Liu Mingxin stood at the door of the fried chicken restaurant and looked at the signboard above - Zhou's Fried Chicken Restaurant.

Didn't seem to see anything special.

However, when he pushed the door open and heard the unified voice of "Welcome" from both the waiter and the kitchen staff inside, he felt that it was still interesting.

Having been making food for so many years, Liu Mingxin has an instinctive occupational disease every time he enters a restaurant, which is to observe the hygienic condition of the store.

In his opinion, the hygiene of what is put into the mouth must at least pass the standard.

This instinct is often brought out by people around him, such as his wife, who is always very angry about his occupational disease.

"Why don't you turn a blind eye when you go out to eat?" said my wife, "those fly restaurants are delicious."

But he couldn't eat it.

How can you turn a blind eye when it comes to eating? Who are you fooling?

If you do something like this, you will be scolded for the rest of your life.

孽 孽!

Of course, he is not the kind of person who is very strict about hygiene.

At least, make sure it's clean.

His wife said that there were very few stores that caught his eye, and there were only a few stores in the entire provincial capital that could meet his requirements.

Unless it's a very famous store.

How is this possible in a small store like this?

But today, Liu Mingxin wanted to say to his wife, "Look, the hygienic condition of this store has definitely reached the standard. Although the store is small, the hygienic condition is not inferior to those of famous big stores."

The waiters wear uniform clothes and have hats on their heads. The same goes for the staff in the kitchen, with hats covering their hair and masks on their mouths.

The table was clear and clean, and the waiter had a standard smile on his face, "Do you want to have a meal?"

"I'm looking for someone," Liu Mingxin said, "looking for your boss."

"The boss is upstairs, please come with me." The waiter made an inviting gesture.

Liu Mingxin's occupational disease recurred again.

I noticed that this waiter’s nails were also neatly trimmed.

Well, at least, he was in a happy mood when eating in a restaurant in such an environment.

Liu Mingxin followed the waiter to the second floor, where the view was better than that on the first floor.

Zhou Zhengwen had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw him, he came up to shake hands and said, "Brother Liu, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see." Liu Mingxin smiled and shook hands with him.

Then he looked at the four ladies in the store. For a moment, he couldn't tell who was the girl Zhou Zhengwen talked about all day long.

"Don't rush to introduce." Just when Zhou Zhengwen was about to introduce, Liu Mingxin interrupted him and said with a smile, "Let me guess."

Then he pointed at Zhou Zhaozhao and said with a smile, "You must be Zhaozhao."

"Yes, Director Liu." Zhou Zhaozhao smiled and stepped forward to shake hands.

"This kid," Liu Mingxin said while shaking hands with her, "I have known your father for many years, so please call me Uncle Liu."

"Hello, Uncle Liu." Zhou Zhaozhao greeted him politely.

After all, they are the largest food factory in the entire province, managing thousands of people.

"This is reporter Song Xiaoxue from the Provincial Daily." Zhou Zhaozhao introduced the others to him.

After the greetings, Zhou Zhaozhao told Liu Mingxin the plan they had just discussed.

It can be seen that the above scribbles and corrections are the opinions of several people after discussion.

"Old Zhou," Liu Mingxin said to Zhou Zhengwen, "They all say that the calligraphy is like the person, and you, my daughter, have such good handwriting."

Zhou Zhaozhao has been practicing this calligraphy since he was reborn. He insists on practicing it every day, except for the few days of confinement when Yang Weili refused to let him do it.

"You're honored." Zhou Zhaozhao said.

What's important is to see how the plan they discussed together goes.

Liu Mingxin now understood why Zhou Zhengwen talked about this girl all day long.

If he had such an outstanding daughter, he would be eager to talk about it all day long and let the whole world know about it.

Let’s talk about this plan, every detail is just right, including the benefits of human psychology.

It won't make people feel disgusted, and it will also bring huge benefits to his food factory.

Liu Mingxin can sit in the position of director of the largest food factory in the provincial capital, and he also has a lot of skills. Just after hearing this plan, he can guess what the subsequent results will be like.

Zhou Zhengwen, what a great Zhou Zhaozhao, what a gift this is to him!

Li Mingxin felt ashamed.

When he arrived, everyone in the factory felt that Zhou Zhaozhao's small fried chicken restaurant was taking advantage of their food factory.

Many people disapproved of such a big factory manager condescending to go to a fried chicken restaurant.

Many people said that Zhou Zhengwen must be taking Qiao.

After all, from the time of the incident until now, how many people have made trouble or laughed at them?

Along the way, Liu Mingxin actually had this idea.

After all, he is the head of the factory.

Although he and Zhou Zhengwen are both factory directors, the difference is huge.

The factory director Zhou Zhengwen can manage dozens of people at most, and hundreds of people can be overwhelming.

And he manages a large factory with thousands of people.

Zhou Zhengwen's chicken farm is incomparable to their food factory.

But from the first time he saw Zhou's Fried Chicken Restaurant, to the management and hygiene conditions of the store after entering the store, he had never tasted it, let alone say anything about the specific taste.

But because of the hygiene and just the right comfortable service, Li Mingxin can guarantee that the business of this store will not be bad.

Now, I see Zhou Zhaozhao clearly explaining how to deal with this crisis, and every point is well thought out.

Including what step needs to be done? The public’s attitudes and coping strategies are clearly written.

Including, the grasp of people's hearts.

Liu Mingxin admired him from the bottom of his heart.

He even had the idea of ​​poaching Zhou Zhaozhao into their factory, "Zhaozhao, do you have any intention of coming to our factory?"

"You can choose any position, assistant to the factory director? Office director, or sales department..." Liu Mingxin said.

"Old Liu, please don't harm my daughter." Zhou Zhengwen said hurriedly when he saw that his words were getting more and more outrageous.

Those who can sit in those positions in their food factory are also powerful people.

Is Lao Liu trying to block his daughter?

"Just kidding," Liu Mingxin also reacted and said regretfully, "This girl of yours will become a great talent in the future."

"I don't expect her to be very talented or not. I just hope that she will be safe and healthy." Zhou Zhengwen said.

Are not all parents like this?

Poor parents in the world.

Liu Mingxin's heart aches when he thinks of his stupid son.

No comparison, no harm!

"Um...Old Zhou, can we discuss something?" After talking about business, Liu Mingxin said to Zhou Zhengwen with a smile, "Your Zhaozhao is so outstanding."

Zhou Zhengwen nodded proudly.

"Can you put my unfilial son in your factory and train him?"

"You don't have to be like Zhaozhao." Liu Mingxin continued, "Just one-tenth as sensible as her."

Zhou Zhengwen, "..."

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