Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

When Sha Zhu came home from get off work, he saw three old men playing chess at the front gate and immediately became interested.

"Second Master, jump on the horse and eat his soldiers. Listen to me, you will be right if you eat them."

"Uncle San, jump on the gun, now it's your turn to attack Uncle Er's lair, just surround him and he won't be able to escape!

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The two old men put down their chess pieces at the same time and gave Sha Zhu a cold look.

The first uncle even scolded him directly: "Zhu Zi, haven't you heard that a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word? Besides, you are giving advice to the second uncle one moment, and directing the third uncle the next moment. Can you handle it?"

Sha Zhu chuckled and said, "Uncle, I just saw that they were playing too slowly and I was itching to try."

An old man who was watching the chess game was disturbed, so he shook his head and left.

The second uncle Lin Shuming played for a while, and finally dropped the chess piece amid Sha Zhu's yelling, and went home with a gloomy face.

When Sha Zhu saw the two uncles leave, he immediately became more interested and asked the third uncle who hadn't left yet, "Third uncle, how about we play a game?"

"Hey, idiot, you want to abuse me? No way!"

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard footsteps. Sha Zhu turned around and saw that it was the third uncle's eldest son Yan Jiecheng and eldest daughter-in-law Yu Li. He felt bored and shouted, "Third uncle, since your son and daughter-in-law came to see you, we won't leave today. I'll come and train you another day."

Unexpectedly, Yan Jiecheng saw Sha Zhu was about to leave and hurriedly stopped him.

It turned out that after the reform and opening up, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li opened a small restaurant together. This time they came specifically to invite Sha Zhu to be their chef.

Sha Zhu thought about the Yan family's behavior and said with some disdain: "Can you two invite me?"

The smile on Yan Jiecheng's face gradually disappeared, but Yu Li next to him ignored the embarrassment and still smiled and said, "Master He, don't say that first. Give us a price and let's see."

Sha Zhu asked suspiciously, "Let me name a price? I'm afraid you'll be scared away if I name a price."

Yan Jiecheng pondered for a moment and said, "Master He, how about this? You still work in the factory in the morning and at noon, and then you bring your apprentice here in the evening. We will pay you whatever amount you think is appropriate."

Sha Zhu curled his lips and said to the third uncle: "Third uncle, look at how calculating your favorite student is. Does anyone go to the restaurant to eat in the morning or at noon? Everyone eats in the evening, and everyone works in the evening. So I am only half-shifted!"

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he was too lazy to pay attention to them anymore and turned around to leave. This time, it was Yu Li who stopped him again.

"Master He, don't leave yet. We'll pay you 2000 a month." (This is really a huge investment. I was shocked when I saw it at the time, because I remember that my father only earned more than 00 yuan around 400)

"How much?" Sha Zhu turned his head and asked in surprise.

"2000 yuan, paid monthly, guaranteed to be in your hands." Yu Li answered affirmatively.

At that time, Sha Zhu's salary in the factory was not high. When he heard this amount, he was immediately tempted.

However, the Yan family's usual behavior still made him a little hesitant.

Thinking that his apprentice's family was in urgent need of money recently, Sha Zhu asked tentatively: "What if I want to add another 500 yuan a month?"

Yu Li was stunned, and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, I promise you."

Next, Sha Zhu thought about it and added another condition that he could bring some "leftovers" home every day. Yu Li agreed despite Yan Jiecheng's dissatisfaction.

In this way, both sides finalized the cooperation with their own thoughts.

After Sha Zhu left, the third uncle asked his eldest son with jealous eyes: "Jie Cheng, you, what do you think of me? Can I go to your store to help out? My requirements are not high, just 500 a month is enough."

"Dad, what are you talking about? It's only 500 a month. We are a small business."

After Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, he didn't even look at his father's reaction. He just hugged his wife and left. He still had to ask Yu Li what she thought.

