Rebirth 1992: Beaten by the uncle at the beginning

Zheng Yueguo does have a hot temper, but such a person is actually easier to control and has a straightforward personality. As long as you can convince him, you don't have to worry about him betraying you.

"I'm not here to invite you to host a banquet. It would be a waste for you. I have a fast food restaurant and I hope you will be the chef."

"The salary can give you one thousand per month."

Hu Haifeng did not beat around the bush and said straight to the point, for people like Zheng Yueguo, you must be sincere and magnanimous from the beginning.

This will make it easier to gain his favor.

Sure enough, after hearing what Hu Haifeng said, Zheng Yueguo lost a lot of his anger.

"Are you really willing to give me a salary of one thousand?" Zheng Yueguo looked Hu Haifeng up and down and asked in disbelief.

A salary of one thousand yuan is definitely a very high salary these days. Even the chef of a big hotel in the provincial capital only pays this price, which is enough to show Hu Haifeng's sincerity and respect for him.

"One thousand is just the basic salary, and there are also other bonuses. If you work 26 days a month, you will be considered a perfect attendance bonus, and you will receive an additional 200 perfect attendance bonus."

"In addition, there is a transportation subsidy of twenty."

"After working for one year, you can also get 1% of the store's annual revenue as an additional reward. After working for five years, it is 2%, and they are stacked in sequence."

"In a word, the longer you work, the greater your profits will be. The better the store's business, the greater your profits will be."

Hu Haifeng listed all the welfare benefits in one breath. In fact, there is nothing new at all. They are all brought from later generations.

But for people in this era, the treatment system is absolutely explosive.

"Okay, I'm done."

Zheng Yueguo agreed without thinking.

He was already very satisfied with the salary of one thousand yuan, not to mention the many additional bonuses.

Even in his eyes, he thought Hu Haifeng was a bit stupid, and the conditions were too good.

But little did he know that Hu Haifeng had a deeper intention, and with only some trivial treatment, he was firmly tied to Hu Haifeng's warship.

"Wait for me, I'm going to resign right now."

Before Hu Haifeng could say anything, Zheng Yueguo immediately returned to the kitchen of the iron factory.

A few minutes later, he walked out with a happy face. What he had just cursed at the factory director and director could be heard clearly by Hu Haifeng half a mile away.

Hu Haifeng took Zheng Yueguo back to the fast food restaurant, and immediately saw Zhang Jiayu who was working hard, with a complaining look on his face but no intention of stopping at all.

Hu Haifeng had no time to talk to him, so he took Zheng Yueguo directly to the kitchen and explained the fast food items carefully.

"I didn't expect that you opened the Cheadexiang fast food restaurant that is very popular recently. This foreign food is much simpler than Chinese food. The most important thing is actually the seasoning ratio. It should be a unique secret recipe."

Zheng Yueguo didn't have much aversion to Western food. After all, the money given by Hu Haifeng was adequate, and it was simpler than Chinese food.

"As expected of a chef, he understands the most valuable thing. It took countless people several years to come up with this recipe. I leave it to you."

Hu Haifeng originally did not intend to give the seasoning recipe to anyone, because it is of great value, especially with the later development of fast food restaurants, you can make a lot of money just by relying on the seasoning.

But after thinking about Zheng Yueguo's character, he still handed over the secret recipe.

Doing this will make Zheng Yueguo follow him more wholeheartedly.

Sure enough, after knowing the formula, Zheng Yueguo solemnly said: "Boss Hu, don't worry, this secret recipe will never be passed on to anyone else, and I promise that as long as the fast food restaurant does not collapse, I will continue to work here."

“The only regret is that there is no room for me to use my Chinese food skills.”

Hu Haifeng smiled and said: "Who told you that I don't cook Chinese food? There will be a time when you can show off."

"It would be great."

Zheng Yueguo was delighted.

From the afternoon to the evening, Hu Haifeng basically didn't enter the kitchen again. After a little adaptation, Zheng Yueguo was completely competent.

He is even better than Hu Haifeng in terms of grasping the heat and operating speed. After all, he is from a serious academic background and his skills are not just for boasting.

Many customers also said it tasted better than before.

As for the recruitment of waiters, Zheng Yueguo also took care of it. There were people who had been apprentices with him all year round, and they happened to be brought over to work as waiters and cooks.

What surprised Hu Haifeng was that Zhang Jiayu's son actually worked as a waiter and didn't go home until evening.

"I am exhausted, Hu Haifeng. If you continue to disagree with my investment, it will be unreasonable, right?"

Zhang Jiayu looked at Hu Haifeng and said bitterly.

Hu Haifeng still shook his head and refused: "You don't have to think about fast food restaurants. I won't accept any investment. But if there are other new projects, I can consider them."

