A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 52 Development in progress

The next day, Donald first went to print the flyers, then went to the newsroom to find a few newsboys, paid them 5 cents each, and asked them to distribute the flyers on the street.

The leaflets are made of good materials, color-printed newsprint, and after calendering, both sides are smooth and lint-free.

The name of the Chinese Mutual Aid Association is written on the booklet, and the philosophy of the Mutual Aid Association is written. All people in need of help are welcome to join the Mutual Aid Association, stay together as a group, and will not be bullied by others.

The brochure also describes the things and benefits that need to be done to join the mutual aid association.

Welfare includes work and providing board and lodging. What needs to be done, of course, is to contribute to the mutual aid association and obey the orders of the mutual aid association.

Donald didn't know that if Senguang hadn't cleaned up the Portland family in advance, as long as he dared to accept people in the name of a gang, he would immediately be attacked by the Portland family, or join in to pay the fee, or be abolished by the Portland family's thugs.

Now, of course, the Portland family is history.

Therefore, when Donald himself distributed brochures recruiting gang members on the streets, he did not encounter any nails.

Many people came to Shen's restaurant opened by Donald that day.

Among them are Chinese who can't get along. They are not international students, but just honest and friendly people who smuggled over in the early years. They can't even speak a few English words.

And black/white young men with nothing to do, and gangsters.

Although Donald has no experience, he knows that he is not capable enough.

Because of this, he instinctively brushed away those thorns that he couldn't control at all, such as idle young people and gangsters, leaving only the honest ones.

This happened to be expected by Moriguang.

Since they are willing to spend money, it is very easy to recruit people, and it is in full swing and thriving.

In the past few days, more and more people have been attracted to join by the name of the China Mutual Aid Association.

On the street, there was a black man who had just been dismissed from a management position. He couldn't find a job, but there were several children waiting for him to earn wages.

The child has several mothers, and of course he does not have a formal wife.

A black man in a tie, sitting next to a fire hydrant on the street, suddenly burst into tears, the stress of life crushing him.

At this time, a brochure floating on the ground fell in front of him.

"Gang? Anyway, I can't even find a decent job. This group of people look down on me because of my skin color. I need at least a job that can make money now."

On the other side, a group of Chinese laborers called to stop children running around on the street.

"Hey, what is that in your hand, kid?"

They took it over and took a look, and everyone was skeptical immediately.

They are a group of low-level Chinese workers with no education or connections who specialize in doing odd jobs for others. In the lighthouse country, people like them are called tools of hard work.

Because of the recent economic downturn in Gotham City, they have not received work for several days.

A man with a dark face pointed at the newspaper and said, "Let's go there and take a look."

"Gang... not good."

"It's not a good fart. You see, people provide us with job opportunities. If we have a job, we can have food."

Next to the East Side Middle School, a white teenager who dropped out of school was sweeping the street. He scanned and saw the gang newspapers posted on the wall.

As if seeing hope, he tore the newspaper off the wall.

"Joining a gang is better than sweeping the streets here!"

This scene happened in various places on the street. Shen's restaurant was coming and going, and it was extremely noisy for a while.

In Shen's restaurant, Donald organized people to clean up the things left over from the old restaurant, as well as the promotional posters they pasted on the doors and windows and the store logo hanging on the store door.

An old Chinese man writhed and looked at Donald. "Manager, can you do it?"

"Ah..." Donald was at a loss for what to do.

The old Chinese is an old fritter, and he figured out Donald in just five days, and knew that Donald had a real big boss on top of him.

He turned against customers and said angrily to Donald: "The posters on the glass have been pasted with superglue for several years. How many days will it take for you to let the brothers do this? The big boss will not be angry when he finds out that you are doing this. Dead people."

Donald knew that he had no experience, let alone experience in running a store, and his momentum immediately weakened.

"Then what should we do?"

"Hmph. You find a few people to apply some vinegar or dish soap on the glass, and then use a brush to brush off the poster. This will be efficient."

Donald immediately listened to what the old Chinese said.

He faintly felt that the employees who had been obedient to him a few days ago had faintly refused to listen to him these days.

Master, master, can you really do good things?

At the same time, rumors were flying in the nearby shops.

A group of shopkeepers whose business was in ruins had nothing to do in their free time, so they occasionally stopped by and talked about the tycoon who bought twenty shops in a row.

A woman chattered, lowered her voice, and peddled her secondary news.

