Reborn and refused to support his younger brother Mo, but was chased by his ex-wife and sister

Seeing Lu Shanhe's playful expression, the boss knew that if he bargained any more, he might lose the ten yuan, so he hurriedly collected it.

"Boss Lu, is there something urgent to do with Xiaomei?"

"There's nothing wrong, I just went to take a look."

After speaking, Lu Shanhe left the hair salon directly and walked to the address given by the landlady.

After passing through several alleys, Lu Shanhe came to a courtyard. Seeing that the courtyard door was open, he walked in directly.

As soon as she crossed the threshold, she saw Xiaomei washing clothes in the yard, so she smiled and waved.

Xiaomei naturally saw Lu Shanhe coming from the opposite side, and was a little overwhelmed for a moment. She hurriedly got up and wiped her hands, gave Lu Shanhe a shy wink, and walked out.

When the two came to the alley, Xiaomei said embarrassedly.

"Sisters haven't woken up yet, so it's hard to talk. How did you find yourself here?"

Lu Shanhe said directly: "I want to open a hot pot restaurant recently, and I need someone who can speak well and get things done, so I came to ask you if you would like to change the working environment."

Seeing Xiaomei hesitate, Lu Shanhe said.

"The salary is fifty a month, and if the business is good, there will be commission. Think about it?"

Xiaomei looked up and looked at Lu Shanhe in surprise, thinking she had heard wrong.

Although fifty is not as much as she earns now, in the final analysis it is a serious job. If she had such a job a year ago, how could she be reduced to this?

"Fifty?"

Lu Shanhe smiled and said: "The basic salary is fifty. If the business is good, the store manager will get a commission. How about a [-]% commission?"

The last time Xiaomei was able to make a temporary plan for Lu Shanhe, she was good at brains and mathematics. She was shocked when she heard a percentage point. If she could have a turnover of 30 yuan a day, she would have an extra [-] yuan a month.

A stable income of [-] RMB a month is not much less than what you earn in your current job. After all, most people today do not have high consumption levels, and hair salon business does not happen every day.

"Is fifty too much? I don't know if I can do it yet. What if..."

"Don't be suspicious of people. Don't be suspicious of people. I have a good eye for people. You are the most suitable for this job. Of course, if you refuse for personal reasons, I can only find someone else."

"I am willing."

Lu Shanhe smiled and handed Xiaomei an address.

"Since you want to, it's easy to say. This is the address of the new store. You can just go there tomorrow."

After speaking, Lu Shanhe looked at the yard again and took out 50 yuan.

"It's too far from the store. This money will be used as an advance payment for your first month's salary. Let's rent a house over there."

Xiaomei's eyes were a little moist when she was moved. Since she started working in this industry, she has met a lot of people of all kinds, but this was the first time for Lu Shanhe to be like this, and she felt that she might be the only one like him in this life.

"Okay, I will work hard."

"Okay, then I'll leave first. I still have a lot of things to do."

After leaving, Lu Shanhe went directly back to the hot pot restaurant, Yang Hongtao and others, and bought Dabai and other painting supplies. In one afternoon, the house had a completely new look.

Tang Maoqiang came early the next morning. Tang Maoqiang didn't say much. He heard that Lu Shanhe only asked him to do his own thing and stayed in the kitchen. By noon, the aroma wafting from the kitchen was already making people feel... My appetite is worked up.

"Master Tang, no wonder Shanhe wants to invite you. This smell completely drowns out Dabai's taste."

Tang Maoqiang smiled and said: "Boss Lu and Wang Gang gave this advice together, but the taste is not the best yet."

Yang Hongtao smiled and said: "Isn't this the best?"

Tang Maoqiang said with a smile: "It will taste best after two days."

Liu Chunhua said in surprise: "Two days later? Isn't that bad?"

Tang Maoqiang said: "It takes at least two days to boil the old soup. From now on, the fire in the stove will not be extinguished, so just keep it like this."

While they were talking, there was a noise outside. A few people went out to see Jiang Dawei helping Lu Shanhe move the plaque down.

Several female students happened to pass by and looked at it curiously.

"Ah...this bird is so abstract."

"What? I can draw it. Boss, how much does this plaque cost?"

Lu Shanhe smiled and said, "What? You want to help me design a plaque?"

"Yes, how much do you pay?"

Lu Shanhe said: "Even if you don't need money, I still have to be able to afford the store. If I do it this time, I can treat you next time."

Several female students laughed and said, "Then we will remember it."

"Okay, I remember it too."

Seeing several female students leaving, Yang Hongtao smiled and said, "Shanhe, are you really planning to invite them?"

Lu Shanhe smiled and said, "How is that possible? It's just a joke. They didn't take it seriously, let alone me."

Lu Shanhe's brand was designed based on several major elements of later generations of advertising. It looked simple, but in fact it was anything but simple.

Take the abstract quail as an example. It’s easy to remember at a glance and hard to forget.

In this era when signs of fried vegetables and rice are posted on the door, it is difficult not to remember it as soon as you pass by. This is why a few female students passed by and came to watch the excitement.

At noon, Lu Shanhe went to buy stir-fried vegetables nearby, and it was not until evening that he invited Wang Dabao over for hot pot.

Looking at the plaque at the door and the new furnishings in the house, Wang Dabao had to give Lu Shanhe a thumbs up.

"Otherwise, my mutton soup restaurant is going bad. If I have your thoughts, I might be able to start it."

Lu Shanhe smiled and said, "If you always want to open a mutton soup restaurant, I'll leave it to you. Who told you to have a good relationship with my dad?"

Wang Dabao laughed and said: "How can it be possible? I'm just talking."

Originally, Wang Dabao's dried mutton soup restaurant just felt it was a pity to see the house idle. Now Lu Shanhe gives him ten yuan a month's rent, which is enough for his food and clothing, so why bother.

When the hot pot was served, Wang Dabao couldn't help but admire it again.

"Okay, okay, authentic. It tastes the same as the one I ate in Peking when I was a kid."

Lu Shanhe said: "Uncle Wang has been to Peking?"

"Ahem...that's all I said."

Seeing Wang Dabao change his words, Lu Shanhe knew that he was afraid that he would go out and publicize it to him, so he stopped asking further questions.

After all, these people have been frightened. Being able to come and have this drink today is all for Lu Linshan's sake. After all, from this point of view, neither of them are of good quality.

"Actually, it's nothing. My grandfather also went to Peiping when he was studying in Zhili."

While talking, Lu Shanhe changed the subject again.

After a glass of wine, Liu Chunhua stood up with a smile.

"Hello, I'm sorry, the store hasn't opened yet. It will officially open the day after tomorrow. The white paint I just painted today needs to dry."

"I-I'm not here to eat."

When Lu Shanhe heard the voice, he turned around and smiled.

"The last person in our store is here."

Everyone looked at Xiaomei in surprise, and Xiaomei was also a little embarrassed. She originally thought that there might not be many people in the store, but she never expected that there were so many people. So what was the purpose of Lu Shanhe's invitation?