Chapter 103 Xu San Nian! From now on, you'll drive your own car! ...
After taking over the hotel's new media accounts, Wen Yue immediately ordered a batch of auxiliary equipment online, aptly stating, "A skilled craftsman must first have the right tools."
On Wednesday, An Fusheng took his driving test, and the restaurant was closed for the day. However, the test went smoothly, and An Fusheng went home before noon. So, Wen Yue directed An Fusheng to rearrange the kitchen for the rest of the day.
All the clutter was removed or put away in the cabinets, and the items left outside were arranged by color and type. The old lights were also replaced with brighter ones. And you know what? The kitchen is still the same kitchen, but it feels completely different.
Wen Yue held up her phone so that An Fusheng and Xu Sannian could look at the kitchen through the camera lens. "Doesn't it look much better now?"
An Fusheng and Xu Sannian nodded vigorously.
An Fusheng: "Like a kitchen on TV."
Wen Yue raised her chin slightly, "This is exactly the feeling I wanted."
The restaurant currently has a WeChat official account and a short video account. In the past two days, Wen Yue has been working on a plan for the operation of the two accounts.
"For WeChat official accounts, people are more used to reading text and pictures, so we'll focus on pushing tutorials, combining popular topics such as the four seasons, dietary supplements, and weight loss to push recipes for representative dishes. The frequency of WeChat official account posts doesn't need to be too high; the current plan is to push three posts a week. As for short videos, since we run a restaurant, I think we can film our daily work, such as buying groceries, cooking, and packing, so that diners can see that we put our heart into every dish we make. The short video push mechanism requires frequent updates, so it's best to post one video a day. Of course, it's okay to occasionally skip an update."
Wen Yue distributed the still-warm printed plan to An Fusheng and Xu Sannian: "For now, we'll operate these two platforms. We'll operate the other platform accounts for a while, and then evaluate whether to open them based on the data."
An Fusheng and Xu Sannian nodded repeatedly: "You have the final say."
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The filming props Wen Yue bought haven't arrived yet, but An Fusheng's driver's license has.
With a driver's license, you can buy a tricycle!
From the moment he had the idea of buying a tricycle, An Fusheng looked at vehicles everywhere. In his spare time, he would compare performance, price, and user reviews online. Every day when he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, if he saw someone driving a tricycle or passed by a shop selling tricycles, he would talk to them and touch them. His preliminary research was even more thorough than that of companies developing new markets.
Xu Sannian thought he was going to buy a really nice car, but when he asked, An Fusheng said that he had agreed on a second-hand electric tricycle, with a tentative price of three thousand.
On weekdays, things aren't so busy, and there's a short break at noon. An Fusheng took Xu Sannian to look at cars.
Xu Sannian called Wen Yue, and the three of them drove a three-million-dollar car to go and see a three-thousand-dollar car.
The time to view the car was arranged in advance. The seller said that his home was in the old town area and the address was somewhat complicated. In case An Fusheng couldn't find it, he sent An Fusheng the location. The group arrived at the entrance of an old residential area according to the location.
A woman of about forty years old was standing at the door. An Fusheng recognized her at a glance as the tricycle seller because her profile picture on her online account was a real photo of herself.
Xu Sannian parked his car at a spot on the roadside. An Fusheng got out and walked towards the woman, asking, "Hello, are you Ms. Li? My surname is An. We made an appointment yesterday to come and see the tricycle today."
The woman was visibly taken aback when she saw An Fusheng, then smiled and asked, "Are you Mr. An?"
An Fusheng nodded and said, "Yes."
The other person said in disbelief, "How can it be such a young man!"
An Fusheng scratched his head. "Let's go check out the car."
"Okay, follow me."
This residential area is very small. The six buildings are connected side by side, and together with the gate, they form a square. The central courtyard is the parking lot, where the tricycles are parked.
The woman led the three people into the residential area and walked to the tricycle. "I bought this tricycle to pick up and drop off my children at school. Now that the children are older, I don't need to pick them up and drop them off anymore, so I don't use it much. I thought it would be a waste to leave it idle, so I decided to sell it cheaply. Although I've used it for a few years, I haven't driven it much, so it's still very new."
The tricycle in front of me was indeed very new. The white paint was wiped clean, and the exterior was decorated with cute cartoon animal stickers. Paired with the two headlights that looked like eyes, it looked perfectly natural and adorably cute.
The car has two rows of seats. The front row seats, including the driver's seat, can seat two people. The rear seats can be pulled up to form a storage basket, or folded down to seat two more people.
The vehicle is fully enclosed, so it's not afraid of wind or rain. It just doesn't have air conditioning, so it might get a bit hot in the summer. But it's just a tricycle, so you can't expect too much from it.
An Fusheng was very satisfied with it.
The price had already been negotiated, and both parties were honest, so they settled on a fixed price of three thousand yuan.
The seller also gave Anfusheng the seat cushion and small fan that he had bought. The small fan was not needed for the time being, but the seat cushion was washed and taken from home by the seller and given to them. It turned out to be a set with the cartoon pattern on the outside of the car.
With a clean mat, the small car interior instantly becomes cozy.
Xu Sannian circled the car with great interest, got in and drove it around again, then tossed her car keys to An Fusheng: "Master, I'll drive your car home for you. You can drive mine, or you can call a designated driver if you're too scared." Then she called Wen Yue to get in and drove An Fusheng's tricycle away.
