Chapter 1

When Jiang Qi and Fang Jing returned to the store, Zhou Yuan had not left yet.

This time she didn't sit on the sofa, she sat directly at the front desk.

Those who knew her thought she was Fang Jing's employee, while those who didn't thought she was Jiang Qi's newly hired clerk.

Liu Lan, Qin Can, Jiang Wanwan and Huang Fugui have all finished their classes, only Old John is still in jail upstairs. Huang Fugui is cooking noodles, Liu Lan and Qin Can are arranging side dishes, and Jiang Wanwan is staring at the chicken wings that are about to be cooked in the air fryer.

Although everyone in the restaurant has been eating green vegetable noodles for a long time, no one feels tired of it at all, and the more they eat, the more side dishes they order. At first, there were 3 or 4 basic dishes, then there were 7 or 8 deluxe dishes, and now there are more than 20 kinds of dishes that can fill a table.

Those who knew thought they were eating noodles, while those who didn’t thought it was a kimchi tasting event.

Qin Can was particularly exaggerated today, even bringing salted fish and spicy duck feet from home.

Even Fang Jing was shocked by the scene.

"By the way." Fang Jing suddenly remembered something very important, "Boss Jiang, does your store have a food business license?"

"Of course." Jiang Qi raised his head proudly. He would never operate without a license. He walked to the front desk, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of certificates. "I have all the certificates. They are all here."

These certificates were all obtained by Jiang Bing. Although Jiang Bing did not make a penny from running the store over the years and even lost all his money, he learned how to obtain certificates and he did it very skillfully.

Every time he opens a store, no matter what kind of store it is, Jiang Bing will first apply for all possible certificates.

Fang Jing was shocked again.

Zhou Yuan was concentrating on playing games when she heard a male voice that sounded very much like her boss. She looked up involuntarily and was stunned when she saw Fang Jing's face.

For some reason, she had the feeling of being in the last row of the class playing games at school, and when she turned around, she saw the face of her head teacher staring at her through the small window on the back door.

Zhou Yuan sold out her teammates on the spot and put her phone on the table: "Hello, boss."

Fang Jing nodded. He actually had no impression of Zhou Yuan. If he hadn’t met her yesterday, he wouldn’t have known that there was such an employee in the company.

"Are you here to play?" Fang Jing asked casually.

"No, I'm helping Boss Jiang look after the store." Zhou Yuan said.

If possible, I'd also like to have a bowl of vegetable noodles.

If not, I don't know if I can pay.

Zhou Yuan played an indispensable role in getting Fang Jing's big order so smoothly. Jiang Qi smiled and said, "It just so happens that Boss Fang is coming over to eat noodles together. Zhou Yuan, if you haven't had dinner yet, why don't you stay and eat with us."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Yuan responded positively. Seeing that the dishes were still on the cupboard, she hurried to get them and rinsed them at the same time.

Fang Jing looked at the people on the first floor and suddenly realized a problem.

There didn't seem to be many staff in the store.

The two script-killing shops he visited later each had more than a dozen employees, so when Jiang Qi was discussing the plan with him just now, he subconsciously assumed that Jiang Qi's shop also had so many people and could be responsible for the barbecue competition.

They completely ignored the fact that the Galaxy Script Studio was much smaller than the other two.

"Boss Jiang, how many employees do you have in your store?" Fang Jing asked.

Jiang Qi said: "There are 6 full-time and part-time employees combined, and one more person can be responsible for team building."

Jiang Qi also included Wang Erya.

Fang Jing frowned slightly, he felt that there were not enough people.

Jiang Qi knew what Fang Jing was worried about. In fact, he also knew that there were definitely not enough people. However, Fang Jing had said before that he would send someone in charge to talk to him tomorrow. Jiang Qi planned to bring up the issue of insufficient manpower with the person in charge tomorrow.

"So at that time we may need more people from Boss Fang to do maintenance. The employees in our store will play the main NPCs. We will discuss the specific details tomorrow." Jiang Qi continued.

Fang Jing relaxed his brows and nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Huang Fugui’s noodles are almost out of the pot.

The store was steaming hot, and was filled with the aroma of steam and wheat from the cooked noodles. It was so fragrant that Zhou Yuan, who had just eaten two large bowls of vegetable noodles yesterday, drooled like crazy. She took a few deep breaths, wishing she could inhale all the fragrance into her nose.

Zhou Yuan smacked her lips, feeling that she had already eaten the noodles.

"Boss Jiang, it would be great if you could buy the noodle shop next door. We already sell ice cream, milk tea and grilled sausages, so it wouldn't be bad to add a side business selling noodles. If your shop sells noodles, as long as it doesn't exceed 50 yuan, I will definitely come to eat here, I will come here every day!" Zhou Yuan didn't care that the boss was right next to her and dared to say anything.

Although she is still an ordinary small operation in the company, she is a small operation who has played script-killing games with the boss and senior executives of the company, and a small operation who uses card skills to kill all opponents in the game.

And you will soon become a small operator who has dinner with the boss.

Zhou Yuan felt that this was the peak of her life.

"If we really open a noodle shop, Uncle Huang will be exhausted." Jiang Qi said with a smile.

