Chapter 1835
My Mr. Song is extremely protective!
Author: The snow of an iceberg MACHINE TRANSLATION
âWhy is there only 100,000 yuan left? â Zhao Jiaming had never been worried about money. When he heard that he only had 100,000 yuan left, he was naturally afraid.
Cui Ming said, âmy young master, you spend money like water. Of the 100,000 yuan, there is still 50,000 yuan left. You canât touch it.
âHave you forgotten that the chef of an Jia restaurant is still waiting for us to give him money? â
âWhen you mentioned the chef, I wanted to ask you the same question. â Zhao Jiaming grabbed Cui Mingâs collar and said, âwe have already bribed the five chefs.
âwhere did we hire the CHEF TO COOK âHave you investigated this? â
Cui Ming shook his head and said, âIâve asked people to investigate, but theyâve blocked the news.
âI havenât found anything, and the waiters are tight-lipped.
âIf they donât talk, I canât do anything about it! â
âDonât you know how to spend money? If 100 yuan isnât enough, then 1,000 yuan. If 1,000 yuan isnât enough, then 10,000 yuan. Someone will eventually talk. â Zhao Jiaming felt that if he could solve the problem with money, why not use money to solve it?
âMy young master, if I really spend 10,000 yuan to buy a piece of news.
You will definitely kill me afterwards. â Cui Ming continued with an aggrieved look, âour funds are limited, do we really have to fight them to the death? â
âYou want to not fight to the death? Then think of a good idea for me. If thereâs no good idea, just do as I tell you. â
âOkay, young master, I will get someone to spread the news now.
The restaurant will officially start from tomorrow. 100 back, 60 coupons.â
Zhao Jiaming only let go of his hand when he heard Cui Ming say this.
Cui Ming immediately ran out after he was put down.
When the young master was angry, he didnât dare to disobey the order.
Anyway, he had tried to persuade him, but the young master didnât listen. In the future, if things became serious, he wouldnât be blamed.
After Cui Ming left, Zhao Jiaming continued to smash two more tables to calm his emotions.
That old Fart of the an family was still lying in the hospital.
An Qingyan, that little girl, usually only knew how to read. How could she have thought of this?
Who Was it Was it giving her advice?
He had made a plan, but after planning for more than half a year, he didnât expect it to fail.
How could he accept this?
If he did not follow the trend and sell like them, his restaurantâs business would definitely suffer.
An family restaurant was a century-old business. It already had a lot of business to begin with, and now with the rebate discount.
Zhao Jiaming simply did not dare to imagine what kind of scene it would be like?
An family restaurant was busy at the moment. The guests did not have a table, so they directly returned home to bring a table and a stool. It was for the sake of participating in the discount promotion.
It was not until two oâclock at night that an family restaurant sent the last table of guests away.
Hong Yu was so tired that she was almost exhausted. It had been a long time since she had cooked like this. She felt that she could not move her hands. She stood at the side and rubbed her hands together, trying to ease the strength of her hands.
Zheng Cheng watched from the side. He was particularly distressed as he went to fetch hot water to wet the towel and gently applied it on it.
âZheng Cheng, itâs been a long time since Iâve been so tired. I almost couldnât get used to it.
âtoday, I donât even know how many dishes Iâve cooked. â
âThereâs a total of 1,850 dishes. Iâve already counted them for you. â Zheng Chengâs heart ached as he said, âyouâre too practical. Why didnât you let someone else cook on the stove?
âCan your body handle it if you do it yourself? â
Hong Yu yawned and explained, âtoday is the first day. In order to be on good terms with them, I can only hold on.
âItâll be fine tomorrow. Iâll let them help with the cooking.
âYou donât have to worry. My Body isnât as weak as it looks. â
âYou! What should I say about you? â Zheng Cheng really couldnât do anything about Hong Yuâs stubborn temper.