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Shen Xiangnan said casually: "If you don't want to work, just go back to the countryside and take care of the baby. Mom will be happy if she comes to work in the city."

Jia Yuemei was so angry at her husband's straight speech that she raised her hand and punched him twice.

"You are just a pig-headed person. There must be someone in charge of this restaurant. My little sister doesn't give the managerial position to me, one of my own, but instead wants to provoke outsiders. Is she guarding against me?"

Shen Xiangnan scratched his head, "It's possible."

Jia Yuemei almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

No matter how dissatisfied Jia Yuemei felt, she only dared to complain in front of Shen Xiangnan, but did not dare to actually make trouble in front of Shen Mingzhu.

She was afraid that Shen Mingzhu would drive her back to the countryside in his anger.

……

late at night.

Pei Yang glanced at the time on the clock on the dressing table, put the book in his hand on the bedside table, then got up and came to the crib.

After bending down to check his daughter's diaper, he put on some clothes and tiptoed out of the room.

Shen Mingzhu was lying in front of the desk writing furiously, not even noticing that there was someone standing next to him.

It was only when she finished writing a paragraph and stopped to rub her sore arms that she touched the man's leg and realized what she was doing.

"Why did you come up?"

"You've been writing all night and you haven't finished yet?" Pei Yang asked, looking at her notebook.

Shen Mingzhu counted the outlines listed in the draft book, "Only half of them have been written."

There are no computers these days, and typewriters are too expensive, so I can only write by hand.

After writing all night, my shoulders hurt, my wrists were so sore that I couldn't even hold the pen.

uncomfortable.

Pei Yang picked up the pen cap and closed her pen, saying: "It's too late, go to bed and do it tomorrow."

Shen Mingzhu shook his head, "I have an appointment with someone to do makeup tomorrow, so I don't have time."

Hearing this, Pei Yang couldn't help but look at her with a look of helplessness, "Do you have to make yourself so tired? What's the use of making more money if your body is damaged?"

Shen Mingzhu looked up at him, her tone a little pitiful and coquettish.

"I don't do this just to make money. Opening a food factory and making private dishes are all my favorite fields."

In fact, during this period, Pei Yang felt dissatisfied and aggrieved.

Human energy and time have limits.

Shen Mingzhu devoted most of his energy and time to work, and gave the remaining small amount to his son and daughter. It was inevitable that he would be neglected by her husband Pei Yang.

The last time the two were intimate was a month ago.

But at this moment, seeing his wife's sharp chin that had lost weight due to overwork, and the soft eyes looking at him, all the unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly, leaving only heartache and softness.

He bent down and kissed Shen Mingzhu on the lips, and said warmly: "You tell me, and I will write it for you."

Shen Mingzhu was happy, "Thank you, husband."

Pei Yang unscrewed the cap of the pen and squinted at her, "You just thanked me with your mouth?"

Shen Mingzhu held her chin and spoke slowly, "You don't like your mouth, then forget it."

Pei Yang was stunned for three seconds before finally understanding what she meant. He didn't say anything for a long time.

"Write quickly, don't be in a daze. Assessment standards and scoring rules..."

It wasn't until Shen Mingzhu urged him that he started recording with his pen.

Before he finished writing the first word, Pei Yang put down the pen, picked up Shen Mingzhu and headed downstairs.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Mingzhu hugged his neck tightly for fear of falling.

"Thank you first and then get down to business, lest you default on your debt."

Shen Mingzhu's face heated up, she buried her head in his arms, and said in a shy tone, "I'm joking with you."

"I'm not kidding you."

thump.

Shen Mingzhu accidentally hit her head on the door frame and couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb your son."

Shen Mingzhu scolded, "You hit my head!"

Pei Yang used a free hand to rub the area where she was hit, and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you later."

"I don't want it." "If you really don't want it, then don't ask me for it."

"I'm not asking you."

The couple went downstairs while flirting.

The door to Pei Ziheng's room opened silently.

After standing in the corridor and staring at the direction of the stairs for two seconds, he turned around and went to the study, closed the doors and windows, and turned off the lights.

……

in the guest room.

After finishing, the couple hugged each other and fell asleep, and the unfinished work in the study was directly forgotten.

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

……

When she arrived at the factory the next day, Shen Mingzhu asked Shen Hongmei to give her the job application form for the past two days.

Knowing that Shen Mingzhu was recruiting for a private restaurant, Shen Hongmei pulled out one of the job application forms.

"This is Lao Zhu's second sister. She used to work as a foreman in a state-owned hotel. In the first half of the year, the hotel was restructured and she was forced to lay off her job. She wants to apply for a reserve store manager position in a food factory."

Judging from the other party's work resume, he is simply a ready candidate for foreman.

However, it is not easy to convince the other party to work in a restaurant in the suburbs.

When she saw Julie in person, Shen Mingzhu was very satisfied.

She has straight eyebrows, a cheerful personality, and a sense of competence in her body. At first glance, she is a woman who can handle tasks.

Sure enough, when Julie heard that she was going to work in a newly opened private restaurant in a deserted suburb, she refused without even thinking about it.

"Sorry, Mr. Shen, I still want to work in the city. After all, there are elderly and children to take care of at home."

Shen Mingzhu smiled, "I understand, but I still want to invite you to the restaurant to have a look. After seeing it, no matter what choice you make, I respect it."

So Julie took her scooter out of the city.

Shen Mingzhu took Julie to visit the entire restaurant and briefly talked about the planning and development for the next three years.

"Julie, you are a talent. Whether it is a food factory or a restaurant, the door will be open for you. The former is stability, while the latter is adventure."

"Choose the reserve store manager position, and you will be one of the store managers of Mingzhu Restaurant in three years. Choose a restaurant, and you may be the general manager of Shenji Catering Company in three years."

After listening to the pie painted by Shen Mingzhu, Julie was no longer calm.

……

In a blink of an eye, the one-week pre-job training is over.

In the assessment conducted by Shen Mingzhu himself, Julie was the only employee who received full marks.

There is no suspense, Julie became the foreman of the restaurant.

Both Peng Ling and Ma Xiaoping were convinced that Julie was the leader. After all, Julie did have the ability and strength.

But Jia Yuemei was very unhappy. When she was in the dormitory at night, she couldn't help complaining to Shen Xiangnan, feeling that Shen Mingzhu was unreasonable.

But Shen Xiangnan advised her to be content, "You work here and earn 50 yuan a month, and food and accommodation are included. What else do you want for a bicycle?"

Generally, the salary of waiters in restaurants is not so high. However, Shen Mingzhu specifically offered a high base salary because the location of the restaurant was too remote and it was difficult to recruit talents.

……

With everything ready, Shen Mingzhu held the second tasting party.

In order to avoid the chaos last time, Shen Mingzhu only invited a group of diners this time and confirmed the tables in advance.

High-quality dishes, coupled with excellent service, have earned Shen Ji Private Restaurant a lot of praise.

On the day the tasting session ended, thirteen tables were reserved.

Ning Yuan booked seven tables by himself.

Because he heard from Shen Mingzhu that the menu was not repeated every day from Monday to Sunday, and he was eager to have a full meal.

The day after the tasting meeting is the official opening of the restaurant.

Although there were only four tables of customers on the first day, the profit was not low.

"Manager Zhu, how much did we sell today?"

After get off work in the evening, no one left, but waited for Julie to settle accounts.

As soon as the abacus in Julie's hand stopped, Jia Yuemei couldn't wait to ask. (End of chapter)