Chapter 52 (Second Update)

Outside the farm gate, Paopao grabbed the car door tightly and cried like a baby.

"Boss, don't leave me here alone!

"Five ghouls, this is the ghoul nest, wuwuwu...

"I'm timid, I'm afraid, I don't dare, I..."

An Rou was both angry and amused: "With Bao Bao here, why are you afraid? She is the ghost mother. Wang Da, Wang Er, Zhang Da, Zhang Er, and Sun Da are all her offspring.

"Look at you, such a coward! As a boss, how are you going to manage them in the future?"

After the five newly-minted names were spoken, Paopao's expression froze for a moment: "Wang Da... Wang Er?"

An Rou nodded as if it was a matter of course. "Yes, these players' remaining souls have become ghouls. They have no memories, so if we want them to blend in with people without being noticed, we have to give them names."

"But aren't these names a bit too random?"

"Is there?" An Rou thought for a moment. "Then I'll leave it to you. You can call them whatever you want. It's a good opportunity to help them establish their identities during employee training."

There is still training. These new ghouls are all hungry. They are drooling when they look at him!

Paopao pouted and started to cry and beg again.

An Rou simply kicked him out, quickly closed the car door, and walked away with a sentence - "If you want to make money, just do your job!"

The car stopped halfway, An Rou leaned her head against the back of the chair, her pupils dilated.

In the field of vision, a running figure appeared clearly, standing on tiptoe and approaching the bungalow cautiously.

An Rou smiled silently. As for employees, it is still necessary to give them some appropriate push.

However, Paopao's level is only bronze, which is a bit low. I have to find a way to raise his level later. Otherwise, not only will these ghouls be unruly, but when the time comes, even if Paopao needs to step forward as the Chosen One, he won't be able to do so.

She thought of Captain Li and Tang Lang, one a high-level gold master and the other a great god.

You want to get away with hurting her and giving her a hard time? It's not that easy!

But now was not the time for revenge; she needed to test out her planned business model first. Backed by the farm, she relied on the three downstream industries of restaurants, bathhouses, and hair salons for external operations.

If it works, the future of the farm, the sudden abundance of food, and the level of running around will all be secured.

She stepped on the accelerator in high heels and rushed towards Zhongsu Town.

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On the second day after the bun shop reopened, business was still brisk despite the lack of diners seeking red envelopes and taking advantage of the situation. Even as the sun rose higher and breakfast time had long passed, the shop was still packed.

An Rou was a little surprised. She glanced around and found a notice posted at the door: Old store newly opened, 20% off for the whole month.

She walked through the noisy living room and found An Younian in the kitchen. "Dad, why are there discounts today? I said Fuxiang Restaurant is having a month-long discount. Did you hear me wrong?"

The answer was correct. Business was booming from morning till night yesterday, and An Younian was so happy that he extended the discount period.

"Rou Rou, guess how much profit the store made yesterday?" Without waiting for An Rou to answer, An Younian spread out his ten fingers. "One thousand gold! Dad deducted all the costs, and it's a net profit!"

He opened both hands and finally said "one thousand gold", which made An Rou couldn't help laughing.

Fine, as long as he's happy, it's okay to have a long-term discount. From the beginning to the end, An Rou didn't expect the bun shop to make money, even if it lost money, she could afford it.

For An Rou, this is just the place to settle An Younian, the most suitable place, and her father's favorite place.

Of course, once the farm becomes completely independent and self-sufficient, she will still bring An Younian over.

An Younian wiped his hands and asked with concern, "Did you go to Fuxiang yesterday? How was it? Rourou, even if Fuxiang's business isn't doing well, it doesn't matter. Dad is here. The bun shop makes 20,000 to 30,000 gold a month, which should keep Fuxiang afloat for a while. Just take your time and figure it out. Don't worry, okay?"

An Rou suddenly realized, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

The real reason why An Younian extended the 20% discount is here.

As a father, no matter how successful my daughter is or how much money she makes, I subconsciously stand behind her and want to provide for her.

Unfortunately, given the scale of Fuxiang Restaurant, the labor costs of hiring chefs, waiters and managers alone are not something a small bun shop can afford.

However, in order for Fuxiang to turn things around, An Rou really needs An Younian's help.

She weighed the bamboo basket in her hand and said, "Dad, can you spare some time? I want you to help me make a new dish."

"When I have time, of course I have time. I've already made the buns, so I can just steam them. With their help, it's easy." An Younian said, "What kind of dishes are you planning to sell at Fuxiang?"

An Rou didn't answer, but asked, "They?"

Before he finished speaking, a man lifted half of the curtain and walked into the kitchen. An Rou turned around and was stunned.

It turned out to be Sister Hong.

She changed into a simple cotton cheongsam, and instead of her stilettos that clicked when she walked, she wore a pair of black cloth shoes without heels. She also lost her elaborate headdress, and her hair was tied up in a bun, a common style for middle-aged women in games.

The biggest change was definitely Sister Hong's face. No red lips, no eyeshadow, and judging by the way Anrou looked at a woman, she didn't even put on any makeup, looking extremely plain.

However, the system God still favors her. She is less charming without makeup and can hide some wrinkles, but she is still very beautiful.