"Huh?" Before An Fusheng could react, Xu Sannian had already smoothly driven the tricycle into the crowded old street and disappeared in no time.
With a sense of dread, An Fusheng took Xu Sannian's car keys and walked to the car. The car key was sensor-activated; the car door would unlock automatically as soon as someone approached. However, An Fusheng dared not open the door and get in. He was afraid that if he got in, the car would start moving on its own and hit pedestrians on the road, resulting in a fatal accident.
An Fusheng had never called a designated driver before. He leaned against his car and searched for how to call a designated driver before placing an order. However, before he could even place the order, he saw the estimated price. "How come it's more expensive than taking a taxi?"
"Handsome, are you waiting for someone?"
Suddenly, a rich fragrance wafted over. An Fusheng looked up and saw a girl with thick eyebrows, big eyes, fair skin, and a slender figure walking up to him, blinking her big eyes.
Seeing that the other person was smiling and speaking gently and reasonably, An Fusheng replied very politely, "I'm not waiting for anyone, I'm just about to call a designated driver."
The girl smiled and said, "Where are you going? I can drive you."
An Fusheng: "Really? What are your prices?"
Xingchen Canteen specializes in takeout. An Fusheng knows that the platform will deduct a service fee for accepting orders, and he understands that everyone will secretly do offline business in order to make more money. However, there is no guarantee for this kind of offline business. Putting everything else aside, the price must be agreed upon in advance, otherwise there will be no one to complain to if you are ripped off later.
The girl was surprised that he, who seemed so refined and innocent, would speak so bluntly. But what kind of people hadn't she seen?
She handled the situation with ease, feigning hesitation as she asked, "How much are you willing to give?"
An Fusheng recalled the price of the designated driver service he had just seen and estimated that after the platform took a cut, the driver would receive about 60%. So he offered a discount of about 20% and said, "One hundred yuan."
The girl's face darkened instantly. Unable to control her emotions, she shrieked, "Who are you insulting with a hundred dollars?"
An Fusheng was caught off guard by the scolding and was a little angry: "Doing business is about mutual consent. If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. Why scold me?"
The girl took a few deep breaths, stared at An Fusheng from head to toe, and after a long while, she said with a do-or-die attitude, "One hundred it is, let's go!"
An Fusheng felt uneasy under her scrutiny. Looking at the girl, he felt something was off. After thinking for a moment, he said, "No, thank you."
The girl was furious with him and said angrily, "Fine, I won't take your money, okay?"
There's no such thing as a free lunch. An Fusheng's guard was instantly on high alert. He took two steps back to increase the distance between himself and the girl, and said, "I don't need it anymore, I'll call a designated driver." As he spoke, he immediately placed an order on his phone and then held the phone screen up to her: "I've already called a designated driver, you can go find someone else."
The girl asked incredulously, "You really called a designated driver?"
An Fusheng: "Otherwise what?"
The girl took deep breaths, and it took her a while to suppress the urge to curse, but she still stood there looking at An Fusheng with a resentful expression.
An Fusheng was filled with regret. He should have known better than to be greedy. If he weren't a man and taller, and the other person was a girl who couldn't beat him, he suspected that she would have beaten him up.
Fortunately, the designated driver arrived shortly after. An Fusheng tossed the car keys to the driver, jumped into the car, closed the door, and felt finally safe.
Before even starting the car, the designated driver asked, "Is that your girlfriend? Isn't it a bad idea to just abandon your girlfriend after a fight?"
An Fusheng said, "She's not my girlfriend, she's someone who works as a designated driver in private. She got angry when I told her I didn't want her to drive for me."
Designated driver: "You mean she's a designated driver?"
An Fusheng: "Yes, they asked me where I was going and said they could drive me, didn't they?"
The designated driver paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, that's not a designated driver, how old are you?"
An Fusheng hesitated for a moment between twenty-five and eighteen before saying, "Eighteen."
The designated driver chuckled, "Little brother, you're still too young."
Then the designated driver explained some common knowledge that adults knew but An Fusheng didn't. An Fusheng listened in silence...
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As soon as An Fusheng returned to the orphanage, he saw Xu Sannian driving his tricycle around the yard, with Wen Yue, Wen Xingrui, and Wen Xinglan sitting in the vehicle, grinning from ear to ear.
Anfu shouted angrily, "Xu Sannian!"
Xu Sannian slammed on the brakes, and the tricycle came to a stop just beside An Fusheng's feet. "Master, you're back. Did you drive the tricycle back yourself?"
An Fusheng coldly tossed Xu Sannian's car keys to her, saying, "From now on, you'll drive your own car!"
Seeing that he was unhappy, Xu Sannian assumed that he was too nervous as a new driver and said indulgently, "Oh, don't be so nervous. Even if the car gets bumped or scratched, I won't ask you to pay for it."
An Fusheng was not happy at all because of her tolerance, but he couldn't explain it to her, so he snorted and went to work in the kitchen.
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In the evening, when the children came home from school, they found a super cute tricycle in the house. They all scrambled to get in, and Xu Sannian drove the tricycle around the yard. An Fusheng slammed the kitchen door shut.
Wen Yue was filming a video on her phone. With the door closed and the light dim, she asked, "Big brother, why did you close the door?"
An Fusheng: "It's too noisy outside."
Wen Yue: "But the lighting is bad when the door is closed, so the video won't be clear. And with the range hood so loud, how can you hear anything outside?"
An Fusheng: "...Then open it."
Wen Yue ran off and opened the door.
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