Sun Yanling works at a supermarket. She has four days off a month and works an eight-hour shift, so her salary is low. Without overtime pay, her salary is less than 500 yuan.
Because she had worked in a supermarket, she had a general understanding of the profit margin of dumplings and xiaolongbao.
She could estimate Sun Yanjiao's approximate profit from the entire freezer full of boxed goods, and she felt incredibly envious.
She was pessimistic before, but now she doesn't dare say a word.
However, she also had her own thoughts.
If the products are selling so well, why should she help others sell them and make money for them? Can't she sell them herself?
Sun Yanling had an idea...
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He Wenlin returned to the fast food restaurant, where He Hui, He Yongping and his wife, and He Lanying had already gone home.
He Ling is still here.
Upon seeing He Wenlin, He Ling affectionately took her arm: "Linlin, I've decided to stay and learn to make glutinous rice balls from you. I've already withdrawn the tuition fee, 1200 yuan, you can count it."
He Wenlin didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the gifts without hesitation.
It wouldn't be appropriate to accept He Hui's gift but not hers.
“Sure, but setting up a stall is hard work, exposed to the sun and rain,” He Wenlin said. “You need to come to the shop at five o’clock tomorrow morning to buy a set of toiletries.”
"We're about to go to the night market, Linlin, do you want to come?"
"I'm too tired, you guys go ahead."
"Alright, let's go then."
He Shan and her sister, along with Lin Fei, took a motorcycle taxi to the night market.
Tang Kai then stood up and said, "Sister, I also want to set up a stall to sell this, but I don't have money to pay my tuition right now."
He Wenlin looked at Tang Jianguo: "Auntie, do you agree?"
"Let him go if he wants to." Tang Jianguo also felt that earning a few hundred yuan a month at He Wenlin's place was not as good as setting up a stall.
A month of running a stall is equivalent to two months of working here, so Tang Jianguo was naturally happy for his son to run a stall.
“I respect your choice. We’re all family here. I’ll let you skip the tuition. But you’ll have to pay for your own rent and utilities starting next month.”
We're all close relatives; charging tuition is too formal.
However, He Wenlin definitely won't pay the rent anymore.
“We’ll pay the rent ourselves. In that case, starting tomorrow, you can focus on learning how to fry crispy pastries.”
He's been making glutinous rice balls for several mornings now, and he's pretty much done with it.
Now I need to learn how to fry crispy potatoes and how to stir-fry hot and sour shredded potatoes.
Tang Kai was surprised that He Wenlin agreed so readily.
The thought of becoming his own boss filled Tang Kai with anticipation.
I fantasize about riding a Dayun motorcycle, looking incredibly cool on the highway in my hometown, and getting envious glances from a bunch of my childhood friends and buddies!
"Daming, Aizhen, Xiaokai went to set up his stall. If you just stir-fry some noodles, there won't be enough customers. Why don't I come over here?" Tang Jianguo said.
Tang Jianguo didn't want to work at the food factory anymore. It was full of locals, and he was getting tired of sitting in front of the egg roll machine for hours at a time.
He felt that fast food restaurants were better; they were all his own people, and he could move around and chat with them, which was much better than the other place.
"Can……"
Just as He's father was about to say yes, He Wenlin interrupted, "But there's no one over there."
Upon hearing He Wenlin's words, He's parents knew that He Wenlin did not want Tang Jianguo to come.
“Auntie, I can manage here, but I can’t manage over there. Besides, everyone knows you’re my relative, so they won’t dare to blatantly slack off when they see you there.”
"There's no chance for them to slack off; they can't do without people."
“But if they’re not serious, they’ll ruin the product. Your presence there can at least keep them in check.”
Upon hearing this, He's mother felt that He Wenlin's words made a lot of sense, and said, "Jianguo, you stay over there. With you there, they will definitely pay more attention."
Seeing that neither He's mother nor He Wenlin agreed to let him come over, Tang Jianguo was a little unhappy, but he could only accept his fate.
In the evening, I returned to my rented room.
There are no outsiders left.
He's father asked He Wenlin, "What are you planning to do now? We'll definitely need someone who can stir-fry noodles and fried rice."
“It’s simple. Let Li Xuehua and Tang Caihong learn it and tell them that our fast food restaurant now has a promotion system.”
Now they are just ordinary employees. Once they learn to stir-fry noodles and fried rice, they become first-level technicians, and their salary increases by 300 yuan per month.
If you can learn how to cook five green vegetables, you can be promoted to a level two technician and your salary will increase by two hundred.
If you can learn how to cook ten vegetarian dishes, you will be promoted to a level three technician and receive an additional three hundred!
Our fast food restaurant pays an annual seniority wage of fifty yuan, and seniority wages of level two or three and above are one hundred yuan. This is definitely not a low salary.
But it's crucial to make it clear to them that they must accept early and late shifts. High wages aren't something you can just take for granted.
Upon hearing this, Aunt He's eyes lit up immediately: "That's a great idea."
Dad He: "Not bad my foot! If you learn it, you won't be afraid of people quitting to go solo or changing jobs. You're just creating rivals for yourself."
“Dad, there are so many chefs in China, why don’t they become their own bosses?” He Wenlin said. “Besides, they learn vegetarian cuisine! They learn how to stir-fry cabbage, bean sprouts, smashed cucumber, stir-fried lotus root, etc. After learning these dishes, can they open a shop? And not every chef has the ambition to make a lot of money in business every month.”
Aunt He: "I think Linlin makes a good point."
Mr. He: "Let's leave it at that for now."
“But we still need to hire someone to help with washing and chopping vegetables,” He Wenlin said. “Let’s put up a job posting tomorrow, but for now, let’s settle the accounts.”
The family sat around the table, and He Wenlin took out the breakfast shop's revenue that He Shan had brought. Today's revenue was 283.5 yuan.
Business is doing alright.
"Mom, when do you plan to resign?" He Wenlin asked. "There are more and more people now, especially at the food factory. I plan to have you take charge of their attendance from now on."
Mrs. He: "If I resign right after the holiday, wouldn't that be telling everyone that I didn't resign because of the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits?"
“Your factory is rushing to meet orders and is very busy right now. You should tell the boss in advance about the last working day to give her time to recruit people. I think you should talk about resigning tomorrow and work until the 20th. The boss will definitely be prepared for you to resign by then.”
Mrs. He thought He Wenlin's suggestion was good and nodded in agreement.
He Wenlin's guess was correct. Wang Min had been preparing for He Wenlin's mother to resign, seeing that her business was growing bigger and bigger.
So when Aunt He brought it up the next morning, she wasn't surprised at all.
Aunt He is a hard-working and quick employee, and is a favorite of all bosses.
Wang Min also made a token attempt to persuade her to stay, but in the end, it ended with He Ma resigning.
He Wenlin thought that Luo Zhonghui and his wife would come today to discuss cooperation on National Day, but unexpectedly, instead of them, another unexpected person came to discuss cooperation...
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