Dad: "Stop bragging, we have guests, get to work."
Today is a holiday, so the customers who come to pick up their breakfast are not concentrated at the same time.
"Mom and Dad, Shanshan, Linfei, Second Brother, Little Brother, I'm leaving the house to you. Grandma, let's go out and buy some things."
Today, Aunt He is not at work, and He Wenjun can also help out, so there's no need to worry about manpower.
He Wenlin then told them what dishes she was going to make for lunch and asked them to prepare them. She also reminded He's father to remember to buy grass carp, as she was going to make sauerkraut fish for Zhou Libo and the others for lunch.
After settling in at home, He Wenlin rode her bicycle with her grandmother to the bank to open a bank account.
He Wenlin's bank card used to belong to her parents, and all the money was kept in that card.
He Wenlin's parents kept saying they wanted to manage her money. Although she didn't agree, she knew that her parents wouldn't want her money. If they really only wanted her money, they would have reported the card lost and reissued it long ago.
He Wenlin needs to register a company and a trademark, so she definitely needs to have her own bank card.
She is underage and needs to be accompanied by a parent to open a bank account, so they called Grandma He over.
Soon, He Wenlin got a bank card and transferred the money that was originally in her parents' card to her own card.
After the matter was resolved here, He Wenlin took her grandmother to the Industry and Commerce Bureau...
...
Inside the shop.
"Linlin was right, there are far fewer orders today." Looking at the thin stack of orders in front of her, Aunt He couldn't help but say, "At least two-thirds fewer orders."
Mr. He: "Let's count them first to see how much it costs, and calculate how many orders the Bosi factory had at noon."
He Shan and her mother started counting the items, and He Shan organized the orders.
"At the Bosi factory, we only have 23 boxed lunch orders for lunch, and we haven't placed any orders for dinner yet. However, we have 118 orders for glutinous rice balls for tomorrow morning," He Shan said.
In comparison, it's missing far more than a little bit.
Mr. and Mrs. He also did the math, and the actual amount received was 241 yuan.
Previously, orders from the Bosi factory were the main source of revenue, with daily sales reaching approximately 600 units.
Mr. He frowned deeply: "The amounts are also quite different."
Having experienced high returns, Mr. He is finding it hard to accept the sudden drop in business and income.
Aunt He sighed, "I hope business will be better tonight."
"If we have no business here, won't there be even less business over there?" Thinking of this, Mr. He's mood immediately improved.
Then Dad said to his younger brother, "Xiao Jun, go over there and see what they're doing."
He Wenjun immediately got up and went to He Xing's side, pretending to pass by. After glancing at them a few times, he ran back and said, "I see they haven't made a move."
Aunt He was a little surprised: "Could it be that they're not planning to sell boxed lunches today?"
"I guess so. He Xing played cards until after 5 a.m. last night and didn't come back until after 5 a.m. This morning. The couple had a fight early this morning, and I guess He Xing is still sleeping right now." He's father said excitedly.
He was initially upset because business had dropped so much today, but hearing this news has made him feel much better.
Indeed, happiness is something that comes from comparison.
While He's father was concerned about what was happening on He Xing's side, Liang Xiaoying was also keeping an eye on what was happening on their side.
Seeing that they were already busy, Liang Xiaoying felt very unhappy, especially when she saw He Xing lying on the bed fast asleep. Liang Xiaoying felt that her life was really miserable.
Liang Xiaoying became more and more upset and resentful. Why was her family so unlucky while He Wenlin's business was so booming?
Liang Xiaoying suddenly had a flash of inspiration...
...
Time flew by and it was already eleven o'clock.
There weren't many orders at noon, so Mr. and Mrs. He prepared the food early.
But at this time, He Wenlin and Grandma He had not yet returned.
Mr. and Mrs. He were getting a little anxious.
What to do when the restaurant is out of chefs at lunchtime?
"Boss He, you're not busy today? Let's play cards together." Jiang Dahong, a fellow Jiangxi native who used to work with He's father, walked over with a smile and said, "We're one short for mahjong."
"Did you win any cards playing with He Xing last night?" He's father secretly hoped that He Xing would lose everything, down to his underwear.
"I neither won nor lost, Lao Huang won by himself. Let's go, we're one short for the three of us."
Aunt He laughed and said, "We're about to cook and pack up the food, so we don't have time. You guys win more."
“You can never earn all the money in the world! Your daughter is so capable, she can handle it. Come on, it’s rare to have time to play cards, don’t spoil the fun.” After saying that, Jiang Dahong reached out to pull He’s father.
Mr. He was indeed a little tempted, and since there weren't many orders today, he figured he could manage, so he was somewhat interested.
Seeing He's father like this, He's mother quickly said in her hometown dialect, "If you go today, your mother will flip the table! Linlin will also expel you. To be expelled by your own daughter, how can you have any shame?"
Mr. He was immediately jolted awake. Being fired by his own daughter would indeed be humiliating, and he felt that his daughter was definitely capable of doing it.
However, Mr. He, who was very concerned about his reputation, would naturally not admit that it was Mrs. He's words that frightened him.
He stubbornly retorted, "I'm his father, how dare he fire me? He's gone too far!"
After saying that, He's father said to Jiang Dahong, "My daughter hasn't come back yet, and I might not even have time to cook. I won't go to play cards, so you guys win more."
Hearing this, Aunt He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Losing a day of business is no big deal; you can win it back at the poker table,” Jiang Dahong continued. “With your skills, you’re bound to win.”
Aunt He: "There's no such thing as a guaranteed win at cards?"
Mr. He was so flattered that he couldn't stop smiling: "I'll hit him next time, I'll hit him next time."
Seeing that He's father was unwilling and He's mother also disagreed, Jiang Dahong had no choice but to leave disappointed.
"He Daming didn't come?" asked another man from Jiangxi Province sitting at the mahjong table.
Jiang Dahong shook his head: "He didn't come, he's busy making lunch."
"Then let's go call He Xinglai. He lost yesterday, and he'll definitely want to win it back today."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Dahong went to call He Xing again...
...
He Wenlin and Grandma He finally rushed back at 10:30.
"You're finally back! I was just about to report you as a missing person! Don't you even know what time it is?" Mr. He scolded He Wenlin with a stern face. "Everyone's waiting for you to cook, how can you have such a poor sense of time?"
"Why are you scolding Linlin?" Grandma He protested. "We're not going out to play; we're going to do something important."
He Wenlin washed her face and hands, quickly scrubbed the pot, and lit the fire: "We're late today, how many boxed lunches are we having?"
He Shan reported, "You guessed right, the Bosi factory really didn't have many orders today. The lunch box orders from the four factories totaled 173."
"Since you haven't come back for a while, we fried fifty eggs to try and get Meihua's order sorted out first," said Aunt He.
He Wenlin hadn't returned yet, and they couldn't just keep waiting. He's father couldn't cook other dishes well, but frying eggs was no problem at all. If they fried the eggs well, they could cook one less dish when He Wenlin came back, which would save some time.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
