Chapter 96
"This bad stock has been falling non-stop in the past two years."
In the morning at the tea restaurant, the TV was playing the morning financial news. The host talked a lot about the stock market. The proprietress was lying on the counter watching TV. I don’t know if she was thinking of something sad, but she snorted coldly and complained while watching.
“I don’t know who still dares to buy stocks. It’s like the money is wasted with nowhere to spend.”
At a nearby table, Chen Lanjun silently put down her knife and fork.
...I feel like I'm being implied.
"Hey, why don't you eat it? Is this French toast not tasty?" The proprietress was a little puzzled and poked her head out. "How about I add some more butter for you?"
Chen Lanjun shook her head: "It's okay, I'm tired from eating, I'll take a break."
She turned to pick up the teacup and drank barley tea, her expression somewhat serious.
After a while, the shop door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Feng Jun walked in quickly, his bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to his skin.
"I'm sorry, Xixi just made a scene and I was late in sending her to school."
"It's okay," the lady boss said, "I'll ask the uncle to bring you a bowl of sweet soup."
Seeing that Chen Lanjun and her sister were all present, the proprietress got back to the point and explained clearly the relevant matters regarding the transfer of the store.
"We have already arranged everything, and we can just schedule a time to change the license."
The proprietress changed her sitting position, glanced at Chen Lanjun with a little defensiveness, and then looked at Feng Jun: "I think, how about we wait for the money to come in and go to handle the formalities immediately?"
Feng Jun tilted his head and asked Chen Lanjun: "What do you think, second sister?"
"No problem." Chen Lanjun said calmly, "I received a reply a few days ago. The money has been transferred, but the intermediate process takes time. I am planning to go to the bank to ask later. It should arrive in the next two days."
"That's good." The proprietress smiled. "By the way, sister, do you have anything you want the chef to do? I'll call him out."
"Uncle Ren, come out."
"Thank you, I'm not deaf yet."
The chef Ren Bo came out of the kitchen and told his apprentice A Yong: "Watch the temperature of the sugar water on the stove, don't be careless."
"What's up?"
"Your future new boss has instructions." The proprietress nodded at Chen Lanjun.
Ren Bo nodded indifferently, pulled out a chair and sat down: "You guys talk."
Chen Lanjun said slowly: "Since the store is going to have a new look, I want to introduce some new dishes..."
Before he could finish his words, Ren Bo interrupted and said, "You young people are always saying new things, but how can new things be as good as the traditional dim sum? Ah Yong is the same, you can't even make a crispy pastry and you want to learn new dishes."
Before he could finish his words, a long speech of opposing opinions broke out.
Chen Lanjun frowned.
Feng Jun saw her expression and knew that his sister was unhappy, so he whispered "Uncle Ren" in an attempt to interrupt him.
However, Ren Bo continued to talk: "They have been eating here for many years, and they don't like the new ones you made..."
Seeing his self-righteous look, Chen Lanjun quietly raised the plate on the table and suddenly knocked it on the table!
A loud bang interrupted all voices.
All that was left was the hair dye commercial on TV that kept chattering: "Are you annoyed again? What did you put on?"
Ren Bo was startled by the sudden noise: "Hey, you girl!"
Chen Lanjun picked up the spoon and slowly stirred the black sesame paste in the bowl.
"Uncle Ren, I think when talking to people, you should always listen to them finish speaking before you can communicate. Do you agree with this?"
Ren Bo's face looked very unhappy. This little sister had no manners at all. She was showing off in front of him. Even her elder sister didn't do that.
But he was the new boss after all, and the former boss lady was watching, so he couldn't go too far, and just snorted coldly:
"You tell me."
Chen Lanjun moved the toast on the table forward.
“I want to improve French toast and launch it as a new product when we reopen.”
French toast is actually toast, but the cooking method is very unique. The white toast is soaked in milk and egg liquid, absorbed by the liquid, and then slowly fried in butter in a frying pan. After frying, the outside is golden and crispy, while the inside is still soft and toasty, which is very delicious. You can see it everywhere in tea restaurants of all sizes.
Ren Bo folded his arms, with a skeptical look on his face: "This French toast has been sold for a long time, what's the point of changing it?"
"I want to change it to lava French toast, the kind with fillings inside."
"How can this be possible..."
Chen Lanjun interrupted with a smile: "It is because we don't have it that we have to do it."
She was too lazy to listen to this man who was relying on his seniority to continue to talk discouraging words, so she just stood up and called out the apprentice Ayong in the kitchen and another part-time girl Ali.
"There is strength in numbers," said Chen Lanjun. "Let's all try to make this improved dish. Whoever succeeds will receive a bonus of 1,000 yuan."
This bonus is considered quite good even if it is placed in a tea restaurant in Hong Kong.
After Chen Lanjun and Fengjun left, Ren Bo pulled the boss lady aside and complained bitterly:
"Look at that girl's attitude. She doesn't know how to respect others! Sooner or later, this store will fail. It will fail."
"Tsk, you don't have to say that." The lady boss frowned when she heard the word "failure" and said, "Old Ren, you and I built this store together. It's not easy now that the neighbors have recognized you. Why say such depressing words?"
She said earnestly, "I think that sister is really ambitious. She will definitely be able to hold on when things get tough. Developing new products is also a chance for you to become famous. Besides, she is young and she hates it most when others don't take her seriously. You should control your temper and at least don't embarrass her in front of your apprentice and helper."
"She has to give me face first." Ren Bo pulled off the apron tied around his waist and threw it on the table. "I'm so angry that I feel uncomfortable. I'm going to take a nap after work."
"you……"
Although Ren Bo's attitude was nonchalant, his apprentices and helpers in the kitchen seemed to be somewhat concerned.
"Let's try it together," said the helper Ali, "and if we succeed, we'll share the bonus."
The apprentice was a little hesitant: "But, Master's attitude..."
"You're crazy," Ali rolled her eyes at him, "Who's going to pay you in the future? You deserve to be an apprentice for so long. You're just timid. I'll try it myself."
…
The hustle and bustle in the tea restaurant's kitchen is not within Chen Lanjun's attention for the time being.
Her heart is entirely tied up in stocks.
Under the pretext of going to the bank to check her account, Chen Lanjun walked alone on the street, feeling troubled.
Logically speaking, it should reach its peak in July.
She clearly remembered that this was the case! Because that same year she happened to work at Pengcheng, and the first time she saw a Hong Kong newspaper in her dormitory, it was this front-page news, saying that the stock market had returned to its peak.
But now the calendar has turned to July, why is the price still dropping?
Could something have happened?
This shouldn't happen. She shouldn't have a butterfly effect on this matter.
Before I knew it, I had reached the typhoon shelter by the sea. The salty sea breeze carried a faint fragrance that came from a few small sampans parked on the shore.
Chen Lanjun was stunned for a while, and heard a mother on the sampan shouting: "Sister, do you want some fried crab?"
After hesitating for two seconds, Chen Lanjun agreed: "Yes!"
Never mind. Only when you are full will you have the energy to think of countermeasures.
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