My staff is inhuman

Chapter 58 Expansion of the storefront
"Yeah, delicious!"

Early the next morning, Dai Moli's excited screams were heard in the massage parlor.

She was holding a delicate pastry in her hand, and after taking a bite, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and ate it in one bite, her pink tongue couldn't help but lick the corner of her lips.

This was the first time she tasted sweetness after her death, not to mention that the pastry was so delicious.

Even the bayberry on the side was amazed by the deliciousness of this pastry.

"There are only a few pastries, you can save some to eat, but the coffee is also delicious, and it will be treated as a welfare for your employees."

Zhang Yi put all the things he found from the foreman's room on the table.

It's a pity that I was too worried at the time, worried that Mr. Tang would come back at any time, so I didn't go to the warehouse on the first floor to search in time to see if I could find more ingredients that Dai Moli and the others could eat.

But it doesn't matter, after eating, I will think of other ways.

Yang Yang and Xia Tao, he did not summon them out.

It's not that I'm partial.

One reason is that the massage shop is too small now, and there is nothing to do after the two of them come.

Secondly, he will expand the massage shop as soon as possible. After the store expands, he will renovate it and give the two new employees a good impression.

"Boss, you are so kind!"

Dai Moli's eyes almost turned into crescents from laughter.

"Stop flattering, work hard, and let's get rid of poverty and become rich."

"Yes, we work hard, everyone has something to eat!"

Dai Moli puffed her round cheeks, and nodded vigorously.

"Look at the store, I'll go out for a while."

"Good boss!"

"jingle!"

Zhang Yi came to the door of the shop next door, and after looking at the subletting and a series of phone numbers written on the faded paper, Zhang Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number on it.

"Beep...the number you dialed is empty, please check and dial again."

Empty number?

"Young man, are you going to rent a shop?"

At this time, the old man who was drinking tea in front of the door saw Zhang Yi talking on the phone at the door of the shop, and asked.

"Yes, sir, do you know how to contact the landlord?"

"The landlord has been dead for many years, but the key to the shop should be in the hands of the landlord's family.

You can ask about it, just walk inside along the alley,
1...

156 number.

Yes, number 156. "

"Thank you, sir, what is the landlord's surname."

"My surname is Meng."

"Okay, thank you sir!"

Zhang Yi searched for each family along the alley.

149, 151, 153...

Zhang Yi stopped and looked at the house number 156 in front of him. The door was closed tightly, and one of the couplets on the door was missing.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Hi, is anyone there?"

After a while, footsteps came from behind the door, "Kah! Hum~" The small window on the door was opened, and an old lady bent over the small window: "Who are you looking for?"

"I heard that the shop in front of you belongs to your family, so I want to ask if it is for rent."

"shop!"

The old lady looked Zhang Yi up and down for a while, and nodded: "You can rent it to you, but I ask for a long-term lease, three years, 1500 per month."

"it is good."

Zhang Yi nodded readily and agreed, the price is already very cheap, even much lower than the market price.

"I have one more condition."

"You say."

"I..." The old lady opened her mouth with a look of doubt: "If my wife comes back, you must not beat him, and you can't do it with monks or Taoist priests."

The old lady's request sounds very weird, and anyone else would have to think about whether to change the place.

But Zhang Yi did not have this burden: "This is no problem."

These words made the old lady stunned.

"Do you really want to rent it?"

"of course."

After repeated confirmation from Zhang Yi, the old lady closed the small window and then opened the door: "Come in and talk."

The old lady was dressed very simply, with a short-sleeved coat and a pair of shorts. At this age, she didn't seem to care about her attire anymore.

Zhang Yi walked into the yard, which was very large and filled with many potted plants.

This is probably the way the old lady makes a living.

"Sit down, I'll make you a pot of tea."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Zhang Yi motioned for the old lady to sit down first, and then sat aside: "The potted plants here are so beautiful, did you plant them all?"

Zhang Yi noticed that in front of the house, several potted plants were well maintained, especially the elm tree.

An old tree with old roots, vigorous and simple, with an antique feeling, Zhang Yi couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"They're all worthless things, son, you want to rent my shop, do you really understand my request?"

Zhang Yi didn't reply, just looked at the old lady.

"My wife has been away for several years, and she will come back for a few days every year." The old lady picked up the fan on the table with one hand and said as if telling a story to Zhang Yi.

"He is a person who can't stay idle. Every time he comes back, he will turn left and right. Sometimes he will go to the front room to have a look."

Speaking of this, the old lady looked at Zhang Yi: "If you don't believe me, just think I'm telling you a story, but the few tenants in front of you have withdrawn the lease in this way. Once they leave, the shop will be difficult to rent out." gone."

Zhang Yi understood what the old lady meant.

