It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

It's the Peony Festival, and there's a lot of people coming and going in the first store of 'Full House' in Luoyang City. Mo Wuming finally stepped into the store after having nothing to do in the afternoon.The shop waiter just saw off a guest, when he turned around, he saw the owner who was about to come in, and trotted up to greet him.

"Boss, you're here. Shopkeeper Liu is in charge of the office on the third floor." With the curtains on, he wanted to lure the boss to take his seat.

Mo Wuming waved his hand and asked the waiter to go to work on his own, so he could look around at will.The store here is more than twice as big as the one in Minglan City. There is a men's counter, and the counter clerks are diligently recommending products to customers.

He turned to the waiting area, where the layout was elegant and comfortable. He sat on a special chair and nodded in satisfaction. When he looked up, he found that the huge display cabinet was empty, and his brows furrowed.

The deputy manager had just discussed with Liu Zhiyao about introducing products from other merchants into the store, and went down to the first floor with a frown, when he was reminded by the store clerk, looked at the waiting area, and immediately walked over there quickly.

"Boss, you're here." He felt his boss's unwavering mood, followed his gaze to the empty booth, feeling nervous.

"Guan Liu just came here today. Here, we need to re-negotiate the specific rules for what products to put, so we will clear them first." He didn't dare to sit next to Mo Wuming, and only bent down to explain, "Just now and Guanshi Liu Discuss this matter, and we will try to finalize it in the future.”

Mo Wuming didn't speak, and stood up directly. The deputy manager couldn't tell what the boss was thinking, but seeing that the boss didn't object, he wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and followed him up the stairs step by step.

In the office on the third floor, Liu Zhiyao put down the Chinese book in his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed, he is not in Luoyang these days, these things are really bad enough.

There was a knock on the door, and it was pushed open before he could speak. He opened his eyes and saw the deputy steward who was pushing the door.

"Master Liu, the owner is here."

He hurriedly stood up, why did the master come, he hurriedly walked around the grand teacher's chair and said, "Master, sit down."

When the host sat down, he turned around and walked to one side, made a pot of scented tea and put it on the table, and sat at the lower part of the host.

"Sit down." Mo Wuming didn't touch the tea, "I saw that the layout of the store has changed, and there are many vacant places. How did you plan?"

The deputy manager and Liu Zhiyao looked at each other, and took the initiative to say: "There are few styles of things that men use, and there are no people coming, so I should make the counter area smaller, just to make more space, and arrange more merchants to settle in." .”

Liu Zhiyao just arrived on duty today, and there are many changes and plans that have not been carefully considered and implemented. Hearing what the deputy manager said, he had an intuition that something was wrong. Seeing his boss looking at him, he added with a smile: "A year ago, some Men's accessories, but the types and styles are too monotonous. This year, according to your previous suggestion, I want to cooperate with some merchants, and I am planning to approach them."

He stood up and handed the newly written planning book on the desk to the owner: "This is the preliminary plan, listing the types of products and cooperation details, and the list of pre-selected merchants at the end."

"Well, not bad." Mo Wuming nodded, "You are getting more and more secure in handling things."

He put away the planning book, looked at the deputy manager, but said to Liu Zhiyao: "The deputy manager has a better understanding of the business environment around here, so you need to know people and make good use of them."

"My boss, don't worry, the villain will help Guanshi Liu well, and make our 'full house' better and better."

"Well, 'Full House' will not treat any hard-working manager badly." The deputy manager's vision is a little shallow, and he can't take too much responsibility.

Mo Wuming lowered his eyes and took a sip of scented tea, and carefully finalized the business plan with the two of them. The sky outside was still bright, but the sun had set a lot to the west.

"Boss, let's re-arrange the counters of the store today. I think the cooperation rules are still a little difficult to control. How to evaluate them specifically, and whether these products should be marked, add our mark..."

Liu Zhiyao especially admires the master, he is only two years older than him, but he is completely inferior. Together with the master today, many problems or ideas that have bothered him have been solved, and he will definitely be able to plan the plan today. The program has been revised and improved.

Just as they were talking, he noticed that his boss had become a little absent-minded, "My boss, my boss?"

"Well, it's almost there, you have a good idea, believe in yourself."

"Ah?" Liu Zhiyao watched Dong's family get up and walk out, and followed closely.

Mo Wuming glanced at the two people who were following him down the stairs, and did not refuse. When he went down to the second floor, he looked at the two: "The second floor is mostly female guests who come to experience, the privacy of the guests must be guaranteed, the waiters are as good as human beings. Products should be checked frequently.”

"Ah, oh." The deputy manager was stunned, and he was stopping on the second floor. He looked at the corridor behind the host, and immediately said, "I'll make arrangements now, and check it along the way."

"Well, let's go."

Seeing his boss nodding his head in agreement, he glanced at Guanshi Liu who was hesitant to speak, and turned to leave.

Liu Zhiyao followed the owner down without saying a word, showing no confusion.

"Zhiyao, did you see it?" Mo Wuming signaled Liu Zhiyao to carefully look at the layout of the store and the distribution of customers, "The area of ​​the men's counter is too small, there is no need to save so much space, one is that the layout is not harmonious, and the other is that this is Luoyang In the center of the city, the current layout does not conform to the store concept, and the customers we face will not choose us.”

Liu Zhiyao looked over, indeed, and there were many women visiting the men's counter.When they walked to the waiting area, the empty cabinets were facing the seats. He frowned, which affected his mood too much.

"I asked someone to readjust the layout. This kind of cabinet frame was moved to the side, and it was redesigned to be light and elegant." After they left, this was arranged by the deputy manager?

