MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 106 Responsible for performance

  Chapter 106 Responsible for Performance

   "Go, let's meet your mother."

  Holding the little loli off her seat, Zhou Anan said with a smile.

"Mother."

   "Jojo."

  Take two quick steps to hug the daughter who ran over. Zhang Ting looked at the white and fat daughter, and the loneliness and fatigue of many days disappeared without a trace.

   "Mom, here you go."

  Take out a Mipang from the small bag in her hand. Little Qiaoqiao is afraid that her mother will be hungry after a long ride in the car. These are the two she managed to save.

   "Mom is not hungry, you can eat."

  Patting her daughter's head, Zhang Ting said softly.

   "Sister Zhang, thank you for your hard work."

   After the mother and daughter finished being gentle, Zhou An'an said something.

   "Not hard."

   Zhang Ting stood up and shook her head. Her task of going to Hangzhou to study is still very easy, at least she doesn't have to greet people with a smile like when she was working in a cosmetics store.

   Just to be familiar with all the formulas and production steps of milk tea, it still needs to consume some brain power.

   "Then let's go home and rest first."

   "No, let's go to the store first."

   Zhang Ting, who has achieved success in her studies, did not choose to go home to rest immediately, but couldn't wait to see where she would work in the future.

   After all, she also owed the boy a large sum of money.

"Row."

   Seeing that the beauty was so eager to make money for him, Zhou Anan didn't stop her.

  The three of them took a taxi to Chonghemen Square, and Xiao Qiaoqiao, as the guide, trotted all the way with her elder brother and mother to the shop that was about to be completed.

   "Mom, mom, big brother said, I will be the store manager from now on."

   As for the location of this milk tea shop, Xiao Qiaoqiao, who wants to become the store manager immediately, remembers it very well.

   "Our Jojo is really amazing."

   After complimenting her daughter, Zhang Ting felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment when she looked at the simple and elegant milk tea shop.

  In the future, she will earn a stable life for herself and her daughter.

   "The equipment will arrive tomorrow. After the commissioning is completed, the business will be opened the day after tomorrow. Sister Zhang can take a break in the past two days and recruit two waiters by the way."

"OK."

  Separated from the mother and daughter of the little Lolita, Zhou Anan returned to the training class, without the playfulness of the little Lolita, and felt a little deserted.

  In the final analysis, every human being is a creature that likes to live in groups and communicate.

  Saturday, the sun was shining brightly, and the coolness of autumn was much less.

This morning, around Chonghemen Square, the gates of the two campuses of Haizhou University, the gate of Haizhou Vocational College... around various young people's gathering places, many girls wearing "Qinglan Milk Tea" overalls appeared. Holding a stack of leaflets, I brought potential customers and friends a consultation on the benefits of the big opening bonus.

Compared with the bombardment of Moments of Friends and TV commercials more than ten years later, this flyer model is more excellent and direct. At least Zhou Anan, who was sitting in the store drinking milk tea with the little Lolita, saw that it just opened at nine o'clock. There are already a dozen customers lined up at the entrance of the milk tea shop.

  Of course, among the dozen or so customers in line, Zhou Anan knew quite a few familiar faces, and only three or two did not.

  In this era when the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, it is necessary to find a few acquaintances to cheer on.

  Zhou Anan would never admit that this was the entrustment he found, but he agreed in advance to give these girls a few free drink coupons.

   For such a good thing, the girls who have nothing to do are naturally very active.

Although the three or four yuan after the 50% discount is not cheap, the promotion of "pure tea" and "real milk tea" is much better than the drinks in the supermarket, and it's overwhelmed by those who use milk powder today. milk tea.

   "Please don't crowd."

  Seeing that the number of people queuing up increased, Liu Jun and others who came over temporarily to help distribute leaflets took on the important task of maintaining order.

  As the store manager, Zhang Ting is naturally very busy, and she needs to personally handle more complicated tea drinks, and the two newly recruited waiters are also busy making simple milk tea with their feet on the ground.

  As time goes by, more and more customers are attracted by flyers and queues. Of course, the advertisement of 50% discount for opening the store is also very conspicuous.

Unlike the opening of some unscrupulous milk tea shops in later generations, in order to save money, some more expensive tea drinks were directly labeled as 'sold out'. Zhou Anan, who was not short of money, directly opened all the tea drinks. Discounts.

  Popularity and word-of-mouth are the best way for tea and milk tea shops to open up sales.

   "Wow, big brother, there are so many people."

  Holding a cup of warm pure milk, little Qiaoqiao looked curiously at the crowd that was about to block the door, his eyes full of curiosity.

   "Jojo can't wander around, if the bad guys **** her away, you won't be able to see my mother and me."

   In terms of educating children, Zhou Anan feels that he is still good at it, and he never forgets to educate little Lori.

   "Really? Bad people are really bad. If I can't see my mother, I will cry; if I can't see my big brother, I won't have anything to eat or play."

  Hearing what her big brother said, little Qiaoqiao was startled. She even forgot to drink the milk, and looked at her big brother pitifully.

   "So, you can't wander around. If Qiao Qiao is a small store manager here, he will have a lot of good food to eat, and the big brother can also take you to play a lot of fun."

   "Mmmmmm."

   In order not to interfere with Zhang Ting's work, Zhou Anan brought little Lolita back to the training class.

  Compared to the slow popularity of electric vehicle stores and training courses, Zhou Anan seriously underestimated the love of young men and women for 'new tea drinks'.

   Until Zhou Anan brought the little loli over after the training class in the afternoon, there were always people queuing in front of the milk tea shop.

   "Sister Zhang, you should also take a good rest, don't be exhausted."

   After looking at the tracking number printed out by the computer, Zhou Anan took care of the mature beauty.

   From the faces of the two waiters, I could see tiredness, and Zhang Ting, the store manager, was naturally even more tired.

   Judging from the order number, after the break from 12:00 noon to 1:00 noon, a total of more than 200 single milk teas were sold in the three hours in the afternoon.

   This is not more than two hundred cups of milk tea, some have two or three cups or even more on a single occasion. One can imagine how heavy the task is today.

   Of course, more money is earned.

   "It's okay, but we don't have much materials. I'm going to rest for another hour and prepare a little more materials. It's good to open in the evening."

   Shaking her head, Zhang Ting, who took a sip of water in the gap, said something.

   "Don't be too tired, just opened today, go to bed early."

   Did not agree with the beauty's plan, Zhou Anan didn't want to exhaust the little loli's mother because of making money.

   "No, it just opened today, which is the best time to attract customers. As the store manager, I must be responsible for the store's performance."

   Zhang Ting, who had studied management experience in Hangzhou, shook her head and rejected the boss's plan. As a store manager, she will not lose the big because of small things.

   In terms of store management, as the store manager, she can't be too accommodating to the boss.

   "Okay, then you can rest for half an hour."

   Fascinated by the sudden workplace temperament of a mature beauty, Zhou Anan, the boss, compromised, but also added half an hour of rest time.

  As the person in charge, Zhang Ting may be able to bear it, but the two waitresses can't bear it.

  Furthermore, half an hour less business hours will make a difference in profit, not to mention during the opening period with a half-price discount.

  Even if thousands of cups of milk tea are sold, the profit of a cup is only one yuan, and the profit is only thousands of yuan.

  (end of this chapter)