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Work Related Chapter 142 What do you want to do?

.The second time he came to crying, the girl Peng was surprised, and the crying words seemed to have something extrapolated! The dark smile on the corner of her mouth was so sincere that Peng Wen had reason to believe that he was a fuss.

Even so, Peng Wen can't say anything. After all, it just opened today. You can't affect the reputation of the hotel because of a small matter, and the other party has not done anything too much.

"If you are not satisfied with your food, we will not charge you money." Zhangwen said with a smile.

The young man shrugged and looked at Peng Wen with a smile: "I believe you will know if it's delicious later." He said that, and sat down.

"Wenwen, what's wrong?" Zhang Kun came to Zhangwen and asked with concern.

Peng Wen shook his head and said nothing, but he felt a little uneasy. Zhang Kun is now at the peak of his life. No gangster in the city doesn't know him, but the young man in front of him seems to be fine. Obviously, they don't take Zhang Kun seriously. Do they don't take Zhang Kun seriously or don't know Zhang Kun in their hearts.

The restaurant opened naturally and had to celebrate it well. Zhang Wen asked Zhang Kun to open a single room on the third floor, and then asked the chef to stew a few crucian carp and make a few seafood dishes.

At the dinner table, Zhangwen and son, Chen Hua and daughter, assistant, Hu Di and camera master Zhang Kun gathered at a table.

"Come on, celebrate our opening and having a drink." Chen Hua picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "I wish our business a prosperous business."

"cheers!"

Everyone present raised their wine glasses.

Chen Hua and Zhang Kun drank white wine, Zhang's father drank beer, and Zhangwen and Hu Di and others drank juice.

"Wenwen, here I wish you to promote ecological fish to the whole country." Hu Die held up a glass of juice and congratulated her with a smile.

Peng Wen smiled, raised the juice and said, "If this is true, then you can eat it in the future." He said, taking a sip of the juice and asked Zhang Kun, "Brother Zhang, how is the situation of ordering today?"

Zhang Kun replied: "Most of them ordered ecological fish, but very few ordered seafood."

Peng Wen nodded thoughtfully. It is winter now. In this winter, most of the people eat hot pot and stew, and very few eat seafood. Just like when I was working in a lobster restaurant in my previous life, the daily turnover in summer is like 5,000, and it would be nice to have 500 in winter.

"Eating fish is just a short process. People want to be fresh. I think that once this freshness is over, people will transfer their realization to seafood. There may not be much improvement before the New Year, but after the New Year, I dare to guarantee the sales, and the sales will definitely compete with ecological fish." Peng Wen had three or four people in the catering industry, so he naturally understood the eating habits of northerners.

"Wenwen, are you comforting me?" Chen Hua looked at Zhangwen with a smile.

Indeed, judging from today's sales situation, the seafood market is not ideal, so Chen Hua is a little confused.

Peng Wen shook his head and said confidently: "Uncle Chen, we might as well make a bet. I said that the sales of seafood after the New Year will definitely compete with ecological fish."

"Oh?" Chen Hua became interested and asked, "What are you betting on?"

Peng Wen scratched the back of his head with a wry smile and said, "If I lose, I will give you two thousand kilograms of ecological fish in vain."

Peng Wen also learned from Chen Hua that this kind of ecological fish in a Guangdong hotel costs no more than 100 yuan per pound. In other words, if Zhang Wen loses, he will give Chen Hua 200,000 yuan.

"Okay!" Chen Hua thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this! Every time I see you, I take a taxi, and transportation is not convenient. If I lose, then I will give you the latest Mercedes-Benz sedan."

"What did you say?" Peng Wen was shocked.

Chen Hua smiled slightly and said lightly: "I'll give you a means of transportation."

"Okay! I'll make this bet for you." Peng Wen said seriously.

Not to mention the local market, even if you don’t know, Peng Wen will make this bet. If you exchange for a new Mercedes-Benz sedan of 200,000 yuan, you will make a big profit. If you lose, you will catch a fish at best. If you win, you will be a Mercedes-Benz!

"What are you talking about?" Zhangfu really didn't know what the two were talking about when they looked at their serious and laughing expressions.

"It's okay!" Zhangwen smiled. Peng Wen and Chen Hua spoke Cantonese when they were alone. So no one else knew what they were talking about.

Chen Hua gestured to the help of the person beside him, and saw his assistant handing a black briefcase to Chen Hua. Chen Hua put the briefcase on his legs. He immediately took out a few red envelopes and said, "We Guangdong people have a habit of sending red envelopes whenever they open the door to do business, so don't refuse any of you, unless you don't want to cooperate with me and handed them to Mr. Peng.

"Brother Chen, this is not good! How can you give us money before you start making money!" said Mr. Peng.

Chen Hua smiled and shook his head, saying, "This is the habit of us Guangdong people, so don't refuse, otherwise I will be angry."

Peng Wen whispered in Zhangfu's ear: "Dad, just take it! Uncle Chen will be really angry if he doesn't take it." Peng Wen understands this habit of Guangdong people, after all, his boss in his previous life was also Guangdong.

Mr. Peng was reluctant to take Chen Hua's red envelope.

