At the beginning, I thought I was poor and divorced, so I opened a shop and you asked for remarriage

"Give me a piece of steamed fish! It's finally here!"

"Is there no glutinous rice chicken? I suddenly wanted to eat glutinous rice chicken last night. I was so hungry that I didn't sleep well."

"10 beef buns! 2 bowls of eight-treasure porridge, you can eat with buns!"

While Jiang Feng was working, he listened to the guests asking about other dishes.

Think for a moment.

Jiang Feng lost his mind.

Aunt Sun asked, "What's the matter? Boss Xiao Jiang? Stop when I saw you working for the first time."

Jiang Feng said with a smile, "I just had an idea just now."

"Why don't you spend one day a week instead of selling steamed stuffed buns, and just make a la carte?"

95: Central business district, refers to the business district centered on Jiang Feng's shop!Xu Na lost 1 yuan in a single day, and her business was extremely poor!

The store is buzzing!

"Isn't it good? It's hard to eat without buns."

"That's right, Boss Xiaojiang, I can't get tired of your steamed stuffed buns for decades, I can't get enough of them at all!"

Although the guests were greedy for Jiang Feng's dishes.

But the buns are also delicious!

Tangled!

Especially the old customers who regarded Jiang Feng's place as a cafeteria.

There are three or five steamed buns and a bowl of porridge for every meal, and the delicious food for more than a dozen yuan suddenly disappears one day, which is also very uncomfortable.

However, some neighbors agreed.

"Let's eat whatever Boss Xiaojiang arranges."

"Only one day a week, I feel acceptable."

"Yes, it's okay to eat more dishes."

The old customers gradually reached a consensus.

indeed.

Boss Xiaojiang can arrange it.

There are too many opinions, Boss Xiaojiang should be entangled.

The neighbors really took good care of Jiang Feng and didn't want to make things difficult for Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "Then I'll try another day, if it doesn't work, let's change it back."

"Row."

After the discussion, the neighbors started eating.

Some of the new customers have strange expressions on their faces.

"How does it feel like eating at home?"

"Indeed, it's quite rare for diners to discuss with the bosses."

"But it feels pretty good, talking and laughing, just like when I was eating big pot meals in the early years."

Zhao Fuchuan happened to be next to these newcomers.

He said, "The big pot of rice doesn't taste like that."

"When you try it later, you will know why the atmosphere here is so good."

Several people chatted with Zhao Fuchuan: "Are you a regular customer?"

"It's okay, come here when you have time, many times."

"The taste is really as good as it says?"

Zhao Fuchuan said seriously: "It's only possible that the taste is better than what you've heard, and it's impossible to be worse than what you imagined."

"I have eaten and seen it before, but all the dishes made by Boss Xiaojiang are the best I have ever eaten."

Zhao Fuchuan has two sons in his family.

The eldest son likes to draw and is now the art director of their luxury group.

The youngest son has a good business talent and has gradually taken over the family business.

Usually, Zhao Fuchuan occasionally chats with Rong Lijun, and often shows off that his children are good and worry-free.

Zhao Fuchuan's time is much more relaxed than Rong Lijun's, so he often comes here.

"As you said, I'm getting more and more hungry."

Zhao Fuchuan said: "Then I will buy a few more later, listen to my advice, you won't be able to refill your meal after you sit down."

"Okay, thank you."

"I saw that you were dressed so decently, and I thought you were that kind of arrogant big boss. I didn't expect you to be so good at talking."

Zhao Fuchuan had some emotion on his face.

It was here at Jiang Feng's place that he was a little talkative and able to let go.

Out of this door, he still has to be the chairman, and he has to pay attention to everything he says.

"Old Zhao."

Just as Zhao Fuchuan took two steps forward, he heard someone calling him.

Look back.

Mo Yinuo, the chairman of the Mo Group, was the senior brother of Zhao Fuchuan's Department of Economics and Management in the early years, and the two still belong to the same chamber of commerce.

"Old Mo, are you here too?"

"Yeah, it's rare to be free today, but I'm so hungry."

"Should we talk later after shopping?"

"Alright, we'll talk about it later."

Several new customers also looked back, a little surprised.

The clothes and watch on Mo Yinuo's body were not cheap at first glance.

There is also a secretary next to him.

This store is awesome.

Why do so many rich people come here to eat?

With doubts, they gradually moved forward with the team, and finally arrived at the counter.

"Hi, what would you like to order?"

Jiang Feng asked politely.

Several people looked at Jiang Feng closely.

No wonder everyone said that the owner of this store is a bunch of handsome.

It's so handsome.

The men all thought that Jiang Feng was really good-looking.

"Can I have one of each bun? And a bowl of mung bean paste."

"no problem."

Jiang Feng didn't bother, he packed them one by one and handed them to the guests.

The next few guests also ordered one after another.

There is no place in the store.

They took the trays and went outside the shop.

There are still a few mazzas outside the store.

During meal time, Cui Hao will consciously move out his horses and put them in a row outside the store.

and.

Cui Hao didn't mind Jiang Feng's guests sitting at his house to eat, as long as there was room.

A few new customers sat on the Maza and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun.

The moment when the juice, filling and dough enter the mouth at the same time.

Several people's eyes widened.

"What the old man said just now is true, this is too delicious."

"Absolutely, can buns still be so delicious?"

"No wonder those two rich people also come here to eat, it's really delicious!"

"It's over, I bought less! I only bought six! I didn't buy eight-treasure porridge or seafood porridge! I was wrong!"

Several people ate and complained.

Less than 2 minutes.

Zhao Fuchuan and Mo Yinuo also came over with their secretaries.

Their cars are right next to them.

But they didn't go.

When eating in Jiang Feng's shop, it is most comfortable to eat outside the shop.

Both secretaries had deck chairs for fishing, and a small dining table.

After sitting.

Zhao Fuchuan took a beef bun, took a bite, and looked at Mo Yinuo with a satisfied face: "Why did you come so early?"

"Don't you live far away?"

Mo Yinuo said, "I moved and bought a house here."

Zhao Fuchuan clicked his tongue twice: "I just moved too."

Mo Yinuo took a sip of the eight-treasure porridge, breathed out in satisfaction, and said, "I plan to move the company here too."

"Going to the company for two or three hours will take too much time for me to come over for dinner."

Zhao Fuchuan agreed: "I'm also considering moving. After my son came over for a meal, he decided to move his company here."

"After a while, the headquarters of the group will also move here."

Mo Yinuo said: "Then you have to hurry up, the office buildings around here are almost sold out!"

"Do you know who rented it first?"

Zhao Fuchuan's old face darkened: "Could it be that old bastard Rong Lijun?"

"It's him!" Mo Yinuo laughed, "The best one has already been bought by him."

"If you're late, there's probably no room nearby. This has already become a central business district!"

Central business district.

It refers to the business circle centered on Jiang Feng's store.

Zhao Fuchuan was not surprised: "Boss Xiaojiang's craftsmanship will become like this sooner or later. Just look at it. Maybe foreign companies can move here."

"Xiao Zhang, you can look for nearby office buildings and buy them if there is a suitable one."

"Understood, Chairman."

Mo Yinuo asked: "Then have you heard? Lao Rong seems to be planning to make Jiang Feng his son-in-law, but he has a girlfriend."