"Although it may be presumptuous of me to say this, I mean no harm. I just want to ask if you can understand it?" Chi Zhengshan pointed to the book in Xia Baozhu's hand.
Xia Baozhu understood what he meant, and she laughed: "I mainly look at the pictures inside."
As she spoke, she handed the top book to Chi Jung-sun.
Chi Zhengshan suppressed a smile and took the book seriously. As the title on the cover suggested, the book was full of interior design cases and pictures.
"But how can you quickly determine if this is the book you're looking for?"
"I studied English with a professor at a teachers' college for a while. Although I don't know much, I can understand the meaning of simple words."
Xia Baozhu didn't expect that someone would actually ask her why she could understand English, but luckily she had prepared in advance.
Are these two words easy?
Chi Jung-sun was still a little confused; perhaps it was very simple for her.
He didn't continue asking, afraid of provoking Xia Baozhu's impatience.
"You're amazing! I'd like to ask if you have any tips for learning English? I wasn't good at English when I was in school."
Chi Zhengshan used the tactic of humbly seeking advice to delay, anxiously waiting for Xia Baozhu's reply.
He hoped to talk to her a little longer.
"There was no special method. I followed the professor's advice and learned pronunciation by following the recordings. I memorized thirty words every day."
Xia Baozhu was happy to share her learning methods with those who were eager to learn.
"Do you memorize this every night when you get home?" Chi Zhengshan pressed.
Xia Baozhu nodded without any guilt, saying that good character is something you cultivate yourself when you're out in the world.
Chi Jung-sun was shocked. Like everyone else, she worked during the day, but she continued to study at night.
This positive and uplifting spirit made Chi Jung-sun suddenly feel that he was not good enough for the other person.
Since he started working, he has had too many evening activities, but the few related to studying are the least frequent.
He felt inferior in this respect, not to mention how capable she was.
In an instant, Chi Jung-sun's ambition was ignited by Xia Baozhu.
His cousin was right about half of what he said: Women all like capable men.
He can't let himself be outdone like this, otherwise he'll look down on himself.
...
Xia Baozhu bought colored pencils and a measuring ruler at a store she passed by, and then went to the new store.
Draw floor plans of both shops, measure every corner, and mark the dimensions.
She also drew a floor plan for each wall and marked the dimensions.
Finally, draw a 3D model of the shop's interior and exterior spaces.
After finishing all this, Xia Baozhu went home, looked through the decoration plans, and combined them with the style of fried chicken shops in later generations. She first slowly scribbled on the paper with a pencil, and then added color.
For anyone who has studied drawing, these are not difficult; the challenge lies in the overall style design.
Xia Baozhu threw aside the half-finished drawing that she felt was unsuitable and took a new sheet of paper to start drawing again.
She had previously considered using the two shops separately, one specializing in tea drinks and the other in fried chicken and other meat products.
But even so, the shops are still crowded, just like this one now.
So she thought of merging the two shops. She went upstairs to check and found that the wall between the two shops was not a load-bearing wall, so it wouldn't matter even if it was demolished.
After merging them, the space becomes more than 120 square meters, leaving a large dining area.
The style adopts a modern minimalist approach.
The minimalist style gives people a refreshing visual experience. Its simple lines, pure colors, and simple and elegant layout can bring customers a comfortable and relaxing visual experience without causing visual fatigue and pressure.
It is easy to maintain and clean, but it has high requirements for details such as the quality of materials and the precision of the process.
In other words, there are high requirements for all kinds of edges and corners, and if they are not handled well, they will give people a cheap and simple feeling.
Xia Baozhu redesigned the kitchen area, storage area, counter cashier area, dining area, and restrooms.
Xia Baozhu continued to doodle and revise on the paper, and a spatial layout diagram slowly emerged from her hands.
The store uses natural wood, white, and gray as its main colors. The floor is covered with gray non-slip tiles, and the walls can be covered with natural wood wainscoting with white fireproof boards or white stone bricks. The ceiling is white.
Xia Baozhu filled in the colors and added more details.
The countertop has a white marble top, and the display case is made of stainless steel and glass.
A food delivery window was opened between the kitchen and the counter.
Before she knew it, it was already ten o'clock. Xia Baozhu put the design she had drawn, which was more than halfway done, into the drawer and prepared to go to sleep.
Suddenly a dull thud came from the front gate, and Xia Baozhu picked up a stick and went outside.
She stood at the doorway and heard a painful groan.
"Who's there?" Xia Baozhu asked through the door.
"It was just a petty thief, it's alright now," a young male voice said.
Xia Baozhu opened the door and turned on her flashlight. She saw the man who had smiled whenever he saw her these past few days. He was dragging someone into the alley.
"Who are you? And what's the story with him?" Xia Baozhu approached and asked in a low voice.
"Sister Xia, my name is Chen Wenbin, and I want to follow you."
Chen Wenbin still held onto the young man tightly. When Xia Baozhu asked him a question, he became visibly excited, his eyes filled with hope.
"Follow me? Do you want to find a job in the store?" Xia Baozhu asked, frowning.
"I'll do whatever Sister Xia arranges, as long as Sister Xia accepts me."
Xia Baozhu found Chen Wenbin's words strange; they sounded like something out of a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry).
Has he been reading too many stories of heroes?
"Have you been here all this time just for work?"
"I heard that Sister Xia took on more than a dozen people in less than ten minutes, and seriously injured three of them with one blow. I really admire her. So I want to follow you and be your errand boy."
Xia Baozhu looked puzzled. This person wanted to recruit her as a subordinate simply because she was a good fighter.
Is her reputation really that strong now? If she accepts this one, won't more and more people come to her for help in the future?
Xia Baozhu shook her head, thinking about how she would be leading a group of underlings in a gang fight against another group to seize territory.
In broad daylight, fighting is illegal. She admitted her mistake and corrected it, vowing never to repeat the same mistake again and never to give anyone a handle to use against her.
"Then what's wrong with him?" Xia Baozhu pointed to the person in Chen Wenbin's hand.
"I saw him acting suspiciously in front of the gate, and he even tried to open it, so I came over and stopped him."
This person seems quite sincere. Xia Baozhu thought for a moment and said, "Well then, I'm hiring recently. Um, are you good at math?"
"I used to get first place in mental math when I was in school."
"Then you can start work tomorrow. I've been busy opening a new store recently, and we're short-staffed. Go help out, and those who do well can stay on."
"Okay, thank you, Sister Xia." Only after receiving Xia Baozhu's approval did Chen Wenbin's tense face finally show a happy expression.
"By the way, where did you work before?" Xia Baozhu suddenly thought of a question.
"Silver Ballroom"
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