup is the most common seafood dumpling soup in coastal cities.

Although they are all home-cooked dishes, they tightly caught everyone's eyes as soon as they were on the dinner table, and the green leafy vegetables and the bright red fish and meat complement each other.

What makes people even more mouth-watering is the smell emitted by the dish: no need to look at it, just based on the taste, everyone can smell the ingredients used in the four dishes...

After lunch, the "interview" continues.

Miss Wang Han changed her attitude before lunch and stared at Zhou Yan with a smile, as if she had discovered something.

This scared Zhou Yan: this is not like the look that a serious lady should have.

When I saw Zhou Yan, I kept shrinking back, put away the smile on my face, and said seriously: "For this lunch, I plan to spend two months with you first."

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Where is the salary?"

Wang Han smiled slightly and hugged his hands in front of his chest: "I am competent for accountants, waiters, handymen, etc. As for salary, you can just give it to me, but I have to take care of it!"

"Brother, settle the score clearly," Zhou Yan concluded in his mind, "One thousand five!"

"I said, Zhou Yan, don't..."

"The profit of selling breakfast this morning was about 300 yuan!"

Wang Han then breathed a sigh of relief: "The store you bought is the audio and video store next door. The store size is enough, it is just decoration..."

"Boss, we'll only work for two months, just fool it a little!"

Two days later, Wang Han realized what a foolish decoration is...

The old couple in the audio and video store cleared the warehouse and sold them very successfully. All the magazines, tapes and CDs in the store were sold. Seeing that Zhou Yan had invited several meals, the boss and his wife left him a few display stands.

With a new store, the tables are placed to entertain customers, and the old store continues to serve as the kitchen. However, in order to facilitate the delivery of dishes, the partition wall between the stores needs to be opened.

Although Zhou Yan himself won’t smash the wall, he doesn’t prevent him from asking for help: his uncle Zhou Zhenghe’s construction site is full of all-rounders in the construction industry.

The price Zhou Yan paid was that he asked his uncle to invite two technical masters on the construction site to have a meal.

Only one night later, the two stores were integrated, and Zhou Yan didn't even have to buy paint and paint for decoration: the two masters who worked were all handled by the agents, and these two were just "borrowing flowers to offer Buddha" and took them from the construction site.

As for decorative decoration, it is even simpler.

The ceiling does not need to be changed.

"I think the ceiling-style fence frame of the audio-visual store is good!"

When Wang Han heard his boss's statement, he was a little speechless and glanced at the white wall around him: "The walls are in a cool tone, and the style does not match Chinese food!"

“This is simple!”

Zhou Yan took out a sticker with imitation wood pattern from the cabinet under the bar.

"Where is the window?"

Zhou Yan found a utility knife and a steel ruler from the bar and cut it from the sticker roll: "Anti-style wooden window!"

Wang Han was completely speechless: "Do you still have a wooden plaque?"

"Too……"

Just when Wang Han thought Grandet would have a heavy bleeding, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhou Yan's face.

"This one can be there!"

In the afternoon, when the two went to the fritters market to purchase old tables and chairs, Zhou Yan grinded for a long time and asked the store to build an old door panel that was more than two meters long and half a meter wide.

Wang Han thought Zhou Yan suddenly became enlightened.

But next, Zhou Yan's approach subverted Wang Han's views...

Zhou Yan ran to the construction site with the wooden boards and spent a box of flowers to ask the carpenter to help clean the door panels.

Looking at the old door panel that already looked like a few plaques, Wang Han suddenly felt an unknown premonition: This stingy guy doesn't want to...

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In the end, things were not beyond Wang Han's expectations.

After returning to the store, Zhou Yan dipped his paint brush in ink and wrote a few big words on the surface of the wooden board: Zhou Ji Xiaoguan.

After finishing writing, after the ink was dry, Zhou Yan picked up the chisel and carving knife borrowed from the construction site and carved it "bangbangbang".

In less than an hour, a quaint and charming plaque was released.

"Zhou Yan, I didn't expect you to be like this again!"

"Carving is a chef's basic skill!" Zhou Yan was slightly proud, and reached out to pick up the alcohol blowtorch at his hand, lit the fire, and roasted the surface of the plaque.

After baking, the plaque has a "hundred-year-old" fireworks smell, and it will be even more intimidating to apply some red paint.

"That..." Wang Han glanced at the store door, "This thing doesn't seem to match the roller shutter door!"

"Sister, you're thinking too much," Zhou Yan turned around and looked directly above the counter, "This thing is in the store. If you put it outside, I'm afraid I'll lose it!"

The next day, a "superior and smart" store was filled with Zhou Yan's "inspiration" and the Zhouji restaurant with a bit of ancient style was newly released.

Based on the principle of thrift and thrift, Zhou Yan did not even miss the remaining wood for making the plaque. He borrowed the carpenter tools from the construction site and made all six inches long and three inches wide brands with the name of the dish written on it and hung it on the wall to serve as a menu for ordering dishes on the day for the store to "flip the brand".

Although he participated in the "decoration" process of the store throughout the whole process, after the decoration was completed, Wang Han still felt a sense of accomplishment when he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar arrangements in the store.

Of course, I’m still a little curious: How did a prospective college student come up with such a decoration plan?

"Zhou Yan..."

Zhou Yan naturally knew what the young lady was asking, and smiled slightly: "Don't you think this decoration style looks familiar?"

"Impossible?"

"Boss, have you never read the martial arts legend?"

Wang Han then woke up like a dream: "I'll just say..."

***The author has something to say***

To reiterate, the accountant and the waiter are different things!
Chapter completed!