The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 393: Unfeeling and Loyal

"Boss, this is last month's account book."

In the main hall of Hua's house, Zhang San handed an account book to Hua Qingcheng, who was sitting in the upper seat, for review.

"Well, well done! Keep it up!"

Hua Qingcheng flipped through it casually, and then saw her nod with satisfaction, and praised her generously.

After the business of the store was on track, Hua Qingcheng planned to hand over all the affairs of the store to her subordinates and no longer do everything by herself.

"By the way, Boss, I hired an old guard for the shop a few days ago. During the time you were away, some people would come here every now and then to cause trouble, so I thought it would be better to hire two guards to keep things under control."

After taking the account book handed back by Hua Qingcheng, Zhang San explained to Hua Qingcheng about his recruitment.

"Well, it's up to you. But why do you want to recruit an old guard instead of a younger one?" Hua Qingcheng asked in confusion.

Of course, she couldn't go to the store every day to watch over it, so she might as well hire two people as security guards. However, she had to choose a young and strong woman. What would be the point of hiring an old and frail one?

"Boss, you've misunderstood. The guard's surname is Lao, not his age." Zhang San hurriedly explained.

"No matter whether he is old or young, as long as he is skilled in martial arts, diligent and responsible, he is a good bodyguard. You can do whatever you want." Hua Qingcheng waved her hand indifferently.

"Boss, this old guard is absolutely skilled in martial arts. You didn't see it, he just put his hand lightly on the chair, and the chair immediately broke into pieces." Recalling the situation at that time, Zhang San was still shocked.

"So powerful?" Hua Qingcheng became interested after hearing this.

"Absolutely true." Zhang San nodded.

"Did you ask him to compensate for the broken chair?" Hua Qingcheng glanced at Zhang San leisurely.

"Don't worry, boss. Although he doesn't have any money right now, it will be deducted from his next wages." Zhang San wiped the sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly. He had actually forgotten about the monk smashing the chair in front of the shop.

"Well, well done." Hua Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction.

"The boss's old guard has good skills and is serious about his work, but he has a shortcoming." After a slight hesitation, Zhang San spoke again.

"What shortcomings?" Hua Qingcheng asked in confusion.

"The old guard is quite particular about food. He said he doesn't want to be paid, but he has to be well fed."

"For a guard who doesn't want any wages and only wants to have a full stomach, is there such a good thing?" Hua Qingcheng looked at Zhang San suspiciously.

"That's true, boss. But I'm not the kind of person who treats people harshly. After deducting what he eats from his wages, if there is any surplus, I will still give him the wages he deserves. If he eats more than that, I will ask him to work more, or deduct it from his wages for the next month." Xiao San told Hua Qingcheng all his thoughts.

"Well, you're really smart, and you're a good manager. As long as the store is run well, I'll give you a bonus if appropriate." Hua Qingcheng smiled. Having a smart subordinate really saved a lot of trouble.

"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"

At the same time, in the Jinghuayuan snack bar on Caiyun Street in Yunshui Town, Wu Chen, who was dressed in shorts and acting as a guard, sneezed several times.

"Which guy is plotting against me?"

Wu Chen, who was sitting on a chair at the door eating spicy hot pot, touched his shiny bald head and said in a gangster manner.

Ever since Wuchen arrived, business has been even better than before. Some come in curiously to see the monk as a bodyguard, while others simply want to feast their eyes on a handsome man. After all, Mu Lige, who Han Yichen admits is better looking than him, is Mu Lige's cousin, Su Mulichen, who bears a resemblance to him. Naturally, his appearance must be impressive.

"Sister, what do those women want to do when they're queuing outside and not moving, and not coming in to eat or buy anything?"

In Jing Hua Yuan snack bar, Meng Haoling, who was eating hotpot, asked Meng Yuzhen sitting opposite him curiously.

"Silly boy, of course it's for him!" Meng Yuzhen pointed at the bald guard who was sitting at the door eating.

In the past few days, wherever the bald guard is, there will be a group of people surrounding him. However, due to his strong fighting ability, no one dares to act presumptuously. They just line up honestly to buy things or look at handsome men.

Since parting ways with Hua Qingcheng and her group, the Meng siblings came to Fufeng County. On the one hand, they wanted to inquire about Si Lingfeng's whereabouts, and on the other hand, they wanted to come and see the legendary Jing Hua Yuan snacks and learn from them.

They had only been here for over half a month, and the Meng siblings had already tried all the delicacies in the store several times, but they still hadn't figured out how these things were made.

"Old guard, that man and woman are here again." Li Si came to the door and whispered to Wu Chen.

"Have they paid for their meal? Is there any overdue payment?" Wu Chen touched his shiny bald head and said in a gangster tone.

"Not really. They paid the bill promptly after the meal and were very generous with the tips." Li Si shook his head.

"Then why do you care about them? With me here, they can't do anything new. What is there to worry about?" Wu Chen pushed Li Si away impatiently and kept talking to him. The food in the bowl would not taste good if it got cold.

"How can this be possible!"

"This is my son-in-law's shop. I'm her father-in-law. Why do you ask me for money when I come to her shop to eat?"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when everyone was enjoying hotpot, spicy hot pot, or skewers, a man's powerful voice of rebuke suddenly rang out in the lobby of Jinghuayuan Snack Bar.

"What's this uncle's name?"

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