If a good shop suddenly quits and leaves, there will inevitably be a lot of gossip.

Doing business is all about auspiciousness. If someone's shop is haunted, how can the shop be rented out.

Therefore, it is understandable for the old lady to ask for a long-term lease.

"Don't worry, I'm not as timid as you think. If the old man really comes back, he won't hurt me. I rent this shop. Let's make a note now. I have a copy of my ID card with me."

Seeing that Zhang Yi was so sure, the old lady didn't say anything else, she just added: "If the lease period is not reached, I will not refund any money."

"The rental period is not up, I will refund. I am your grandson."

"Oh, okay, I hope my old man won't scare you."

The old lady turned and went back to the house, and took out paper and pen, and a key from the room.

After Zhang Yi wrote down the rental receipt, the two signed their names. Although it was not official, it saved a lot of trouble.

Zhang Yi transferred the rent directly to the old lady.

The total is [-]. Before I inherited the massage shop, I had some savings in my hands. I didn't need to use the money in my passbook, and it was enough to pay the rent.

Of course, the main thing is cheap.

Otherwise, according to the market price, if such a shop requires at least 3000 a month's rent, I really can't afford that much money.

"This is my phone number, just call me if you need anything."

After Zhang Yi wrote down the phone number on the paper, he took the key and walked out.

After Zhang Yi left, the old lady sat on the chair and looked at the potted plant with gorse in her hand.

This potted plant is small and thin, and there is a sticky note on the flower pot with three words [not blooming]

Holding a fan, she patted the potted plant and said to herself;
"Old ghost, don't try to scare people anymore. In a few years, when Yunyun gets married this year, I'll go find you."

While talking, the old lady put the fan on her chest, closed her eyes, and after a while, she began to snore slightly...

Walking out of the old lady's house, Zhang Yi did not forget to close the door.

Back in front of the shop, Zhang Yi pulled up the shutter door of the shop.

After sweeping away the dust floating in the air with a wave of his hand, he took a closer look at the shop, which was not too big, about [-] square meters.

Like the massage parlor next door, it has two floors.

What surprised Zhang Yi was that the tenants in front of the store had already renovated the storefront, and the store was empty without any sundries.

This saves on decoration.

Walking to the second floor, there is still a billboard for [SPA Essential Oil Massage] on the wall at the corner of the stairs.

"Hey, it can't be a colleague."

Going up to the second floor, there are several small cubicles, which have been simply decorated and look pretty good.

There are also several old foot massage beds in the cubicle.

But the quality was a bit poor. Zhang Yi kicked it, and it felt like it was about to fall apart.

After looking around, Zhang Yi already had a bottom line in his heart.

Decoration is saved, as long as the walls of the two shops are opened, and the cleaning lady cleans it carefully.

Hurry up, it can be done in a day.

As for the massage bed, the one upstairs is definitely not available.

I can buy a batch of new ones online, and if they are delivered in the same city, they should arrive soon.

Zhang Yi pulled down the shutter door, turned around and walked into the store, thinking about how to save costs and improve efficiency.

"jingle!"

"Boss, Angkor is here."

Zhang Yi took a look and saw that Wu Jie was lying on the massage table, and Yang Mei was doing cupping for him.

"Angkor, aren't you going to work today?"

Wu Jie raised his head and saw that it was Zhang Yi, so he waved his hands: "No, I'm getting old and I can't support myself anymore. I tried a few places before but it didn't work. I'm thinking of coming to your place today to give it a try."

"Then you have come to the right place. My home's fire therapy is very effective. You can try it. If it works, you can introduce it to the police force. I welcome you here anytime."

Wu Jie smiled and was about to say something when the phone in his pocket rang. Zhang Yi helped him take out the phone and handed it to Wu Jie.

Wu Jie answered the phone, his expression gradually became serious.

"Well, okay, okay, I'll be right back."

After speaking, hang up the phone.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Zhang Yi wanted to get up from the massage chair when he saw Wu Jie, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The profession of police is really not something ordinary people can do.

"It's nothing serious. It's just a female anchor who suddenly went crazy and slashed her face with a knife. Now the person is under control, but the other party's family members called the police. We still have to go."

Wu Jie motioned to Yangmei to help him pull out the cupping jar first. Yangmei had already raised the thermos cup in her hand, so she could only put down the thermos cup when she saw this.

"female anchor?"

Zhang Yi wasn't together at first, but after hearing that, he felt something was wrong.

"That female anchor?"

"I don't know, it seems to be called... Oh, by the way, Gourmet Fungus is also a big anchor, you can search it."

Zhang Yi took out his phone and searched, and a photo of a woman appeared on the home page.

Zhang Yi took a look, wasn't this the woman whose face was torn off last night?

original……

She is still alive.

(End of this chapter)