Director, please respect yourself

"Brother, are you back?"

As soon as the call was connected, Yang Hao heard Liu Qiangdong's voice.

"Back, Brother Dong." Yang Hao responded with a smile.

Liu Qiangdong is a very courageous person.

He didn't see any advertising creatives, so he paid himself three times in a row, and each time it was 10 million yuan, which made Yang Hao feel good about him.

"Two things..."

Liu Qiangdong spoke very happily.

"1. Is the money enough? If not, I will give you another 20 million. The reason why is because your creativity is so awesome.

2. Do you have time today? I want to treat you to a meal. Let’s go to the southwest corner of Chaoyang Park. There is a hotel called Jianyi Mansion there. The food is pretty good. I took your sister-in-law there to eat there several times.

How about I take you over to try it tonight?

Well, especially there is a famous dish called yellow croaker in soup, which tastes so fresh. "

As soon as Liu Qiangdong finished speaking, Yang Hao became interested.

It's not that Yang Hao wants money, but he wants to try this famous dish in the Jianyi Mansion Hotel - yellow croaker in soup.

Yellow croaker in soup is the top dish in the Manchu-Han banquet. During the preparation process, the chef needs to remove the bones from the yellow croaker and then stuff the fish belly with soup.

And when this dish was brought to the table, the soup of yellow croaker was full and the fish body was intact, which looked very tempting. For example, Hong Kong Island's famous gourmet Chua Lam described this dish as a perfect combination of art and cooking. Its beauty and deliciousness combine to make people salivate.

"How's it going, brother?

Can we meet tonight? "

Perhaps seeing that Yang Hao was silent, Liu Qiangdong asked again.

"Brother Dong, please send a driver to pick me up now. My location is an unknown alley near the Beijing Film Academy."

"Okay, brother, just wait.

In 20 minutes, 20 minutes at most, my driver will be at your place. "

…

After hanging up the phone, he raised his wrist and checked the time. Yang Hao strolled diagonally opposite Yujia Xiaochao, where a large-looking hot pot restaurant was about to open.

There were many people standing in front of the hot pot restaurant.

Men and women lined up in 6 rows, with 10 people in each row. Although it was July and it was summer, they still stood erect and stood motionless in the sun.

Opposite these young men and women, there were two people standing, a man and a woman. The man was tall and handsome, while the girl was wearing a black skirt and a white shirt. She looked very smart and capable at first glance.

Yang Hao saw them, and they also saw Yang Hao.

"Hello boss, my name is Wang Hongying. I come from Dong'a, Shandong Province. I used to be the front office manager of Romance of Shu. Now I have been hired by your father, Mr. Yang, to be the general manager of our hot pot restaurant."

A smart and capable woman speaks clearly and elegantly, making it impossible for anyone to find fault with her.

"The man next to me is named Li Shengshen. He is a veteran. He just retired this year. Before he retired, he was in the national flag guard class. Now, I just asked him to help with military training for the newly recruited chefs and waiters in our store."

"okay!"

When he walked to the door of the hot pot restaurant, he turned around and looked at everyone, and Yang Hao then walked in with a smile.

Whether you are opening a store, being a director, or being an official in any unit, you must be very kind and approachable to ordinary employees, because you have to make them pay and help you make money.

As for iron-blooded management, just find someone else to take the lead. Well, this is what the people say, one person plays the red face, and the other person plays the black face.

Inside the hotpot restaurant, dad Yang Chun is very busy.

He directed the five or six workers who were renovating the pipelines around, telling them to do this and then doing that.

Seeing Yang Hao coming in from a distance, Mao Huiling, who was chatting with her daughter Mao Xiaotong, came over and said:

"Haozi, when did you come back?

Ever had lunch?

Do you want mom to help you make some? Where are your wives? "

"Don't bother me. I have something to do in the afternoon and will be leaving soon. As for Liu Yifei, Nini, Gao Yuanyuan and the others, they each have their own affairs, so you don't need to worry about them."

Yang Hao smiled and came to the bar.

Perhaps because it was about to open, the bar was a bit messy. Drinks, account books, various napkins, gloves, etc. were all scattered around and piled into a small pile.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Seeing Yang Hao, Mao Xiaotong felt a little guilty.

But even so, she still gritted her teeth and came forward.

"Is there a prosthesis in your nose?"

"Well…"

"Your image is already very cute. For your cute image. I even thought of a few characters for you, but you disappointed me so much.

How dare you go for plastic surgery? Do you know that this will ruin your acting career, because there are too many fake things on your face and you won't be able to make subtle expressions. "

Yang Hao became so angry that he pointed his finger at Mao Xiaotong and cursed him.

She turned around and looked at her mother, Mao Huiling, and then looked at Yang Chun, who was standing not far away and looking this way. Mao Xiaotong never dared to talk back, even if she wanted to cry, she shed tears silently.

After cursing for five or six minutes, Yang Hao waved his hand towards Mao Xiaotong.

"Go quickly, immediately, immediately.

I don't care how much you spent on the surgery, you just go over now and let the doctor take out the prosthesis. "

"oh…"

Although he promised, Mao Xiaotong did not move his legs and stood there motionless.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"Brother, I just want to ask, how did you see it? When the doctor made a prosthesis for my nose, he inserted it through the opening of the nostril."

"hehe…"

Facing Mao Xiaotong's confusion, Yang Hao sneered.

"Have you forgotten what your brother does? He is a film director. If I don't have this kind of observation, how can I direct a film?

Well, also, you tell Baby, just this once, there will never be a second time, if she dares to encourage you to do medical beauty again, I will kill her directly.

Even if her background is Han Shanye. "

"Brother, my medical beauty treatment actually has nothing to do with her. The main reason is that I feel that my nose is not perfect, so I asked her to take me to have it done." Mao Xiaotong wanted to explain, because she knew Yang Hao If people in the industry are interested in Yang Hao's energy, then the career of acting will basically come to an end.

"I do not care.

Just tell her, as long as you do medical beauty, I will do it to her, and no one can stop me. "

While speaking domineeringly, Yang Hao found a piece of paper from the bar and wrote "Dad's Hotpot Restaurant" with an oil-based pen on the paper. The font was written in Song Huizong's thin gold style, which looked quite good. Beautiful.

"mom…"

"oh…"

Although Mao Xiaotong cried after being punished by Yang Hao, Mao Huiling, as a biological mother, was still very happy, because this showed that Yang Hao, who was famous overseas, already treated his daughter as a biological sister.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Yang Hao hand over a piece of paper.

"Mom, this is the name I gave you and my dad for your hot pot restaurant. You and my dad can see if it suits you. If it's ok, then let the workers who make the plaques make our family's sign.

Oh, by the way, use this as the font, so it looks good. "

"good!"

Seeing the name of the store written by Yang Hao on the paper, Mao Huiling happily agreed.

And at this moment, a little head suddenly poked his head in from outside the store.

"Director Yang Hao, Director Yang Hao, can we leave now?"