Start with the script killing shop

When Jiang Qi and Fang Jing returned to the store, Zhou Yuan had not left yet.

She didn't sit on the sofa this time, she sat directly at the front desk.

Those who knew she was Fang Jing's employee, but those who didn't know thought she was Jiang Qi's newly hired clerk.

Liu Lan, Qin Can, Jiang Wanwan and Huang Fugui have all finished their work. Only Old John is still in jail upstairs. Huang Fugui was cooking noodles, Liu Lan and Qin Can were placing side dishes, and Jiang Wanwan was staring at the chicken wings that were about to be cooked in the air fryer.

Although everyone in the store has been eating vegetable noodles for a long time, no one feels tired of it at all. The more they eat, the more side dishes are served with the noodles. In the beginning, there were only 3 or 4 basic models, then it became 7 or 8 deluxe models, and now it has developed into more than 20 types to fill a table.

Those who knew it were eating noodles, but those who didn’t know it thought it was a kimchi tasting party.

Qin Can was particularly exaggerated today, even bringing salted fish and spicy duck feet from home.

Even Fang Jing was shocked by this battle.

"Speaking of which." Fang Jing suddenly remembered something very important, "Boss Jiang, does your store have a food business license?"

"Of course." Jiang Qi raised his head proudly. He would not do such things as operating without a license. He walked to the front desk, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of certificates inside. "I have all the certificates, and they are all here."

These certificates were all issued by Jiang Bing. Although Jiang Bing didn't make a penny and lost everything from opening the store in these years, he learned how to apply for the certificates and became very skilled in it.

Every time he opens a store, no matter what kind of store he opens, Jiang Bing will first apply for all the certificates that can be obtained.

Fang Jing was shocked again.

Zhou Yuan was concentrating on playing games when she heard a male voice that sounded a lot like her boss's voice. She couldn't help but raise her head and was shocked to see Fang Jing's face.

For some reason, she had the same feeling as when she was at school, sitting in the last row of the class playing games, and when she turned around, she saw the head teacher's face pressed against the small window on the back door, staring at her.

Zhou Yuan sold her teammates on the spot and put her phone on the table: "Hello, boss."

Fang Jing nodded. He actually had no impression of Zhou Yuan. If he hadn't met her yesterday, he wouldn't have known that there was such a number one employee in the company.

"Are you here to play?" Fang Jing asked casually.

"No, I'll help Boss Jiang check out the store." Zhou Yuan said.

If possible, I would also like to eat a bowl of vegetable noodles.

If not, I don’t know if it’s okay to pay.

Zhou Yuan was indispensable for being able to win the big order from Fang Jing so smoothly. Jiang Qi smiled and said, "It just so happened that Boss Fang came over to have noodles together. If Zhou Yuan hasn't had dinner, why don't you stay and eat together."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Yuan responded positively. Seeing that the dishes and chopsticks were still on the cabinet, she quickly went to get the dishes and chopsticks to wash them down.

Fang Jing looked at the people on the first floor and suddenly realized a problem.

There don't seem to be many clerks in the store.

The two script-killing shops he went to later had more than a dozen clerks, so when Jiang Qi was discussing the plan with him just now, he subconsciously assumed that there were so many people in Jiang Qi's shop that they could be responsible for the barbecue competition.

It was completely ignored that Galaxy Script Club was much smaller than the other two.

"Boss Jiang, how many employees does your store have?" Fang Jing asked.

Jiang Qi said: "There are 6 full-time and part-time employees. If we are responsible for team building, we can have one more person."

Jiang Qi included Wang Erya.

Fang Jing frowned slightly, feeling that there were not enough people there.

Jiang Qi knew what Fang Jing was worried about. In fact, he also knew that there would definitely not be enough manpower. It's just that Fang Jing said before that he would send a person in charge to talk to him tomorrow, and Jiang Qi planned to raise the issue of insufficient manpower with the person in charge tomorrow.

"So at that time, we may need some more people from Boss Fang's side for maintenance. The employees in our store will play the role of the main NPC. The specific details will be discussed tomorrow." Jiang Qi continued.

Fang Jing's brows relaxed and he nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Huang Fugui’s noodles are almost ready.

It was steaming hot, and the store was filled with steam and the aroma of cooked wheat noodles. It was so fragrant that Zhou Yuan, who had just eaten two large bowls of vegetable noodles yesterday, salivated like crazy. She took a few deep breaths and wanted to inhale the aroma into her nose.

Zhou Yuan smacked her mouth, feeling like she had already eaten the noodles.

"Boss Jiang, it would be great if you could take over the noodle shop next door. They already sell ice cream, milk tea and grilled sausages. It wouldn't be bad to add a side business selling noodles. If your store sells noodles, it only costs no more than 50 yuan. I will definitely come to eat, I come to eat every day!" Zhou Yuan didn't care that the boss was right next to her, and she dared to say anything.

Although she is still an ordinary small operator in the company, she is a small operator who has played script-killing games with her boss and the company's senior executives. She is a small operator who uses her card skills to kill everyone in the game.

And it will soon become a small operation where you can have dinner with your boss.

Zhou Yuan felt that reaching the pinnacle of life was nothing more than this.

"If we really open a noodle shop, it won't exhaust Uncle Huang." Jiang Qi said with a smile.

