"Senate, take a look, our secretariat is almost flooded with invitations from all the companies."
Fu Yusun came to Zuo Mengeng to complain.
When Zuo Menggen came back this time, the most excited people were not those from Zhuangzi, but the major families in Linqing.
Of course Zuo Mengeng knew what the reason was.
Anyway, the internal affairs are almost settled, and it’s time to plan for a larger industry.
"It's too much trouble for each family. In this way, you can give them a unified reply and make an appointment to discuss things together. What about the place? Has a new restaurant opened?"
"It's open, business is pretty good, and many people are trying new things."
Before the expedition, in order to promote tomatoes, corn, potatoes, peppers and other Western crops, Zuo Menggeng and Qu Shiqi discussed and built a new style restaurant using the open space at Chaoguan Wharf.
Because it is all decorated with glass, it complements the main store of Fuyao Group and becomes a scene in Qiaoguan.
This restaurant not only sells traditional dishes, but also develops new crops.
With Zuo Menggeng’s guidance, the new dishes made are quite good.
Everyone who has eaten there has a certain understanding of the new crops, which is tantamount to a disguised form of propaganda.
But when he heard that Zuo Mengeng planned to arrange the banquet there, Fu Yusun was a little hesitant.
"Have a seat, that restaurant is not expensive, I'm afraid..."
The subtext is that if the restaurant is not upscale enough, it will lose Zuo Mengeng’s face.
Zuo Mengeng heard it, but didn't take it seriously at all.
"That's our own restaurant. There's no charge for food and drink. Going to other people's restaurants is a huge expense."
Hearing this, Fu Yusun couldn't help but grinned bitterly.
For this young leader, the most puzzling thing for the people below is why he can be so frugal?
Obviously his background was not too bad, but he was also a playboy when he was young. Why did he act like an ascetic after joining the army?
Zuo Menggeng's frugality has reached a level that is eye-catching.
The food and accommodation are at the same level as those of ordinary soldiers, and nothing special is done. There is no need for anyone to serve you, and you have to take care of yourself every day.
The official assistants are all men, and they have to be soldiers. There are not even maids.
The clothes they usually wear, except for official uniforms on some occasions, are all military uniforms. Mixed in a group of soldiers, it is almost impossible to identify them without looking at their military rank.
He, the leader, is like this, and the people below him have no choice but to imitate his example. No officer in the entire army dares to be special.
If you can drink some wine and eat some food to go with the food, it's a very good small stove. You can only do it occasionally and don't dare to make a big deal about it.
Everyone said in private discussions that this is a leader with great perseverance, and he is also a leader who is bound to succeed.
Following such people makes everyone feel at ease.
What Zuo Menggeng dislikes the most is vanity.
In his opinion, banquets are just for talking things over. If Chinese people were not used to talking about things at the wine table, he would not even do this.
Three days later, Chaoguan Pier, Xinsheng Hotel.
Xinsheng Hotel is the name of the restaurant, given by Zuo Mengeng.
From the public's point of view, it is not considered good, it feels very simple.
The prices of the dishes in the restaurant are indeed very affordable, and ordinary people can afford them.
Zuo Menggeng chose this name to imply that Linqing is a place of new life, and that Western crops have been reborn on the land of China.
However, this restaurant, which does not seem to be upscale enough, is still the subject of discussion among Linqing people.
Just because the service model here is completely different from traditional restaurants.
There...is a waitress here.
Of course, there are still male waiters in the public hall in front.
People like to call the store waiter, but after coming here a few times, they habitually change their name to waiter.
Only those who go to the back box to have a banquet can get the service of the waitress.
Of course, it's not a special service.
But after all, when drinking and having fun, it is a pleasing thing to have beautiful women serving you.
The most talked-about thing is that the costumes of the shopkeeper (manager), waiter (waiter) and cook (chef) in Xinsheng Hotel are all unique.
Everyone here wears uniform standard work clothes.
As for the origin, you don’t have to think about it, it was naturally made by a quilt factory.
In short, the professionalism of the service has made Xinsheng Hotel full of gimmicks, and has always attracted people to come here to spend money. Business has been good for more than half a year, not only can it be responsible for its own profits and losses, but it can also turn over profits to Zhuangzi.
Chen Zhi has already discussed with Zuo Mengeng whether to open a branch.
Who says the ancients didn’t understand chain stores?
"Hey, second from the left, you showed off your power on the battlefield and became famous all over the world, but I wasted my time here writing papers. I think back to those days, when you and I were brothers together, we could defeat all the invincible opponents in Linqing. It was such a good time like that.