Chen Hua handed Zhang Kun another red envelope and said: Xiao Zhang, Wenwen can't stay in the hotel all the time, so the hotel is handed over to you. I believe Wenwen's vision, don't let us down."

Zhang Kun glanced at Zhangwen, and felt moved in his heart. It was Peng Wen who gave me the second chance. Just imagine! When I was in the society, I was pregnant with the one who wanted to think about it. I was really hard. But since I met Peng Wen, a child who was only ten years old, Zhang Kun's fate has undergone earth-shaking changes. Even Zhang Kun himself could not believe this change, but Peng Wen did it.

Zhang Kun is grateful to Zhangwen. What he is grateful to him is not to find a new way out for himself, but to thank Peng Wen for his own trust.

"Uncle Chen, don't worry! I will definitely not let you down the expectations of Uncle Zhang and Wenwen." Zhang Kun stood up and said firmly.

Chen Hua waved his hand with a smile, then handed the two red envelopes to the butterfly and the camera master, and said with a smile: "The person who sees you has a share, this is yours."

"Is this ours?" Hu Di asked in surprise.

Chen Hua nodded with a smile: "It is also a habit for us Guangdong people to see each other."

Hu Die smiled and immediately took the red envelope and sighed: "It would be great if every interview would be like this. Not only are there some foods, but there are also red envelopes to get."

Chen Hua looked at Zhangwen with malicious intentions and said, "There are too few red envelopes prepared, there is no more you."

Peng Wen smiled and said, "If I guess correctly, you Guangdong people don't look at the number of people when preparing red envelopes. They usually prepare a lot. This also symbolizes that they have a wide range of connections. I don't believe that you will forget even the most basic point."

Chen Hua laughed loudly and said to Peng's father: "Zhangda, your son is extraordinary! I would have such a son."

He was so happy when he heard others praise his son Peng's father, and he said jokingly: "Then let Wenwen recognize you as his godfather."

At this moment, Chen Linlin, who had been silent, spoke. Chen Linlin slapped the table with a small hand and muttered, "No!"

Chen Hua was stunned and asked, "Linlin, why can't it be?"

Chen Linlin said dissatisfiedly: "If Brother Wen recognizes you as his godfather, what will I do in the future?"

"If Wenwen recognizes me as his godfather, then he will be your godfather in the future. Wouldn't that be good?" Chen Hua asked back.

"No, I plan to marry Brother Wen when I grow up. As you said, it will be messed up." Chen Linlin muttered with a blushing face.

Hearing this, Zhangwen, who was drinking juice, choked and turned around instinctively spurted out the juice in his mouth.

"Cough cough cough!" Peng Wen's face turned red and coughed, feeling so depressed! Why did Chen Linlin think about marrying herself when she grows up?

"Brother Wen, are you okay?" Chen Linlin took two napkins and came to Peng Wen with concern.

Peng Wen wiped the juice from his mouth and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, I'm choking."

Chen Hua laughed, got up with a red envelope and came to Zhangwen, saying, "This is for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Shen." Peng Wen took the red envelope and said with a smile.

Chen Hua touched Peng Wen's head and immediately answered in the seat.

After Chen Hua returned, Chen Linlin quietly lay in Peng Wen's ear and said, "Brother Wen, do you know how much money is in your red envelope?"

Peng Wen was confused and shook his head to express his ignorance.

Chen Linlin whispered: "Eighty-eight years, 888."

"What?" Zhangwen's face suddenly changed. There were so many red envelopes, but it was different! The red envelopes looked very flat and light, not like they had a lot of money! It seemed that they were not as much as others.

Chen Linlin saw Peng Wen’s confusion and explained quietly: “They are cash in them. You are a passbook in them.”

Peng Wen smiled bitterly, the treatment is different!

"Come on, we have a good deal and we have done the second one." Chen Hua raised his wine glass and shouted.

Just as everyone raised their glasses, the door in the room was pushed open suddenly. A waitress ran in panic and shouted, "Manager, it's not good. A guest below is drunk and causing trouble."

Zhang Kun stood up and smiled and said, "Uncle Chen and Uncle Peng, you eat first, I'll go downstairs and take a look." He said that and walked out.

Speaking of which, when the waiter broke in and said something was causing trouble, Chen Hua's face became very ugly. Guangdong people liked a festive celebration. What they most taboo is that someone made trouble on the day of opening. How could Chen Hua not be angry now if there was causing trouble?

"Uncle Chen, you guys sit for a while, I'll give up and see what's going on." Peng Wen stood up and walked downstairs.

Peng Wen knew very well that the person who caused trouble was probably the young man before.

When I just arrived at the corner of the second floor, I heard yelling and scolding from the first floor and the sound of falling plates was heard.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Your boss said that it doesn't taste good, so I said it doesn't taste good. What's wrong? Why do you ask us for money? Do you have no credibility in business? Ask your boss to come out." A young man shouted drunk on the first floor.

Peng Wen came to the first floor and saw a mess all over the ground, with some crushed vegetable plates and vegetable juices sprinkled all over the floor. Several young men were sitting on the table smoking cigarettes, and it seemed that they were drinking a lot.

The customers who came to eat beside them were hiding far away, for fear of being affected.

Seeing this scene, Peng Wen felt angry and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?" (To be continued)

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