Chapter 274 What can’t I know?
Besides, she didn't plan to rotate everyone right away before everyone had adapted to their current jobs. She had to wait at least half a month or a month before implementing the plan.
"This does seem to make sense."
Liu Mao felt that what she said made sense, but he also wondered if this theory was true, why other stores still maintained the status quo of having one person per position.
As if seeing through his thoughts, Sang Yu smiled and shook her head: "Of course, the theory I'm talking about only applies to shops like ours that have unified standards and processes."
If other big stores really learn to rotate shifts and let waiters work as cashiers.
Not to mention whether the accountant is willing to calculate the other party's account, even asking the illiterate waiter to learn to read is a lot of effort.
Then let the accountant who has to use a pen and an abacus all day go to the kitchen to cook, to see if he can lift the iron pan and whether he can cook.
If you really do that, the store will go bankrupt within three days.
"Oh, I see." Now Liu Mao understood completely.
As the days passed, by the ninth and tenth chapters of "Journey to the West", the business of Zhong's Teahouse was becoming more and more prosperous, and the shopkeeper Liu's originally expressionless face unconsciously showed a smile.
Some were happy and some were sad. Sang Xingjia had a very long face, which discouraged customers who were planning to buy milk tea. In the end, they even sent the waiter to buy it for them.
No matter how tactless Sang Yongjing was, he knew from the expression on his face that he was in a bad mood.
"Jiaer, are you in a bad mood?" he asked.
Sang Xingjia, who was thinking about something else, was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is it so obvious? Even you, Dad, can see it?"
Sang Yongjing glared at him, "Tsk, what are you talking about? You are my son. If I can't tell your joys and sorrows, then it will be even harder for others to see."
"Dad, don't make trouble for me at this time. Just sit quietly." Sang Xingjia didn't want to joke with him at all. He was tired.
Sang Yongjing sat quietly for a while, but soon he couldn't help but poke Sang Xingjia on the back and asked softly, "What's bothering you? Tell Dad about it. Maybe I can help you find a solution."
Sang Xingjia sighed and turned to look at him: "Then I'll finish speaking, Dad, just be quiet for a while."
He didn't think Sang Yongjing could come up with any brilliant ideas, he just kept talking beside him, making him even more annoyed.
"Okay, Dad promises that after I hear you finish, I won't say anything more."
Sang Xingjia sighed again and expressed his worries. He had not forgotten the agreement Sang Yu made with him two days ago that they would go to visit the teacher together tomorrow.
Others might just say it casually, but based on his understanding of Sang Yu, she is organized and planned in her work, and she will do whatever she says she will do on a certain day.
But the problem was, he had no idea where to find the teacher, and he was always too lazy to wait until the time came to go home.
"You haven't found the teacher yet, so how are you going to tell your younger sister that you have found one?" Sang Yongjing's focus was a little off.
"I'm just afraid of her nagging. Now that you understand everything, Dad, you can leave me alone for a while."
Sang Xingjia had to take this opportunity to think carefully about whether he should confess and get a lighter sentence, or go to the other side to find a teacher temporarily.
Sang Yongjing was silent for a while as he wished, then he said, "Hey, I think Hao'er's teacher is pretty good. How about I go back with you to see him tonight?"
"My teacher? That Master Chai?" Although Sang Xingjia had never seen that master, he could still roughly piece together his appearance from Sang Xinghao's few words.
He should be a rather traditional and serious teacher, who is strict with students in class but tries his best to protect the self-esteem of every child in private.
I heard that he was an imperial censor before he was exiled to Lingnan. Because he impeached a minister for forming a clique for personal gain in the court, he was falsely accused of a crime and his entire family was exiled.
Life was very hard, so he opened a private school to recruit students.
But why go find him?
"Go find him and put on a show for your little sister. She's just worried that you won't have a good teacher and won't understand the intricacies of officialdom. As long as you find a teacher, she'll definitely stop thinking about this."
When Sang Yongjing told him about his plan, Sang Xingjia, who had not taken it seriously at first, became more and more interested as he listened. This method seemed to be really feasible.
The two of them whispered for a long time and finally came up with a sound excuse. They were just waiting to go back and discuss the matter with Master Chai immediately.
Sang Yu, who had just finished training employees at Pearl Drink, saw the two of them huddled together, discussing something in a low voice, from a distance. So he quietly approached without saying hello.
Sang Xingjia felt as if there was a strand of hair stuck to his neck, making it itchy and uncomfortable. He subconsciously reached out to remove the hair.
He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, and was suddenly startled. He quickly shut up and kept winking at Sang Yongjing.
An ordinary person would have definitely noticed something was wrong from his silent and blinking reaction and would have stopped talking, but Sang Yongjing, who was completely clueless, didn't notice anything at all.
"Hey, why are you pulling my sleeve? I haven't finished talking yet. Your little sister must not know about this..."
Sang Yu's voice sounded from behind him at the right time: "What is it that I can't know?"
Sang Yongjing, who was originally sitting on the bench, was so frightened that he trembled and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Sang Yu had noticed it early and supported him in advance. She asked again with a smile on her face: "What is it that I can't know?"
It was clearly a sweet smile, but in Sang Yongjing's eyes it looked like a ghost coming to take his life. His voice trembled, "No, nothing happened."
Afraid that his father would accidentally reveal the whole thing, Sang Xingjia quickly changed the subject: "Little sister, you are a little late today. Did something happen in the store?"
"The new menu signs were delivered, so I asked everyone to hang them up. It took a while." Sang Yu explained casually, but still did not forget the main matter. "Dad, you haven't told me what it is that you don't want me to know."
The continuous questioning made Sang Yongjing, who was already under tremendous psychological pressure, unable to bear it any longer. He opened his mouth slightly, intending to tell the whole story.
Sang Xingjia was quick-witted and quick-handed. He took the opportunity when Fusang Yongjing stood up to cover his mouth and whispered something quickly in his ear.
Then he smiled and said, "Dad, you should stand up more and move around. You've been sitting still all afternoon and now you can't even sit still."
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