People miss it."
Looking at Zhang Haogu's sighing virtue, Zuo Mengeng's head was filled with black lines.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Zhang Haogu burst into tears and his whole face collapsed.
"Brother, please find someone to take care of it. I'm really tired! Do you know how long it's been since I went to Chunxiang Tower? I've almost forgotten what it's like to be a woman!"
Zuo Mengeng took a deep breath and pointed at him for a long time before two words came out of his mouth.
"Kuchiki."
He had promised Zhang Zonghuan that he would take care of this brother. Therefore, after the Fuyao Group was established, Zuo Mengeng asked Zhang Haogu to help manage and control it, which could be regarded as arranging something for him.
Who would have thought that it had only been one year and this guy couldn't stand it anymore.
After being scolded, Zhang Haogu still felt that he was wronged.
"You can't blame me for this! I think I am a general, so I should work with you to make contributions on the battlefield. But you insist on me taking care of this shabby factory. Faced with numbers and reports all day long, my head is spinning.
Humph, if I were in the army, then Amin would be killed by me."
Zuo Mengeng pouted, he really didn't know what to say to this guy who couldn't carry his own goods.
Zhang Haogu didn't give up and asked: "Second left, how many rounds did you fight with that Amin? They all said that Amin was eight feet tall and eight feet in waist, and he was brave enough to be worthy of all men. What's the matter?
You have to fight three hundred rounds, right?”
Before Zuo Mengeng could do anything, Liu Yiyuan burst into laughter.
"Don't listen to the nonsense outside. When we were beaten, we didn't see where Amin was at all. It was only later that the people below dragged Amin's body over, that we knew what he looked like."
Zhang Haogu was greatly surprised.
"It shouldn't be. The storyteller said that when two armies are fighting, the generals must first fight in front of the formation to determine the winner, and then they can cover up the attack."
Huang Zongxi couldn't stand it anymore and scolded: "Which storyteller knows how to fight? I guess they are all like you, thinking that just shaking the cattail leaf fan can wipe out the enemy's army, right?"
Looking at Huang Zongxi's broken arm, Zhang Haogu did not dare to refute and could not help but shrink his head.
Liu Yiyuan suddenly said: "My family is here."
When everyone looked around, they saw a handsome and elegant young man walking towards Shi Shiran from a distance, followed by a book boy.
Looking at that, he looks more like a scholar rushing for exams.
Liu Yiyuan came over and pulled the person in front of everyone.
"This is my family uncle Liuji Liu Zijian."
Everyone knows that Liu Yiyuan has such an uncle, but because he has been studying abroad, this is the first time he saw him today.
Zuo Mengeng didn't dare to be negligent, so he held his hand as a courtesy.
"Brother Zijian is glad to have returned from his studies."
Liu Ji hasn't responded yet, and Liu Yiyuan is unhappy.
"Zuo Zhongheng, what do you mean?"
When Zuo Mengeng looked over, he said angrily: "This is my clan uncle, and you actually call him brother?"
Zuo Mengeng understood, smiled calmly, and didn't care.
"What else do I care about? You see, Brother Zijian and I are similar in age, so of course we should be considered brothers. Don't be angry. From now on, you call him uncle and I call him brother. We can talk about our own affairs.
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A group of people around him couldn't hold back their laughter and had strange expressions on their faces.
Liu Ji couldn't help but smile.
"Each one talks about it? Hahaha, Zuo Shenzuo is a wonderful person."
Only Liu Yiyuan stamped his feet in depression.
"I thought you, Zuozhong Hengda, hold great power and should be equally majestic. I didn't expect you are also narrow-minded and unworthy of a human being."
Of course Zuo Mengeng was joking, so he quickly comforted him.
"The things we have to do are already very tiring. If we are still so serious in our daily life, sooner or later the string will break. Just kidding, liven up the atmosphere."
Huang Zongxi thought this was a good statement, so he immediately stepped forward and clasped his fists at Liu Ji.
"Huang Taichong has met brother Zijian."
It’s hard to be naughty when traveling around.
"Zhou Sigui met brother Zijian."
When Zhang Haogu saw this, he also planned to imitate him. He suddenly met Liu Yiyuan's murderous gaze and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"Why are you causing trouble for me?"
Suddenly he saw someone walking in the distance from the corner of his eye. He straightened his chest and raised his head, becoming fearless.
"Zhang Jianzhi has met brother Zijian."
Just when Liu Yiyuan was about to raise his fist, he quickly shouted into the distance.