An Rou frowned: "Why are you here?"

He was also carrying a few empty plates left by other guests.

Qiaojie, the waitress outside, heard the commotion and hurried over to explain to An Rou: "Boss An, I asked Brother An to let my cousin work here. Could you please, for my sake..."

The rest of the words got stuck in her throat. Qiao Jie must have known that her face was worthless to An Rou.

Sister Hong fell to her knees.

"An Rou, Rou Rou, please forgive me, please take me in! I have lost everything, I can't go anywhere... I want to stay here, at least I can see some familiar people every day, and live with my cousin..."

An Rou looked at Qiao Jie, who lowered her head guiltily.

It turned out that Qiaojie couldn't bear the lingering family affection and secretly took in Hongjie who was living on the streets.

Sister Hong took two steps on her knees and tried to grab An Rou's hand, but she dodged it.

An Rou sneered, "Forgive you? My father knelt down and begged you in front of so many people. Did you ever soften your heart? Did you ever show mercy? You unilaterally broke the contract and kicked my father out of the shop. Did you ever care if he had a place to go? If he could find a bed to sleep in at night? When he was beaten by the security guards, you were probably gloating over his misfortune, weren't you?!"

Sister Hong was speechless and burst into tears.

There was no way. The NPC setting of not being able to lie made it impossible for her to deny a single word. After all, what An Rou said was true.

At this time, An Younian hesitated and said, "Rou Rou, forget it, it's all in the past."

"Dad, even you want to plead for her? She doesn't deserve it!"

"After all, she..." An Younian wanted to say that it was because she had watched An Rou grow up, but seeing An Rou's unhappy face, he didn't mention it.

"Anyway, the bun shop is doing great right now, and I can't handle it all by myself. Ah Qiao can't come over to help every day, and I can't leave the hair salon closed forever. Why not just treat her as a helper that Dad has brought in, okay?"

"Why hire someone to find her? Dad, don't you think she's pretty..." An Rou knew she had said something wrong and stopped herself.

Sure enough, An Younian glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He also looked at Qiaojie nervously.

An Rou glanced at her and saw Qiaojie rubbing her hands together, not knowing where to put her feet.

I see.

An Younian was soft-hearted, but he took Hong Jie in mostly out of consideration for Qiao Jie. This calmed An Rou's anger.

She was a person who would never give up until she had revenged herself. After she had her revenge, the other party could go wherever they wanted to. In short, out of sight, out of mind. But then an idea flashed in her mind, and An Rou felt that it was not impossible.

But before she could let go, she had to confirm one thing.

An Rou lowered her eyes, pinched Sister Hong's chin with two fingers, and looked down at her. A beauty is a beauty, even if she is old and looks miserable, she still looks pitiful.

An Rou: "Do you really know you're wrong?"

Sister Hong: "Really, I was wrong. Everything is my own fault. I don't dare blame you or Brother An at all."

An Rou: "Have you ever thought about revenge?"

Sister Hong bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment: "I thought about it, but not now! Rourou, you are rich and powerful, and you know the Destiny Man and the mayor. No matter how much I struggle, I can't get revenge."

Under the premise that she could not lie, her confession shocked An Younian and Qiaojie, and they began to hesitate about taking in Hongjie.

An Rou, on the contrary, smiled faintly: "What about the future? If one day, I am down and out, or you become rich, will you still seek revenge on me and my father?"

This time, Sister Hong hesitated even longer, but the situation was stronger than she thought, so she finally nodded: "No, if that day ever comes, I won't seek revenge on you!"

After hearing these words, An Rou achieved her goal.

Just like forcing Boss Lin to promise not to raise prices, since Sister Hong promised not to seek revenge, there was no need to worry about her stabbing him in the back. To Yu Anrou, Sister Hong was more trustworthy than an ordinary friend.

"Okay, for my dad's sake, I'll forgive you." An Rou said, "However, you won't be working in a bun shop, but a hair salon. Monthly salary... no matter how much dad promised you, it's invalid. I'll only give you one thousand."

She ignored the surprised looks of several people and smiled, "Don't worry about not having enough to eat. In addition to the fixed salary, there are also bonuses. The specific amount and when it will be paid depends on your performance and my mood. If you agree, nod your head."

What a coincidence, what An Rou said was exactly the same as what Hong Jie said when Qiao Jie came to seek refuge with her.

Qiaojie's eyes were complicated, and she secretly lamented the law of cause and effect. She asked, "Boss An, what about me?"

"You're still the hair salon manager... owner... manager," An Rou thought carefully about the common titles of this era and nodded. "Yes, I'll call you manager. Hair salon manager, Sister Hong's boss, reporting directly to me. Come help out until the bun shop finds a clerk, and you'll still get paid."

"How about it, have you thought it through?" An Rou looked at Sister Hong.

"I promise." Sister Hong gritted her teeth and said these three words.

Not to mention the game's special NPC settings, Hong Jie's reaction made An Rou feel as if she were seeing a real person. The resentment, resentment, and fear in her eyes were so real and delicate.

She raised her hand and said, "Go get busy. Until the bun shop finds a clerk, you all stay in the store to help."

After dealing with this unexpected little matter, she should deal with the real business of Fuxiang Restaurant.