Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Shopkeeper Fang quickly introduced: "Old Wang, these two are our new owners."

Then he said to Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong: "Two bosses, this is Lao Wang, Wang Kuaizui of our teahouse."

Wang quickly understood that they were two hosts, and then he bowed again.

Wen Yao took a look at Wang Kuaizui, an energetic old man with a bookish air.

"Mr. Wang, please sit down." Wen Yao pointed to the opposite side of him.

Wang Kuai hugged his fists and sat down on the empty seat opposite the two of them. He was a scholar. Although he had changed his career, his fame and reputation were still there, so he still deserved the title of sir.

Seeing him sit down, Wen Yao took the initiative to speak: "Sir, you also know now that this teahouse has changed owners. From now on, we sisters will run it. However, sir, there is no need to worry. This teahouse has changed owners. I still hope that you can manage it in the future." Stay in our teahouse and continue storytelling."

Wang Kuaizui sat down and hugged the two of them: "My boss likes Wang, so Wang will naturally not refuse, as long as my boss doesn't dislike Wang's age."

Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong smiled: "As you get older, you have more experience, and the stories you tell are more fascinating."

Wang Kuai was almost embarrassed to say this.

"Two bosses, why don't I give you two bosses a head start?" In order to gain respect, he must first have enough strength, so Wang Kuaizui decided to show off.

Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong looked at each other: "Of course that's the best, Mr. Fang, please prepare."

The shopkeeper immediately had people prepare things for Wang Kuaizui. As he came on stage, the few guests also applauded, and some people joked: "Hey, Wang Kuaizui, we thought you didn't even come. ”

Shopkeeper Wang stood on the stage, cupped his fists, looked around the audience, and said loudly: "Thanks to you for always liking our teahouse, Wang is here to bow to you and thank you."

One of the guests laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I haven't heard you speak for a long time, let's talk for a while."

After saying that, sparse applause rang out.

Shopkeeper Fang explained to the two of them: "These are all regular patrons of our teahouse. They don't go anywhere else. They just like to come to us to drink tea and listen to books. It's because of them that the previous owner refused to close its doors." Out of business.”

The two of them understood that Wang Kuaizui on the stage had already started his performance with a bang.

Storytelling and cross talk have similarities and similarities. What matters is the ability of a storyteller to tell a story in a fascinating and wonderful way.

Wang Kuaisui probably wanted to perform better, so his speech was particularly smooth and wonderful, and even Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong couldn't help but cheer.

The shopkeeper Fang had people bring snacks and tea to them, and the two of them just listened to the book and spent more than an hour in the teahouse.

"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next episode. Everyone, please do your best." As the concluding remarks fell, Wang Kuaizui bowed to the audience from the stage and ended.

Including Wen Yao and others in the audience, there were only four tables of guests. At this time, a guest finally asked loudly: "Wang Kuaizui, I heard that your teahouse has changed owners? Will you come again in the future?"

Wang Kuaizui paused in his walking steps and subconsciously looked at Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong.

Qiu Rongrong stood up directly after hearing this, and said with a hearty smile: "Everyone, my sister and I are the new owners of this teahouse. Thanks to you for not giving up, we sisters have no plans to change this teahouse. You still want to drink tea in the future. Just come and listen to the book, Mr. Wang will keep talking here."

Only then did the guests at several tables notice the two little girls and looked sideways.

"It turns out to be the new owner." Everyone at each table gestured towards the sisters with fists in their hands.

Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong bowed slightly in return.

"But, this teahouse still needs some modifications."

Several people at the table were stunned and asked curiously: "How to change this?"

Qiu Rongrong smiled confidently: "Well, let me give it a try, but I can assure you that I will never let you down."

Only then did the people at the table laugh: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect the little boss to have such a business mind at such a young age, so let's just wait."

Qiu Rongrong was in a happy mood and waved her hand: "Thank you very much, Mr. Fang. Today, everyone here will have their orders waived. In the future, before our teahouse reopens, these guys' orders will be waived. Anytime They are welcome to have tea.”

She can afford just some tea and snacks.

When everyone heard this, they all laughed: "Then we won't be polite."

The scene was harmonious.

Wang Kuaizui returned to the table, his face calm, but in fact he felt uneasy, fearing that if he didn't perform well he wouldn't be able to continue working here.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong were very satisfied that Wang Kuai Zui deserved this nickname. He deserved it.

And Wen Yao believed that giving her stories to Wang Kuaizui would definitely give her an unexpected surprise.

"Did Mr. Wang write all these stories by himself?" Wen Yao asked.

Wang Kuaizui smiled, nodded and shook his head, and replied: "Some of them were written by myself, and some were found by previous employers. Nowadays, we can tell whatever stories people like to hear, just to make ends meet."

Wen Yao supported his head with one hand and pointed at the table with the other, saying, "Then if I give you a few stories, are you sure you can tell them?"

Wang Kuaizui glanced at her and didn't fully agree. He just said, "It depends on what story the little boss gives me."

Wen Yao smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's a good story, but I left it at home and didn't bring it over. I'll have someone bring it to you next time, but I have a condition."

Wang Kuaisui was stunned, and then asked: "My little boss, please tell me."

"You have to sign a contract with us. I leave my story to you, but you can only tell it in our teahouse. If you don't want to work in our teahouse in the future and go to another restaurant, then you can't tell these stories anymore." Wen Yao She said, of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to hand over the whole book to him. Naturally, she would copy a section of it if she wanted to tell it, but she also had to prevent this person from taking these stories elsewhere in the future.

Wang Kuaizu smiled: "So that's it. Don't worry, little boss. This is the rule of this industry. The story belongs to the boss. We can't tell it anymore after we leave this building."

I'm quite copyright aware.

"That's good. Regarding wages, how did Boss Li pay you before?" Wen Yao asked again.

Wang Kuaizui answered truthfully: "My boss doesn't give me a fixed salary, I just get reward money. I take the reward money from the guests, half of it goes to the tea house, and half goes to myself. The tea house takes care of the food."

Wen Yao nodded, this is reasonable.

"Then we will be like this from now on. We won't change this point. If you just say something, you still have to establish a written document. Manager Fang, please bring me a pen and paper."

Shopkeeper Fang quickly took out paper and pen, and Wen Yao started writing the employment contract. Looking at her small handwriting, Wang Kuaizui's eyes lit up. Although she was young but her handwriting was so beautiful, it seemed that the two new owners only wanted to write the employment contract. I'm afraid it's a young lady from some aristocratic family who came out to experience life.

At this time, Wen Xiuyi, who was still squatting in the ground with a handful of soil in his hand, didn't know yet. Unknowingly, their Wen family had become an aristocratic family.