Qin Zi'an transmigrated to a parallel world and became a singer who was immensely popular nationwide, but he was blacklisted by a soulless company for three years.
He wanted to terminate ...
Seeing the mala tang owner's bewildered expression, Qin Zian nodded unexpectedly.
Not only that, he also looked at the deputy director next to him and asked for his advice.
"Director Fu, don't you think it's much better now?"
"Is it... much better?" Director Fu asked incredulously.
"certainly!"
Upon hearing Qin Zi'an's unhesitating answer, Director Fu's expression became even more astonished.
The hot pot owner's smile right now is uglier than crying.
Even Director Fu didn't know what Qin Zi'an meant by "much better".
"Xiao Qin, I think this is a bit like... forcing a smile. Instead of providing this kind of smiling service, you should focus on making good products."
Qin Zian completely disregarded the suggestion made by the bureau chief.
Not only that, Qin Zian also turned on his phone's camera and took a picture of the hot pot owner's smile.
Then, Qin Zi'an showed the photos to Director Fu.
Seeing that forced smile, Director Fu was even more bewildered.
"Director Fu, don't you think this has the potential to become a viral meme?"
It wasn't until Qin Zi'an had put it this way that Director Fu belatedly realized what was happening...
Qin Zi'an wasn't trying to provide smiling service at all; he clearly wanted to mess with the hot pot restaurant owner.
Before Director Fu could comment, Qin Zi'an showed him a beautiful photo of the hot pot restaurant owner.
"Boss, your smile is already very good. If you could smile a little brighter, it would be even better."
Upon hearing Qin Zian's words, the hot pot restaurant owner felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.
Is it easy for him every day?
They can't even keep up with the demand for mala tang (spicy hot pot), and now they want to implement this "smiling service" thing.
Qin Zi'an even considered turning his photo into an emoji.
It's no exaggeration to say that the hot pot owner's anger was already at the top of his lungs, about to burst out.
But in the end, the hot pot owner clenched his fist and forced himself to swallow it.
After all, businessmen can't outmaneuver high-ranking officials.
Moreover, Qin Zi'an had no ill intentions; he simply wanted to make their spicy hot pot even more popular and bring Tianshui's cultural tourism to the public eye.
Thinking of this, the hot pot owner took a deep breath and then smiled again.
Although you could tell the hot pot owner's expression was still a bit strained, it was much better than before.
"Boss, your smile is already pretty good. If you can improve a little bit every day, it will be perfect. I don't know if you know any restaurant owners in our Harbin Cultural Tourism area. There was an old man who became famous for his smile."
"Their food is absolutely authentic, but the old man has one problem: he always has a cold face, as if someone owes him millions. Later, I talked to him and found out that it was because his teeth were decayed, which is why he didn't like to smile."
“I took him to the hospital that day and got his teeth fixed. After that, the old man was so happy, and his business was booming. Even now that the tourism boom in Harbin has subsided, his restaurant is still packed.”
After Qin Zi'an recounted the story of the old man from Bingcheng, Director Fu understood the situation.
This kid... he's targeting me!
It's just getting dentures, right?
In order for Tianshui's cultural tourism industry to break through the encirclement, this amount of money is nothing.
But soon, Director Fu realized that the hot pot owner's teeth were perfectly intact.
People who don't like to laugh might actually be just naturally not fond of laughing.
Director Fu coughed lightly and looked at the hot pot owner with a smile.
"Boss, although our Tianshui Culture and Tourism Bureau can't compare to the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau in terms of financial resources, we can still meet these basic needs."
"If you encounter any problems in your life or work, just tell us. The sooner we resolve the issues, the more focused you can be on running this store well, right?"
Looking at the two smiling leaders in front of him, the hot pot owner was truly impressed.
He's so exhausted he's practically dead, and all he wants to do is close the shop and rest.
Obviously, they would not agree.
Moreover, many friends from other places are on their way.
No matter what, the Malatang (spicy hot pot) owner will stick to his post and will never let them leave empty-handed.
Once again, the mala tang owner smiled.
"Gentlemen, I have no problems that need to be resolved. If there's nothing else, I'll go back and make some spicy hot pot."
After receiving permission, the hot pot owner quickly returned to the kitchen and began skillfully preparing the hot pot.
Everything was the same as before, and all the work was proceeding smoothly.
The only difference is that the Malatang owner seems to be 'possessed'.
His facial muscles would twitch every now and then, followed by a forced smile.
If someone didn't know better, they might think the hot pot restaurant owner was possessed by something, or had become a puppet.
Just as the mala tang (spicy hot pot) owner was getting into the swing of things and almost forgot to smile...
Suddenly, Qin Zian's large face appeared in front of him.
"Boss, remember to smile!"
Qin Zian's sudden reminder startled the hot pot owner, who nearly dropped the hot pot in his hand.
Thankfully, the hot pot owner had a solid foundation, otherwise he would have been scared out of his wits by Qin Zi'an.
The hot pot owner closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then engaged his facial muscles.
And so, a perfect 'forced smile' appeared before everyone.
Seeing the smile appear, Qin Zian nodded in satisfaction.
After a brief exchange, Qin Zian and Director Fu returned to their car.
As the vehicle drove past the Malatang restaurant, the owner seemed to have been prepared, giving them a standard 'forced smile'.
It's no exaggeration to say that just looking at him made Director Fu feel a chill down his spine.
"Xiao Qin, are you sure this trick will really work? Will tourists be more interested in eating mala tang after seeing this smile, instead of wanting to go to another restaurant?"
"Director Fu, this shows your distrust of netizens." Qin Zian shook his head and said with a smile, "They're so perverted, they just insist on having this! If the hot pot owner was already happy, they wouldn't be willing to go."
"Xiao Qin, what you're saying... is way too exaggerated."