"Yes, it's quite interesting to open a noodle shop and make a few bowls of noodles for customers during the week and cook dinner for the people in the shop at night. If I really open a noodle shop and become a noodle chef, life will be so boring. Running a noodle shop is not as interesting as being a script-killing DM, where you can meet all kinds of customers every day." Huang Fugui said with a smile.

When he was the 'God of Cooking', he was not bound by the title of God of Cooking to become a real chef. Now that he has become a card character drawn by Jiang Qi, naturally he would not want to be a noodle chef.

Huang Fugui reads books and stays in the store happily every day. It's not that he is used to being cheerful, but he thinks this job is really interesting, more interesting than when he was a country gentleman and a chef.

However, Jiang Qi felt that Huang Fugui said this most likely to fool Fang Jing.

Huang Fugui has experienced several times how he speaks differently to different people.

Zhou Yuan thought it made sense, so she nodded and said nothing.

Fang Jing actually had a new respect for Huang Fugui.

When he was playing the game yesterday, he was curious about why Huang Fugui became the DM.

He is not a person who will fight an unprepared battle. If he wants to appoint people from a script-killing store to be responsible for a part of the team building, he will take the heads of various departments to play it out on the spot.

He had done some homework on script-killing before coming to the store.

The most common word he saw when it came to DM was "generating electricity for love."

The general salary is not high, and workers often have to stay up late, have irregular meals, and have a reversed work and rest schedule. Unless they are store partners, ordinary full-time DMs do not see any development prospects. It seems to be a job that relies on youth.

When he saw Huang Fugui yesterday, he was a little surprised, thinking that what was said on the Internet was a bit exaggerated. DMs are not only young people but also middle-aged people.

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He was even more shocked when he was eating the noodles. He was shocked at how this script-killing shop had the money to order such expensive noodles. When Fang Jing was eating the noodles, he felt that this was truly worth the money.

Vegetable noodles with this flavor and texture, even if there are only a few vegetables and a soft-boiled egg as side dishes, can be sold at a three-digit price in high-end Chinese restaurants and many people are willing to eat it.

For example, he is very willing to do so.

When Fang Jing found out that the vegetable noodles were made by Huang Fugui, he didn't show it on his face, but he was even more surprised in his heart.

With such skills, whether you open your own noodle shop or apply for a job as a pastry chef in a high-end Chinese restaurant, it is more promising than staying as a DM in a small script shop.

How could such a talented noodle chef be so idle?

Now Fang Jing understands Huang Fugui a little.

He just thought that Huang Fugui was a hermit who did whatever he wanted and lived for himself.

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After eating a bowl of noodles, Fang Jing's evaluation of Xinghe script-killing drama went up to a higher level.

It’s like this when eating Huang Fugui’s vegetable noodles: the first time you eat it, it’s amazing; the second time you eat it, it’s amazing too; the third and fourth times are still the same experience. No matter how long you’ve eaten it, even if you’re used to it and tired of it, it’s still amazing, and the more you eat it, the more amazing it is.

Many foods will become boring if you eat them for a long time, but the chef’s vegetable noodles are definitely not one of them.

This is a buffed vegetable noodle dish made by a cooking god from ancient fantasy world. In anime, it glows when you open the lid, and your skin explodes when you eat it.

As a president, Fang Jing naturally couldn't be as idle as the grassroots employees and stay in the script store to help run the store.

After finishing the noodles, Fang Jing said goodbye and left. After Zhou Yuan helped wash the dishes, she suddenly received a call. It seemed that there was some sudden work to do at work, so she also hurried home.

That night, three pairs of customers wanted to play three different games, and they were all determined not to change games. Liu Lan tried his best but still couldn't get enough people, resulting in a rare night without customers in the store.

Since there were no customers, Jiang Qi simply asked everyone to go home early. After the last person to finish work, Old John, finished his jail book at around eight o'clock, the store was closed.

The store closed early so Jiang Qi didn't have to make a special trip to send Jiang Wanwan home. Instead, he took Old John and Huang Fugui to a barbecue restaurant deep in the alley to order some barbecue to take back and have a snack with Wang Erya.

The barbecue restaurant business is very good in the summer, so even if Jiang Qi wants to take the food away, he still has to wait for a while.

The boss generously gave each of the three people a can of ice cola and asked everyone to sit and wait for a while, so the three of them simply sat outside and enjoyed the beauty of a big electric fan.

"Uncle Huang, if there happens to be a noodle shop when I summon you and let you choose between being a DM and being a chef, will you really choose to be a DM?" Jiang Qi asked curiously.

"Of course it depends on which job has better benefits." Huang Fugui said with a smile, "Boss, just listen to what I said just now. I was just saying it casually because I was afraid of being exposed."

Jiang Qi: ...

"Although being a noodle chef is less interesting than being a DM, it's not impossible if the benefits are good. As long as you have time to play with your phone, any job is interesting."

Jiang Qi suspected that what Huang Fugui really wanted to say was that no job was more interesting than playing with a mobile phone, so anything would be fine as long as he could play with a mobile phone.

"At worst, I can just stay awake at night, right, Brother John?"

Old John: ...

Just keep talking about the matter, why do you always cue me?