Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 211 Xiao Jun asks for help
Ling Yue shook her head with a smile, and asked Wang Zhaoyang solemnly: "Zhaoyang, do you think when is the best time for our building to open?"

Wang Zhaoyang frowned: "Now this place is much more lively than before, but our current decoration has not kept up."

Ling Yue thinks so.

Wang Zhaoyang is right, this building is only covered with tiles on the exterior walls, and the interior is only installed on the lower three floors.

The first and second floors are intended to be a hotel, and even the design is heading in this direction.

Starting from the third floor, each floor has eighteen rooms.

The room is not too much, but it is definitely a lot less.

Compared with the average small hotel, they have more rooms on this floor than their entire building.

"Didn't I tell you about the decoration a long time ago? We will install it when we have money. Now the pressure of decoration is too great."

The main body was repaired for 40 yuan, and the floor of the first and second floors was made of [-] cm white tiles, which cost relatively little money.

The decoration on the third floor was too expensive, and the average decoration of a room was more than 300 yuan.

Coupled with other equipment, such as carpets, furniture, etc., it is not unknown, it is really shocking.

A room is only 25 square meters, and Ling Yue has decorated it according to the hotel style of later generations, so that guests can go to the toilet without leaving the room, and the shower system...

All in all, the average cost of a room has reached more than 540 yuan.

Eighteen rooms cost almost 1 yuan.

"Okay, what about the first floor?"

Wang Zhaoyang sat down beside her, "If we open a restaurant, will the first floor be too big?"

Ling Yue pursed her lips, "You can't count that way, my original idea was not to receive individual customers."

Ling Yue explained: "My original idea was to focus on a 'banquet', such as a school entrance banquet, wedding banquet, birthday banquet, etc. As for individual guests, they are not within the scope of my reception for the time being."

"You are stupid," Wang Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and poked her on the forehead, "We are close to the station, if the business of individual passengers is good, how can we do it?"

"What good idea do you have?"

"No idea, but I have an idea."

Wang Zhaoyang said, "We can separate two rooms for the business of individual customers, and the other eight rooms are dedicated to the banquets you mentioned, how about it?"

Ling Yue thought about it for a while, "What you said is correct. The store we just opened is definitely not comparable to the state-run restaurant. Then do as you said, and first come out two doors apart to specialize in cooking and breakfast. "

"It's just that we have to recruit more people."

Especially the chef.

The success of a restaurant depends entirely on the skill of the chef.

If the food cooked by the chef is not to everyone's taste, no matter how luxurious her decoration is, it is simply unrealistic.

"Then recruit."

Seeing that Wang Zhaoyang agreed, Ling Yue suddenly wanted to recall what Huang Guixiang said to her today.

"By the way, Sister Huang said she wanted to borrow a few thousand yuan from us for emergencies. Do you think we can borrow it?"

Ling Yue has always been in charge of the money. In the past, Ling Yue didn't bother to discuss with Wang Zhaoyang when he borrowed tens or hundreds of dollars.

But this time was different. Huang Guixiang wanted to buy a house, and she was more open about it. Ling Yue had to discuss it with Wang Zhaoyang.

"What is she borrowing money for?"

"She said she wanted to buy a building, and she was still a few thousand yuan short."

Wang Zhaoyang said in surprise: "This is a good thing, of course I have to borrow it."

Ling Yue said shyly, "She wants to borrow 8000 yuan."

Wang Zhaoyang was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong: "What, 8000 yuan?"

"Yes." Ling Yue glanced at him carefully, "I agree."

Wang Zhaoyang said helplessly, "You asked me what to do even after you agreed?"

Ling Yue pursed her lips: "I just want to ask for your opinion. If you say borrow it, then I will lend it to her. If you say no, then I will not borrow it."

"Let's borrow it. How much money do we have after lending them the money?"

Ling Yue choked, and shook her head silently: "It's not much, the cash in my hand is only thirteen thousand, I haven't moved this money, I plan to wait until the hotel opens to purchase."

If the income from opening a restaurant is good, the money will be earned back soon.

If the income is not very good, it can only be wasted.

There may even be a need to draw money from clothing stores to fill the holes.

In the end Wang Zhaoyang said: "Since you agreed to Sister Huang, let's lend it to her."

Ling Yue has already agreed if he doesn't agree, and besides, buying a house is a great joy, so he must support them.

The house was built, and then Ling Yue had to look for a chef everywhere.

Early the next morning, Ling Yue posted a recruitment notice at the door.

But the strange thing is that her recruitment notice was posted for two or three days, and not many people applied for it.

As a last resort, she had to move a small table, and made a vertical recruitment notice board to recruit people in the station square.

Soon, someone came to apply.

Seeing the other party with a big belly, she said that she was here to apply for the position of chef, Ling Yue was also unambiguous, and straight to the point made a small request, she wanted to try dishes.

Opening a restaurant is fundamentally different from opening a clothing store.

Although the clothing store is recruiting waiters, it is actually a salesperson.

After a brief training, or taking them for a few days, they can officially start their jobs.

Chefs are different.

She had to learn the other party's craftsmanship before she could decide whether to use the other party.

The fat man also agreed happily.

The two came to Ling Changqing's apartment to try the dishes together.

But after trying the dishes, Ling Yue suddenly lost his mind.

This middle-aged man with a big belly made a lot of hype, but in fact, he didn't even know how to flip a spoon.

Ling Yue also gave the other party a lot of face, but said euphemistically that he asked him to leave a phone number, and wait until she was full to recruit people before talking about other things.

Just as Ling Yue was busy with the restaurant's recruitment, Xiao Jun suddenly came to him.

Seeing him coming, Ling Yue asked him unexpectedly: "Salesman Xiao, why did you come to me today?"

Xiao Jun stayed in the No. [-] factory for a year, and brought back the No. [-] factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy with his own efforts.

When Ling Yue asked him this, he immediately said with aggrieved voice: "Sister, can you do me a favor and persuade Director Wu?"

Ling Yue looked at him suspiciously: "What happened to you?"

Xiao Jun said: "Yes, two days ago a foreigner came to our factory to recommend a new type of electric sewing machine. I liked it, but Director Wu stubbornly disagreed."

Ling Yue was even more surprised—it turned out that as early as [-], there were electric sewing machines in the Kai Dynasty.

"This is a good thing, why do you have such an expression?"

"Director Wu refuses to take it. He said that it is the peak season in our factory, and if we can't deliver on time, we'll all be left with nothing to eat."

"okay, I get it."

Ling Yue understood what he meant. He wanted to persuade Wang Zhaoyang to replace all the footcolor sewing machines in the factory with electric sewing machines.

(End of this chapter)