Mo Wuming nodded and didn't say much. Liu Zhiyao has done a good job, and he will become more mature after more experience, "I'll go back first, and I will arrange someone for you to be the deputy manager. You don't have to do everything by yourself. , you have to pay attention to control the general direction, there is no promotion system, pick more capable people."

He didn't stay longer, he hurried back to the house, approaching You, wondering if Dongfang would come back for dinner, he went back and made it first.

When Mo Wuming returned to the house, he found that Dongfang hadn't come back. He didn't say much, and dismissed Butler Li, and stayed alone in the kitchen.Dongfang seems to be unable to eat spicy food, so he adjusted the taste of the food, preferring light, mild and appetizing dishes.

There is also a seaweed fish ball soup. He prepared the ingredients and was not in a hurry to put it into the pot. He didn't know when the man would come back.

Time passed by frame by frame. Mo Wuming was sitting in the flower hall. The sunlight shone through the vines on the top, casting mottled shadows on his face. expression.

He stood up with a stiff face, reheated the food, put the last soup out of the pot, and brought it into the room together.Then he came out again and sat alone under the eaves of the corridor.

Not long after, the sound of evening drums at Xushi came from a distance, and the evening sun gradually dimmed. He raised his eyes to look at the ringing wind chimes, and a piece of blue clothes floated into his eyes, becoming clearer and clearer.

As soon as Dongfang fell into the yard, he saw Mo Wuming under the eaves of the corridor. He was quietly nestled in the rattan chair, as if staring at the wind chimes hanging under the corner of the corridor in a daze. heavy.

"What’s wrong with you?"

He watched Mo Wuming get up suddenly, took two steps towards him, without saying a word, turned and opened the door without looking sideways, and stepped over the threshold.

He stabilized his feet and saw that Mo Wuming was not walking towards him. He opened the door, and the last piece of the man's clothes fell and disappeared before his eyes, leaving only a light voice: "Dinner."

This is?Dongfang was slightly stunned, his jaw moved slightly, and he rarely felt a little embarrassed, and he was not his subordinate. Next time, he should tell Brother Mo the time in advance, or come back earlier?He really came back because he was not used to the food served by the steward, and he didn't want to upset his stomach.

No longer thinking about it, he stepped into the room. The food on the table had just opened the cover, and it was still steaming. He lightly shook the hand behind his back, opened his clothes and sat down.

The dishes made by Mo Wuming really appealed to his appetite. Since he changed his taste, his appetite has decreased a lot. Although the light soup on Heimuya became more and more refined, it still did not arouse his appetite.

He used to like to eat heavy dishes, and Mo Wuming's dishes are delicious, and now these lighter dishes are also very good.Although it is not so delicate, it has an inexplicable taste, and there are many dishes that have not been eaten before, and the sweet and sour taste is also unexpected.

Mo Wuming ate slowly, looking at Dongfang secretly from the corner of his eye, the guy didn't look sideways, he ate very comfortably, it seemed that the meal was still to his taste.

Seeing someone put down the bowl and chopsticks when the bowl of rice was bottomed out, Mo Wuming forgot that he was angry for a moment, and blurted out, "Drink some more soup."

...!

Dongfang is not a talkative person, usually when the two get along, it is Mo Wuming who keeps talking, but this time Mo Wuming didn't make a sound, and the two had a quiet meal.Dongfang ate comfortably, and didn't care about the difference for a moment. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Wuming, his eyes met, and he was speechless for a while.

Forget it, man, sulking is not his style, at least this person knows how to come back for dinner, and he didn't leave without saying a word. Sooner or later, he will be able to teach this person a lesson.Mo Wuming reached for the bowl and filled half a bowl of soup for the other party: "You eat too little, drink more?"

Dongfang watched Mo Wuming stare at him, moved his fingers, pursed his lips and did not speak, his eyes fell on the half bowl of soup in front of him following the movement of the other party, he picked up the bowl and drank it, the portion was not much, he still can drink.

After dinner, Mo Wuming invited Dongfang for a walk to digest food. It was already dark and the lights at the end of the alleyway were dim. The two walked slowly along the river bank of Yangliu Yiyi, away from the hustle and bustle of people.With the night wind blowing and the moon hanging high, he wanted to hold Brother Fang's hand...

Although it is very presumptuous and inexplicable now, when waiting for Brother Fang to come back for dinner, countless thoughts are like waves, almost drowning him, and he can't figure it out and can't get rid of it.The appearance of this person seemed to have split the sea, paved a way for his feet to the other shore, gave him impulse and gave him courage.

He stretched out his left hand tentatively, and slowly groped sideways, groped, and groped again.

Dongfang stopped, turned his head to look to the side, saw that the other person did not speak, maybe the person could not see his face clearly under the shadow of the room, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

ah?Mo Wuming paused, and then stopped, "What's wrong?"

Dongfang looked him up and down, this person touched his clothes many times, he thought it was unintentional at first, but just now he pulled it hard, is there something wrong?

Seeing the other party looking at his raised hand, Mo Wuming coughed lightly, took it back, and pretended to be indifferent: "It's getting late, let's go back."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back and forth, resentful in his heart, he forgot that this person liked to walk with his hands behind his back, and he couldn't touch it for a long time.From the corner of the eye, he saw someone following him, smiled lightly, but fortunately he didn't touch it, he was almost dizzy, and suddenly he held a man's hand, maybe he couldn't help but want to caress it.What would this person think of him? He silently shook his shoulders, a little wretched!