The counterattack begins with Fan Shengmei in Ode to Joy

Chapter 292 Six Little Gentlemen
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the waiter of Jishantang was closing the door and going up.

Zhuang Ziqiang stood smoking at the door of Jishantang, and Zhou Bingkun was talking to him about the test situation of "Ma La Tang" in Jishantang in recent days.

"Brother, everyone's response is generally very good. It feels like Sichuan cuisine, but it is very suitable for the tastes of our people. One dish has vegetables, meat and soup. After eating, many customers said that they want another dish. We have limited supply here, so we didn’t promise them.”

Zhuang Ziqiang kept the burnt cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the sole of his shoe.

"That's right. Kun'er, do you have a job around you or a friend whose job is not going well for you to recommend to me? I will hire someone after a while."

"What request? How many people?"

"In good health, you can cook and settle accounts."

"Brother, can I ask you why you recruit people?"

Zhou Bingkun knew that Zhuang Ziqiang’s recruiting must be for Malatang. Zhuang Ziqiang spent more than 1000 yuan on the development of Malatang, but he couldn’t open a restaurant just relying on Malatang. What to do?
"Make a few food trucks, find a few people to sell Malatang in the downtown area."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"Gone?"

Zhou Bingkun was greatly surprised. Zhuang Ziqiang's idea was beyond his expectation, but it was reasonable.

Set up a stall!
It seems that there is no technical content, mainly because it is not good-looking.

Zhuang Ziqiang patted him on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you set up a stall or open a shop, as long as you can make money."

Zhou Bingkun hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Zhuang Ziqiang said to Zhou Bingkun again: "That's right, Kun'er. You can mention it to Shao Jingwen later, I plan to put my business under your Jishantang's name temporarily."

"In our name?"

"Yes. I'm self-employed, so it's inconvenient in every way. In the future, I will pay a fixed monthly fee under your name, and all the recipes and dishes used in the processing of dishes will be paid separately from the resources of your Jishantang.

This can be regarded as generating income for you Jishantang, what do you think? "

Zhou Bingkun thought about it, this is something that is good for both of them.

Now he can be half of the family of Jishantang, nodded and said: "No problem, I will tell him later."

Three days later, in the Fun Zone, optical film.

Zhuang Ziqiang came to Zhou's house on a bicycle. At this time, a group of people gathered in Zhou's house.

After Zhuang Ziqiang entered the house, he first greeted Zhou Bingkun's mother, "Auntie!"

"Hey, self-improvement is here!"

Zhou's mother is a kind-hearted old lady. She suffered from cerebral hemorrhage in 76, and then miraculously recovered under the care of her daughter-in-law Zheng Juan. fine.

"Brother Ziqiang, let me introduce you. I have grown up a few people. Cao Debao, Xiao Guoqing, and Sun Chanchao. These are Debao's daughter-in-law Qiao Chunyan, National Day daughter-in-law Wu Qian, and Chaochao's daughter-in-law Yu Hong."

Zhuang Ziqiang knew that these people were Zhou Bingkun's friends after watching the TV series. In addition to the four men present, there were also Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang who were studying in college.

In [-], because of his brother-in-law Feng Huacheng, Zhou Bingkun was imprisoned for more than half a year. It was these people in front of him and Zheng Juan who supported the Zhou family.

Regardless of what these people became later, at least at this time, these people are shining with the brilliance of "good people" and "good friends".

"Hello everyone!"

Zhuang Ziqiang greeted everyone, and then everyone sat down.

Zhou Bingkun explained: "Brother Ziqiang, in fact, I originally wanted Wu Qian and my Juan'er to work at your place. They were curious and wanted to come and see..."

Zhuang Ziqiang waved his hand, "It's okay, you are all Bingkun's friends, and we are not outsiders."

Everyone smiled kindly, and Zhuang Ziqiang continued to introduce: "I want to start a small business by myself and buy a snack called Malatang. I want to recruit a few people to set up stalls in several fixed places in Jichun City. It is estimated that Kun'er has already told you about this."

"Let me talk about it in detail. The production process of Mala Tang is very simple. As long as I provide the materials here, the work is very simple when the stall is actually cooked. It is to cook the vegetables, then serve them with soup base and adjust the seasoning. up.

For the time being, I want to recruit five people here. The conditions Bingkun should have told you are that they are in good health, can settle accounts, and can order simple cooking skills.

In terms of salary, there are two modes.The first one is that I am the boss, and the stall is paid by the day, at one yuan and fifty cents per day.The second is sharing. Everyone is the boss. I am responsible for the cars that go out of the stall. You all buy the soup base and ingredients from me. I want [-]% of the profit. "

After Zhuang Ziqiang's brief introduction, someone has already started to settle accounts in their hearts.

One yuan and five yuan a day, and a month's full day, that is 45 yuan, which is higher than many people's wages.

After Wu Qian calculated the account in her mind, her eyes lit up. This is 20 yuan more than her working as a waiter in a state-run restaurant.

Zhou Bingkun asked, "Wu Qian, what do you think?"

Wu Qian nodded, "Of course."

Zhou Bingkun showed a smile on his face, "Brother, Wu Qian used to be a waiter in a state-owned restaurant. Now their unit is optimizing the combination and recruiting a lot of young waiters. As for these old waiters, they either buy out their working years or go to the back kitchen. As a small worker, the money is less and the work is more tiring."

"If Wu Qian is willing to follow me, of course I welcome it. By the way, is your Zheng Juan coming too?" Zhuang Ziqiang asked.

"Isn't Nan Nan also going to school? My mother is recovering well now, so Juan'er is thinking about finding some work."

"Then come together. I can't guarantee anything else, at least we can't make them earn less than working."

Zhou Bingkun laughed honestly, "Well then, I can rest assured that you will follow Brother Ziqiang."

Regardless of the large number of people who came today, including Zhou Bingkun and his wife, there were a total of eight people, but Zheng Juan and Wu Qian were the ones who really needed work.

Cao Debao is now the workshop director of the soy sauce factory. The profit of the factory is sluggish, but he is the leader of the factory.

Both Qiao Chunyan and Yu Hong did pedicures in public baths.

Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing ate and waited to die at the Hongxing Firewood Factory.

It can be said that, except for Zhou Bingkun, a self-employed individual who has broken away from the system, all of them are not doing well.

"OK, then this matter is settled. I still need a few people here, and I will trouble you to go back and help me promote more, and recruit three more people."

"That's fine."

Everyone patted their chests and promised.

Today tens of millions of educated youths gather together to return to the city from the countryside, and the most indispensable thing in the city is people looking for work.

Although Zhuang Ziqiang is a self-employed business, there are still people who rush to do it, not to mention the salary he provides here is not bad.

(End of this chapter)