All the money they earned was used to pay Sha Zhu's salary, so they just became workers.

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"What did you say? You want to open a restaurant?"

At the dinner table, Lin's father shook his head repeatedly. Even Lin's mother asked in confusion, "Since ancient times, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans have been the lowest class. You are only in your early forties. You are doing well as a deputy director. Why do you want to open a restaurant?"

Lin Zongxuan explained with a smile: "Dad, Mom, I didn't explain it clearly. What I want to open is not an ordinary restaurant, but a hot pot restaurant. And I won't open it by myself, but by my dad and Xiaomeng."

"I won't open anything I open."

Father Lin was still a little unhappy and said, "How did this happen? I'm a chef from a state-owned enterprise. Why did I retire to open a hot pot restaurant? If people tell others about it, it will make people laugh at me. Isn't this speculation? Besides, why did Xiaomeng resign?"

"Dad, I volunteered and my family supports it."

Wang Xiaomeng rolled her eyes at her lover, and when she turned to look at Lin's father, she had already put on a gentle smile: "Dad, the higher-ups support independent business now, and they won't just label it as speculation or something like that. We've already asked around, and the catering industry has little to do with the Ministry of Metallurgy where Zong Xuan works, and the state allows it."

"That's right, Dad."

Lin Zongxuan said sincerely: "Dad, even if we retire now, Xiaomeng and I will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of our lives, but what about Jingping, Qingyi, and their children?

We cannot plan for what will happen decades later, we can only seize opportunities while we are still able to move and leave something for future generations.”

Father Lin glanced at Lin Ke, who was hiding in a corner like a quail, and his expression relaxed a little, but he still said stubbornly: "Not everyone can make money. Look at the small restaurant opened by the eldest brother of the Yan family. Business is not good either."

"Dad, what we do is different from what they do."

Lin Zongxuan continued to explain patiently: "Yan Jiecheng and his family run a traditional restaurant model. The focus of their business is whether they can find good chefs and retain repeat customers. What we want to do is a new model, which mainly relies on service and the number of individual customers to determine success or failure..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking so much. I'm retired anyway, so I'll do whatever you ask me to do. Don't mention partnership or not. Do you want to split up the family?"

Father Lin glanced at Lin Zongxuan and continued, "The Yan family is a family of brothers who settle accounts openly. You are even more powerful. You want to settle accounts openly with me, your father."

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Lin Zongxuan said with a smile: "I am not going to settle accounts with you openly, but I have come up with a business model called the '721' model, which means that we pay for the cost of opening the store, and then we own 70% of the shares, the store manager owns 20%, and the remaining 20% is reserved for employees as a reward. No matter who is the store manager, the % of the shares will be left to him in the end."

As soon as Lin Zongxuan finished speaking, Lin Keke, who had not dared to say anything just now, said eagerly: "Brother, why don't you let me be the store manager? Anyway, I am too lazy to work in the company."

"Why do you want to be a store manager?"

Mother Lin reached out and patted her little daughter, saying disdainfully, "You can't even find a partner, and you still want to be a store manager."

Who am I bothering if I don't find a partner?

Lin Keke silently retracted her head and complained wildly in her heart.

"Dad, you saw it too."

Lin Zongxuan shook his head helplessly, spread his hands, and said, "If you really don't want this 20% stake, leave it to Keke."

Father Lin looked at his little daughter who had nothing, sighed helplessly, and finally nodded.

"By the way, what name are you going to give to this hot pot restaurant?" Mother Lin asked with a smile when she saw that the father and son had reached an agreement.

"It's not confirmed yet, but considering the importance of the soup base for hot pot, I came up with a name for it called 'Jingdi Lao'."

"This name is not good." Father Lin shook his head and said, "This 'Jingdi Lao' sounds like sitting in a well and looking at the sky, which is not a good meaning. I think it's better to call it 'Jingli Lao'. This name is grand and stylish."