Jia Yuemei was so angry at her husband's straight-man remarks that she raised her hand and punched him twice.

"You are a pig-brained person. This restaurant must have a manager. My sister didn't give the manager position to me, one of us, but promoted an outsider. Is she guarding against me?"

Shen Xiangnan scratched his head, "It's possible."

Jia Yuemei almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

No matter how dissatisfied Jia Yuemei was, she only dared to complain in front of Shen Xiangnan, and did not dare to really make a scene in front of Shen Mingzhu.

She was afraid that Shen Mingzhu would get angry and drive her back to the countryside.

…

late at night.

Pei Yang glanced at the clock on the dressing table, put the book in his hand into the bedside table, then got up and walked to the crib.

After bending down to check his daughter's diaper, he put on some clothes and tiptoed out of the room.

Shen Mingzhu was bent over the desk, writing furiously, without even noticing that someone was standing next to her.

It was only when she finished writing a paragraph and stopped to rub her sore arm that she realized what was happening when she touched the man's leg.

"How did you get up here?"

"You've been writing all night and you still haven't finished it?" Pei Yang asked, looking at her notebook.

Shen Mingzhu counted the outlines listed in the draft book, "I've only written half of it."

There were no computers back then and typewriters were too expensive, so we had to rely on handwriting.

After writing all night, not only did my shoulders hurt, but my wrists were also sore that I could hardly hold a pen.

Uncomfortable.

Pei Yang took the cap off her pen and said, "It's too late. Go to sleep and do it tomorrow."

Shen Mingzhu shook her head. "I have an appointment to do my makeup tomorrow, so I don't have time."

Hearing this, Pei Yang looked at her with a little more helplessness, "Do you really have to make yourself so tired? If you ruin your body, what's the point of making more money?"

Shen Mingzhu looked up at him, her tone a little pitiful and coquettish.

"I do this not just to make money. Opening a food factory and cooking private dishes are areas I enjoy."

In fact, during this period of time, Pei Yang felt dissatisfied and aggrieved.

People's energy and time are limited.

Shen Mingzhu devoted most of her energy and time to work, and the remaining little was given to her son and daughter, so she inevitably neglected her husband Pei Yang.

The last time the two of them were intimate was a month ago.

But at this moment, looking at his wife's pointed chin which had become thinner due to overwork, and the soft look in her eyes as she looked at him, all the unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly, leaving only heartache and softness.

He bent down and kissed Shen Mingzhu on the lips, and said softly: "You tell me, and I'll write it for you."

Shen Mingzhu was happy, "Thank you, husband."

Pei Yang unscrewed the cap of his pen and squinted at her, "You're thanking me with your mouth?"

Shen Mingzhu held her chin and spoke slowly, "You don't like mouth, then forget it."

Pei Yang was stunned for three seconds before he realized what she meant, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Write quickly, don't be in a daze. Assessment standards and scoring rules..."

It was not until Shen Mingzhu urged him that he picked up the pen and started to take notes.

Before he finished writing the first word, Pei Yang put down his pen, picked up Shen Mingzhu and went downstairs.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Mingzhu hugged his neck tightly for fear of falling.

"Thank you first and then do business, so that you won't default on your debt."

Shen Mingzhu's face flushed, and she buried her head in his arms, saying in a shy tone, "I was just joking with you."

"I'm not kidding you."

Boom.

Shen Mingzhu accidentally hit her head against the door frame and couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb our son."

Shen Mingzhu scolded, "You hit my head!"

Pei Yang used his free hand to rub the place where she was hit and apologized quietly, "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you later."

"I don't want it."

"I'm not begging you."

The couple went downstairs flirting with each other.

The door of Pei Ziheng's room opened silently.

He stood in the corridor and stared at the stairs for two seconds, then turned around and went to the study, closed the doors and windows, and turned off the lights.

…

In the guest room.

After finishing, the couple fell asleep in each other's arms, and the unfinished work in the study was completely forgotten.

The spring night is short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king no longer holds court early in the morning.

…

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When she arrived at the factory the next day, Shen Mingzhu asked Shen Hongmei to give her the job application forms she had received over the past two days.

Upon learning that Shen Mingzhu was recruiting staff for a private restaurant, Shen Hongmei pulled out one of the job application forms.

"This is Lao Zhu's second sister. She used to work as a supervisor in a state-owned restaurant. In the first half of the year, the restaurant was restructured and she was forced to resign. She wants to come to the food factory to apply for the position of reserve store manager."

Judging from the other party's work experience, he is a ready-made candidate for foreman.

However, it is not easy to convince the other party to work in a restaurant in the suburbs.

When Shen Mingzhu met Julie in person, she was very satisfied.

She has straight eyebrows and eyes, a cheerful personality, and exudes a sense of competence. At first glance, you can tell that she is a woman who can take on responsibilities.

Sure enough, when she heard that she would be working in a newly opened private restaurant in a remote suburb, she refused without a second thought.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I still want to work in the city. After all, I have elderly people and children at home to take care of."

Shen Mingzhu smiled, "I understand, but I still want to invite you to the restaurant to take a look. After you see it, no matter what choice you make, I will respect it."

So Julie rode her scooter out of town.

Shen Mingzhu took Julie to visit the entire restaurant and briefly talked about the plans and development for the next three years.

"Julie, you are a talented person. The doors of both the food factory and the restaurant will be open to you. The former is stable, while the latter is an adventure."

"If you choose the position of reserve store manager, you will be one of the store managers of Mingzhu Food Court in three years. If you choose the restaurant, you may become the general manager of Shenji Chain Catering Company in three years."

After hearing Shen Mingzhu's big promise, Julie lost her composure.

…

In a blink of an eye, a week of pre-job training was over.

In the assessment given by Shen Mingzhu herself, Julie was the only employee who received full marks.

Without a doubt, Julie became the restaurant's head waiter.

Peng Ling and Ma Xiaoping are both convinced that Julie is a leader. After all, Julie does have the ability and strength.

But Jia Yuemei was very unhappy. In the dormitory at night, she couldn't help complaining to Shen Xiangnan, thinking that Shen Mingzhu was unkind.

Shen Xiangnan advised her to be content, "You can earn fifty yuan a month working here, and it also includes food and accommodation. What else do you want?"

The salary of waiters in ordinary restaurants is not that high. It was only because the restaurant was too remote and difficult to recruit talent that Shen Mingzhu offered a high base salary.

…

Everything was ready, and Shen Mingzhu held a second food tasting session.

In order to avoid the chaos of last time, Shen Mingzhu only invited a group of diners this time and booked the tables in advance.

The high-quality dishes, coupled with excellent service, have earned Shen Ji Private Restaurant a lot of praise.

On the day the tasting session ended, thirteen tables were booked.

Ning Yuan booked seven tables by himself.

Because he heard from Shen Mingzhu that the menu was different every day from Monday to Sunday, and he was eager to satisfy his appetite.

The day after the tasting session ended was the official opening day of the restaurant.

Although there were only four tables of guests on the first day, the revenue was not low.

"Manager Zhu, how much did we sell today?"

After get off work in the evening, no one left, but waited for Julie to settle the bill.

As soon as Julie stopped calculating, Jia Yuemei couldn't wait to ask. (End of this chapter)