Hu Haifeng opened his mouth and made a big picture for Zhang Jiayu. He has many new projects and will decide according to the situation.

In the next few days, Hu Haifeng felt a lot more relaxed. Apart from purchasing goods, there were other people doing everything else.

Including Sun Dahai and Zhou Shuya, they felt much more relaxed. The two apprentices called by Zheng Yueguo were also very capable, and they no longer had to do many tasks themselves.

"It seems that it won't be long before we can find a new profitable project." Hu Haifeng thought this way.

In the dormitory building of Pingshan Fertilizer Factory, a child rushed home in a hurry.

Zhou Shuya's brother Zhou Weihua lives here. As an old employee of the fertilizer factory, this apartment was distributed by his employer.

"Dad, guess who I saw today?" Maozi said to Zhou Weihua as soon as he rushed home.

"I'm not in the mood to guess riddles here."

Zhou Weihua is a very old-fashioned and traditional person. He has always been very strict with his son Zhou Xiaoliang and doesn't like his son's fuss.

"Why are you talking to your son? Did you provoke me? It's quite gentle to talk to your unlucky sister."

Zhou Weihua's daughter-in-law, Su Lijuan, sneered and said sarcastically that she had always looked down upon and disliked Zhou Shuya and Hu Haifeng. She was particularly dissatisfied with Zhou Weihua's frequent support of Zhou Shuya, and she had several quarrels because of this.

She usually speaks mostly to criticize and ridicule Zhou Weihua, and she can involve Zhou Shuya in everything.

"Son, tell mom, who did you meet?"

Su Lijuan asked, hugging her son dotingly.

"Isn't there a fast food restaurant in the city? I went there to eat Western food with my classmates, and unexpectedly I met my aunt."

His son's words immediately attracted Zhou Weihua, because there was only one aunt in his son's mouth, and that was his biological sister Zhou Shuya.

He felt both distressed and angry about this sister. He felt sorry for Zhou Shuya's suffering and was angry that Zhou Shuya had always defended Hu Haifeng.

"What is your aunt doing there?" Zhou Weihua asked his son.

"What can she do? Even she can't afford Western food. At most she can work there as a waiter?" Su Lijuan said with a sneer, her eyes full of disdain.

"Mom, it seems that my aunt is not a waiter. She is responsible for ordering food and collecting money in a fast food restaurant." Zhou Xiaoliang said.

Zhou Weihua's eyes lit up when he heard this. The waiter had indeed worked hard. It would be good if he was responsible for ordering food and collecting money.

"Tch, how can she collect money and settle accounts like this? Even her husband can't understand the plot..."

Su Lijuan had a look of disbelief on her face and said the mean words without even thinking about it.

"How can you be such a sister-in-law? After all, she is my sister." Zhou Weihua couldn't help but sneered.

"What happened to your sister? You actually quarreled with me because of her. Zhou Weihua, have you grown up? Do you remember that when you had nothing, I followed you?"

"If you feel that your sister is dear to you, go with her. Over the years, no matter how much money she has taken from you to give to that rotten gambler, I will give it back to you, otherwise I will never get into this house."

Su Lijuan started quarreling with red eyes as if she had been stepped on.

She is a typical ordinary citizen. She has not taken advantage of Zhou Shuya for so many years. Instead, she has gone out with them a lot. She has a strong opinion of Zhou Shuya and Hu Haifeng in her heart.

"Isn't that your biological sister? Ask your son if he charges her a penny less when ordering food?"

"And your rotten gambler brother-in-law will be a loser for the rest of his life. You should cut off all contact with them as soon as possible." Before Zhou Weihua could say anything, Su Lijuan started to curse again.

She had already told Zhou Weihua and Hu Haifeng's family to distance themselves from each other, for fear of dragging down her own family.

"Mom, I went with my classmates. They ordered the meal. My aunt didn't even see me. My uncle also works in that fast food restaurant. My classmates said that fast food restaurant was opened by my uncle."

In fact, what Zhou Xiaoliang wanted to say the most was this news. At that time, many classmates said this at the fast food restaurant.

He just wanted to come back and tell his parents the news.

"That's impossible. How can that bad gambler become the owner of a fast food restaurant? Unless the sun rises from the west."

Su Lijuan shook her head like a rattle and said.

Even Zhou Weihua on the side agreed with Su Lijuan's view.

It's not that he doesn't trust his sister, but he doesn't trust Hu Haifeng.

The facts over the years have been proven.

A dog can change to eat shit, but Hu Haifeng can't stop gambling.

September 15, 1992.

There is nothing special about this day, it is just an ordinary day.

Feng Dachun, who returned from studying in the capital, returned to Pingshan City.

He gained a lot this time in the capital. Although he paid 10,000 yuan, he learned real skills from Ken Dede and McDonald's.

"Hu Haifeng, your good days are over."