"Yeah, I usually make a few bowls of noodles for customers, and it's quite interesting to cook dinner for the people in the store at night. If I really open a noodle shop and become a noodle chef, my life will be boring. How can I be interested in opening a noodle shop? It's fun to kill DMs in the script, and you can see all kinds of customers every day." Huang Fugui said with a smile.

When he was the 'God of Cooking', he was not bound by the title of God of Cooking to become a real cook. Now that he has become a card character drawn by Jiang Qi, he naturally does not want to be a noodle cook in peace and contentment.

Huang Fugui opens a book and reads books every day and stays in the store happily. It's not that he is habitually happy, but he thinks this job is really interesting, even more interesting than when he was a country squire and a chef.

However, Jiang Qi felt that Huang Fugui would say this, most likely to fool Fang Jing.

Huang Fugui's ability to talk to people and talk to ghosts has been taught to him several times.

Zhou Yuan felt it made sense and nodded without saying anything.

Fang Jing was somewhat impressed by Huang Fugui.

When he was playing the book yesterday, he was a little curious about why Huang Fugui became the DM.

He is not a person who fights unprepared battles, just like if he wants to let the people in the script killing shop be responsible for part of the team building, he will take the heads of each department to go through it on the spot.

Before he came to the store, he had done homework related to script killing.

Regarding DM, the most common word he saw was "power for love".

Generally speaking, the salary is not high, and you often have to stay up late, have irregular meals, and have an inverted work and rest schedule. Unless you are a store partner, ordinary full-time DMs do not see any development prospects. It seems to be a career that depends on youth.

Yesterday, he was a little surprised when he saw Huang Fugui. He thought that what was said on the Internet was exaggerated. The DMs were not only young people but also middle-aged people.

When he was eating noodles, he was even more shocked. He was shocked at how this script-killing shop had the money to order such expensive noodles. When Fang Jing was eating noodles, he felt that this noodles was really worth the money.

Vegetable noodles with this kind of taste and texture, even if there are only a few green vegetables and a soft-boiled egg as side dishes, are sold in high-end Chinese restaurants for a high three-digit price, and many people are willing to eat them.

For example, he is very willing.

When Fang Jing learned that the green vegetable noodles were made by Huang Fugui, although he didn't show it on his face, he was even more surprised in his heart.

With such skills, whether you open your own noodle shop or apply for a job as a chef in a high-end Chinese restaurant, you will have a better future than working as a DM in a small script shop.

How could such a great noodle maker be so unprofessional?

Now Fang Jing somewhat understood Huang Fugui.

He only thinks that Huang Fugui is an outsider who does whatever he wants and lives for himself.

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After a bowl of noodles, Fang Jing's evaluation of the Galaxy script went up a notch.

This is what it’s like to eat Huang Fugui’s green vegetable noodles. It’s amazing the first time you eat it, it’s amazing the second time you eat it, and it’s still amazing the third and fourth times you eat it. No matter how long you eat it, even if you get used to it, it’s still amazing. , the more you eat, the more amazing it becomes.

Many foods will make you feel tired after eating them for a long time, but Chef God’s Green Vegetable Noodles are definitely not one of them.

This is a buffed vegetable noodle made by the God of Cooking from the ancient fantasy world. In the anime, it glows when you remove the lid and bursts when you eat it.

As a president, Fang Jing was naturally not free enough to stay in the script store to help look after the store like the grassroots employees.

After finishing the meal, Fang Jing said goodbye and left. After Zhou Yuan helped wash the dishes, she suddenly received a call. It seemed that there was something to do at work, so she hurried home.

That night, there were three pairs of guests who wanted to fight for three different tickets, and they were very determined not to change tickets. Liu Lan tried her best but could not gather the people, resulting in a rare night without customers in the store.

Since there were no customers, Jiang Qi simply asked everyone to get off work and go home early. After Old John, who was the last to finish his work, opened the jail book at around eight o'clock, the store closed.

As soon as the store closed, Jiang Qi didn't need to make a special trip to send Jiang Wanwan home. Instead, he took Old John and Huang Fugui to a barbecue restaurant deep in the alley to order some barbecue and take it back to have a meal with Wang Erya.

Business at the Xia Tian BBQ restaurant is very good, even if Jiang Qi is taking it away, he still has to wait for a while.

The boss generously gave the three of them a can of iced Coke and told them to sit and wait for a while. The three of them simply sat outside and turned on the fans.

"Uncle Huang, if there happened to be a noodle shop when I summoned you and asked you to choose between being a DM or a chef, would you really choose to be a DM?" Jiang Qi asked curiously.

"Of course it depends on which job has better benefits." Huang Fugui said with a smile, "Boss, just listen to what I said just now. I just said it casually for fear of revealing my secret."

Jiang Qi:......

"Although being a noodle cook is a bit more boring than being a DM, it's not impossible if the benefits are good. As long as you have time to play with your mobile phone, any job can be quite interesting."

Jiang Qi suspected that what Huang Fugui really wanted to say was that no job was as interesting as playing with a mobile phone anyway. As long as he could play with a mobile phone, anything would be fine.

"The worst thing is not to sleep at night, right, Brother John."

Old John:......

You just talk about things, why do you always cue me?