The phone number was from home.

"Dad, are you asking me for trouble?" Chen Fan asked with a smile after hearing Chen Jianhua's voice coming from there.

Chen Jianhua said excitedly, "Yes, Xiaofan, our hot pot restaurant has been renovated and can be opened at any time. Your mother and I have several names, and they all feel good. Why don't you give it to the staff? "

"Let me adviser, okay, what are your names?" Chen Fan said with interest.

"Well, listen, there are Chen Ji hot pot, spicy fresh hot pot, and Fan Yu hot pot..." Chen Jianhua said several names in one go. After hearing these names, Chen Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, obviously not very satisfied.

Do you have to add the word hot pot to open a hot pot restaurant?

"Xiaofan, which name do you think does you have a good name?" Chen Jianhua asked excitedly.

No matter which one is average, it has no special features.

Chen Fan, who was quite speechless, narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "Dad, I remember that our hot pot is made of nine-grid pots. Since this is the case, it is simpler and clear. If you want people to have a clear impression in your mind when you hear it, look. How about calling the Chen family's nine-grid grid? The Chen family listens more seriously than Chen Ji."

"The Chen family's nine-grid grid!"

Chen Jianhua, on the other end of the phone, whispered to himself twice, his eyes lit up, he patted his knees and said loudly, "Yes, yes, you are right, just this, the Chen family's nine-grid grid is simple and easy to remember."

Chen Fan thought about it and said, "Dad, since we are going to do business, we have to polish the sign. Let's do this. I'll ask someone to write a deck of the nine-grid characters in the Chen family. Then we will use this character to make the sign."

"Yeah, then you'll have to work hard for this matter. After you get ready, you'll send it back quickly. The home has prepared almost the same thing, just wait for the business to open!" Chen Jianhua said with great anticipation.

"Hi, Dad, our family, why are you polite to me!"

Chen Fan was also happy for them when he saw Chen Jianhua and Wang Guizhi found new goals and fun in life.

He believed that this approach would be fine. As long as the two elders can adhere to quality, provide service in place, and persevere, the Chen family's nine-grid grid will definitely create a new world in the hot pot industry.

"Chen Fan, uncle and aunt really open a hot pot restaurant?" Ye Rou asked curiously.

"Yeah, yeah!"

There was nothing to say with these three people. Chen Fan smiled and began to pack up the folder in front of him, saying casually, "My parents are not young anymore, so I can't always work for others. In addition, my father was injured some time ago, so I thought about letting them open a store, which would be considered as busy with their own business. Of course, my mother has absolutely no choice but to choose from. When the store is opened, please come over and try it out."

"Boss, this is what you said. I must be a big deal."

Hao Jian touched his stomach and said a little aggrievedly, "Belly, you have lost weight after hunger and weight loss during this period. Don't worry, we will be able to eat hot pot soon."

Damn, you actually have the nerve to say that you have lost weight after being hungry?

Chen Fan and others couldn't help but show a speechless expression.

"I want to go back to Fuda, second brother, if you have nothing to do, go with me?" Chen Fan stood up and said.

"Boss, you don't want to find Mr. Wen, right?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm just going to find Mr. Wen. Why don't you guys get together?" Chen Fansai asked Hao Jian with a smile.

"Oh, I suddenly thought that there was something wrong in the Internet cafe that had not been handled well, so I had to deal with it quickly. You said those guys are really good. You have to come to me if you change the change. I will take one step first, you can continue." Hao Jian stood up and walked out without saying a word, and disappeared from the conference room in just a few steps.

Exchange change? Can this reason be a little worse?

When Chen Fan looked at Zhang Yang, he stood up and said seriously, "I'm hungry and I have to go to have a meal. Boss, when I see Mr. Wen, I say hello to me."

After saying that, Zhang Yang disappeared.

"Old Wen? You are talking about the one who lives in the Little Red Building in Fuda, right?" Ye Rou frowned slightly, and after thinking hard in her mind, she suddenly found the feeling and asked.

"Yes, that's that person, Ye Rou, if you're fine..."

Who would have thought that Chen Fan hadn't finished saying this? Ye Rou picked up the folder like oil in the soles of her feet and walked out. She shook her head and said, "Ah, I'll have to interview the new employee later. I can't accompany you. Boss Chen, please do your own thing!"

Chen Fan looked confused.

Which drama do you all sing? Is Mr. Wen as scary as you think? One by one, I don’t want to go down, so I’ll go by myself!

After Chen Fan left the company, the three people who had just walked out of the conference room appeared like magic. Hao Jian looked at Ye Rou and asked curiously, "Sister Xiaorou, let's not go. That's because he is afraid of being scolded by Mr. Wen. Why don't you go? Do you know him?"

"I don't know it, but I've heard of the famous name for a long time."

Ye Rou glared at Hao Jian angrily, and said squintly, "Don't think I don't know what you think. As long as a person like Mr. Wen stays in the Little Red Building, it is the Dinghai Shen Needle, which is our nuclear weapon to regain our growth."

"As far as I am concerned about being educated, I didn't want to humiliate myself. But judging by what you mean, it seems that I have been humiliated?"

"Who said that?" When Hao Jian heard this, his head was raised and his chest was raised, like a rooster with a proud and proud voice, revealing a sense of guilt in his tone.

"A new socialist youth like me, Mr. Wen can only praise me when he sees me. How could he say to me? Let me tell you, in Mr. Wen's heart, my status is much more important than the boss, I..."

"Hello, Mr. Wen!"

At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly bowed respectfully to the front. Seeing his movements, Hao Jian's face turned pale and his body was stiff like a machine, turning his head awkwardly.

"Haha, I'm lying to you!"

Zhang Yang took advantage of Hao Jian's turn, patted his shoulder and left calmly, "Don't do this again next time, Mr. Wen will hear it."

"Ah, big brother, you bastard, you dare to play tricks on me! I want to duel with you!" Hao Jian, who knew that he was being tricked, wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead, stood there and shouted loudly, but what he thought to himself was, I was so scared to death. I was so stupid that I could even believe such words, how could Mr. Wen come to such a place?

Ye Rou shook her head helplessly, left Hao Jian, leaving a sentence, "By the way, isn't your Internet cafe going to hold the first Red Alert Competition in PT District? Hurry up and prepare well, don't make the scene too bad then, and embarrass us Dandelion Technology."

Seeing the two people's backs disappear from their eyes, Hao Jian looked aggrieved.

You know how to bully fat people!

Do fat people have no human rights?

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Chapter completed!