"I heard that he is not a real rich man. There is a big boss behind him, and he is the real rich man."

"Let me just say it." Another male shopkeeper said jealously: "This young man doesn't look rich at first glance, and he doesn't seem to have much ability. So he is not the boss. Hehe, this boss is miserable. Such incompetent people."

"Who says otherwise? He bought twenty of the worst-operated stores. Is there any way out?"

The other boss was full of recognition and nodded continuously. "I think they will lose money and die sooner or later. You see, the Shen's restaurant opposite is mainly run by a man named Donald. He can't even manage this restaurant well."

Next, a group of bosses spent the afternoon criticizing Donald and his business practices from various angles.

In fact, they are full of jealousy.

Why didn't that young man Donald buy our store.

Woohoo, we can't hold on any longer, we don't have any guests! ! !
Otherwise, how could we spend an afternoon chatting.

A few sour lemon monsters are in the store, and they hate Donald's boss behind the scenes for not buying them.

This is just looking down on them.

……

Inside the twenty restaurants, the employees have different thoughts, but they all cherish this job.

Several employees chatted and felt that they were lucky.

I couldn't get along anymore, I just wanted to join a gang to survive, but who knew that this gang wouldn't want them to go to the streets to collect protection fees and live on the knife edge.

Second, don't let them do illegal business.

Three, Manager Donald is very talkative.

The Chinese employees laughed when they mentioned Donald.

"That's still a young man. He can't do many things well, and he always does bad things. But...he is a good leader. When I got off work last time, I saw him checking the ledger in the kitchen, counting over and over again. Purchase list."

"Yes, he is not like other leaders, he always puts on airs, as if we are not of the same class."

"We haven't met the big boss yet, I really don't know who the big boss is."

There is an older Chinese worker who is very taboo when it comes to big bosses, he said with a mysterious face: "The person who can give the manager so much money and buy twenty restaurants in one go is not a small person. "

"Brothers, we made a lot of money and followed the right people."

"Let's not go outside and talk about the big boss casually. This kind of person is not something we can afford to talk about. All you have to do is work hard."

Everyone agrees.

Some people are so precious about this job opportunity that they refuse to tell others. Some people invite their friends and tell them that there is a gang and actually provide them with serious job opportunities.

A Chinese teenager secretly hid in the toilet and called his friends.

"Teacher, I'm in a gang now... what? I didn't want to be depraved. This gang is very good. They don't want us to do illegal things, and they also provide us with job opportunities. Didn't you get fired from a Michelin three-star restaurant recently? Why don't you bring your brothers and sisters to work with us?"

……

In the middle of the night, Donald dragged his tired body to the church.

As always, the master emerged from the darkness.

Donald said to Moriguang in shame: "Dear master, I have done a very bad job. The business is losing money every day. Now everyone is not convinced by me. All colleagues are waiting for our store to close down."

On the church pew in the darkness, Moriguang sat there quietly, looking at Donald coldly.

"Do not."

"On the contrary, you did a great job."

Senguang laughed secretly, Donald really thought we were here to open a restaurant.

"It's normal to lose money in business. Any business will lose money at the beginning."

"But Donald, you are really doing a good job. Although some of the employees you recruit are old-fashioned, they are all people who are willing to work."

"They will work hard."

"Of course, I will obey my orders."

"In addition." Senguang paused for a moment to let Donald, who was so excited that he cried, calm down a little before continuing. "Also, haven't you discovered that you have a good reputation among these employees? They may not listen to you that much, but they love you enough."

Donald wiped away his tears and clenched his fists excitedly.

The master actually did not blame himself, but encouraged himself that he would do better for the master.

"Now enter the third stage. You use the money I gave you to maintain the operation of [-] restaurants. All dishes will be reduced by [-]% off!"

"Master?" Donald was astonished. Isn't that the same as giving away food to others?

Moriguang glanced at him, his eyes full of unquestionable and undeniable majesty.

"At the same time, you have to give the first gang order. Tomorrow, all the brothers who joined the mutual aid association will be called together at Shen's restaurant at ten o'clock in the evening. We will officially hold the initiation ceremony, and I will appear at that time."

Sen Guang shook his robe, "Originally, this was supposed to be your mission, but you are not capable enough, so I can only take action personally for the time being."

In addition, these first group of people who join the association really need to get in touch with them and establish prestige in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)